"What is that? Jiang Mo's Martial King Golden Body?"

"It looks so strong, especially the two points of cyan flame on the top of that golden body, it gives me a feeling of heart palpitations!"

"This Martial King's golden body seems to have some kind of magical power, and even my eyes have been attracted to it!"

The four-zhang size Martial King's golden body was quietly suspended behind Jiang Mo, and black silk threads were outlined up and down on the golden body, and between the occasional beating of the Eight Desolations Burning Heavenly Flame, it released an astonishing temperature.

Everything is silently revealing two words: powerful!

In comparison, it was the Optimus Fist behind Lei Hao, which seemed a little ordinary.

On the towering pavilion, the two deputy palace masters couldn't help but glance at the golden body of the Martial King behind Jiang Mo, which was flowing with a deep and dark light.

Especially the black silk thread and the two cyan flame-like pupils, both of them couldn't see through it.

The Eight Desolations Burning Heavenly Flame and Devouring Martial Veins are both powerful and very mysterious and rare, not to mention the two of them, even if the palace master of the Heavenly Netherworld Palace is there in person, they may not be able to recognize it at a glance.

"Boy, bells and whistles are useless on the battlefield, and things that can kill people are the best!" Lei Hao pouted and laughed.

Hearing this, Jiang Mo didn't give an inch, and said with a faint smile: "The bells and whistles may not be useless, maybe the speed at which it kills people will surprise you!"

The two of them said to Mai Mang, and the short calm was broken by Lei Hao.

His right fist was raised high, and at the same time, the five-zhang huge fist behind him also soared into the sky, as if it was about to break through the clouds and tear the sky!

At this moment, there was thunder rolling, and dark clouds were gathering, full of momentum.

Dao purple lightning, like a thunder snake, shuttled back and forth in the dark clouds, and under the background, it was even more terrifying and terrifying.

At a certain moment, Lei Hao's momentum suddenly reached its peak, he screamed violently, and the Optimus Fist behind him smashed down.

"Wrath of the Thunder King!"

The cheers fell, and the Fist of Optimus carried this domineering power, blasting the air, as if even half of the sky was collapsing and rumbling!

In the face of this momentum, as well as a powerful blow, Jiang Mo's pair of pitch-black eyes suddenly lifted, and as his handprint changed, the black martial king's golden body behind him also rose up, meeting the fist that smashed down.

Thundered!

This big guy who Jiang Mo called the 'Flame Devouring Golden Body' slowly raised his arms, and a terrifying suction force like a black hole suddenly exploded, like a whirlpool, directly facing the Optimus Fist.

The black whirlpool spun and spun open, and with this action, a series of fine cracks appeared in the surrounding space, as if the space could not withstand the powerful devouring force, and collapsed inch by inch.

In a flash, that black vortex appeared on the Optimus Fist, and the two attacks, which were originally disproportionate, burst out with diametrically opposite power at this moment.

Boom!

Bursts of scalp-tingling sounds continued to come out, and the Optimus Punch, which gathered Lei Hao's full strength, actually began to shatter under the tearing of this force!

At this scene, everyone who watched it had a fixed gaze!

Lei Hao was also shocked, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and with the power of the essence blood poured into it, the Optimus Fist, which had originally begun to shatter, was quietly bridged.

There are even more blood threads wrapped around it, and between the scarlet light, there is an invisible evil aura diffused out.

Seeing this, the corners of Jiang Mo's mouth twitched, and the palms of the 'Flame Devouring Golden Body' moved slightly, and the power of devouring the vortex skyrocketed a few points again, frantically tearing the Optimus Fist.

When the two forces were holding each other, the eyes of the 'Flame Devouring Golden Body' burst out with two cyan rays of light like sharp arrows, and in a flash, they appeared on the Optimus Fist.

With a bang, the monstrous flames suddenly swept away, and the terrifying heat wrapped the Optimus Fist, and began to calcinate wildly, making a sneering sound.

This scene made Lei Hao's eyes glazed, and he looked at his Martial King Golden Body in a daze, and under the calcination of the cyan flame, bursts of mist began to emerge, and it seemed to have a tendency to melt.

"This guy actually wants to destroy my Martial King's golden body!" After seeing the madness in Jiang Mo's eyes, even Lei Hao, who has always been known for his ruthlessness and madness, couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

If the golden body of the Martial King is destroyed, then his strength will fall to a very low realm, perhaps directly back to the realm of the Martial King, as soon as he thought of this, Lei Hao actually screamed miserably.

"No, we must not let this guy succeed!" Lei Hao roared, and a rare look of horror appeared on his face.

After his roar fell, he clenched his fists, intending to withdraw the Optimus Fist, not daring to continue to fight with Jiang Mo, if it continued like this, he could really cultivate and fall, which was an unimaginable and terrifying thing for a martial arts monk!

The Fist of Heaven began to tremble violently, twisting and turning, trying to exit, but was entangled by the black vortex, and could not exit.

And between the cyan flames raging, it made Lei Hao's Martial King Golden Body rise with a mist, and gradually became illusory.

At this moment, Lei Hao finally realized the horror of Jiang Mo, he made you in a dilemma, and you couldn't evacuate if you wanted to.

"If it goes on like this, my Martial King's golden body will be destroyed!" Those terrible thoughts kept flashing in Lei Hao's heart, if the Martial King's golden body was destroyed, it would be even more terrible than being slaughtered by a bloody man into the Netherworld Battlefield.

In the end, Lei Hao directly begged Jiang Mo for mercy: "I won't fight with you, please raise your noble hand and let Lei go once!"

As soon as Lei Hao's words came out, it immediately caused an uproar, and the onlookers around him were all shocked.

This Lei Hao, who has always been ruthless and domineering, actually had a day of begging for mercy, and when his hole cards were exhausted, he was beaten without temper.

"Blood Deputy Palace Master, it seems that this fierce general under your command is no match for Jiang Mo's little guy!" Bai Sha chuckled.

Hearing this, Bloody Man Tu's face was also very embarrassed, he shook his eyebrows and said, "In the next month, this seat will throw Lei Hao's kid into the Netherworld Battlefield and let him hone his life!"

"Hehe, the Blood Deputy Palace Master is ruthless enough, a place like the Netherworld Battlefield, once you enter it, you will be dead and alive!" Bai Xu said lightly.

While the two were discussing, Jiang Mo had already weakened the power of the black vortex.

There is no life-and-death enmity between him and Lei Hao, it is just an ordinary exchange, and there is no need to fight to the death.

Jiang Mo knew very well in his heart that even if he had the upper hand now, if he forced that Lei Hao into a desperate situation, the latter's dying counterattack would not be easy to bear.

It's better to be a favor and let him go.

(End of chapter)