"The proud man of heaven! Even Mo Jin, the number one genius in Chongcheng, may be slightly inferior in terms of momentum."
Amid the cheers of the crowd, many people whispered to each other secretly.
To the southeast of the battle platform, Wei De and Lu Xiao were squeezed into the crowd. The reason why they squeezed into the front position was because Lu Xiao paid for two martial arts cultivators to help them line up in advance. When they came, their goal was naturally to watch Ye Dong's battle. They were familiar with Li Mo Ling's reputation. They were all shocked when they saw Li Mo Ling's momentum. They had to admit that this person exuded unique charm.
"Ye Dong will probably be in big trouble if he encounters him later."
The two contestants came on the stage, and the judge of the competition stood in the center and gave a few key points.
The judge waved his hand: "The battle begins!"
"Shock him to step down! Bomb him to step down!"
Hundreds of thousands of people suddenly became excited and shouted in unison.
In the past battles, Li Mo Ling never defeated his opponent for more than ten breaths. This became his unique symbol of glory and a symbol that his strength was far superior to others. Therefore, everyone expects him to break his own limits and defeat his opponents in a shorter time.
The person who shouted the most actively was the person who bet on Li Moling to win within three moves.
Li Moling wins fast or slowly, which determines whether they will lose everything!
The opponent showed no fear, and took out a round heavy hammer in his hand. The hammer body was as big as a washbasin, and the surface of the hammer body was divided into eight parts. He held it in his hand and it was heavy. He didn't see this weapon before he went to the battle stage. He didn't know where this weapon appeared mysteriously.
Facing a powerful figure like Li Moling, any player is prepared to fight with the strongest strength. So he took out his trump card from the beginning. Li Mo Ling was famous for defeating his opponents as quickly as possible. After he took out the gold-rimmed hammer, he took the lead and shouted: "Thunder!"
"Peng"
After the energy exploded, hammer shadows came towards Li Mo Ling.
When these hammer shadows reached halfway, they suddenly changed and formed several hills.
These eight hills quickly stirred up violent energy.
Li Mo Ling stared coldly at the approaching mountain. The opponent was infinitely close to the three-star realm. This violent attack was the result of all his efforts. Earth-shaking energy is poured into it, and any three-star strong person must avoid its domineering edge.
The opponent also had this idea and launched an attack first. Li Mo Ling is extremely powerful, so Li Mo Ling must be suppressed. He cannot be allowed to make the first attack.
"Thunder and Eight Desolations" is the use of violent and domineering brute force. The opponent was forced to give in, and the heavy hammer's fierceness was used to occupy the offensive. This is to break Li Mo Ling's habit of hitting his opponent unable to defend himself with one strike.
"Thunder and Eight Desolations" is his most powerful weapon, and this "Stone-Cracking Black Hammer" is close to a third-grade weapon. Under the continuous superposition of power, the power reaches the sky. Eight huge mountains whizzing down. Hitting Li Moling from different directions.
The people in the audience stared at the floating shadow wall nervously. Although they did not personally participate in the battle on the battlefield, the energy that was so violent that it tore apart the air layer by layer showed how terrifying the impact of these eight forces was.
Seeing that Li Mo Ling was about to be knocked into pieces, he moved. I saw him inserting his body to the right. Like a bolt of lightning that penetrated into the gap, it penetrated into the energy gap of the eight hills.
"Puffy!"
Li Mo Ling's right fist was rapidly thrusting, hundreds of punches were struck at once, and six of the eight giant mountains were blown away by him in a short period of time.
The only two remaining solitary ones are no longer a deterrent.
The opponent was chopping down from the sky with a heavy hammer, trying to hit Li Mo Ling with a critical blow. Little did he know that when Li Mo Ling took action, the power was beyond imagination. The "Thundering Eight Desolations" he unleashed, which he believed no one could contend with, caused his opponents to fall apart in the blink of an eye.
"This Li Mo Ling is too scary. The senior who taught me this technique once said that even if you encounter a three-star strong man, if the opponent attacks, he can break through three famines at most. But Li Mo Ling can break six famines at once!"
The people in the audience screamed and cheered when they saw Li Mo Ling's breathtaking and beautiful break, which was incredible and clever.
Even Hase Lai, the leader of the three guards who was watching the battle on the rostrum, nodded secretly: "This boy's analytical ability is very good, and his attack power is domineering and fierce. It is completely different from his dignified demeanor. He is a human being!"
"What a tragedy. If Ye Dong meets Li Mo Ling, he will most likely be abused!"
That violent blow was easily broken through by Li Moling. Wei De in the audience looked worried. Wei Tie's life depends on how far Ye Dong can go, judging from Li Mo Ling's strong strength. Ye Dong encountered big trouble on the road.
The strong man had no time to think or change. While in mid-air, the golden hammer in his hand danced and fell from the sky.?To Li Mo Ling.
As soon as the heavy hammer fell halfway, he suddenly sensed a huge danger. Yuanli surged to the left. The frantic Yuanli energy quickly protected his whole body. His footsteps staggered rapidly, trying his best to escape.
Li Mo Ling blasted the remaining two peaks and appeared strangely on his left side. If he hadn't reacted instinctively and quickly, he would have been pierced by Li Mo Ling's heavy punch.
Although he blocked Li Moling's attack in time, all the energy fell apart in Li Moling's urgent blast. The last punch sent him staggering and almost falling off the platform. Fortunately, he stopped in time at the edge of the fighting platform.
The audience thought Li Moling had defeated his opponent and cheered with joy. Then when they saw him stopping at the edge of the stage, they immediately gathered together to express regret. Those who bet on Li Mo Ling winning within three moves were even more heartbroken, as they were just a little bit away from winning Dafa!
"Too fast! Li Mo Ling's figure seems to be leisurely strolling in the courtyard, but it is only when you are there that you can feel his abnormality!"
The opponent did not dare to breathe, swung the heavy hammer and rushed towards Li Moling again. At this moment, he no longer had the slightest chance to retain any physical strength. In the previous two detectives, it was obviously impossible for him to defeat Li Moling. The only thing he did was hold on longer to save face.
"Since you can't win, we can't let you win easily! You must persist after ten moves!" Facing Li Moling, if you take ten moves under his hands, it will be a failure without losing face!
Like a madman, he rushed out the Yuan Power in his body without restraint. The vast Yuan Power seemed to be a volcano pouring out from the depths of the ground, rolling fiercely, rushing towards Li Mo Ling with a golden hammer.
"No matter how strong Li Moling is, with my strength close to three stars, I will definitely be able to survive ten moves."
Who would have thought that Li Mo Ling snorted coldly: "You are stubbornly resisting and want to fight me desperately? I will let you taste my strength!"
"The power of hell!"
??A billowing black energy suddenly appeared in front of Li Moling. It was not yet noon and the sun was shining brightly. As soon as the black energy came out, the sky suddenly darkened, and everyone heard the screams of evil spirits! It's as if you are in a cold mountain wilderness, surrounded by graves, which makes you shudder.
Others don¡¯t recognize Li Mo Ling¡¯s style, but Gu Lai, the commander of the three guards in the audience, frowned.
"The power of hell! Can Li Mo Ling use the power of hell? What is the origin of this man, and who gave him this supreme skill?" He looked at Li Mo Ling steadily, shook his head when he thought of something, and said: "No, the power of the Black Hell requires a natural 'Purple Dragon Tyrant' to practice it. And there is only one person in tens of millions of people with this kind of alien body, and it is hard to find in the vast sea of ??people."
"¡ª¡ªCould Li Mo Ling be the Purple Dragon? If so, it would be unbelievable, and this is definitely a treasure."
In this continent, humans have an absolute numerical advantage. It is impossible to examine the period from which human cultivation began. Because there are countless different races of people, not to mention ordinary people, but some people with alien bodies are naturally favored by heaven and earth, and have a comprehension and affinity for cultivation that far exceeds that of ordinary people.
The "Purple Dragon Tyrant Evil" body is one of many mutants.
Precisely because of the rarity of mutants, when the powerful sects encounter mutant seedlings, they always want to take advantage of them by any means necessary. It can be said that once it is confirmed that Li Mo Ling is the "Purple Dragon Tyrant", the City Lord's Mansion will definitely try to retain him at all costs.
Black energy burst out and quickly condensed into a black mass.
Those terrifying energies that were hit by the opponent with all their strength were clearly hit by the black energy and were as fragile as paper.
Li Mo Ling did not stop his movements, he flashed, and when he appeared, he already had the opponent in his hand.
The violent energy kept making cracking and explosion sounds, and Li Mo Ling threw the living person in his hand hard!
When the opponent was captured by Li Moling, his ability to move was immediately blocked. He had no ability to resist this fall, and he flew down like a cannonball! He was thrown to the ground from a height of five to six feet in the air, his head exploded, and he died tragically on the spot.
¡®Boom!¡¯
Hundreds of thousands of people cheered in unison, a clean defeat! Continuing the previous myth again, although it took a little longer than before, it was still less than ten moves!
"This is so powerful! It is simply invincible!"
Everyone in the audience was greatly shocked by this exciting picture and result, and the same voice came out in their hearts: - This person is the emperor!
The emperor on the battlefield!
"Li Mo Ling! Li Mo Ling!"
Between heaven and earth, everyone shouted. Hundreds of thousands of people shouted in unison, and the sky and the earth changed color.
Li Mo¡¯s tall figure stood alone on the battlefield, the sun was shining, and the breeze was gently ruffling the corners of his shirt. He stared at the distant sky with starry eyes, greedily enjoying the shouts and worship that resonated with the heaven and earth. His figure actually had a faint purple aura.
At this moment, no one remembers the bloody corpse under the battle platform with brains splattered everywhere.
His disappearance marked the hero¡¯s footsteps, stepping onto the rooftop.
Wu Jiangshan, who was in the crowd, was infected by the shouts and passion of the mountain and tsunami. He raised his arms stupidly and shouted the three words "Li Moling" to the sky.
Li Mo Ling won, he won so handsomely, and is as invincible as ever!
"Ye Dong, Li Mo Ling won! And it was just like the quick battles in the previous games." Niu Liu went straight into the quiet room, his voice couldn't help but be excited: "The opponents in the past were too weak, so he could win so quickly. . Who is not a strong person who has entered the quarterfinals? However, he is still as strong as a man. If his opponent cannot resist, the victory will be snatched from his hands. This person is too perverted!"