"What!"

Mo Zixuan's expression froze, he didn't expect Ye Hua's sudden attack to be so fast, and it was extremely sharp, even his body protection soul power could be broken in an instant. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Don't be nervous, there's still something for you. ”

The corners of Ye Hua's mouth lifted, and then he grabbed Mo Zixuan suddenly, who immediately retreated, but saw a golden light break away from Ye Hua's palm, turn into a golden palm, and grab Mo Zixuan's throat.

Mo Zixuan's eyes froze, and he slammed his fist on the golden palm, but he didn't shake it in the slightest!

"How so!"

Mo Zixuan was on the spot, and then his body retreated rapidly, and at the same time, his palms came out together, turning into ink blades, and he continued to slash on the top of the golden palm, making a bell-bell sound.

Ye Hua sneered, "This golden palm that has condensed my thirty percent soul power, how can it be so easy to disperse? Enjoy this great gift!"

Hearing this, Mo Zixuan's face was extremely ugly.

Then, without hesitation, he immediately put his hands together, and the dark soul power surged on his hands, turning into a huge two-handed ink blade, slashing down vertically towards the middle of the golden palm.

Click!

A crack runs across the golden palm, and then the golden palm cracks.

Mo Zixuan's face was happy, his blow also consumed a lot of money, and even had thirty and a half percent of his soul power.

However, before his smile faded, his face changed suddenly.

Boom! Boom!

I saw that after the golden palm was cut in half, it actually split and turned into two small golden palms, and then it was printed on Mo Zixuan's body, and there was an explosion.

The huge explosion impact instantly shook Mo Zixuan out, he only felt that his chest was hot, and his arms that subconsciously raised his defense were even more numb, and he didn't feel anything anymore, thinking about it, he was traumatized.

After falling to the ground, Mo Zixuan got up, and suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out.

"How's that going? It's a big gift, isn't it? But it's really a big cost. ”

Ye Hua walked towards Mo Zixuan, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile.

Mo Zixuan's chest kept rising and falling, not only because of anger, but also because of his vitality, but his eyes were red. Ye Hua, it must not be forgiven!

"Ah!!h

Mo Zixuan roared and rushed towards Ye Hua, grabbing Ye Hua fiercely in the form of a claw with one hand, which was directly a move to split the empty claw! Several black claw marks swept through the air towards Ye Hua, as if to tear the space apart, and the terrifying fluctuations made everyone in the audience palpitate.

But Ye Hua was not afraid and blasted out with a punch.

Roar!!!

A dragon-headed phantom suddenly flew out, roaring and rushing towards the paw print.

It was the domineering dragon fist that Lin Mo had used, and this punch also made Ye Hua learn. The domineering fist technique, which was close to the high-level of the Xuan level, suddenly burst out with extremely terrifying power.

Rumble!

In an instant, the dragon shadow burst, and the terrifying impact tore everything apart, and the next moment, it hit Mo Zixuan's body, destroying the meridians in his body like a devastating body.

"Poof!"

Injured again, Mo Zixuan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. The injuries in his body worsened, making his body heavy.

Blood continued to flow out through the fingers covering his chest, and Mo Zixuan felt great humiliation.

After the initial trial, I met Ye Hua for the first time.

The peak of the soul realm of others, and Ye Hua, the soul disciple of the Nine Heavens.

The second time they met, he became a small man in the soul realm, and Ye Hua was a big man in the soul realm. The third time was the upgrade test, at that time, he was already at the realm of the Earth Soul Realm, and Ye Hua was already at the peak of the Human Soul Realm.

Originally, the huge gap has been sharply shortened in just over a year. Until now, he was at the peak of the Earth Soul Realm, Ye Hua, and the Earth Soul Realm was a great achievement. In the battle, he was repeatedly traumatized by Ye Hua, and he may even face the same ending as Wang Chen. He, how can he tolerate it!

Obviously, in his memory, Ye Hua was still an ant-like existence! When was it strong enough to climb on his head!

"No!! I am unwilling to !! Ye Hua, I must die!! no matter what the consequences are, I want him to die!!"

Swish!

Suddenly, Mo Zixuan surpassed the limit speed and came to Ye Hua's body as if teleporting, a cold light flashed, and in his hand, there was actually an extra black Xuantie sword! The sword carried a strong dark energy, and a sword stabbed directly into Ye Hua's chest.

"Not good!"

The moment the guardian of the God of War Platform saw the sword in Mo Zixuan's hand, his face changed and he rushed towards the God of War Platform. But unexpectedly, Wang Chen on the side had already prepared and stopped him.

"Get out of here! Wang Chen! Do you know that you are playing with fire? If something happens to Ye Hua, you will definitely be severely punished!"

The guardian was furious, but he couldn't get past Wang Lung in a short time, so he could only move out of the sect's regulations to suppress him. However, Wang Lung's determination to kill Ye Hua was too strong, how could the sect be able to restrain it?

"As long as Ye Hua can die, it doesn't matter what. ”

Wang Lung was not angry at all, but with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Mo Zixuan's long sword and stabbed Ye Hua's chest, and the next moment, it seemed that it was about to pierce his heart and make his blood stain the God of War Terrace!

This sword, pouring into Mo Zixuan's full strength, was a fatal sword, a dangerous sword! And Ye Hua, at this moment, felt the shroud of death.

"Hidden!"

At the last moment, Ye Hua performed a stealth technique, and at the same time stepped on the floating light and shadow body method to dodge. But this sword was too fast, even if Ye Hua dodged, he was finally scarred by that sword on his chest that was more than a foot long.

"In the next life, I remember to be born in an ordinary family. Otherwise, with your nature, you don't know how to die. ”

A cold voice fell from the sky, and it was Mo Ziming who ignored the roar of the guardian, rushed over, turned his palm into an ink blade, and slashed towards Ye Hua, and Mo Zixuan also stabbed Ye Hua in the throat with a black iron sword.

"It's over...... Ye Hua is dead this time......"

"What a genius demon! It's a pity that he will die like this!"

"The hateful Momen, the abominable Wangmen, will no one be able to take care of them? These have already dared to brazenly step on the God of War platform to kill people, what else will they dare not do in the future?"

“……”

Death is coming, but Ye Hua was suddenly provoked into an evil fire.

Purple flashed in his eyes, and there was a touch of madness in his eyes.

"You really think of me as a fat sheep to the slaughter. This makes me very unhappy!"

"Golden hoop stick, kill me!"

Swish!

Clang!

Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and then a golden lightning seemed to fall from the sky and fell in front of Ye Hua.

The stars in the middle are secretly laid out, and the two ends are wrapped in gold sheets. The pattern is densely covered with ghosts and gods, and the dragon pattern and phoenix seal are made.

It's the wishful golden hoop stick!

Ye Hua held the golden hoop stick in his hand, and when he raised the stick, he suddenly smashed it down.

Click!

With a stick, the Black Xuantie Sword in Mo Zixuan's hand, which was enough to easily break the defense of the powerhouse of the Fusion Realm, was actually smashed in an instant.

And this stick was even more unabated, and under Mo Zixuan's terrifying gaze, it fell on his head. Suddenly, like a watermelon bursting, red and white things flew all over the sky.

"Damn bastards!

At this time, Mo Ziming's attack also fell, but Ye Hua threw the golden hoop stick out and smashed it towards Mo Ziming.

At that moment, Mo Ziming was almost sluggish, when he really faced the golden hoop stick, he felt the terrifying wind whistling in front of him, and almost instantly understood that if he was hit, he would at least be seriously injured, and then dodged away.

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