Fighting the Martial Universe

Jian Wumei thinks that his strength and talent have overwhelmed Zhang Mofan, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​being born to compete for the first place. How can this Zhang Mofan, He De?

In his opinion, they are already very reluctant to enter the top ten points. After all, there are still many warriors who are stronger than them.

What's more, with their demonstrated strength, even if the standings are not too high, they will be valued by the Holy Palace in the future.

Of course, because he didn't have this idea, it doesn't mean that others didn't have this idea.

Zhang Mofan was born and wanted to compete for the number one in this point.

It's just that, whatever he thinks, it's hard to understand how Zhang Mofan will fight.

Seeing that, the countdown to the trial had half an hour left, and there was not much time left for Zhang Mofan.

"I advise you, it's better to keep yourself safe."

Jian Wumei looked at Zhang Mofan and reminded him again, saying: "That Lei Wu, you are afraid that you don't know his identity. He is the son of the palace lord of the Purple Liang Sanctuary Thunder Palace. His identity is extremely honorable. He is not something you can offend. Don't say you can't kill him, even if you can kill him, you can't do it."

He really kindly reminded Zhang Mofan that he didn't want Zhang Mofan to go astray.

"This Zhang Mofan is indeed ridiculous."

"Although Lei Wu's approach is domineering, he wants to compete for 500,000 points, but he has the strength and qualifications."

Many warriors shook their heads.

They can resist Lei Wu, but they cannot stop Lei Wu.

Zhang Mofan looked at Jian Wumei and said, "You said so much nonsense, don't you plan to get out of it?"

He knew what the other party said.

He had already offended Lei Wu and didn't care about offending him again.

What he wants most now is to kill the Flying Black Tiger King and get his 100,000 personal points first.

Jian Wumei was completely irritated by Zhang Mofan's words, he kindly persuaded him, since the other party is so obsessed, if so, he wants to show Zhang Mofan, his true strength.

"If you don't let go, what can you do? My subordinates are defeated. If you have the ability, come and wash your humiliation."

Jian Wumei sneered.

I have to say that Jian Wumei is very conceited, and only Jian Ji Zhisheng has such conceit.

I really thought I defeated Zhang Mofan, I thought I was better than Zhang Mofan.

Zhang Mofan's mouth curled up, and he smiled: "Wash the humiliation? You are not worthy!"

As he spoke, he jumped and rushed directly to Jian Wumei's side. A golden substantial sword was already condensed in his palm.

This is the great sword of the Eastern Emperor's fighting spirit. At this moment, he is as if the real fighting spirit is possessed. In his mind, there seems to be many swordsmanship of the Eastern Emperor's gods, and he slashes directly at Jian Wumei. .

This sword truly combines the power of fighting spirit and martial arts, and the swordsmanship of the gods is integrated into the sword.

This sword light, not sharp, not sharp, mighty, ordinary, ordinary, but like a god, there is no trace in the sword light.

This is the sword of the Eastern Emperor, not launched by Zhang Mofan himself, but launched by Zhang Mofan with the help of the Eastern Emperor's spirit.

With one sword, all conspiracies and schemes were all disintegrated, as if a **** descended on the earth and everything was surrendered.

This sword completely surpassed the Holy Way.

At the moment the sword light appeared, it was as bright as a shooting star, piercing the sky, and it was fleeting, so that no one in the room could react.

boom!

After Jianguang passed, Jian Wumei's whole person was stunned in place, with a blood stain on his face, and finally it was directly broken into energy, leaving a boulder with 10,000 points.

Zhang Mofan didn't hesitate in the slightest, as if what he did just now couldn't be more ordinary, he rushed to Lei Wu directly.

And when he rushed towards Lei Wu, countless people were shocked, and they were amazed by his sword. This sword is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Especially Zhou Kaitian of the blue camp, a genius who thinks he has superb swordsmanship, is now also promoted to the middle stage of Mu Xuan, and he is also playing drums in his heart. He is very capable of taking over Zhang Mofan's sword.

"Guru!"

Seeing this scene, Li Kuang swallowed his saliva, and said, "Is this the true strength of Brother Zhang? Why is it so strong? He actually killed Jian Wumei with a single stroke? Isn't this too exaggerated?"

You know, Zhang Mofan has been defeated by Jian Wumei. Although the realm of the two is already at the starting line, Zhang Mofan can't be strong enough. He will kill Jian Wumei directly, right?

"One move, one simple move, the evil spirit sword Wumei of the God-level Fighting Soul was defeated in this way, the sword Wumei, but it is called the evil spirit of the Holy Land of the Middle Zhou Dynasty over the years."

"Jian Wumei is evil, Zhang Mofan is even more evil."

Many warriors around, seeing this scene, are all amazed again and again.

Zhang Mofan naturally didn't know that the sword he had just brought shocked many geniuses.

He already rushed to the front of the Flying Black Tiger King, with the long sword in his hand, directly swinging ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to kill the Flying Black Tiger King.

"court death!"

Lei Wu shouted angrily, and the halberd fiercely picked it up, bombarding the Eastern Emperor's Great Sword, directly flying Zhang Mofan out.

Even though Zhang Mofan's swordsmanship is noble, he still feels a little weak in front of absolute power.

Zhang Mofan truly knew that his current strength was not yet Thunder Tiger's opponent.

Lei Wu looked at Zou Mei and looked at the substantial sword in Zhang Mofan's hand. He couldn't help frowning and said, "What kind of sword is your sword? It doesn't look like a profound treasure."

Although his halberd picked up Zhang Mofan's attack, he felt that Zhang Mofan's was extraordinary, and ordinary Mu Xuan pinnacle warriors might not be able to make such an attack.

"Kill your sword!"

Zhang Mofan held the Eastern Emperor Sword tightly in his hand, and felt the profound energy in his body also madly passing by.

Xiao Lengyu said coldly: "I'll hold him, you took those 100,000 points, no matter what, you can't let him win 500,000 points."

If Lei Wu were to get 500,000 points by himself, it would be equivalent to hitting all the warriors in the face.

Even if Lei Wu's number one is locked, he cannot get 500,000 points.

Zhang Mofan nodded and said, "Okay!"

After the two discussed, they immediately began to act, Xiao Lengyu resisted Lei Wu, and Zhang Mofan went to kill the Flying Black Tiger King.

Now, the Flying Black Tiger King has been seriously injured, as long as Zhang Mofan can find points, he will definitely be able to kill him.

Many warriors, seeing the scene of the high-altitude battle, stopped, and stopped killing the integral element beast.

Whether Zhang Mofan can kill the Flying Black Tiger King is related to their glory, they don't want Lei Wu to get half a million points.

A faction competed for half a million points to determine the victory of the faction, and Lei Wu had to get half a million points, but he did not put all the warriors on the weekly rankings in his eyes.