In the face of this overwhelming dead air, Feng Mo'er lightly moved under her feet, and her figure suddenly burst back, and an invisible hurricane suddenly rose around her, and those dead gases were also blocked by this hurricane, and even the surrounding dead air was attracted by the hurricane's wind force and poured towards that side.

"This is fine!" Huo Xinchen was taken aback.

After all the dead air was sucked away, the hurricane rushed straight into the sky, and then slowly dissipated in the sky above, and the dead air emitted from Huo Xinchen's body also filled the sky, black and oppressive, like the end of the world.

After Feng Mo'er solved the tricky realm of dead qi, his body suddenly became illusory, and at the same time, the Ling Feng soft silver spear in his hand lit out like a poisonous snake out of a hole!

Huo Xinchen frowned slightly, he didn't expect him to underestimate Feng Mo'er, he thought that he could easily defeat her, but now he didn't expect her to be so aggressive, and he was very experienced in combat, so he immediately came up with a cracked game, thinking that this Feng Mo'er was not a useless vase, which made him have to work harder.

Huo Xinchen took seven steps of spiritual void under his feet, and now he has mastered the fourth step of the seven steps of spiritual void, and his body is like a ghost, dodging Feng Mo'er's shot like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole.

"Puff puff!"

Seeing that one shot could not solve Huo Xinchen, hundreds of shots were fired again in an instant, each shot contained the power of fused wind, tearing the air, and the strength of the gun did not arrive, but it stabbed Huo Xinchen's skin slightly.

Huo Xinchen flipped it with one hand, and the Chenling Sword appeared in his hand.

Tiangang Sword Bell!

The Chenling Sword transformed into thousands of phantoms, forming an impenetrable sword bell around Huo Xinchen, the sound of swords colliding kept coming, and countless sparks were constantly flickering on the Tiangang Sword Bell.

When Feng Mo'er's offensive was a little weaker, Huo Xinchen held the sword in both hands and slashed out.

Desolation!

Chenling Sword buzzed excitedly, and the entire sword turned into a black sword light of about a zhang, with a terrifying might, and slashed towards the wind Mo'er.

This sword is full of infinite desolation, and now with the blessing of the law of death, this slash adds a strong aura of death.

This Desolate Gang Sword Technique originally had to add the Law of Death to wield the greatest power, although with Huo Xinchen's current realm, he could only wield a trace of the power of the Desolate Gang Sword Technique, but it was far superior to other swordsmanship of the same level.

A trace of excitement flashed in Feng Mo'er's eyes, as if she was excited about Huo Xinchen's strength, only to see her face this blow, her feet were strong, and her whole person was tense like a divine bow full of strings!

Feng Mo'er threw the spear in his hand, and it roared out of its hand with the wind flow that tore through the air, as if shooting a magic arrow with Feng Mo'er as a bow, with the sound of a hurricane like a real dragon, whistling across the void!

This scene made Huo Xinchen stunned! Although he had also heard that the gun could not only stab, but also be used for projection, Huo Xinchen had encountered many people who used guns, but the person who threw the spear had never seen it, and this wind Mo'er was one of them.

"Whoosh!"

The spear broke through the air, the air trembled, and there was a terrible sonic boom, and the black sword light on the other side did not fall in the slightest, with endless desolation, and met it fearlessly.

Huo Xinchen's sword intent has reached the consummation stage of the unity of man and sword, and although Feng Mo'er's gun intent is not bad, but it is only at the stage of the integration of man and gun, and the artistic conception is two orders different from Huo Xinchen, with this gap, it has already made up for the gap between the realm of the two of them, and now this blow is very fair.

Airplanes!

The two collided together, and they exchanged blows with each other between the two, but it was faintly Huo Xinchen's Desolation Slash that had the upper hand, after all, the grade of the Desolation Slash was very high, and I saw that the spear was overwhelmed and bent and bowed, but it was never bounced off.

"Broken!"

Huo Xinchen rushed into the crown angrily, his eyes were as deep as an abyss, and the whole person and the black sword turned into one, like a heavenly dragon that flew straight over the nine heavens, in front of it, the spear that was about to collapse couldn't help but let out a wail, and the next moment it was actually split by the Chenling sword from the middle, splitting the Ling Feng soft silver spear, and the desolation and slashing towards Feng Mo'er unabated.

Feng Mo'er's beautiful eyes were full of horror, and layers of wind walls were erected in front of her, as if they wanted to block Huo Xinchen's sword light, but these wind walls were like tofu in front of Huo Xinchen's sword intent, and they couldn't be stopped at all.

The sword came to Feng Mo'er in the blink of an eye, cut off a few strands, and felt the oncoming breath of death, Feng Mo'er could no longer maintain his previous composure, and his pretty face was distorted by fear.

But just as he was about to slash Feng Mo'er, the black sword suddenly dissipated, and Huo Xinchen pressed the Chenling sword against Feng Mo'er's throat with an expression on his face, and said lightly, "You lost!"

When Huo Xinchen said these three words, Feng Mo'er was weakly paralyzed and sat on the ground, the clothes behind him were soaked with cold sweat, and the beautiful scenery under the clothes was faintly revealed, and the onlookers who watched it swallowed their saliva.

"Whew! scared the baby to death!" Yue Yingwu, who was watching from the side, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and patted her small chest comfortingly, to be honest, she was startled by Huo Xinchen before, and then looked at Huo Xinchen with beautiful eyes, and continued to murmur, "This guy still has two brushes!"

And Elder Mo on the side almost rushed out, but fortunately, Huo Xinchen knew it in his heart, otherwise if Feng Mo'er had three long and two short, the Love Heaven Sect would kill him even if he was all dispatched, and then it would be a bloody storm.

Huo Xinchen stepped off the stage with a relaxed face, and winked at Yue Yingwu proudly, obviously teasing her for not being optimistic about herself before, but Yue Yingwu just snorted lightly at this, and also took the lead on the competition stage.

"That body is not what you want, the old man hopes to fight with that person, not you!" Elder Mo also stepped onto the competition platform and said to Yue Yingwu with a straight face.

After all, compared to Yue Yingwu, she would rather fight with Wen Wanhan, who didn't seem to have said a word from beginning to end, because she can't speculate with ordinary combat strength that Huo Xinchen is so perverted, Yue Yingwu still has it, and now she finally knows where Huo Xinchen got the courage to dare to make this bet with her, and also bet on Lingjing, she is really cunning, why didn't she see any clues in the first place? At such an old age, she was actually fooled by a junior, which made her old face unbearable.

"What?!" Hearing Elder Mo's words, Yue Yingwu almost jumped to her feet in a hurry, doesn't this mean that she is betting her future on others?

Fortunately, Huo Xinchen is very powerful, and it is rare to live up to her trust, but she knows Wen Wanhan's situation, she was seriously injured, and now she only has the strength of Fanyu four stars, which is not as good as her, let Wen Wanhan fight with that Elder Mo, wouldn't that make her a monk?