"The valley master has gone to Shatuo Ridge!"

News of Li Xuanfeng's battle immediately spread throughout Xuanfeng Valley, and in Xuanfeng Valley, many people spontaneously went to Shatu Ridge to help Ning Wuyou.

At the same time, Mo Guhuan, the lord of Bishui City, rushed to Shatu Ridge with a thousand defending troops. The people accompanied him were Mo Guhuan's second brother Mo Guxuan!

Moguwei, Moguxuan, Moguhuan, were made the three generals of the demon clan by the demon clan!

Everyone who has been in the Red Blood Wasteland for a longer time knows that the three generals of the Demon Clan are brothers, and the eldest brother Moguwei is the strongest and a master who is against the heavens. Moguxuan is second, while Moguhuan is the weakest.

However, even the weakest Mo Guhuan is one of the best among the high-level Wushu Sects!

Shatuo Ridge. Yellow sand is everywhere, and there is almost no moisture around it.

"Ah Huan, how about it? Are you sure that Ning Wuyou's Wuyou Sword Technique is not easy to deal with!" Moguxuan asked next to Moguhuan.

"Second brother, don't worry, with the eighth-level mysterious weapon in hand, facing Ning Wuyou, at least it can guarantee that I will be invincible. With the armor I tempered myself, it is simply a delusion to Ning Wuyou want to beat me!"

Mo Guhuan didn't know at this moment that Ning Wuyou already possessed an eighth-level mysterious weapon!

At this time, Ning Wuyou and Li Feng had also arrived at Shatuo Ridge.

Looking at the vast army of demons opposite, both of them frowned. Is it necessary to have so many people to come?

Ning Wuyoufei sneered in front of him, "Moguxuan, Moguhuan, I didn't expect you two to come together. Could it be that you want to come together?"

Ning Wuyou said this to everyone present, first force Mo Guhuan and Mo Guxuan to attack at the same time.

"Hmph!" Moguxuan snorted heavily: "To deal with garbage like you, it's enough to have my brother alone. I see if you lose in a while, how can you have the right to meet people!"

"Is that right?" A cunning smile appeared on the corner of Ning Wuyou's mouth. If this Mogushen did not take action, it would be much easier to do!

"Ning Wuyou, how about it? You still have time to admit defeat now. Don't lose too badly in front of everyone in a while, then it will be unfavorable!" Moguxuan reminded him with a 'kind intention'.

"Haha, is that?" Ning Wuyou smiled slightly: "Why don't we have some lottery, I wonder if you two dare?

The people from Xuanfeng Valley have also rushed to Shatu Ridge one after another. When they heard Ning Wuyou's words, they couldn't help but be a little surprised. They originally thought that Ning Wuyou was just fighting with the people of the demon clan, but now both sides are actually preparing to start a gambling!

The people from Xuanfeng Valley didn't know that Ning Wuyou's son had been captured by the demons.

Ning Wuyou actually had a plan in his mind. Since he was sure to win, he would bet with them, since he couldn't lose anyway.

"Do you want to bet with us?" Moguxuan and Moguhuan both frowned, and at the same time, the divine sense transmitted a voice to discuss.

"Let me tell me what you want to bet on?" Mo Guhuan still doesn't know that Ning Wuyou already has an eighth-level mysterious weapon, so he doesn't take Ning Wuyou seriously at all, just like Ning Wuyou's mentality. He is already sure to win, so there is no need to bet on big or small.

"Okay, if I win, within a radius of one million miles of this Bishui City, your demons will be released by all the human races locked up in Bishui City!" Speaking of this, Ning Wuyou looked at Li Feng with his eyes.

Li Feng smiled slightly, flew forward, and said to Moguxuan and Moguhuan: "If the Lord of Ning Wuyou Valley loses, he will let you deal with it!"

As he said that, a jade slip appeared in Li Feng's hand. He threw it casually. The jade slip passed an arc and fell into Moguxuan's hand. There was already a clause on this jade slip, that is, he won by vomiting Ning Wuyou, and Moguhuan had to let Ning Wuyou's son go.

"Master of Valley, no!"

"Yes, Valley Master, this is not fair!"

Li Feng had just finished talking about the bet, and the people who came to watch the battle in Xuanfeng Valley shouted in a mess. In the eyes of these people in Xuanfeng Valley, Ning Wuyou's bet was indeed a bit bigger.

"Hmph, we don't care about Ning Wuyou's life!" Moguxuan said coldly to Li Feng.

"Haha, if you think the bet is small, you can check this out!" Li Feng smiled faintly, and then threw a storage ring to Moguxuan.

Mogusian took the ring and swept it with his spiritual sense, and was stunned.

Inside the storage ring, there were actually two black stones.

"Eighth-level Medicine Mystery Stone!" Mo Guhuan recognized the things in the storage ring at a glance, but the storage ring was immediately taken back by Li Feng.

Mo Guhuan looked at Mo Guxuan's stupid appearance and couldn't help but send a message to him, "Second brother, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Moguhuan's voice, Moguxuan woke up from the shock, looked at Li Feng with complicated eyes, and said firmly: "Ah Huan, we have bet!"

"Second Brother?" Although Mo Guhuan had the determination to win, he could not make the decision if he involved such a big bet. This decision was entirely up to Mo Guxuan.

"Okay, Ning Wuyou, we've bet." Moguxuan's voice resounded throughout the audience, which means that if Ning Wuyou wins, those human races captured by the demons will be able to see the light of day again!

"Okay, happy!" Ning Wuyou's mouth showed a smile of a successful plan. He took three jade slips from Li Feng's hand, and then branded his soul mark on it.

After completing these steps, Ning Wuyou looked at Moguhuan with a playful look. Moguhuan: "Moguhuan, Moguhuan, it's your turn."

The two brothers Mogusan also immediately signed the soul contract.

"Okay, let's start!" Mo Guhuan flew to an empty field prepared in advance.

Ning Wuyou smiled and nodded at the people in Xuanfeng Valley, and flew towards the empty field.

A desert open space of dozens of miles in a radius naturally formed a natural battlefield.

A gust of wind blew, and a piece of yellow sand was raised. Ning Wuyou did not hold the eighth-level mysterious weapon in his hand, but a seventh-level mysterious weapon. These seventh-level mysterious weapons were originally nurtured by him.

"Hmph, Ning Wuyou, do you think you can beat me with just a seventh-level mysterious weapon?" Mo Guhuan looked at the sword in Ning Wuyou's hand with disdain.

"Haha, you have to try it out before you know," Ning Wuyou said, shaking his wrist gently, and a sword energy rushed straight to Mo Guhuan.

Mo Guhuan had a disdainful expression on her face, and she did not take action or dodge. The sword energy completely hit Mo Guhuan's body. The sword energy shot was set on the yellow sand all over the ground, stirring up a piece of yellow dust.

"Ning Wuyou, if you only have this level of attack, I can let you fight for a while before talking."

Moguhuan's sarcastic voice sounded in the yellow smoke.

Ning Wuyou's move was useless even for Wuyou's sword technique, just a casual move.

"Hmph, you guys take me a move to dance wildly."

The yellow sand gradually dissipated, but Mo Guhuan's people still did not show up. What everyone saw was a whirlwind. A few super martial sects could observe with their space magical powers. The center of the whirlwind was Mo Guhuan. The assassin was dancing his sword alone. Each sword swung, which would bring out a sword energy. Then the sword energy merged into the whirlwind. Mo Guhuan's movements were like lightning. With just a few breathing techniques, the whirlwind had gathered tens of thousands of sword energy.

"Go!" Mo Guhuan shouted loudly and withdrew from the whirlwind. Then the entire whirlwind mixed with tens of thousands of sword energy roared towards Ning Wuyou.

"Hmph, you can destroy me with the trick!" Ning Wuyou shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand brought up thousands of bright lights, directly dispersing the whirlwind. Even the tens of thousands of sword energy inside were washed away by that move, and nothing was left.

"Take another move!" Mo Guhuan seized the opportunity and began to attack wildly. Ning Wuyou held the sword and blocked it left and right, and was gradually at a disadvantage.

Moguxuan looked at the form on the field and the corners of his mouth began to rise slightly. The thousand demons strongmen even raised their momentum to the extreme and kept shouting: "The city lord will win."

The people in Xuanfeng Valley were different. Seeing Ning Wuyou losing step by step, they all looked dejected and listless.

"Wuyou Sword Skill: - Open the sky and split the earth!"

Suddenly, Ning Wuyou shouted loudly, and dozens of powerful sword energy rushed towards Mo Guhuan. Mo Guhuan smiled slightly and dodged. Occasionally, a sword energy hit him, but under the protection of his armor, he was not hurt at all.

"I finally used the Wuyou Sword Technique." Mo Guhuan said with a smile in his heart. Only by using the Wuyou Sword Technique could Ning Wuyou's true strength be considered.

"Wuyou Sword Art - Destroy the Sky!"

"What?" Mo Guhuan had seen the nine-style sword technique of Wuyou Sword Technique, but had never seen anything that destroyed the sky.

Before I could think too much, Mo Guhuan also used a relatively powerful move in his sword technique: "The Demon Swallows the World!"

The wind and sand on Shatuo Ridge became even stronger, and the yellow sand in the sky made it impossible to see everything in the field with the naked eye.

"Boom!" With a huge roar, Mo Guhuan's attack broke through the sword energy of Wuyou Sword Technique in one fell swoop, but it consumed very little and continued to roll towards Ning Wuyou.

"The Demon Sorrows the Nine Nethers!"

Mo Guhuan seemed to feel that his power was not enough, and based on the Demon Swallowing the World, he followed his strongest killer move.

Moguxuan looked at Moguhuan's performance next to him and nodded with satisfaction. In the duel, you must not leave a chance for the enemy. That is definitely not to be able to get along with him. In this regard, his younger brother did a good job.

"Hmph, we're finally here! Look at my Wuyou Sword Art - Wuji Wuyou!"

The eighth-level mysterious weapon appeared in Ning Wuyou's hand. He bulged the mysterious energy in his body, shouted loudly, and used the most powerful move of the Wuyou Sword Technique.

"What? Eighth-level mysterious weapon?" Moguxuan was watching the battle, and Ning Wuyou saw all his actions. The seventh-level mysterious weapon disappeared, and the sword he replaced was at least an eighth-level mysterious weapon!
Chapter completed!