Looking at the martial arts competition platforms projected by the light curtain, when the eyes of many external forces projected onto the martial arts competition platforms where long Bufan and Wu mo of the Wu clan were located, they all had a hot face, and their eyes even flashed the light of expectation.


    Although other contestants from Biwu platform are fighting fiercely at this time, only long Bufan is quiet here, but they feel that this is a more interesting competition.


    "Is that Wu Moying of the Wu clan?"


    "Hehe, the people of the Wu clan have always been the Dragon without tail. In order to keep their identity secret, they didn''t participate in any sectarian competition in the past. Unexpectedly, this hundred sectarian war was an exception. It''s really incredible."


    "What''s strange about this? In the past hundred sects war, each sect sent 100 disciples to fight. Of course, the people of the Wu clan won''t participate, but this session is different. Just send one of the best disciples. The Wu clan will naturally choose to participate."


    "Yes, tut Tut, a dark horse killed from a low-level sect and the best assassin of the Wu clan. It''s hard to guess who wins or loses when they meet. It''s really interesting."


    "Yes, it is said that Wu Moying once assassinated the seven strong men in Shenhai territory. His assassination skills are very excellent. However, the boy of lingxuanwu mansion is obviously not a fuel-saving lamp. He killed Lu Zifeng of Yue xiangzong in the first round of martial arts competition. His strength is not weak."


    While many external forces are talking loudly, the martial arts competition platform where long Bufan and Wu Moying are located has no smell of hostile gunpowder at all. Their conversation tone seems to be like an old friend they haven''t seen for a long time.


    Long Bufan even explained to Wu Moying his knowledge of physical laws in his previous life and the 21st century, so as to better achieve the effect of stealth attack.


    Under this novel theoretical knowledge, Wu Moying felt suddenly enlightened in her mind, as if she had opened another innovative road of martial arts for her original inherent way of stabbing.


    "Long Bufan, you are indeed a friend worthy of deep friendship, but now your positions are different. I will not show mercy for the honor of the clan." Wu Moying said coldly, maintaining the due style of an assassin. At the bottom of his heart, he sighed. In the depths of his eyes, there is a lasting charm of knowing each other late.


    However, the words to let long Bufan take the initiative to admit defeat and demote have never been said. He knows that as a martial arts practitioner, the most precious thing is dignity. Moreover, the highest standard baizong battle platform does not represent an individual, but the glory of the whole sect behind it.


    "Well, I won''t be merciful." long Bufan also gradually converged his smile, slowly became dignified, and fought with the assassin head-on. This is his first time, and I don''t know what strange moves he will have.


    All of a sudden, biwutai fell into a short silence. In a faint way, there was a cold murderous spirit, which quietly filled the air and opened.


    At the moment when the murderous spirit spread, Wu Moying''s body suddenly moved, and then mysteriously disappeared in the martial arts competition platform.


    Seeing Wu Moying''s body, he disappeared in the blink of an eye. Long Bufan raised his eyebrows lightly and immediately swept the dark column shadow under the stone pillars around Biwu platform without hesitation.


    He felt that there was a special fluctuation from those shadows. This was the secret attack technique practiced by Wu Moying. It seemed that there were some ways that could hide the whole person in the shadow, so it was difficult to distinguish its specific position.