Being forced by the emperor

Jiang Qingyu is really a fool, why did Mu Nanjun really believe it after a few words.

Mu Qiyun sighed secretly.

On the second day of the match, Qingfeng Royal Team played against Jiang Qingyu and others. The voices of both teams were very high.

The fans in the audience can basically be said to be 5 or 5 points. The fans of the two teams are constantly arguing, and no one will give in to the other.

In addition to the two heirs of the royal family, there was one more person in the Qingfeng royal team. That person was dressed in plain clothes and had firm eyes.

But everyone didn't pay attention to him. Instead, they focused on the more gorgeous heirs of the royal family, Jiang Qingyu and others.

With the order of the host, the two teams entered into a full-scale battle state. Mu Nanjun, who has experienced many battles, still thinks that he is just a child's slapstick.

After all, he is the emperor of a generation, and he rescued people from the underworld abruptly. If anyone heard Mu Nanjun narrate this incident.

That would probably feel very absurd. How to survive in the underworld is still a problem. Rescuing people is simply a dream.

However, Mu Nanjun did it, and he was able to come back safe and sound, so for Mu Nanjun, this match was simply child's play.

All Mu Nanjun can imagine now is to quickly settle this battle and slip away.

Prince Wu Wu Ling rushed out first, and gradually a yellow sword with a noble aura appeared on his right hand, and the sword continued to exude a sacred aura.

Fairy-level low-grade!

Everyone was shocked when the sword came out.

"This is the sword of the late emperor. The only fairy-level weapon in the country was given to the crown prince. What would Mu Nanjun use to fight against him?"

"I heard that the recognition of the master of this sword is very high. Only when you meet the requirements of the sword can you become its master."

"Prince Wu Ling is so handsome, I want to give birth to a monkey for you."

Facing the constant praise from the fans in the audience, Wu Ling just smiled secretly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her face full of confidence.

Wu Ling jumped out and left the team first, and rushed towards Mu Nanjun.

Wu Ling's strength has skyrocketed with the possession of a fairy weapon, and it can be said that she has almost surpassed the level of a martial god.

This strength can crush everyone present here. Wu Ling's arrogance can no longer be concealed. He can already imagine the scene of pressing Mu Nanjun to the ground and hammering it.

Wu Ling was holding the sword in his hand, and the sword energy was released for a moment. Everyone only felt a holy breath, and this breath suppressed everyone so that they couldn't breathe.

Holy power!

The mysterious power passed down from generation to generation by the royal family. It is said that when it reaches its peak, it can cut a huge mountain with a single sword!

Mu Nanjun directly flashed a few phantoms, and arrived in front of Wu Ling in an instant, accompanied by Wu Ling's astonished eyes.

Wu Ling was directly blasted into the sky by Mu Nanjun's punch. For a moment, he only felt his head go blank. Before he could react, Mu Nanjun jumped up.

When Wu Ling had just reacted, Mu Nanjun had already kicked out, and Wu Ling vomited blood and fell to the ground.

In the past few days, Mu Nanjun tried his best not to hurt others, and resolved it peacefully if possible, but today was different. Yesterday his sister provoked his little princess in public.

The little princess who provoked him, do you still want Mu Nanjun to release water for you during the game?

Seeing this fierce fight, the other team members froze in place.

Wu Ling fell heavily to the ground, directly smashing a huge hole in the arena, and Wu Ling was lying in it, foaming at the mouth.

"It turned out to be a quick move. As expected, my Brother Nan is amazing!"

"Mu Nanjun, you are my eternal role model."

"Mu Nanjun is so handsome, I can't do it anymore."

Mu Nanjun returned to the ground and yawned lazily. Fighting against them was like a child's play, not challenging at all.

Just when everyone in the audience was shocked that Mu Nanjun beat Wu Ling in seconds, Wu Ling stood up again like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

He had a ferocious face, his anger could not be concealed from the inside out, and his whole body was dirty. Wu Ling angrily wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't want to use this power, but you forced me!" Wu Ling yelled, and a huge black phantom appeared on her back.

Seeing this, Wu Ling's younger sister immediately panicked, "Brother, don't, you will be seriously injured by this monster's backlash!"

"It doesn't matter if you get hurt a little bit, as long as you can kill Mu Nanjun, it's all worth it." Wu Ling yelled louder, blood leaked from the corners of her eyes, bleeding from the seven orifices!

This monster gradually showed its original shape, and it turned out to be a very huge blood spider. When the blood spider came out, it let out a terrifying howl.

The blood spider is a dark creature, so it cannot be ranked. To be precise, he is just a summoner, if it is necessary to rank.

Then it would be barely the same as the 100th place Duohun Kun on the Tianbang.

Everyone in the audience looked dumbfounded. The referee had already started to prepare for the rescue, and the shield of the competition ring was slowly raised to prevent the blood spider from getting out of control and hurting other people.

Each leg of this blood spider is covered with sharp knives, which can tear everything into pieces.

Wu Ling fainted directly on the ground, while his sister cried bitterly on the ground.

Once the blood spider is summoned, it will use the original owner as raw material to continuously support itself until the original owner is drained!

But in return, the blood spider will accomplish what his master wants to accomplish, such as killing Mu Nanjun!

Mu Nanjun felt that this matter was getting more and more interesting, and Diyan slowly crawled out from a circular summoning formation with a slight movement of his thoughts.

It was a bit bigger than the blood spider, and Di Yan kept shaking the red-hot iron chain in his hand, and the blood spider retreated a little when seeing this monster.

Di Yan didn't pay attention to the blood spider in front of him, and the speed of swinging the iron chain with his right hand became faster, and the iron chain directly tied up the blood spider.

The blood spider only felt that the whole body was burned extremely uncomfortable, and the originally extremely hard armor was being melted little by little.

The blood spider directly tried its best to break free from the red-hot iron chain, and the iron chain was broken into pieces with extremely high temperature.

Some touched the protective cover, and even forcibly burned a hole in the protective cover, you can see how high the temperature of this iron chain is.

The referees on the stage wanted to stop it, but there was nothing they could do. At this moment, the blood spider in front of them was no longer something they could fight against, and if they entered it, they would die.

The blood spider stepped back quickly and roared loudly. Except for Mu Nanjun and Wu Ling, everyone else gradually withdrew from the competition area.

The manager has already notified the above to send some powerful people over to subdue this blood spider.

At this time, the strength of this blood spider is already at the peak of the Great Celestial Master, and no one present can match it.

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