Everything starts with martial arts

"Then I can only defeat you."

Lin Mu's palm suddenly protruded, and the void behind him shattered, and an ancient figure wandered out of the void.

"The Great Desolate Prisoner Heavenly Hand."

A deep shout came from Lin Mu's mouth, the palm of his hand was pressed down suddenly, and a huge ancient palm print suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then went to suppress Wang Yan below.

Wang Yan looked up at the palm prints roaring down from the sky, a solemn color flashed across his eyes, the lightning-like change of ten fingers, and an astonishing wave swept from his body.

"The Emperor Sutra, the Emperor Bell!"

The power of the heavens and the earth gathered in Wang Yan's body with a crazy sign, and combined with the majestic power of his body, it condensed into a giant ancient clock.

clang!

The giant palm blasted fiercely on the ancient giant clock, and the resounding sound of the bell resounded between the world and the earth. The surrounding boulders that had cracked open were directly shaken into powder, and the violent wind swept across. Open.

Cracks broke out on the giant clock, and finally burst open with a bang.

"It seems to underestimate him."

Seeing Wang Yan still standing on the competition platform, Lin Mu said lightly, he just wanted to defeat Wang Yan, not to kill him. He spared no effort when he shot, but he underestimated Wang Yan's resilience. Wang Yan took his hand down.

Although Wang Yan caught Lin Mu's move, the situation was not so good. Under the impact of the powerful palm, he was already seriously injured.

"Senior Brother Wang Yan will be fine, right?" Ying Huanhuan said with some worry.

"Don't worry, Lin Mu has a sense of measure, but Senior Brother Wang Yan is too paranoid. He knows he can't beat him, so he still doesn't admit defeat." Ying Xiaoxiao sighed.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Yan suddenly sat on the ground, with an extremely strange seal with his hands.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted from Wang Yan's mouth, forming a blood mass, which fell on the weird seal, and suddenly a more weird breath emanated from his body.

Suddenly, a black mist formed around it again, like a storm.

Darkness soon filled half of the sky, and an extremely astonishing fierce air faintly radiated from it.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Ying Xiaoxiao asked in shock. This is not Daozong's martial arts. I have never seen Wang Yan use it before. It is only possible that Wang Yan learned it when he was out in these years.

Wang Yan's handprints continued to change, and the black fog began to quickly condense, and then a huge fuzzy shadow was formed. Among the black shadows, a monstrous evil spirit swept away, making the world between The temperature dropped suddenly.

"What a powerful martial arts, it seems that Wang Yan has had an adventure these years. The fluctuation of this martial arts is comparable to that of the Emperor." Qi Lei said solemnly.

"Looking at this posture, what Wang Yan cultivated should be the Black Demon Mirror, and the one who created it was a ruthless man from ancient times, known as the Black Demon." Ying Xuanzi said lightly, and at a glance he could see the details of Wang Yanwu's studies.

"Unexpectedly, Wang Yan could obtain the martial arts of the Black Demon." Chen Zhen sighed. To inherit such a ruthless man's martial arts, he must be a ruthless talent.

"Fortunately, Lin Mu, with the strength of the girl who smiled, absolutely couldn't stop this move." Qi Lei said.

"call."

An air mass glowing with black light slowly spit out from Wang Yan's mouth, and his already pale face became even more pale. Using this kind of martial arts was very costly for him.

"This is my strongest blow. If you can block it, I will give up."

Wang Yan looked at Lin Mu in the sky and said in a hoarse voice.

"Black Demon Mirror, the Dark Demon is here!"

The monstrous black light crazily poured into the huge black shadow, and then at the position of the black shadow's face, two scarlet lights emerged, like a pair of blood eyes, suddenly, the evil spirits suddenly skyrocketed.

Wang Yan's palm came out, facing Lin Mu, and suddenly shook it.

At the moment he grasped it, the two scarlet eyes of Sombra directly locked Lin Mu, and the violent energy gathered to form a barrier, blocking all of Lin Mu's retreat.

Then the huge black shadow stepped out one step and took a picture with one palm.

"Wild sword!"

Lin Mu looked at the giant palm that whizzed down, his expression did not change in the slightest, and a golden long knife was condensed with both hands. There were cracks on the blade, exuding a desolate breath.

"cut!"

A knife smashed out, and the majestic vitality gushed out, and it instantly condensed into a giant tens of feet long, and it slammed into the black palm.

The big knife slashed on the giant palm, and surprisingly no loud noise came out. At the moment of contact, both of them erode crazily, trying to obliterate each other.

Terrible energy fluctuations spread wildly in the sky, and the space at the junction showed a sense of distortion.

"It's time to end." Lin Mu said lightly, and then above the sword, barren aura gushed out frantically, the original evenly matched situation was instantly broken.

The giant palm collapsed, and the black energy spread out in a circle, setting off a strong storm in the air.

"Scatter!"

Lin Mu spit out between his mouth and waved his palm. An invisible force instantly smashed the strong storm away. The golden sword did not continue to slash, but turned into vitality and dissipated in the world.

Everything returned to calm, Lin Mu looked towards the competition platform below, Wang Yan half kneeling on the ground, let alone fighting, it was very difficult to maintain his figure.

"I lost!"

Wang Yan said with difficulty, and then fainted.

Qi Lei flew down and landed beside Wang Yan. He checked for Wang Yan and found that there was no major problem, so he felt relieved and handed Wang Yan to the two disciples of the temple to take care of him.

"In this competition, Lin Mu won!"

Qi Lei announced loudly, smiling at Lin Mu in the air. Although he could not see Lin Mu's realm, the strength that Lin Mu had just demonstrated was definitely not something that Nirvana could possess.

"Finally won, I hope Senior Brother Wang Yan can open the knot as soon as possible." Ying Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"The gap between me and him is getting bigger and bigger." Ying Xiaoxiao gave a wry smile.

The next competition was between Lin Dong and Hong Dian's Mu Li. No surprise, Lin Dong won.

"This last decisive battle turned into a civil war for the disciples of Huangdian, and Huangdian has shown the limelight this year." Qi Lei smiled at Chenzhen, slightly sad.

"Our Desolate Palace has been at the bottom for so many years, can't we still be successful?" Chen Zhen smiled, his eyes full of triumph, and this time he finally exaggerated.

"Start the final decisive battle." Ying Xuanzi said lightly.

Qi Lei nodded slightly, and then flew to the competition platform, saying: "The last game, the Wild Palace Lin Mu, the battle, the Wild Palace Lin moves."

"Brother, you have to be merciful." Lin Dong smiled.

"I will suppress the realm just like you. Let's play a good fight." Lin Mu smiled. Between the two brothers, there has been no official fight for a long time.