"Okay, I'll let you see my eight-winged sword technique, 'Thousand Feather Transformation Sword Slash'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yan's body swooped out, and the eight wings on his back stretched to the limit, and as if he could increase the knife pressure, he slashed out eight eight sixty-four knives in the air against Jun Twelve, and at the same time, the white feathers on the eight wings on his back followed by sixty-four sword qi coming out together, flying feathers all over the sky, accompanied by knife qi, causing a face, shocking the hearts of everyone present.

But among the people who were shocked, there was not including Jun XII.

"Armor and martial arts, Xuanhuang destroys the world!"

Eyes squinted slightly, in the face of this move, Jun Twelve's expression, slightly serious, both hands held the halberd, at the same time, burst out of the pitch-black halberd, the halberd, there were all kinds of negative emotions, its appearance is so weird, the air of destruction, wanton pervasive, and this time the destruction of the artistic conception, is also different from the past, in the past, the destruction of the artistic conception of the Jun Twelve, can only affect the opponent's mind, and this time the outbreak of the destruction of the artistic conception, but can also act on the Jun Twelve themselves, in this destructive atmosphere, Jun Twelve will only be more powerful.

Bearing the intention of destroying the halberd, and in the heart of the demon cave, retreating for a long time, this makes Jun Twelve more aware of the power of destruction, to make the opponent feel the desperate power of destruction, you must let yourself feel this desperate power of destruction at all times, and only in this way can the artistic conception of destruction be brought into full play.

Rumble... Rumble... Rumble... Rumble... Rumble... Rumble... Rumble...

Ignoring the flying feathers in the sky and the shocking sword qi, the halberd wielded by Jun Twelve's hands turned into a black torrent that was enough to penetrate the sky, and Mo Yan's flying feathers and sword qi collided fiercely.

The battle between the two can be described as thrilling, very dangerous, and those with poor strength can only see the sword light and the halberd wanton, and they can't see the two figures at all, as if they have been assimilated by the sword light and halberd shadow emitted by themselves.

"Urging the armor and martial arts with the artistic conception of destruction, powerful!" Lin Wushuang watched this battle carefully, thinking in his heart.

Jun Twelve's destruction in despair, the power he advanced was too great, even if Mo Yan had almost urged the limit of combat power, he did not have the slightest upper hand, but was suppressed by Jun Twelve, and he could only keep retreating, constantly retreating, retreating a distance of five thousand meters, and the sword technique in his hand was also slightly chaotic.

"How is that possible!"

Mo Yan's expression appeared in disbelief, and the whole person used the power of the opponent's halberd to fight, kicked the void, waved the eight wings, and suddenly retreated backwards, and then shook Bixin and slashed the opposite Jun Twelve with a knife.

"Do you want to escape? But you can't, because you've been enveloped by my ruined mind. Jun Twelve's expression was indifferent, and his eyes revealed a ruthless light, and Mo Yan's figure was reflected in his eyes.

Disheveled!

With one arm waved, the halberd stabbed out, the two moves shook each other, and the momentum of the explosion made Mo Yan's figure retreat hundreds of meters again, the corners of his mouth uncontrollably spurted blood, and the clothes on his body were all shattered, revealing the defensive armor treasure inside.

"Jun Twelve's Destruction Halberd Dao, combined with the armor and martial arts, is really powerful. ”

Although Lin Wushuang did not take the sword intent-based sword path, he would never deny such a path, like Jun Twelve, to destroy to develop his halberd Dao, there is an advantage, that is, the initial development is rapid, the strength increases exponentially, at the same time, the deeper his comprehension of destruction, the greater the power that erupts, and because it is the relationship between the halberd that is developed by destruction, the halberd moves that are displayed will have destructive attributes.

And Lin Wushuang's own sword path, the reason why he does not follow the sword intent-based sword path, is because he knows that he can't comprehend only one sword intent, his goal is to comprehend the four supreme artistic conceptions, so Lin Wushuang's sword path is full of tolerance, neutral and peaceful, and develops, neither fast nor slow, but it is stable, and it can be 100% controlled, and there will never be a phenomenon of getting out of control.

Clang... Clang... Clang... Clang... Clang... Clang... Clang...

The dazzling sparks, exploded in the void one by one, like brilliant fireworks, and Jun Twelve held a war halberd, where he wielded it, then Mo Yan was forced to retreat, and at this moment, almost everyone could see that Mo Yan had been comprehensively suppressed by Jun Twelve, and if he wanted to turn over, he was afraid that it would be extremely difficult.

Watching the battle, some people finally began to talk about it.

"Alas, it's not that Mo Yan is weak, but Jun Twelve has become too strong, compared to a year ago, Jun Twelve's strength has increased at least several times, and Mo Yan has already gone to the extreme, and the improvement is not much. ”

"Yes! It seems that Mo Yan is lost, the position of the four young kings is finally going to be replaced, Jun Twelve, worthy of being a peerless demon. ”

"It's as strong as Mo Yan, and you have to give way, the old giant has met a peerless demon, and after all, it is unreasonable that the peerless demon is strong. ”

Before coming to the arrogant peak, I am afraid that no one thought that Jun Twelve would challenge the young Four Heavenly Kings, and what was even more unexpected was that Jun Twelve would defeat Mo Yan and become the first person to take the throne, in their cognition, they always thought that with the talent of demons, it still takes time to accumulate and grow, even if it is a peerless demon, they think that within a year or two, it will still be the world of the four young heavenly kings, their world.

It's a pity that they always forget that the reason why the demon is evil is that it can't be deduced by common sense, especially the peerless demon, not to mention, the demon also meets his lifelong opponent, and it will burst out with stronger and more terrifying power, Lin Wushuang is the powerful catalyst of Jun Twelve.

Of course, there are still a small number of people who are optimistic that Mo Yan can turn the tables and win.

"Hmph, how can it be so simple to get to the top position, don't forget, Mo Yan's strongest eight-winged sword technique has not been fully displayed, how many years have Mo Yan experienced many challenges, and these people who initiated the challenge fell on Mo Yan's eight-winged sword technique one by one. ”

"That's right, the strongest sword move in Mo Yan's eight-winged sword technique, if it is displayed, it may be able to turn the tables and defeat Jun Twelve. ”

The person who supported Jun Twelve retorted and said: "What you said is good, Mo Yan has an eight-winged sword technique, but don't forget, Jun Twelve, he also has armor and martial arts, do you think that he can only practice one style? Wait and see!"

Thundered... Thundered...

Under the duel between the two top kings, even if it was guarded by the Holy Rhyme, the earthquake peak still shook, and it was even towards the ground, falling a lot of boulders and flying trees.

"Eight-Winged Sword Technique, 'Eight-Winged Roe Sky Blade'!"

Finally, after the two fought again, Mo Yan borrowed his strength to retreat, flying high, the whole person was hundreds of meters above Jun Twelve, condescending, the person was bow-shaped, his right hand held Bixin Chop, the eight wings behind him stretched to the extreme, extending to fifty meters, on the wings, the spiritual power flowed, all of them were instilled in the Bixin Chop, and immediately, Mo Yan's left hand moved first, pointing at Jun Twelve, the feathers on the eight wings, towards Jun Twelve, and shot out wildly.

Bite... Bite... Bite... Bite... Bite... Bite... Bite... Bite...

Jun Twelve figures stand in the void, immobile as a mountain, its momentum, but also has a halberd in hand, the posture I have in the world, the flying feathers that come from the killing, are not moved at all, waving the halberd all over the sky, all blocked hundreds of meters away, unable to cross the thunder pool one step.

And in this process, Mo Yan has also completed the accumulation, and the power of the eight wings is instilled in the Bixin Slash, the terrifying sword, condensed but not released, causing the weather to change, and in an instant, the wind is roaring, the dark tide is surging, and the world is bleak.

"Qualified enough for me to perform the second form of the Armor Martial Arts. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the black aura of destruction on Jun Twelve's body instantly became several times richer, making his side of the world dark, his eyes were burning with miserable white flames, and those who accidentally looked directly into these eyes all felt as if they were in hell, and countless terrible resentments appeared out of nowhere, impacting their souls.

Sou!

Mo Yan also moved, carrying a majestic sword, swooping down, and slashing towards Jun Twelve.

"The second style of the armor and martial arts, 'Soldiers Break Ten Thousand Mountains'!"

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............ To be continued.