Boom!

In Mo Chenzi's palm, a great suction force was released, even if the strength of the Feather Emperor was not weak, but in the face of such a terrifying majestic force, he could not resist it.

Yu Huang gritted his teeth and felt a huge pressure, similar feelings only occurred when facing Chen Yang, and he couldn't help but be horrified in his heart:

"This guy looks like he's only about thirty years old, younger than me, what kind of realm has he reached? It's so terrifying!"

This kind of terrifying pressure was only Chen Yang in the past, who gave him a similar feeling.

However, even if the opponent was strong, the Feather Emperor would not give in, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he roared loudly and shouted:

"It's so angry!"

Rumble!

The true qi in Yu Huang's body suddenly became violent, allowing him to exert several times his previous strength, and with a bang, he stood firmly on the ground.

Mo Chenzi was not surprised, on the contrary, the corners of his mouth showed a sneer of disdain:

"Is this what your Yu Emperor means? If so, then it's a pity, now you have to die!"

While speaking, Mo Chenzi's eyes suddenly coldened, a trace of terrifying murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly moved, stepped out a series of ghostly footsteps, and after a few flashes, he suddenly arrived in front of Yuhuang, and said coldly:

"Xiaoyao Sect, between the world, the light exercise method is the top in the world, no one can compare. ”

When the cold voice echoed in the ring, he had already raised his palm, and a majestic artistic conception surged out.

Xiaoyao Sect, Da Kunpeng palm!

Mo Chenzi's cultivation was many times higher than that of his apprentice Qin Yu, so this performance suddenly surged with a violent wind and terrifying momentum.

Everyone exclaimed, and nervous cold sweats broke out.

If this palm is slapped down, won't the Yu Emperor want his head to bloom?

On the subjective battle seat, seeing this scene between the lightning and flint, Tang Qinghua was also anxious, and said in a low voice:

"Shoot, save the Feather Emperor!"

This Emperor has a good relationship with the Ability Group, and is also a servant of the Southern Emperor, no matter how you look at it, the Ability Group will do its best to ensure his safety.

However, there is a long distance from the ring, and it will take at least a second to leap over, although one second is short, but it is enough for Mo Chenzi to shoot seven or eight times!

Therefore, even if Tang Qinghua sent Yan Yunchang and Leng Changfeng, most of them would fail in the end! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but show a look of despair in his eyes.

This time the Feather Emperor is really finished.

All he did was do his best and obey the destiny of heaven.

In the ring.

Mo Chenzi's eyes were cold, flashing with a rich murderous intent, and the corners of his mouth were even more mocking, and Da Kunpeng slapped his palm without the slightest pause, obviously to kill Yuhuang quickly!

When Qin Yu saw this scene, his whole body trembled with excitement.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Boom!

I don't know what it is, carrying a monstrous roar, it swept from a distance and rushed towards Mo Chenzi with a bang.

At this moment, a chill suddenly rose in Mo Chenzi's heart, and he judged like lightning that this mysterious thing definitely had the ability to seriously injure him!

Even if he is unwilling, it is also his own life that is important, in desperation, Mo Chenzi can only grit his teeth, give up attacking Yuhuang, and perform the supreme light skill of the Xiaoyao Sect, and suddenly, he retreats out.

Bang!

Under everyone's gaze, a huge axe, flashing with a cold light, plunged deep into the ring, causing a vibration.

It stood in front of Mo Chenzi, like a moat, blocking people's passage!

At the same time, there was a wild laugh, flamboyant and unbridled, domineering.

"Xiaoyao Sect bullies my brother like this, isn't it?"

With this sound, with a bang, a figure fell on the ring, and then as soon as he grabbed it, he lifted the giant axe that was deeply inserted into the ring and carried it on his shoulder, with a beast-like and cold gaze in his eyes, staring at Mo Chenzi coldly.

The momentum is monstrous!

On the viewing platform, even the calm Tang Qinghua couldn't help but shout in ecstasy at this time:

"Yang Jing!"

It's Yang Jing, the general under the command of the Southern Emperor!

At this last moment, the people of Nandi are finally here!

Everyone else was also shocked, with an axe, he could force Mo Chenzi back, this man named Yang Jing definitely had extremely strong strength!

And on the viewing platform, after those audience members were stunned for a moment, they also recognized Yang Jing, after all, his big axe was too iconic, and they immediately burst into monstrous cheers.

"Yang Jing!!"

"Yang Jing!!"

Originally, they were all desperate!

After all, that Mo Chenzi is too powerful, even if the Feather Emperor is the master of the Yuhua Gate in Zhonghai City, a legendary figure, he can't resist such a fierce and terrifying attack.

Unexpectedly, at this critical juncture, there were strong reinforcements descending from the sky, like a god descending, directly forcing Mo Chenzi back!

They have been looking forward to the end of the Southern Emperor and the destruction of the prestige of the Xiaoyao Sect, and now the Southern Emperor lives up to expectations, and the generals under his command have finally arrived!

Everyone was excited, enthusiastic, excited, waving their fists vigorously in the air, and their mouths let out an exuberant roar.

And in that ring, Mo Chenzi's face was gloomy and about to drip water, and he was about to succeed just now, but as soon as Yang Jing appeared, he interrupted his shot, which made him very unhappy.

But.

A sneer quickly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Who are you?

Xiaoyao Sect, Cloud Peak Peak Lord!

A true disciple of the great sect of the world!

With such an identity, how can he be afraid of a little warrior in the world? These ant-like things are not worthy of carrying shoes for themselves!

So he stood with his hands in his hands, his face expressionless, looked Yang Jing up and down a few times, and said lightly:

"You should be the subordinate of the Southern Emperor who has been in a lot of trouble recently, Yang Jing, right?"

He spoke in a tone that smacked of superiority, as if his master were asking a question of a slave.

Yang Jing carried a giant axe on his shoulder, laughed, and said loudly:

"It's your grandfather!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

Everyone's eyes widened, and they couldn't believe that when this Yang Jing faced Mo Chenzi of the Xiaoyao Sect, he didn't give him face at all!

So strong!

Tang Qinghua and others smiled bitterly, sure enough, they are generals under the command of the Southern Emperor, this style is exactly the same as the Southern Emperor, the sky is not afraid, the earth is not afraid.

Mo Chenzi's eyes suddenly froze, and the murderous intent surged, but he quickly calmed down, and a cold smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and said:

"Yes, with such skills at a young age, it seems that I underestimated this king of killers, Nandi. ”

He himself is only in his thirties, but he said that Yang Jing is "young", and he still has a down-looking mentality.

Yang Jing was impatient, waved the giant axe in his hand, set off a cold wind, and shouted:

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to take the position of the president of martial arts, pass me first!"