"war!"

Wanyan Aruo rushed forward directly.

Holding a sharp blade, he fought fiercely with Wu Tu.

Wu Tumeng's cultivation at this time was only a ninth-level half-saint.

So Wanyan Aruo actually had the upper hand during the fight.

In a certain aspect, Wanyan Aruo's talent is actually stronger than Wu Tumeng.

If there was a fight at the same level, Wanyan Aruo would win.

It's a pity that Wu Tu Meng's cultivation level is too high.

Wanyan Aruo can't win.

Ling Xiao sighed.

Seeing how happy everyone in my brother's lineage was, I felt really embarrassed to disturb them.

But in this battle, they are destined to be disappointed.

"Wutu Meng, you can't defeat me without real strength!"

Wanyan Aruo said.

"Haha, okay! But real strength is not necessary.

I can defeat you with only 50% of my strength!"

Wu Tu smiled fiercely.

Suddenly a terrifying aura erupted.

"saint!"

"He is actually a saint!"

"It's so difficult. It turns out Wu Tu Meng is already a saint!"

"First-order Void Saint?"

"No, he said he only has 50% strength, so he must be stronger than the first-order Void Saint!"

Countless people started talking.

All the strong men from the elder brother's lineage and younger brother's lineage stood up.

Shocked.

But one side is excited.

One side is desperate.

"Definitely win!

Xu Sheng, who can win?"

The strong man of my brother's lineage laughed.

Even they didn't expect that Wu Tu Meng could be so terrifying.

This battle has no suspense at all.

Even the warriors of my younger brother's lineage think so.

Fortunately, they thought there was hope just now.

It turned out to be just their wishful thinking.

There is no hope at all.

There is no hope at all.

Some are just desperate.

Void Saint!

Who can win?

What's more, this is not all Wu Tu Meng's strength.

"how come!"

Wanyan Aruo's face looked ugly.

Wu Tu Meng is actually a first-order virtual saint?

And this is not all the strength?

What does she win with?

Both of them are emperors.

Maybe her qualifications can be a little higher, but not by much.

Such a terrifying difference in cultivation level.

To win is simply as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Wanyan burst into laughter: "Wanyan Aruo, just admit defeat.

There is no need to continue.

You can't win.

A fierce black earth can penetrate all of you!"

He began to feel happy about his choice.

There was no problem in choosing to support the Wutu tribe and turning against Ling Xiao.

He got it right.

Otherwise, he might have to face such an enemy now.

Although Ling Xiao's strength is not weak, there is no comparison with Wu Tu Meng.

Originally, he still regretted offending Ling Xiao before.

But now I really don’t regret it at all.

Ling Xiao cannot affect the overall situation.

"There's no suspense anymore!"

"Yes, my brother's lineage is going to win."

Everyone watching the battle also had the same view.

Originally, Ling Xiao's appearance made people feel that there was still some suspense.

Now it seems that this suspense is nothing more than illusion.

"Aruo, do you want to continue?"

On the stage, Wu Tumeng looked at Wanyan Aruodao indifferently.

"Of course, even if you are seriously injured, you will have to pay some price."

Wanyan Aruo has not completely given up yet.

She wanted to use her own ability to injure Wu Tu Meng.

In this way, it will be easier for Ling Xiao to meet Wu Tu Meng later.

"Since you are so stubborn.

Then I won't let you get hurt.

Sorry.

I'll let you understand.

There is a huge difference between a true saint and a half-saint."

Wu Tu sneered fiercely.

He felt that Wanyan Aruo was a little ignorant.

If it weren't for Wanyan Aruo's special status, he would really want to kill him.

boom!

With just one blow, Wanyan Aruo was knocked away.

He almost fell off the stage.

He was vomiting blood and looked a little embarrassed.

"Damn it, what a huge gap."
To be continued...