"After Ye Qianyang on the battle platform bloomed his spiritual power, he roared without hesitation, condensing all his spiritual power in his right palm, and the surging spiritual power jumped in his palm, bringing a very strong aura.

Seeing that Mo Xiaotian was still coming towards him, he slapped it out with a palm, and in the face of a tough opponent like Mo Xiaotian, he didn't dare to spare his hand at all, and as soon as he made a move, he was already doing his best.

As soon as the palm was slapped, the surging spiritual power turned into terrifying spiritual power waves and crushed towards Mo Xiaotian's layers of sweeping, the terrifying spiritual power waves swept away, and the terrifying power shook the battle platform with impact, as if it would collapse at any time, and the extremely hard battle platform was spreading with fine cracks. If an ordinary first-class powerhouse in the Spirit Control Realm faced this kind of powerful spiritual power attack, it would also be necessary to temporarily avoid its edge, and he would not dare to fight against it.

However, in the face of his incomparably violent spiritual power waves, Mo Xiaotian's face did not change. It seems to be extremely calm, as if there are no waves in a hundred-year-old tale. With a faint smile on his face, there was a touch of killing intent on his face, and he stepped out in one step, facing Ye Qianyang's violent offensive, he not only did not choose to retreat, but directly met it.

"The sixteenth-ranked young powerhouse on the Jiaolong List is not worth mentioning in my eyes. With a faint smile, Mo Xiaotian's body suddenly had a bright star light blooming, as if it was a round of storms, constantly swept out of his body. There was a surging star power in his clenched fists, and looking at the layers of violent spiritual power, he bombarded out with a fluttering punch.

"Boom!" A punch burst out, and the power of the furious stars gushed out from Mo Xiaotian's fist, turning into a surging torrent and heading straight for the layers of waves. The momentum of both was full, and the void above the entire battle platform was shrouded in violent spiritual power, and the battle platform began to shake continuously. It seems to collapse at any moment, and the speed of both sides is extremely fast. In the next second, the two sides had already collided together, and when the two extremely terrifying attacks collided together, there was suddenly a terrifying spiritual power shock wave that spread out.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom......" When the two sides collided, there was a deep sound first, followed by a rumbling loud sound, and with the loud sound, a huge spiritual mushroom cloud rose from the collision between the two sides, and finally turned into a violent spiritual power that swept between the heavens and the earth.

The square below was not spared, and the violent shock wave swept towards the crowd above the square like a whirlwind, and many people couldn't dodge it at all, and finally the violent shock wave swept out. After spitting blood from his mouth, he fell to the ground, and the worst strength of the people present was also the cultivation of the psychic realm. Even they were shot backwards by the impact and were hit hard, which shows how strong Mo Xiaotian and Ye Qianyang are.

"Poof!" On the battle platform, Ye Qianyang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then his body retreated backwards, and after a full hundred steps backwards, he stabilized his body. His face was already filled with a look of disbelief, although he had already guessed that Mo Xiaotian's strength was good, but now he had completely comprehended his strength, which made him shocked and his heart was full of jealousy and fear.

Mo Xiaotian's attack just now seemed to be very ordinary, as if it was just a casual blow, but his strength was still far beyond his imagination. His face was a little gloomy, he looked at Mo Xiaotian and said coldly: "Mo Xiaotian, your city is extremely deep, and your strength is definitely not the cultivation of the Psychic Realm, but why do you want to hide your strength?"

"Do you like to hide yourself so much?" clenching his fists, Ye Qianyang's face was extremely ugly. He didn't believe that Mo Xiaotian's true strength was only in the Psychic Realm, and with his strength, he was definitely far beyond the level of the Psychic Realm. This made Ye Qianyang very angry in his heart, in his opinion, Mo Xiaotian was simply pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"Hidden strength?" Mo Xiaotian smiled, it was true that his true strength was hidden. But there is nothing fake about cultivation, it's just that his spiritual power far surpasses this cultivation, but he has no intention of telling Ye Qianyang about this.

"You'd better stop talking nonsense, you're going to lose today anyway. Mo Xiaotian walked towards Ye Qianyang step by step, not taking it into his eyes at all. Seeing Mo Xiaotian walking towards him step by step, Ye Qianyang's face was extremely ugly, but he didn't retreat, and the furious spiritual power bloomed and swept from his body again. Sen Han's eyes flashed with surging killing intent, and in the next second, as soon as his feet stomped on the ground, he hit Mo Xiaotian again.

", too lazy to waste time with you. Seeing Ye Qianyang attacking him again, Mo Xiaotian's eyes also flashed with a touch of indifferent killing intent, and then his feet stomped on the ground and his body slammed towards Ye Qianyang like an arrow from the string, and the speed can be described as extremely fast.

The bright light of the stars also continued to bloom from his body, and the power of the stars flickered and surging in his clenched right fist. His speed was faster than Ye Qianyang's, and he appeared in front of Ye Qianyang almost in the blink of an eye, and his clenched right fist slammed into Ye Qianyang's chest.

His speed was extremely fast, even Ye Qianyang's strength was very good, but in front of Mo Xiaotian, he was too vulnerable. The fist directly penetrated Ye Qianyang's spiritual defense, and finally landed on his chest fiercely. Seeing Mo Xiaotian's fist blasting at his chest, Ye Qianyang's face changed greatly.

But the speed of the latter was too fast, completely beyond his imagination, and it was not something he could react to at all. In the end, he could only watch Mo Xiaotian's fist blast towards his chest, and there was no possibility of dodging at all. Even, he didn't even say the words to admit defeat, and Mo Xiaotian's fist had completely fallen on his chest.

"I hate it. Seeing Mo Xiaotian's fist blast coming, Ye Qianyang roared in his heart, and his heart was full of fear. But Mo Xiaotian's speed was too fast, completely beyond his imagination, and he didn't have time to react, and finally was bombarded in the chest by Mo Xiaotian's punch unwillingly.

PS: That's all for tonight's update, and the 10,000-word update will continue tomorrow