Marvel's Absolute Zero

Many people don't want Mo Wen to win. To be precise, more than 90 people in the Blood Fighting Palace don't want Mo Wen to win.

This is no longer a matter of regional honor, but about one's own personal interests.

If Mo Wen wins, those who bet on Mo Wen and lose all lose their money. However, there are some gambling enthusiasts who thought it was a sure-win deal from the beginning, so they bet almost all of their wealth on it.

1:10000, such a terrifying and incredible ratio, how can it be that all the things that came out were the "contributions" of those people who threw away their own wealth.

If Mo Wen wins this battle, the huge gambling money in the game will be deducted from the blood fighting palace's handling fee and share, and the rest will be divided among those who buy Mo Wen's victory.

If you don’t ask me how many people have won, I can’t even find a few.

And Mo Wen's 95 billion gamble accounted for almost % of this profit.

The entire Blood Fighting Palace was in complete commotion. Everyone looked at the central battlefield in horror, looking at Mo Wen who was still persisting.

The time for their death seems to be getting closer.

"Mo Wen can really win"

Ji Tong looked at her father. She didn't expect that just now she was saying that Mo Wen would definitely lose. However, it didn't take long for Mo Wen to win. Is that Li Feng really about to run out of gas?

Ji Yue looked at the central battlefield in horror. When he saw his daughter looking at him, he took a deep breath and said, "If nothing happens, he should be able to win."

Hu Luxue, Zaguli and other members of the alliance were all happy when they heard this. Relatively speaking, they obviously hoped that Mo Wen would win.

"This kind of terrifying wheel sword formation, the caster can last for more than 150 breaths, which is already powerful enough for the cold and ordinary life of Prime Minister Wei. It is impossible for at least 90 or above Taixuan late-stage immortal cultivators to last for such a long time. Even, With my level of cultivation, I can probably only last between 150 and 180 breaths."

Ji Yue said with some emotion. The spiritual power consumed by each breath of the Spiritual Wheel Sword Formation is quite terrifying. One hundred and fifty breaths, that is already something that ordinary late Taixuan cultivators are far from able to do. Li Feng, a middle-stage Taixuan It's a bit shocking that a cultivator of immortality can persist for such a long time. The spiritual power in his body, both in total quantity and quality, is no worse than that of the immortal cultivators in the late Taixuan period.

"Who asked him to display such a sword formation? He deserves to have his spiritual power exhausted."

Ji Tong was secretly excited because Mo Wen gave her his cultivation experience before leaving, so she now has a particularly favorable impression of Mo Wen.

Ji Yue glanced at his daughter. He smiled bitterly and said: "The reason is not the problem of the sword array, but the reason is that Mo Wen Mo Wen, this person, can't see through it, not at all."

Ji Yue kept shaking his head, realizing more and more that Mo Wen was an enigmatic person, even more enigmatic than the Phoenix Clan's envoy.

The consumption of the Spiritual Wheel Sword Formation is indeed very high, but those who are caught in the sword formation. In order to resist the attack of the sword array, the consumption must be greater, far more than the caster.

At least, if he was caught in a sword formation like that. After being in a stalemate for such a long time, the spiritual power in the body may have been exhausted long ago.

When the time comes, even if he can defeat Li Feng, I am afraid that everyone will be defeated by him.

Conventionally. To deal with the Spiritual Wheel Sword Formation, one must use extremely strong force to tear a hole in the sword formation and then break out.

A delaying tactic like Mo Wen. Unless his cultivation is far higher than Li Feng and he can withstand the consumption. But the reality is that Mo Wen's cultivation level is three levels lower than Li Feng's

On the other side, Poison Girl's eyes were particularly surprised. She looked at Mo Wen without blinking. How could he persist in the Spiritual Wheel Sword Formation for such a long time?

If it were her, there would be no problem with her cultivation and she could withstand this kind of consumption. But she was at the pinnacle of Taixuan Dzogchen's cultivation, and she was once a famous blood fighter in the Blood Fighting Palace. She can easily tear through the Nirvana Sword Formation, or hold on to the Nirvana Sword Formation for a long time.

But don’t ask a mere immortal cultivator in the late Douzuan period how he did it.

During the test just now, she tested it herself and found that Mo Wen's realm was indeed only in the late stage of Douzhuan, because he cultivated yin and yang energy, and his energy was particularly eye-catching. His cultivation in the late stage of Douzhuan was almost comparable to that of the immortal cultivators in the early stage of Taixuan. . But that's all. An ordinary Taixuan early stage person might not be able to hold a single breath in the sword formation and would be killed in an instant.

"This young man is quite interesting." Poisonous Mother smiled charmingly.

Nie Junxue clenched her pink fists nervously, her palms sweating a little. The further back she went, the more critical it was, the more nervous she became.

Don’t ask, you can really win

Zhuang Qixian and others stared blankly at the battlefield, the expressions on their faces changing.

Wei Dahai swallowed his saliva, with uncontrollable jealousy in his eyes. Mo asked what he would gain if he won.

Zhong Jingjing was equally jealous.

The same was true for Zhuang Qixian, his lips pursed tightly.

"Waste Blue Dragon Mercenary"

The red-browed old monster cursed lowly, his face was cold, but he did not have an angry expression as if he was about to lose.

Poisonous Mother glanced at the red-browed old monster, her eyes a little thoughtful.

In the central battlefield, Li Feng's face became increasingly pale and his breath was disordered. He really couldn't hold on any longer.

"How did you do that?" He gritted his teeth and looked at Mo Wen with a confused expression. He never thought in his wildest dreams that Mo Wen's cultivation was not as good as his, but he was nearly exhausted.

He is really confused. Who is it that fights across three levels? Who is it?

"you guess."

Mo Wen smiled, and blood continued to seep out of the Fusion Gou Armor, but he didn't care at all. He could produce a large amount of this ordinary blood with just a thought. A broken arm, or a broken arm, can grow back quickly.

If you can't hurt his roots, he won't have the power of life.

"I guess your sister."

Li Feng's face turned extremely ugly and he cursed directly. He actually failed and was defeated by an immortal cultivator in the late stage of Douzuan. Facts have proved that he cannot defeat this tester with his own strength.

"Pay attention to your quality. Even if you face failure, as a man, you can't mess up. You have to be calm and calm, with a broad mind. Accept the fact of failure. You have to know that failure is success."

Mo Wen said in a crooked voice as his back ached when he stood talking.

"A broad mind makes you paralyzed."

Li Feng's face turned red with anger, but soon he sneered again, "Do you think you won? Stop dreaming."

As he spoke, he slowly took something out of his sleeve and pressed it on his face.

It was a silver half-mask, shining with silver and inlaid with blue gems. It is as beautiful as the starry sky. A simple and sacred aura emanated from the mask, and Li Feng's whole person instantly became ethereal.

I saw a hazy starlight swaying down from the mask and covering Li Feng's body.

The next moment, his aura continued to rise, and the spiritual power in his body soared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Almost in an instant, his spiritual power returned to its peak state.

"Star Mask." Mo Wen's expression became solemn. He didn't expect that the Star Mask would appear in Li Feng's hands. obviously. The red-browed old monster couldn't afford to lose, so he gave him his holy treasure.

As soon as the star mask appeared, there was an exclamation of surprise outside the venue.

"Isn't the Star Mask one of the top five holy treasures in Mouyang City? It is said that this thing is quite extraordinary, if we say it is special. Even the number one holy treasure cannot compare with it."

"Star Mask Haha, how shameless is this old immortal with the red eyebrows? He actually lent such a valuable treasure to his own fighter, but I like it. Haha, I can finally use my more than 30 million yuan stones. Lost."

"The old weirdo with the red eyebrows is so fucking mean. I just said that this guy has a sinister look and is not a good person at first glance. He is full of bad intentions. But, I fucking like you like this. Haha."

"Haha, I finally don't have to lose. I'm just wondering how the red-browed old monster could easily lose to a mere trialist."

"It was because of the name of the red-browed old monster that I ruthlessly bet 40 million yuan. This is my capital. He is worthy of being an old monster in the Divine Void Realm. He is indeed trustworthy."

In the auditorium, every audience member was extremely excited. The black fight was full of twists and turns.

However, the red-browed old monster’s star mask has come out. It’s impossible to lose again. It’s impossible to lose again.

If he loses again, then Li Feng can go. Living is a waste of food.

Different from the vast majority of the audience, the expressions of the Seventy-Two Tribe Alliance, Nie Junxue and others changed greatly. Because of the gambling, they had also heard some information about the Star Mask, but they did not expect that it would appear in Li Feng's hands.

Zhuang Qixian and Wei Dahai looked at each other, with a faint smile on their lips.

"Cheating, this is cheating," Nie Junxue protested, glaring fiercely at the red-browed old monster.

"Little girl, why are you staring? You're so big-eyed." The red-browed old monster glanced at Nie Junxue. He was obviously in a good mood and looked at Mo Wen on the battlefield. Huh, fight with me, you're a little too young.

"You cheated." Nie Junxue gritted her teeth.

"There is no rule in the Blood Fighting Palace about not being able to use the Holy Treasure when cheating. If you are not satisfied, you can complain to me at the Blood Fighting Palace Tribunal."

The red-browed old monster smiled coldly.

Indeed, there is no rule in the Blood Dou Palace that Hei Dou cannot use the Holy Treasure, nor does it stipulate that Hei Dou cannot use other people's Holy Treasures. Although everyone knows that the red-browed old monster is too cheap, even the Holy Treasures cannot be used. Now that you've figured it out, why don't you just do it yourself? That won't make you win faster.

However, no one can find anything wrong with this matter.

"Little girl, in the late stage of Dou Zhuan, you dare to compete with a senior like Shenxu Realm. This has never happened in the history of Blood Dou Palace."

Poisonous Mother shook her head. Her meaning was obvious. Even if Mo Wen lost, it would only be because he was too reckless and overconfident.

"Hehe, show me how arrogant you are. Aren't you very arrogant? You consume a lot of energy. How many times can you use up my spiritual energy? Once, twice or ten times. , a hundred times”

Li Fengjie smiled strangely, his eyes extremely proud. He had never touched the holy treasure in his life, and he never expected that he would have the chance to use it once in his lifetime. He would like to thank this arrogant trialist.

With the Star Mask around, his spiritual power will continue to recover, making it impossible for him to be exhausted again.

And don’t ask, how long can you resist?

As time goes by, sooner or later he will die under his own sword formation.

With the instant recovery of his spiritual power, the power of the sword array also surged, reaching its strongest state.

One after another sword light, crazy bombardment, the entire sword formation was filled with murderous aura.

Mo Wen frowned, and after a while, he suddenly smiled and said lightly: "Since you called me arrogant, I will show you how arrogant I am."

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