The wind and thunder roared in all directions, and the Xuanmang burst into the sky, causing the clouds above to collapse and dissipate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"When ......"

Han Qi's face was fierce, and his long tail was like a hook, sweeping over, and he was drawn on Mo Xuan's fist, blocking the power of this punch.

"Puff ......"

Then, the murderous aura contained in Mo Xuan's Xuan power began to frantically invade the tail of the sword, colliding with the evil qi in his body, and there was a burst of tooth-souring sounds.

Gradually, the long tail of the saki burned into flames, which were black and spread all over the tail, filling the entire tail with a sense of destruction.

This fire is born from the friction between the collision of murderous qi and evil qi, and it is extremely powerful, far from being comparable to ordinary flames.

"Woo ......"

Han Qi was furious, and the runes on its long tail flowed out, directly dispersing all the black fire, and obliterating the astonishing murderous aura contained in Mo Xuan's Xuan power.

At this time, Mo Xuan's eyes stared at it, scattered and misty, and there was an unspeakable secret power.

Art...... Nan Ke is a dream!

The power of the art of war specifically aimed at the Xuan Soul exploded wildly, and it was all poured into Han Qi's mind at one time.

"Buzz ......"

Han Qi only felt a buzz in his head, and a gentle force led its conscious mind to the dream, making it unable to help but indulge in it.

Under the power of this unexpected art of war, Han Qi's fierce eyes instantly froze, and his body stiffened in place, as if he had fallen into a dream, unable to extricate himself.

Seizing this opportunity, Mo Xuan's eyes were full of coldness, and he clenched his fist and slammed it into Han Xuan's head.

"Knock ......"

This contains Mo Xuan's monstrous power, and a punch is enough to open the mountain and crack the ground, and it directly hit Han Xuan's forehead, making a loud noise, which makes people tremble in horror.

"Roaring ......"

Under the great pain, Han Qi instantly came to his senses, and immediately staggered backwards, roaring angrily.

Its forehead was blood-red, almost shattered, and at this moment several cracks appeared on it, and blood burst out and spilled all over the ground.

"Puff ......"

The blood of the sling, containing the ultimate evil power, fell to the ground, directly corroded the ground, and black smoke rose from the place where it fell, and the sound of corrosion made people feel uncomfortable.

After staggering back a few steps, Han Qi steadied himself, his untold rage nearly tearing his body apart.

"Roaring ......"

It let out a furious roar and roared towards Mo Xuan, and the evil qi turned into mist and spread, soaring up into the sky, obscuring the sky on this side.

The billowing sound wave was like substance, turning into a hurricane howling, and everything in its path was shattered into powder.

"Whirring ......"

The sound wave came to his face, Mo Xuan's expression was extremely solemn, and the mysterious power in his body moved rapidly, forming a barrier in front of him.

"Boom ......"

In just the blink of an eye, the rolling sound wave broke through the air and hit the Xuanli barrier, making a roaring sound that shook people's eardrums and made them bleed.

After a moment of stalemate, Mo Xuan's Xuan Force barrier shattered, and monstrous sound waves surged to his body, making it difficult for Mo Xuan to gain a firm foothold with the tearing destructive power, and he was directly swept into the sky, and then thrown down heavily.

"Poof......

After falling to the ground, Mo Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and before he could get up, he felt a strong wind coming.

I saw Han Xuan leap and trample on Mo Xuan, if he stepped on it, I am afraid it would be a brain-brained end.

Mo Xuan was shocked, and rolled on the spot with his excellent sense of battle, which narrowly avoided this blow.

"Rumbling ......"

However, the injured Han Xuan was so terrible that he didn't give Mo Xuan a time to breathe at all, and directly leaned over and crashed into Mo Xuan, flying Mo Xuan with his head.

"Bang ......"

Mo Xuan was knocked into the sky, and then the long tail of the Han pestle flicked, pumping it on Mo Xuan's waist and ribs, knocking it thousands of feet away and crashing into a big mountain.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The mountain collapsed, and the rolling rocks flooded Mo Xuan, causing his injuries to become more serious.

"Roar ......"

Han Qi roared brutally, staring at the place where Mo Xuan fell, and stomped his foot fiercely, and suddenly the Xuan Power exploded, instantly causing all the ruins of the mountains and rocks that submerged Mo Xuan to soar up.

Mo Xuan's figure was exposed again, and he was seen kneeling on one knee, covering his waist with one hand and supporting the ground with the other, and the blue tendons on his forehead were bursting up, looking very painful.

"Boom la la ......"

A moment later, the endless flying broken peak of rubble fell again, about to submerge Mo Xuan again.

If you were an ordinary monk facing this scene, I am afraid that you would have to be scared stupid directly, and I felt that I was going to be smashed to pieces.

Even Mo Xuan, in the face of such a huge force, I am afraid that he will be a little unbearable.

Under the successive setbacks, the stubborn temper in Mo Xuan's bones that did not admit defeat exploded again!

"Boom ......"

His body was as red as blood in an instant, and the power of the art of war of "shaking the mountain and shaking the mountain" was swung to the extreme, and the whole person exploded with earth-shattering qi and blood.

"Buzz ......"

I saw that under the strong qi and blood steaming, the ground under Mo Xuan's feet instantly burned, and the falling boulder broken peaks in the air also stopped in mid-air, all suspended and immovable.

The visual impact of this scene is incomparable, fortunately there is no one here, otherwise there would have been exclamations one after another.

"Give me ...... death"

Mo Xuan's eyes were red, staring at Han Qi, and roared wildly, the sound shook the world.

After a roar, he moved, bounced up, leaped into a thousand leaps, and then swooped down like a comet, and carried an unimaginably heavy force.

"Boom ......"

Mo Xuan blasted down from a high altitude, the qi and blood around his body were steaming, almost burning, the weather was amazing, when he killed in front of Han Xuan, his strength had reached its peak, and that kind of aura alone made the already divided earth sink again.

The roar continued, and Han Xuan's whole body shone brightly, and he fought hard with Mo Xuan, and his hooves raised to meet Mo Xuan.

The true blood of the Heavenly Rank Ancient War Beast that circulated throughout the body of the Han Qi was shining at this time, and the secret power contained in the blood exploded, causing the power of the Han Qi to shake the heavens and the earth.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

After a short period of time, Mo Xuan and Han Qi collided again, and the devastating force that burst out directly overturned the ground under his feet, causing magma to burst out and destroy all the vegetation and mountains.

It's amazing, this situation is really not like two half-step Holy Fire Realm monks can do it, I'm afraid few people dare to believe it.

However, this is the truth, Mo Xuan and Han Qi, both of them are incredibly powerful, and they tried their best to create such a scene, which is unbelievable.

"Roaring ......"

In the midst of the devastating energy, the hammer flew upside down and fell into the pile of rubble in the distance.

I saw that it was covered in blood, and a fist mark almost pierced its chest and abdomen, leaving a shocking, bloody, and extremely hideous trace.

On the other side, Mo Xuan also bounced out, and after falling to the ground, he slid for several miles, and finally stopped in a pile of tattered bushes.

He was ragged, covered in scars, and had a deep wound on his chest that was visible to the bone, and blood was pouring from all over the place, and it was terrible to the extreme.

Mo Xuan kept coughing up blood in his mouth, his internal organs were seriously injured, and his whole breath was sluggish.

It seems that in this collision, the two came to a draw and ended up losing both.

Such a result is enough to be proud of anyone, after all, the opponent is a Han Zhu of the same rank, a pure-blooded Heavenly Rank Ancient War Beast Han Qi.

However, Mo Xuan didn't have the slightest sense of pride, because he had an invincible spirit, and in the face of this result, he was not satisfied and dissatisfied.

What he wants is to defeat Han Zhu in order to deepen his invincibility faith!

He is confident that he can push all the enemies of the same level, if he can't do it, what will he use to protect the people he loves and loved ones in the future?

Therefore, Mo Xuan told himself in his heart that this battle can only be won, not defeated!

"Roaring ......"

In the distance, Han Qi was heavily injured, his mind fell into chaos, and he instantly went crazy and roared angrily.

"Knock Knock ......"

It kicked and smashed the gravel under its feet, and then rushed towards Mo Xuan, there was a tendency to never die!

Mo Xuan looked at him coldly, and slowly got up, the qi and blood and Xuan power in his body surging together, ready to fight again.

His black drape is scattered on his shoulders, his body is shining, his eyes are staring and domineering, and he has a kind of invincible bearing in the world, like a great demon god descending into the world.

Soon, Han Qi got close, and the two broke out again!

"Roar......

The slapstick was furious, the hair stood up, rushing like a hedgehog, raising its hooves like a fist, hammering down with its hooves together, bursting through the sky, like a pillar of heaven collapsing down, there is a domineering spirit that destroys everything.

Mo Xuan was not afraid at all, raised his fists to greet each other, and the two exploded with brilliant mysteries, and the killing aura was earth-shattering, and every collision shook the mountain range, like two prehistoric giants fighting.

"Bang...... Bang ......"

The two were caught in a struggle, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while, and the battle was extremely tragic.

They slaughtered from the plains to the great river, and from the great river to the surrounding mountains, and everywhere they passed, everything was destroyed to the point that it was a mess.

Between the mountains, the two fought fiercely, Mo Xuan's blood boiled, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and his fists and feet were stronger than the other.

After hundreds of moves, every punch and kick he carried monstrous power, fierce and domineering to the extreme, like a humanoid Zhu Yan, which made people marvel.

Under this battle of life and death, Mo Xuan's human body potential was quickly opened, and the power of the art of war of "Shaking the Mountain and Zhenyue" became more terrifying, and many secret treasures in the physical body were opened, and the huge power was endless.

On the other hand, Han Qi gradually exhausted his strength and began to fall into the downwind, and a faint image of defeat emerged.

"Give me death!"

After a thousand moves, Mo Xuan burst out loud, and his voice contained an astonishing killing intent.

At this moment, he was already red-eyed, and the scars all over his body could not affect his belief in victory.

"Boom!"

In the end, like a thunderbolt breaking through the sky, Mo Xuan's right foot slashed out, the Xuan power was strong to the extreme, the brilliant qi and blood pierced the sky, and the power instantly broke through to another level!

"Bang ......"

When the foot fell, it directly broke Han's hooves, rushed out hundreds of feet and embedded itself in the ground.

"Boom ......"

Mo Xuan jumped like a peng, and stepped on the top of the stumbling with his feet, directly causing the ground to explode, and a huge crater with a range of thousands of feet appeared on the ground.

The smoke and dust were filled, Mo Xuan's clothes were torn, his blood was rushing into the sky, and his eyes were bright, full of the blood and sharpness of a teenager.