The river converged into a giant tornado, roaring violently around it.

Fang Xiu and Mo Yunhai both had silent faces, staggering back and forth, and every time the condensed qi collided, it set off a stormy wave.

The Tai'a sword fell into Fang Xiu's hands, and the sword that was several zhang long slashed through the void and split the river in two.

On the bronze sword-body divine weapon, the killing that has been accumulated for many years since ancient times broke out.

The precipitated killing, along with each sword slash, impacted Mo Yunhai's mind.

Mo Yunhai's arrogant face at this time was no longer there, but he responded with a serious face.

Although he didn't know Tai'a's origin, that unstoppable edge still made him jealous.

From the battle to the present, the two have fought no less than dozens of moves.

With the advantage of the realm, Mo Yunhai only had a little upper hand, but he couldn't form an obvious advantage.

By now, Mo Yunhai had completely put away his contempt.

After fighting for so long, Fang Xiu's strength was strong and weak, and he also had a preliminary understanding in his heart.

Although Mo Yunhai didn't think that Fang Xiu would be able to defeat him, he also had to admit that Fang Xiu was one of the very few powerhouses in the Innate Realm he had encountered.

"It's good, but that's all!"

Mo Yunhai's eyes were cold, and he slapped out his palm, and the temperature around him suddenly decreased, and a thick layer of frost condensed on the surface of the river that had been stormy, spreading all the way forward.

The pure white Gang Qi palm bombarded down, and even the air stopped flowing in the cold Gang Qi, and it stopped at this moment.

One of the Heavenly Demon Palace's peerless masters-Ice Cotton Palm!

A yin to cold palm technique, practice to the fullest, to the cold palm power can freeze everything.

Mo Yunhai was able to freeze the river with one palm, and he had obviously practiced to an extremely advanced level.

Before the cold qi arrived, Fang Xiu had a chill that penetrated his heart, making his blood almost stop flowing.

Then the qi in the body was stimulated, and with the tidal impact of qi and blood, this chill was dispelled.

Airplanes!

The sword gang bombardment fell, forcibly splitting a hole in Zhi Han Gangqi, and at the same time, Fang Xiu's figure disappeared in place.

A sword light slashed out, and Fang Xiu's figure appeared on Mo Yunhai's side, and Tai'a Sword Blade suddenly slashed towards his neck.

As if he was aware of this, Mo Yunhai took a step back with his body, and his fierce fingers pointed at the sword surface, and the extremely powerful innate Gang Qi burst out, flying back from Tai'a's sword blow.

Fang Xiu's body was shocked backwards, and then he immediately stepped forward, and in an instant, he conjured up several Tai'a swords, enveloping Mo Yunhai in them.

This is because the speed of the sword is fast enough to create the illusion in front of you.

Every sword is real, and every sword is fake.

As long as Fang Xiu is willing, any position of the Tai'a Sword will fall, and it will become a real sword.

The innate Gang Qi floated on the surface of Mo Yunhai, protecting all the body.

Click!

With a slight sound, the indestructible Innate Gang Qi was pierced, and when several Tai'a Swords disappeared, a Tai'A Sword appeared behind Mo Yunhai's back, quietly piercing the Innate Gang Qi.

Mo Yunhai turned around suddenly, his face was solemn, and his hands suddenly closed, just clamping the sword body of Tai'a Sword.

Gang Qi also burst out at this time.

A layer of frost spread upwards along the body of Tai'a Sword at a speed visible to the naked eye, and if Fang Xiu didn't withdraw his hand, it would be frozen together.

Mo Yunhai's face was sneering at this time.

Tai'a Jian's sharpness, he can't pick it up hard, which limits his strength.

Therefore, Mo Yunhai deliberately sold a flaw, what he wanted was to let Fang Xiu attack, and then take this opportunity to solve this biggest trouble.

Things developed as Mo Yunhai thought, and Tai'a Jian was finally firmly locked by him.

Tai'a Jian was locked by Mo Yunhai's palms, Fang Xiu's complexion also changed slightly, and his empty left hand made a fist and punched out.

Rumble!

The ultimate killing broke out, the rich blood made people feel like they were on the battlefield of Shura, and a simple punch was like a life-harvesting scythe, capable of annihilating anyone under this punch.

Mo Yunhai's face also changed greatly, and his palm was urging, and he knocked Tai'a Sword away, and at the same time, he slapped out a palm and collided with Fang Xiu's fist.

Swish!

The gang qi raged out, and a layer of frost quickly formed on the surface of the river, and then it was shattered by the violent gang qi and turned into flowing river water again.

Fang Xiu's body flew out upside down, turned around and stepped in the air, and just grabbed the Tai'a Sword that flew out in his hand.

The sword body shook slightly, and the frost condensed on the sword shattered and fell inch by inch.

On the other side, Mo Yunhai's body sank, half of his feet were submerged in the river, his boots were completely soaked, and his clothes were dyed with a little river water, which looked a little embarrassed.

After fighting so far, both of them can be regarded as using their true strength.

But so far, no one has been able to gain the absolute upper hand.

Fang Xiu's calm face was also a little heavy in his heart.

Mo Yunhai's strength is more than he imagined, the other party has become a strong person in the late congenital stage at such an age, not only relying on talent, but his own strength is not weak at all.

Among the powerhouses of the same realm, Fang Xiu thought that he would not be weaker than others.

But Mo Yunhai's strength was recognized by him.

Even with Tai'a in hand, Fang Xiu was not absolutely sure that he could kill Mo Yunhai here, unless he used other hole cards.

And Mo Yunhai's face is also difficult to see.

The splashing of the river made him lose his former demeanor, and it also changed his mentality that he originally planned to play.

Fang Xiu's realm was lower than him, but his strength was not weaker than him at all, so Mo Yunhai, who had always thought of himself as the pride of the sky, would inevitably be a little unacceptable.

Yang Ting couldn't see the change in his expression, and said to Xiao Hong on the side: "Xiao Qianhu does you know, what kind of level is the strength of the two of them now?"

"It's hard to say. ”

Xiao Hong's face changed, and he hesitated for a moment and shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Yang Ting didn't ask again, but he was secretly awe-inspiring in his heart.

Xiao Hong has always been arrogant, and if he can get these three words from his mouth, it has already shown the strength of Fang Xiu and Mo Yunhai, even if they are not as good as him, I am afraid that they are not much worse.

Only in this case will Xiao Hong spit out these three words from his mouth.

After all, whether it is Mo Yunhai or Fang Xiu, they are both very young, and they are not only many years worse than Xiao Hong.

If you let people know that one of the thirteen days of hunting, but the strength is comparable to that of juniors, it will be a bit of a loss of face no matter what.

Yang Ting returned his attention to Jiangzhong again.

There is Mo Yunhai in the Heavenly Demon Palace, there is Fang Xiu in the Zhengtian Sect, and there is such a young and strong person, they can all be regarded as successors.

As long as the two don't die halfway, they will inevitably be the mainstay of the two factions.