On the bank of the long river, Fang Ye, who was wearing a plain robe and had a calm and gentle face, just like a college lecturer, punched forward. As he had shown, his punch was also very ordinary, without any momentum or any explosion. But he is not a real academy lecturer after all, he is the sect master of mountains and rivers, and the punch he throws is destined to be unusual.

Countless Yuan forces between heaven and earth began to gather rapidly under the action of some invisible force, and a shallow fist shadow emerged from it, with the integration of countless Yuan forces, the fist shadow quickly became condensed, and finally almost substantial, if you look closely, you can even see the extremely fine and dense but extremely clear flesh and blood texture on the fist. It roared, getting stronger with each minute, but still not half of the breath came from it.

The fifth-order battle sect Yuan Li was released.

Sixth-Order Battle King Yuan Force Condensation Armor.

The seventh-order Battle Emperor Yuan Force is out of his body.

The Sect Master of Mountains and Rivers has been hiding for less than 17 years, although he has not set foot in the seventh order, he has already stood at the peak of the sixth order, peeking into that realm, and exerting some methods of the war emperor. Even if there is only a trace of it, it is the power of the War Emperor, a terrifying power beyond the six levels.

Although he is confident, he is still cautious, and since he has struck, he will kill with one blow so that he will not regenerate the trouble.

Mo Yu hurriedly retreated, still facing the Sect Master of Mountains and Rivers, and when he saw this clear fist mark, his heart contracted violently, as if he was pinched by an invisible big hand, and it was about to burst open in the next moment, so it was not uncomfortable.

In the face of such a strong enemy, Mo Yu's face became more and more pale in pain, but his eyes were very calm, and he was calm and calm. Because he was sure that the Sect Master of Mountains and Rivers would never give him the slightest chance of life, then the emotion of fear would become meaningless, and it would only make him die faster. And in the depths of the misty mire, he has experienced too many things, whether it is the Eternal Altar, the Blood Robe Protector, the Great Venerable Realm Ancient Demon Soul Arrow, or the Divine Yang Lord Phantom, they are all countless times more powerful than the Sect Master of Mountains and Rivers, and even on him, there is still a part of the soul of Qin Qing'er who is about to be immortalized.

Having a high vision doesn't mean that he can compete with the Peak Battle King, but at least he won't be as frightened and helpless as an ordinary monk when facing the Mountain and River Sect Master. With a strong will, he can burst out his strongest strength and win a chance in this desperate situation!

Mo Yu's figure retreated violently, his left arm was raised, and a large amount of black blood gushed out between his five fingers, condensing a large bow at an extremely fast speed, the bow was two meters long, as if made of some kind of bone, and the surface was covered with a thin layer of blood-covered periosteum, but the longbow had no strings.

The right hand was raised, pinched the void bowstring, and pulled it away violently, the bow body was slightly bent, and it was connected to the invisible bowstring, and the outline was like a full moon. Black blood gushed out of the void, fused and converged into a long arrow, and his three fingers of the arrow cracked at the same time, and the blood gushed out under the devouring power, merging into the body of the arrow, making it turn red and bloody, spitting dazzling blood.

In the spirit cultivation space, Qin Qing'er's face was pale, she gritted her teeth slightly, stretched out her hand and pointed to the center of her eyebrows, and a drop of golden blood appeared from it. The golden blood separated from her body, and her soul became transparent in an instant, like an image formed by a mist of water, which could be blown away by a gust of wind. The "pop" sound was soft, and the golden blood was split in two, half of which melted back into the center of the eyebrows, and Qin Qing'er's soul suddenly felt a little more condensed, but it was still translucent, revealing an extremely weak aura. She didn't hesitate, with a flick of her fingers, half a drop of golden blood in front of her directly merged into the space and disappeared.

The next moment, the golden blood appeared, already in front of Mo Yu, without his slightest urge, it directly merged into the arrow body in a flash. The long arrow suddenly "buzzed" and trembled slightly, and golden textures quickly appeared on the body of the Yin Red Arrow, and there was also a faint faint faint gold on the blood that was swallowing.

Mo Yu knew that it was Qin Qing'er who made a move! She already had no strength to fight again, and if she forcibly made a move, it would inevitably cause great damage to herself. But just as Mo Yu didn't have a choice, she didn't have a choice, she didn't want to lose her soul, so she could only fight!

The small but rapid vibration of the long arrow caused the bones of his hand to sting, and then transmitted to his entire arm, causing his flesh to twist and creak like steel, and the sound of bones grinding together was like iron and stone. Infused with half a drop of Qin Qing'er's golden blood, the power of this arrow skyrocketed wildly, and it was gradually about to break free.

Mo Yu let out a low roar in his mouth, "Kill!" The sound fell and his hand was loosened, and the arrow hole pierced through the air, and shot out! This arrow was integrated with all the soul power of the first rank of the Bitter Spirit King, and there was the blood sacrifice of him and Qin Qing'er, it was the strongest means he could use! Whether he could get a glimmer of life was in this arrow!

The arrow moved so fast that before the sound of tearing through the air could be heard, it had already crossed the entire space, colliding with the falling condensed fist shadow. The body of the arrow and the fist mark trembled lightly at the same time, trembling extremely slightly, but when it spread to the surrounding space, it completely stirred the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force, turning into a monstrous wave, containing an incomparably terrifying power, falling down in all directions!

On the ground, the bitter corpse was completely shattered into the tiniest beads of blood under this force, forming a cloud of scarlet blood mist. The stones of different sizes of the river embankment were broken at the same time, the big stones became small stones, the small stones became broken stones, and the broken stones turned into stone sand, and the radius of hundreds of meters turned into a sea of fine broken sand. The rushing river was shaken into the air from the ground, and then collapsed and shattered into countless droplets that fell to the ground in the tremor of the Yuan Force, as if a heavy rain had fallen out of thin air.

Mo Yu's soul power gushed out in a way of extreme compression, and the qi and blood in his body were shaking wildly, and he burst out with his strongest strength, resisting the oncoming terrifying impact, and at the same time using this power to make himself retreat faster. His face quickly turned pale, his brow furrowed together in pain, and blood began to flow from his mouth and nose.

On the fist print, between the extremely fine and dense clear flesh and blood textures, a small crack suddenly appeared, and then spread at an extremely fast speed, finally causing the fist mark to collapse violently, turning into a violent Heaven and Earth Yuan Force and completely exploding!

Fang Ye's face was solemn, and the calm confidence in the depths of his eyes was broken for the first time, and he gushed out with anger. He didn't expect that Mo Yu still had such a terrifying hole card in his hand, which could unleash the terrifying power!

The arrow had not yet arrived, but the qi machine that had been locked in the distance had already surged into his heart, causing a great crisis to suddenly arise in his heart! This was the first time that he had experienced this feeling in a monk below the seventh order, Fang Ye understood that he had underestimated Mo Yu from the beginning, and if he hadn't given him time to recover and prepare, he would have killed him directly, and he might have succeeded in killing him. But once the thing has happened, it can no longer be changed, Fang Ye's heart is extremely strong, and the moment a faint remorse arises, he is forcibly pressed down.

Every inch of flesh and blood in his body contained powerful qi and blood gushed out wildly, and dazzling spiritual light erupted from his body, turning into a delicate and gorgeous but incomparably powerful armor covering his body, even his eyes were being protected.

Fang Ye drank in his mouth, took a step into the fine sand, squatted slightly, bent his arms and clenched his fists, and blasted forward! After all, he had never really stepped into the Battle Emperor Rank, and the Yuan Force Separation Method could only be used once a day, so in the face of this arrow full of killing will, he could only burst out his strongest strength and shake it with his fist!

Boom! A loud bang was like thunder on the ground, and the terrifying force that erupted in an instant completely shattered the underground rocks and sand into dust, and then was rolled up by the powerful force and turned into a miserable white dust mist, enveloping the space within a radius of 100 meters!

At the same time, Mo Yu seized the opportunity, and the black and silver wings behind his back instantly unfolded, and he slapped it and fled quickly into the distance, "Sect Master of Mountains and Rivers, what you give today, you should return it in the future!" His deep voice continued to echo in the air.

The terrifying power fluctuations raged in the air for a long time before gradually dissipating, and when the dust and mist dissipated, I saw that the place where the sect master of the mountains and rivers was located was bombarded by the terrifying power and bombarded a deep pit of tens of meters, and the Yuanli armor on his body was broken in many places, and the fist collided with the arrows until the entire arm covered the armor was completely torn, and there were countless broken wounds crisscrossing the flesh and blood, trembling slightly, and the dripping blood continued to drip from the fingertips.

Fang Ye's face was slightly pale, his brows were furrowed tightly, and he looked in the direction of Mo Yu's escape, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain. He suffered a lot of injuries from this arrow, and it was by no means as simple as it appeared on the surface. If he continues to chase and kill, not to mention whether Mo Yu still has hole cards in his hand, his own safety will be difficult to guarantee.

You must know that the reason why he has been safe and sound all these years is because he is hiding in Shanhe City, and if the seventh-order cultivators of the four major sects know that he is leaving, he will definitely come to kill him at any cost. The covetousness of the four major sects for the Shanhe Sect has long been not a day or two. Sensing the many breaths that were approaching rapidly, Fang Ye shook his head and pressed the idea of chasing and killing, and completely erased the blood dripping from himself with a single step, turned around and floated away.

He regretted not being able to kill Mo Yu, but his eyes were brighter than ever. This arrow injured him and didn't dare to chase it anymore, but it also made him gain something, and the unreachable seventh-order War Emperor realm seemed to be clearer in his eyes. He had a faint intuition that if he returned to retreat and attain enlightenment, he would definitely break through within a week or two, and this was one of the reasons why he did not take the risk to continue the pursuit.

As for the reputation of Shanhe City...... It's just rumors with no evidence, and they can't make much of a storm. As long as he can break through his cultivation, these are all stubbles.

"Do you want to seek revenge on me? In the whisper, the speed of the Mountain and River Sect Master became faster, and the figure disappeared in a flash.

After a while, monks came one after another, not only from all parties to participate in the auction, but also from the strong people of the Mountain and River Sect, whose cultivation was above the fifth order. Feeling the fluctuations of power in the air that had not completely dissipated, looking at the river embankment that had turned into fine sand in the hundreds of meters and the large pit formed by the mountain and river sect master, their bodies stiffened at the same time, and their eyes showed fear.

This kind of destructive power is at least a fight between sixth-order peak cultivators...... What was the reason for such a terrifying powerhouse to fight? But soon, a mid-level Great Spirit Infant Realm cultivator's face changed slightly, and he turned around and left without saying a word. The surrounding monks also reacted one after another, and turned and retreated one after another, even faster than when they came.

They came to see the excitement, and some people may have the idea of fishing in troubled waters, but the battle that took place here was beyond their limits, and it was natural to go as far as they could, so as not to lose their lives by accident.

Soon, this place was empty, except for Mo Yu and the Sect Master of Mountains and Rivers, no one knew that a Spirit King Rank powerhouse had fallen here. And this matter involves the reputation of the Mountain and River Sect, and Fang Ye will definitely not spread it, so no one will ever know that a Savage Saint Sect Spirit King Monk has died in the hands of Mo Yu.

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