Saiyan's Journey To Another World

pavilion.

Vegito, Mo Yunchuan, and Li Tianxing looked at Mo Xiaoyao with suppressed smiles, their bodies trembling while laughing.

The latter had a bruised nose and a swollen face, his elegant and elegant hair was curled up by the flames, and half of his clothes were burnt black, as embarrassing as he could be.

If he provoked Yan Jiuling on weekdays, Mo Xiaoyao naturally ran as far as he could, but now it was during the competition, where else could he go in the small pavilion, and he knew he was wronged, and he couldn't really fight back .

In the end, he was beaten so hard that Yan Jiuling was exhausted.

"Hahahahaha!!!" Vegito couldn't help it anymore, he burst out laughing, pointed at Mo Xiaoyao and said, "Why do you think you're messing with her?"

"Miss Jiuling is touching me lovingly, what do you know, go and go!" Mo Xiaoyao glanced at Yan Jiuling who was adjusting his breath not far away, touched the wound and took a breath, Hard-spoken.

"Tch, just pretend. In two days, there will be a woman named Mo Xian'er who will come to settle accounts with you. After you get beaten up, you can tell her this in person and see how she reacts." Vegito Make up the knife.

From the bottom of my heart, Mo Xiaoyao's way of pursuing beautiful women is too low-grade. Although it can indeed leave a deep impression on the other party, the impression must not be much better.

In the previous life, those big magicians who picked up girls, Xiaoyao, could learn every move and a half, so they wouldn't be like this.

Mo Xiaoyao couldn't help shivering when he heard the words, recalling that Mo Xian'er almost slapped his handsome face last time, this slap will really fall on his face in a few days.

But it didn't take long for him to worry about being drawn to the battle stage for the second round of competition. Vegito, Mo Yunchuan, and Li Tianxing also entered the battle stage in turn, and they naturally won.

The second round was completely over, and there were only twenty-five people left in the pavilion.

Vegito looked at the contestants around him, all of them were introverted, and they seemed to be no different from ordinary mortals, only when they were fighting would they feel palpitating like a volcanic eruption.

"It's not easy." Vegito muttered, the background of the demon clan is really not covered, the arrogance is like a cloud, and anyone here is a leader who leads the younger generation.

The level of the martial arts contest held by Ye Feng City back then was probably not even one percent of this, otherwise he would not have been able to push it almost all the way to the end.

Now, Mo Zi didn't participate, and Mo Lietian was slaughtered by him in advance. The only life-and-death genius here is Mo Zhenyu, Mo Fengyuan and a life-and-death second-level early-stage genius called Mo Zhongtian are his strong enemies, and the rest are not to be feared. .

And his full strength is in the late stage of the second level of life and death. He will not use Great Ape anymore. At about the same time, Great Ape is the sharp weapon to reverse the outcome.

After a three-day rest, the third round begins. Because there are 25 players, the opponent of the last player is selected from the previous winners and then competes. If you are unlucky, you will be drawn when you are exhausted. , the possibility of failure is high.

Vegito was the second to play, and his opponent was the holy godson of Kaiyang Sacred Cult, Mo Ziheng, who was in the Ninth Layer of Profound Realm Dzogchen.

Not only is she strong in the battle of sequences, but she is also very popular. After all, the 108 rounds of halo are behind her, forcing Graman to attract attention and win the hearts of a group of little fans.

There was no extra nonsense, and the two sides did not communicate too much, and they fought together directly after the announcement of the start.

Mo Ziheng's whole body was shrouded in holy radiance, and the 108 rounds of halo behind him were like the scorching sun across the sky, blooming with endless splendor, and the one-handed Sun Opening Sacred Art was used with great proficiency, and the dense mana halo intertwined into a net and continuously bombarded Vegito.

Vegito was too lazy to entangle with him, Kaio-ken opened eight times, with great momentum, opened and closed, and rushed towards him recklessly, the attacks along the way were smashed by his palms.

Tell him clearly that the level is higher than you, the health bar is thicker than you, and the magic resistance is full, what can you do to me if you come all the way! ?

On the huge battle arena, everyone only saw that Mo Ziheng was forced to fight and retreat by Vegito's rogue style of play. What was even more exasperating was that Vegito took every attack from him, with a shallow smile drawn at the corner of his mouth. Laughing is like saying that your attack is not painful at all.

"Mo Ziheng is about to fail now. The real strength of the other party is the late stage of the second level of life and death, far overwhelming him."

"That's right, except for Mozhen Prison, Mo Fengyuan and Mo Zhongtian can suppress him, and the others have no power to fight back when they encounter him."

People in the audience were discussing, not very optimistic about Mo Ziheng's victory.

Vegito shattered the sudden halo with one punch, held the dazzling gas bullet in his hand, and threw it towards Mo Ziheng, with a whoosh, across the sky.

Feeling the threat of this blow, Mo Ziheng did not dare to be careless. The power of the 108 rounds of halo was urged to the extreme, and he quickly rotated and accumulated power to shoot out a bright beam of light.

However, his attack was feeble in the face of absolute strength, and the air bullet thrown by Vegito crushed the light beam like a powerful punching machine.

Mo Ziheng gritted his teeth, Kaiyang Shengjue operated to the extreme, the holy light almost covered half of the sky, and the powerful magic power was continuously output to wear down the power of the air bomb.

"It's useless."

Vegito intends to end the fight, no matter how he fights, he will win, so there is no need to waste time, he sticks out his palms, and in an instant, a ball of light the size of a charged ball jumps in the palm of his hand.

Big Bang Attack!

Without any hesitation, Vegito launched directly, the speed of the ball of light was astonishingly fast, and it smashed into Mo Ziheng with the air bomb.

It was too late when the latter reacted.

Boom! ! !

The battle platform trembled violently, a huge mushroom cloud rose, and the sound of explosions resounded in my ears.

The faces of the elders and disciples in the Kaiyang Sacred Cult who came to watch the battle suddenly changed. With such a powerful move, Mo Ziheng wouldn't be blown up to ashes.

The people watching the battle in the audience also became nervous. Killing is not taboo in the battle of sequence, and it is unlucky to die, but that is for ordinary monks. The death of a demon genius like Mo Ziheng is the loss of the demon tribe.

If you really want to die, you have to die at the hands of your own people, what's the matter if you die at the hands of outsiders.

Vegito exited the Kaio-ken form, let out a breath, and subconsciously wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

The gunpowder smoke dissipated, the whole body was pitch black, and the scarred Mo Ziheng fell to the ground.

Vegito has never killed anyone since the official start of the Sequential War. For him, it was just a contest. There was no real deep hatred between the two sides, and it was far from the point of killing the grass.

What's more, there is a background behind those Tianjiao, and if they kill too much, they will attract public anger. At that time, the Demon God Palace behind Mo Yunchuan will not be able to protect themselves. Proper.

Since Mo Ziheng was blown to death and could not say surrender, Vegito had no choice but to push Mo Ziheng off the stage to declare his victory.

After getting off the stage, Vegito went back to the pavilion and continued to chat with Mo Yunchuan and the others, watching other players compete on stage.

During this period, Mo Yunchuan and Mo Xiaoyao took a little effort to deal with the enemy.

When it was Yan Jiuling's turn, Mo Tingyun, who was ranked tenth in the last magic ranking, was selected by drawing. His strength was astonishing.

Yan Jiuling has not yet reached the peak of the Profound Realm, and the other party is a heir of a great religion, even if there is such a strange fire in the world as Fenghuo, it is gradually suppressed and finally defeated.

However, Yan Jiuling was not discouraged. She had never experienced any kind of tempering until now, and her Dao heart had long been indomitable. She believed that she could definitely beat the opponent in the same realm, and she lost because the opponent had practiced for a few years earlier.

Soon, several rounds passed. Just when Vegito and the others were wondering why it was not Li Tianxing's turn, they were chosen by chance, and his opponent... was actually Mo Fengyuan !

Mo Fengyuan leaned against the wall pillar, and when he heard that it was time for him to take the stage, he threw a cruel smile at Li Tianxing, and whispered when passing by him: "Don't come up and admit defeat, outsiders."

After speaking, he laughed and left the pavilion, and stepped onto the battlefield.

Li Tianxing's face was livid, his fists were clenched tightly, and he was very angry.

"Don't be impulsive." Vegito frowned.

Facing an enemy of that level, there is absolutely no suspense about the outcome. Surrender is the safest and safest way.

The opponent's clumsy provocative method to stimulate Li Tianxing is equivalent to hanging a foot on his dignity. If he really goes on the court, he will surrender. The dusty Dao heart will not be good for his future practice, and he may have a demon, but at least Will not die on the battlefield.

"Suggest your friends to surrender. Anyway, it will be more or less ominous. Mo Fengyuan will never show mercy to outsiders."

A voice came from the side.

Vegito looked at the source of the voice, and there was a handsome and handsome man sitting there, it was Mo Tingyun who defeated Yan Jiuling earlier.

"Why remind us." Vegito remembered that his side didn't seem to have much intersection with the other party.

"It's just because you didn't massacre my demon clan's arrogance, I'll listen to you." Mo Tingyun said lightly, playing with the exquisite jade cup in his hand.

"There are no cowards in my Tianpeng family." Li Tianxing glanced at him, ignored the advice, and walked straight out.

Vegito has a saying that he agrees with, even if you can't beat it, you have to leave a few holes in the enemy.

He surrendered before a fight, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Under the gaze of all the people, Li Tianxing stepped onto the battlefield and faced Mo Fengyuan head-on.

Yan Jiuling in the audience was a little surprised to see this scene. She knew Li Tianxing's strength, and she was probably on the same level as her. She didn't have Vegito's sky-defying combat power, and she was completely beaten.

"This guy really dares to fight." Yan Jiuling whispered.

"Lord Mo Fengyuan, you must take good care of him and let him see how powerful I am, the genius of the demon clan!!"

"Kill him! When I was in the ancient temple demon forest, I saw with my own eyes that the three outsiders beheaded and killed many members of our demon clan, blood debt blood!"

Some Mozu people looked excited and shouted vigorously.

From the ancient temple demon forest to the present, the younger generation of their demon clan was almost pushed all the way in the hands of Vegito. on the strong.

"Noisy." Yan Jiuling snorted coldly, her beautiful eyes were icy cold, and a few extremely tiny flames from her fingertips sneaked into the speaker's body, burning their physical body and spiritual consciousness wantonly.

A body with painful death fell down, causing panic in a small area, but with the start of the battle between Mo Fengyuan and Li Tianxing, everyone's eyes were attracted, and the strange situation here disappeared for a while. People noticed that Yan Jiuling quietly changed the venue to watch the battle just to be on the safe side.

on the battlefield.

Li Tianxing showed half of Tianpeng's real body, wearing Tianpeng's armor and holding Tianpeng's giant sword, without hiding his clumsiness, his combat power was directly raised to the peak, and he was ready for battle.

"Aren't you going to attack?" Mo Fengyuan walked towards Li Tianxing step by step with contempt on his face, oppressing his psychological defense line.

puff~puff~

Li Tianxing's heart was beating violently, and his breathing intensified.

Suddenly, he let out an angry roar as if to embolden himself, and used Tianpeng's extreme speed to disappear in place in a stream of light. At this speed, it is difficult for the ordinary second-level heavenly experts in the life and death realm to catch his whereabouts.

Moving at a high speed, he moved around Mofengyuan, confusing his vision.

At a certain moment, Li Tianxing appeared in body form, holding a sword and stabbing at the back of Mo Fengyuan's head, the sword intent stirred the void, and the air was filled with murderous aura.

Snapped!

The back of Mo Fengyuan's head seemed to have eyes, and his two fingers clamped the giant sword with precision, no matter how hard Li Tianxing tried, he couldn't pull it out.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Fengyuan grabbed the huge sword and wanted to smash it to the hard ground with both the sword and the man.

Under the crisis, Li Tianxing's mana exploded, Tianpeng's blade was dyed with golden brilliance, but the sharp sword's light cut Mo Fengyuan's palm, but it couldn't make any waves like a rock sinking into the sea.

Boom! ! !

Li Tianxing's body was hit hard on the ground, and he felt that his whole body was about to explode, and his bones were rattling.

It was another heavy blow, and Li Tianxing reluctantly let go of the hand holding the sword under the pain, and retreated back to separate himself from Mo Fengyuan.

Whoosh!

Almost at the same time as he retreated, a flying sword pierced through the void and stabbed between his eyebrows.

A strong instinct drove Li Tianxing to turn his head to avoid the slaying sword in an instant. Even so, a gash was cut on his face by the flying sword, and blood flowed out. When he looked closely, it was his Tianpeng giant sword.

When he turned his head, Mo Fengyuan appeared in front of him like a ghost before he calmed down his fear, and he couldn't avoid it with his burly palm.

With a dull bang, Li Tianxing's head was firmly imprisoned by Mo Fengyuan's big hands, his figure was out of control, and his head plowed heavily towards the ground, leaving a deep ravine.

Mo Fengyuan threw Li Tianxing in the air, and his fist as heavy as a mountain bombarded his abdomen from above. The powerful shock wave penetrated Li Tianxing's body and penetrated the ground, raging in all directions.

Li Tianxing was severely injured, he vomited blood, his mind was a little blurred, he stretched out his hand with difficulty and grabbed the giant sword of Tianpeng.

In the distance, Tianpeng's giant sword buzzed, sensing the master's call soaring up into the sky, it was about to return to Li Tianxing's hands.

But he was intercepted by a big hand halfway, no matter how much Tianpeng's giant sword struggled, it was useless.

"Tell me, how would it feel to be hurt by your own sword?" Mo Fengyuan smiled cruelly, stepped on Li Tianxing's chest with one foot, and aimed the sword at his left palm to stab.

Pooh!

The flesh and blood were pierced, and a heart-wrenching sensation came.

Li Tianxing's face was pale, his body trembled, and he tried his best not to let himself cry out.

"You can call out if it hurts." Mo Fengyuan aimed his sword, remembering the scene of Tianpeng swinging in front of him with extreme speed before Li Tianxing, and said to himself: "Just stab here."

Pooh!

His left leg was pierced, and half of his body was covered in blood. Feeling the violent reaction of Li Tianxing under his feet, Mo Fengyuan said slowly: "Don't move, you still have one leg."

After speaking, he stabbed at his right leg again.

Pooh!

Mo Fengyuan shook the bloody Tianpeng giant sword in front of Li Tianxing's eyes, and said with a light smile, "It must be very painful."

After waiting for a while, there was still no scream from Li Tianxing, Mo Fengyuan's patience was gradually exhausted by the other party's stubborn appearance, and a tyrannical and gloomy expression climbed onto his cheeks.

"I don't know what to do, I will send you on your way."

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