Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

In the arena, Hu Mo's dark pupils shrank, looking at the black-robed man in front of him.

Broad shoulders, long hair like waterfalls, slightly aged eyes, but revealing a soul-stirring light.

Unexpectedly, in the battle of fifteen to eight, they encountered eight sceneries!
At this moment, Hu Mo's mood seemed to be oppressed by a huge boulder.

Can't see the cultivation base.

Can't see any flaws either.

This man is like a tall mountain.

Standing in front of this high mountain, Hu Mo's breathing became heavy.

How to fight against such an opponent?
His mind went blank.

There is no way to make him feel that there is even a trace of feasibility.

"It turned out to be the Eight Scenes of Jianglongzong? For Yizong, he is at the level of the head teacher!"

"However, although the senior colonel does not stipulate that the head teacher cannot participate in the competition, but the person at the head teacher level generally will not pull down his own identity and juniors to do it."

"After all, Jianglongzong is a newly promoted sect. I'm afraid there are not enough people. How many people do you think he brought in total?"

"Facing the teacher-level figure, this little brother of the Water Dance Sect has suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck."

Looking at the two black figures, one tall and one short, everyone talked a lot.

However, even though there was a difference in height between the two, none of them felt that Ba Jing was a head shorter than Hu Mo.

On the contrary, in the eyes of everyone, Hu Mo's tall body stood in front of Ba Jing, like an immature child.

"To tell you the truth, I shouldn't have participated in the competition. Competing with the younger generation is really unfair, but I have no choice but to do something that I have to do. Please forgive me." Ba Jing cupped his hands and said respectfully.

Hu Mo also had no choice but to bow his hands: "The junior dare not complain, so I ask the senior to enlighten me."

"Don't dare to teach, just to learn from each other."

Bajing really made a move, without the slightest courtesy.

He raised his hand slightly.

But there is no spiritual energy gathering!

On the contrary, the golden dragon on his black robe was actually inspired by it and wandered around him!
"Feelings, the dragons of Jianglongzong are all alive?"

"It shouldn't be. I have seen Jianglongzong make a move before, and no one uses this move."

"This is not the strangest thing. The strangest thing is that this golden dragon has no aura at all, and it doesn't look like a living body, so what the hell is this?"

Everyone shook their heads one after another, and no one in the room could understand the move made by the master at the headmaster level.

However, Hu Mo's pupils shrank suddenly.

There was a chill on his back, and it was like a waterfall of cold sweat.

"Damn it, I obviously can't feel the aura, why is there such a sense of oppression?"

But soon, Hu Mo understood.

It is precisely because I can't feel anything that it looks weird and frightening.

And that's not the weirdest.

The weirdest thing is that the golden dragon moves as fast as lightning, but Hu Mo can clearly see its running track!

"I don't remember, I have practiced dynamic vision."

Seeing a high-speed moving object, shouldn't it be seeing an afterimage?

But the strange thing is, Hu Mo clearly saw the trajectory of the golden dragon.

All kinds of weird gatherings made the golden dragon lose its majesty.

Hu Mo actually had an illusion.

The golden dragon in front of him is not a dragon, but a jumping spider.

Just thinking about it makes my whole body go numb.

"Break it for me!!"

Hu Mo's roar resounded through the sky.

Extreme fear made him take out all means in an instant.

The fire of the kingly way, the real body in the shape of a beast, the spiritual weapon cloud and ink heart.

The ink-colored aura was like a tide, like a whole bucket of ink splashed, filling the entire arena with a bang.

"Wow! What is the origin of this Water Dance Sect, all of them are monsters?"

"This is the avatar of a monster, a unique skill of the monster race, not a monster."

"I'm not talking about the real body, I'm talking about the cultivation base, such a violent demon power has reached the late stage of Fengfu!"

"If you say that, it's true! Every one of the Water Dance Sect has the strength to be a teacher!"

How can everyone not be shocked when Hu Mo's true strength is revealed?

However, Hu Mo didn't feel complacent at all.

First of all, his strength is all due to Ye Fan. It is not his own ability to connect with Ye Fan through prayers and increase the speed of perception, so there is nothing to be proud of.

Secondly, standing in front of these unfathomable eight sceneries, how dare he have the slightest complacency?

The golden dragon was still flying around Hu Mo's body at high speed.

As for the eight scenes on the opposite side, they still couldn't perceive anything.

Up to now, the only thing Hu Mo can do is to go all out.

The scarlet demon fire opened its teeth and claws, and attacked Bajing and Jinlong at the same time.

"It's actually the divine way of the king?" Seeing this, Ba Jing was startled with his unchanging expression.

"The divine way of the king?" Hu Mo raised his eyebrows. This way of saying is different from the way the fox clan used to call it in the past.

But it should be a thing.

"This is the inheritance of the kingly way of the fox clan, it's a shame."

Hu Mo's voice was indifferent, and the crimson demon turned into a giant dragon as well, fighting with the weird golden dragon.

But Bajing's side didn't go so smoothly.

The scarlet kingly demon fire could not even get close to him, an invisible force surrounded Bajing, and the kingly demon fire couldn't get an inch in!

"Not bad."

Facing Hu Mo's offensive, Ba Jing was not moved in the slightest.

On the contrary, he gently reached out his hand and touched the kingly flame with its fangs and claws.

"This, how is it possible? With my current cultivation, this kingly flame can burn even a strong person in the late stage of Fengfu, but he actually touched it with his bare hands!"

On the opposite side, Ba Jing exclaimed: "The world is so big, and the talent is doubled! There are really mortal beings who can realize the divine way with mortal bodies!"

Shinto?He is talking about the power of the kingly way?

Hu Mo was puzzled, but didn't want to think about it.

Even if you can't defeat the opponent, at least, you must work hard to the last step.

The seven tails danced, and the spiritual weapon "Cloud Mo Danxin" was inspired by it, and wrote wildly in the air.

The ink is splashed, and the whole arena changes in an instant.

"The Way of Danqing——A Book of Magical Moon!"

Hu Mo murmured, although this move cannot hurt the enemy, it is not the supreme way.

However, even the most powerful person may not be able to see through the illusions written by him.

If this trick works, Bajing will even be a little distracted.

Then Hu Mo will definitely not miss the opportunity to make a move.

"Look, the scene on the court is a bit strange!"

"That little brother's ink-colored spiritual energy has already covered the entire arena, but now, why is it so clean?"

"Who knows, how can I have the qualifications to discuss the competition between masters of this level?"

Everyone shook their heads. Apart from shock and admiration, their emotions were filled with question marks and endless inferiority complex.

Fortunately, the stalemate did not last long.

Bajing, who stretched out his hand to play with the flame, finally moved.

He turned his head slightly, looked into the midair, and there was nothing in the midair.

"Where is he looking? There is nothing."

"Your opponent is behind you!"

"Could it be that you look down on the other party and turn your back on purpose?"

"The boss must act for a reason."

Everyone became more and more puzzled, but they dared not question it.

However, among all the people, only Hu Mo's huge body trembled violently.