At the beginning, the Great Master asked me to compete for the Sequence Disciple

Xing Heng Dao Jun smiled and continued:

"I took this child to the Northern Frontier Star Region and had some exchanges and discussions with the younger generations of the Divine Dynasties, which made the child a little more arrogant."

"Wushuang, don't be rude!"

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang bowed to the Huazhen Patriarch and said:

"Yes, Senior, I am sorry..."

After saying that, Ye Wushuang stood aside and said nothing more, but when he looked at the disciples of the Formation Holy Land around him, his face was full of disdain.

Ye Wushuang's expression was captured by many disciples.

Seeing Ye Wushuang's disdain for them, many disciples were so angry that they gritted their teeth secretly, feeling very aggrieved.

But there was nothing I could do but hold it in.

After all, the other party has the capital to be rampant.

"Senior Xing Heng, since this friend Wushuang wants to exchange ideas with Wang Mu, let's have a competition."

"It just so happens that today my Formation Saint Land has also recruited a group of new disciples. Let them see what it means that there are always people better than you."

At this moment, the Saint Lord of Gan Zhen stood up and smiled at Taoist Lord Xing Heng.

The Huazhen Patriarch standing by was slightly stunned and looked at the Ganzhen Saint Lord in surprise.

Suddenly, the Huazhen Patriarch seemed to remember something. He glanced at Chu Luo with the corner of his eye and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He actually forgot about this guy who had just joined their Formation Holy Land.

Previously, Chu Luo controlled the Nine Mountains Shaking World Formation and caused such a big commotion that it was naturally seen by these ancestors.

Well, this is a good opportunity to see how capable this little guy is.

Daojun Xingheng and Ye Wushuang were also a little surprised. They didn't expect that Saint Lord Ganzhen would actually agree.

"Holy Lord, Wang Mu's child..."

Elder Zhen Xin, who was beside Chu Luo, was a little anxious and stood up to cancel the competition.

As Wang Mu's master, he knows his disciple's capabilities very well.

Even though Wang Mu has reached the highest level of formation skills in the art of formation, facing a monster like Ye Wushuang, he is afraid that he will not be a match for him just by forming a large formation.

The Saint Master of the Ganzhen formation waved his hand and interrupted:

"Elder Zhen Xin, please rest assured. I'm here with you. Nothing will happen."

Seeing that Saint Lord Gan Zhen was so determined, Elder Zhen Xin wanted to say something.

Wang Mu, who was standing in the crowd, stood up at this moment.

"Master, I accept the challenge from Mr. Ye."

The many disciples around looked towards the king's tomb, all of them excited:

"It's Senior Brother Wang!"

"Come on, Senior Brother Wang!"

"Yes, Brother Wang, don't be afraid, kill him!"

"You are the pride of our holy land..."

Everyone continued to cheer for Wang Mu.

Ye Wushuang folded his hands and looked Wang Mu up and down. He found that Wang Mu was only at the Supreme Realm, and the disdain on his face became even stronger.

However, Ye Wushuang remembered the rumors.

Hearing that this Wang Mu had supreme strength in the art of formation, the disdain on his face gradually subsided.

"hey-hey……"

"Master, it turns out that this person is also your disciple. No wonder he looks so handsome. He is now my senior brother."

"Master, is Senior Brother Wang okay?"

"He was bumped into by my disciple before..."

Chu Luo, who loved to watch the fun, secretly transmitted the message, expressing his concern in surprise.

Elder Zhenxin saw Wang Mu and wanted to prove his determination. He sighed helplessly and shook his head.

"It's fine for my disciple. If he wants to go, then let him go. It will also help him realize his own strength and know that there are always people better than you..."

"I hope that after this battle, he can truly recognize himself."

"Disciple, you must not learn from your senior brother. On the road of martial arts, we can only go further and further and reach the top of the avenue if we always remain humble, low-key, and have a firm heart."

Chu Luo nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice:

"Yes, disciple will remember your teachings."

Chu Luo said this, but in fact he couldn't keep a low profile at all.

If he had a giant force behind him, with his current cultivation level, he would just look down on people and be more arrogant than anyone else.

Xing Heng Daojun also took a look at Wang Mu, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said helplessly to Hua Zhen Patriarch:

"Fellow Daoist Huazhen, look at this..."

The Zhenhua Patriarch smiled and nodded:

"Since both of our disciples have this intention, let them communicate."

"Fellow Daoist Xing Heng, please take a seat..."

Xing Heng Daojun nodded slightly, turned around and said to Ye Wushuang:

“Wushuang, stop it, and don’t hurt this friend from Wangmu.”

"Yes, Master!"

Then, Taoist Xing Heng and the high-level leaders of the Formation Holy Land present took their seats.

A core elder waved his sleeves, and the entire floating island shook slightly.

A ring appeared out of nowhere in the center of the square.

Wang Mu clenched his hand, a spear appeared in his hand, and he jumped up and landed in the middle of the ring.

Ye Wushuang smiled coldly and walked onto the stage with his hands folded.

"Brother Wang, fuck him!"

"Come on, Senior Brother Wang!"

“…”

The disciples around him also became excited at this time and cheered for Wang Mu.

Wang Mu's body trembled, and a powerful supreme power rushed up from his body into the sky.

The spear pointed at Ye Wushuang and said in a deep voice:

"I am Wang Mu, please give me your guidance!"

Ye Wushuang shook his head slightly and said with a disdainful smile:

"Your Formation Holy Land is good at setting up formations, so you should set up the formation."

"I heard that you are as good as the elders of your holy land in terms of formations."

"If we rely on martial arts alone, you are no match for me."

Upon hearing this, Wang Mu was filled with anger.

This guy actually looked down on him? !

boom--

Wang Mu took a step forward, harnessing his powerful force and killing Ye Wushuang with a spear in hand.

"Dare to underestimate me, and you will die!"

"Broken Mountain Spiritual Spear!"

The spirit spear in Wang Mu's hand burst out with a sharp buzzing sound, gathering momentum with a powerful force.

In an instant, a huge spear phantom emerged from the spear and merged with the king's tomb, stabbing towards Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang curled his lips in disdain and finally took action.

Under the gazes of everyone, Ye Wushuang slowly put down his hands, his eyes fixed, and his body trembled slightly.

boom--

The terrifying power of the sixth realm of the Heavenly Venerate was instantly suppressed from his body.

"break!"

As Ye Wushuang shouted, his voice was mixed with incomparable terrifying power, and the rolling sound waves instantly attacked the illusory spear that was stabbing towards him.

Click...

Bang--

Wang Mu's illusory spear was instantly shattered by the rolling sound waves. The powerful force contained in it also knocked Wang Mu away.

Wang Mu retreated dozens of steps before he could steady himself. He looked at Ye Wushuang with a grim expression as he looked relaxed.

At this moment, heaven and earth were silent. Some of the disciples who had been cheering shut their mouths. They all looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief and could not help feeling horrified.

The opponent broke their Senior Brother Wang's killing move with just a roar. How terrifying is that?

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