C38

On the battlefield, the expert and Li Muyue stood facing each other. He was uneasy as his eyes frequently swept across the sacrificial altar. He knew that if the Eighth Prince hadn't appeared, he might have fallen today.

Li Muyue did not speak, so no one knew what she was thinking.

Some people guessed that Li Muyue was afraid of throwing at the rat, and wanted to let that person go. After all, the one standing behind him was the Eighth Prince, a member of the old Eighth Party.

Hong Yu was also afraid. He felt that Li Muyue was very intelligent and someone else wouldn't be able to figure it out, so even if she blocked this person, it didn't mean that she would be willing to risk offending Old Eighth and help him get rid of that expert.

As he thought of this, his gaze landed on Old Eighth, who was on the altar. Fury raged in his heart, as well as a strong killing intent.

After that, when Old 28 fell, he once again completely messed up the entire situation. The Lord of the Nine Peaks had broken out into a chaotic battle, and he had encountered many life and death crises, not without the help of Old Eight.

It could be said that Ol 'Eight had always been hostile towards him. During the Martial Competition, five of the Peak Masters were experts from the Ol' Eight's faction. Obviously, Ol 'Eight already had the intent to kill him.

Moreover, he suspected that the eighth brother was not only trying to kill him, but was also plotting something even more sinister.

The plot of the Dragon Elephant had been exposed, but he was not flustered nor did he explain. He stood on the altar with his hands behind his back, like a buddhist god picking up flowers, with a kind face.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, as if he had noticed Hong Yu's gaze. He stared at Hong Yu, and while his mouth was silent, his lips were gently moving:

"Don't be complacent, idiot. He's an ant-like existence!"

Hong Yu understood the form of the mouth. This was a word spoken from the lips, and Old Eighth did not conceal his disdain towards him.

He did not say anything either and silently sneered. He retaliated with a domineering air, "At the same level, killing you is like killing a dog!"

"Humph!"

A cold snort exploded in Hong Yu's ears like a thunderous roar. It was deafening and it shook his vital energy and blood to the point where he wanted to vomit.

It was actually Hong Long Xiang who gathered all the sound lines and transmitted them over. He understood Hong Yu's words and used a cold snort to express his murderous intent.

Even Hong Yu knew that the difference in realms between the two of them was too great, like a natural chasm. If they were to truly fight, Hong Yu guessed that he would not even be able to resist a finger of the eighth brother. If the eighth brother wanted to crush him to death, the difference in realm was no more difficult than crushing an ant.

However, Hong Yu was not afraid, he had trillions of golden lances, and right now, he even obtained the stop talisman. However, Hong Yu was not afraid, because he had trillions of golden lances, and right now he even had the stop talisman, and he could unearth the mysteries within it, and cultivate at a thousand miles per day.

The only difference between the two was time!

Hong Yu suffered a loss in his heart, but he did not say anything. He gradually calmed his breathing and shifted his gaze.

"All of you, quickly take a look!" Someone screamed, instantly attracting the attention of countless onlookers.

It was Li Muyue!

She moved, waving the banner in her hand and strode directly towards that expert, immediately attracting the attention of the crowd.

"Those who block me, die!"

After a brief exchange of words, he had already learned that there was no way the two sides could deal with each other. He immediately became ruthless, and with a single step, his tower-like figure flew out, causing the earth to tremble. Combined with his bloodied body, he was like a bloodthirsty beast.

Faced with this person's charge, Li Muyue did not panic. Her entire body crazily shook like a spiral, and she waved the flag in her hand, sweeping through the air and shooting out a terrifying hurricane.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the expert was hit by the hurricane. His mountain-like body also turned into a broken kite and flew backwards. It was as if his body was torn into pieces by several big hands. Fresh blood rained down from the sky.

"In one move... "Just kill that guy …"

"Li Muyue is definitely an expert of the same level as the Silver Armored War God. She even wields the Iron Blood Battle Flag, which can instantly kill the Silver Armored War God and Hong Yu."

Countless people were dumbstruck. They were so scared that they trembled like a sieve.

They saw Li Muyue tear apart that expert from the Eighth Brother's gang with a single move. She stood in the midst of a bloody storm, like a goddess.

Who was not afraid of this method?

"Li Muyue is really amazing!"

He knew that Li Muyue was not simple, that she was well-hidden, and that she was not worse than the Silver Armored War God. Furthermore, she had the Iron Blood War Flag in her hands, and her fighting strength had increased by a few folds, which was extremely terrifying.

"It seems that I am not destined for the champion of this year's Martial Arts Competition. He must be Li Mu Yue's champion." After Hong Yu's analysis, he came to a conclusion.

He only saw Li Muyue make a move and he knew that there was still some distance between him and this woman. Unless he used all his trump cards and used the image of the golden spear, he would not be this woman's match.

Even though Li Muyue had just stepped into the Spirit realm, she gave Hong Yu an extremely terrifying feeling. He faintly felt that this girl was not inferior to Jiang Liushuo, that her methods were extremely powerful and had deep roots. She was definitely not something an ordinary warrior in the Spirit realm could compare to.

He did not want to compete with Li Muyue. The Great Heavenly Emperor doted on this woman, so offending her was not a wise choice.

Furthermore, before Li Muyue's Martial Arts Competition, she had helped him to back out 28 years ago, and now she had even killed that 'remaining' villain. She had already helped him twice already, so if the two of them were to argue again, it would be unjustifiable.

However, he was not dejected at all. In this competition, not only had he killed twenty-eight people, defeated many experts, and tempered his spirit during battles, but he had also obtained the True Martial Seal. He had clearly understood the mysterious nature of the 'Overcoming Spear' talisman, and displayed his strength and power.

"Unfortunately, I can't keep my promise with the Silver Armored War God. Hong Yu let out a faint sigh. He looked in the direction of the Silver Armored War God and felt that it was a pity. He had an agreement with the Silver Armored War God that no matter who won the championship, they would look for healing pills to treat the Duke of Dragon and Crane.

Li Muyue held the Iron Blood Banner, and at this moment, she did not look like a noble daughter of a king, but more like a war god that had stepped out of hell.

"Da!"

"Clatter!"

She moved, her lotus steps light, her Rose Battle Boots firmly stepping on the ground, letting out a crisp sound.

Everyone's gazes moved along with her footsteps.

"Look!" Li Muyue began walking towards the Silver Armored War God! " Someone screamed. They had already guessed her goal. She was determined to kill the Silver Armored War God and Hong Yu and win first place in the Martial Competition.

"NO!" The Silver Armored War God was already severely injured. How could he possibly defend against Princess Mu Yue when he was at the end of his tether? " A woman was lamenting. She was the adoring admirer of the silver-armored war god. As she watched the changes in the battlefield, her eyes were filled with despair.

Not far away, the Silver Armored War God sat sideways on the ground. His chest rose and fell as he panted heavily. His silver armor was stained with blood and his aura was weak. His strength was greatly reduced.

Li Muyue, on the other hand, was incomparably powerful. Holding the Iron Blood War Flag in her hand, she closed in step by step like a war god.

Everyone knew that if Li Muyue attacked at this moment, the Silver Armored War God would surely perish.

"No!" We can't just sit by and do nothing. " Seeing the situation, Hong Yu also became anxious. He immediately used the Golden Spear Art and rushed out like lightning, blocking in front of the Silver Armored War God.

Although Hong Yu didn't want to become enemies with Li Muyue, he would absolutely not allow the Silver Armored War God to fall in front of him.

Although he had fought with the Silver Armored War God before, he still felt a sense of camaraderie. He truly admired the arrogant character of the Silver Armored War God. In his eyes, the Silver Armored War God was already a friend and not an enemy.

In addition, the two of them had even agreed that they would join hands and kill the enemy together.

In terms of emotion and logic, even if Li Muyue wanted to make a move, he wouldn't stand idly by the side and watch.

"Princess Mu Yue …"

Hong Yu looked at Li Muyue's approaching figure and was about to say something when he was interrupted.

It was the Silver Armored War God.

He actually slowly stood up from the ground and leaned against Hong Yu as he looked at Li Muyue. A trace of a smile actually appeared on his face, as if he was very familiar with her: "Mu Yue, I'm sorry for making you laugh."

"Long Hetian, I didn't expect you to be like this." Li Muyue looked at the silver-armored war god and smiled, but there was no killing intent in her smile. Instead, it was as if she had met a familiar face, and there was even a hint of ridicule in her tone.

The two of them knew each other from the start?

Old acquaintance?

Many people felt as if tens of thousands of horses were galloping over their heads.

"This is unbelievable! Princess Mu Yue is actually a good friend of the Silver Armored War God?" "The battle that we had agreed on has actually turned into a casual conversation between old friends …" Some people exclaimed in admiration, feeling greatly taken aback. It was inconceivable.

"Yeah, it's fortunate that Hong Yu is so nervous. He wants to rush forward to help the Silver Armored War God out of his predicament." However, we can also see that Hong Yu is not an ungrateful person. In his heart, he has long considered the Silver Armored War God as a friend! " Hong Yu's supporters also jumped out.

The twelve kings each command their own army, stationed in different places to protect the great Hong. The Silver Armored War God is the son of the Duke of Dragon and Crane, and Li Mu Yue is the direct descendant of the Marquis of Iron Blood. Both of them were descendants of the Twelfth Marquis. There were nobles on the altar, analyzing the situation rationally.

"How domineering! Long Hetian. Was this the name of the Silver Armored War God? His surname is Long, which means that the Silver Armored War God may have also awakened his Divine Dragon Bloodline. When his Divine Dragon Bloodline and Immortal Crane Bloodline grow stronger in the future, who would be able to defeat him? "

"..."

Seeing the two of them teasing each other, Hong Yu couldn't help but be shocked and feel incredulous. "You two are actually old acquaintances?"