Tang Feng's current mentality is different from the mentality when he faced Xingsha for the first time, the first time he saw Xingsha, he just wanted to have a fight with this top Tianjiao in Zhouxia, and he didn't pay much attention to winning or losing at that time.

But now it's different, he's here again with the idea of winning, because he has a reason to win.

"Again, do you go together, or do you come one by one?" Tang Feng's coat fluttered, staring at the two top Tianjiao in front of him.

"Oh?" Xingsha and Moro have extraordinary vision, Tang Feng stood there, not afraid, so that their hearts were in the same place.

Without absolute self-confidence, how dare you make such a bold statement?

Seeing Tang Feng again, both of them clearly found that a lot of changes had taken place in Tang Feng, whether it was his bearing or strength.

In their eyes, Tang Feng a few days ago was at most the same as Blood Deficiency and the others, whether it was temperament or strength, he was at most in the second gradient, and there was still a distance from them.

But now that I met Tang Feng again, I never thought that Tang Feng would have such a big change.

"Let me come this time, now he is worth letting me shoot." At this time, Moro said in a somewhat strange tone.

"Oh?" Xingsha glanced at Moro in surprise, he didn't expect Moro to take the initiative to invite the battle, with Moro's arrogant nature, if it didn't really arouse his interest, he couldn't do it.

Since Moro was interested, Xingsha didn't want to lose his face, and teased: "Then you have to be careful, if you lose in his hands, it will be a big blow to the prestige of your dark clan." ”

"Once the Dark Clan was born, how could they ever be defeated?" Moro has an invincible spirit, as the Tianjiao of the dark clan in this life, he has absolute confidence to sweep through an era, even if he can't win, he has enough confidence to ensure that he will not be defeated.

Xingsha shrugged his shoulders, and did not deny what Moro said, after all, only one person can be born in each generation of the Dark Clan, if it weren't for the absolute confidence in Moro, how could the ancestors of the Dark Clan let Moro come out and be embarrassed?

What's more, as far as he knew, Moro had really not been defeated in the same realm since he was born.

In a few words, the two confirmed who would make the move.

It's not that they look down on Tang Feng, it's that they all have their own pride and disdain to win more with less.

After all, they are geniuses who want to be invincible in an era, and they can't allow any stain on themselves.

"The Dark Clan, Moro, is fourth on the summer list." Immediately, Moro shrouded in the mist stepped forward, and the two ghostly eyes shone faintly on Tang Feng's body through the mist.

"Terran, Tang Feng!" Tang Feng was not weak, and he also stepped forward and competed with Moro.

"Terran? If you can live in my hands, your name will be recorded in my autobiography, and your race will be left behind. Moro's faint voice rang out.

In the history of the Zexia Kingdom, as long as any Tianjiao who defies the sky, as long as he does not die untimely and sweeps all the way to the present day, there will be special personnel to collect his information and give him an autobiography to record his life deeds.

This autobiography can be said to be a supreme glory, which has been chased and fought for by countless people.

And it is precisely because of this series of strategies of the Zexia Kingdom that these celestial prides of the Zeusa Kingdom are full of flowers, and they will endure from generation to generation, as long as someone fights out of the encirclement, it is a collection of thousands of glory, and its ethnic group will also be valued and flourish again in the contemporary era.

Of course, hundreds of boats are fighting, and if they don't advance, they will retreat, and the geniuses buried in this battle are also innumerable.

"Heh, I don't want to be anyone's supporting role, it's good for me to come up with the autobiography, if your strength can be recognized by me, it is not necessary to add your name to your clan when the time comes." Tang Feng smiled lightly, and returned the same words directly to Moro.

Although Tang Feng looks sinister and cunning, and has some villain behavior, he also has his own pride in his heart.

What's more, he didn't win for the sake of winning, he had a reason why he had to win.

"In that case, let's see the real chapter in our hands."

Before the last word fell, Moro's figure had already disappeared into the air, and the disappearance of the whole person did not fluctuate at all, as if it had merged into the void.

"Huh!"

At this moment, Tang Feng shot out violently, and a long sword was directly blocked in the back of the heart.

"Bell!"

The sound of a clash of gold and iron accompanied by a powerful wave of air swept over Kyoto, shaking away all the clouds in its path, turning the sky blue.

I saw that behind Tang Feng, Moro who was shrouded in mist was holding a dark sword, which was just stabbed on the sword of Minsheng.

"Huh!"

With a missed blow, Moro's body flashed in the void and disappeared again without a trace.

"Oh?" Xingsha saw this situation from a distance, and his brows couldn't help but rise slightly, the first time the two met, they actually fought a tie directly, which surprised him a little.

He has deeply understood the difficulty of Moro, that kind of elusive body, unless the sense is super strong and can predict the place where Moro appears in advance, Moro is like a hidden killer, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

In fact, not only Xingsha was a little surprised, in outer space, those five powerful beings were also very surprised, the dark clan was a famous assassin clan in the Zexia Kingdom, and its powerful assassination ability made many big people change their faces.

And as the most outstanding Tianjiao of this era of the Dark Clan, Moro's assassination skills are naturally beyond doubt.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that Moro's first attack would end in a draw.

Ignoring what those watching the battle thought, after Tang Feng blocked Mo Luo's blow, his divine sense controlled the Compassion Sword and stabbed it in one direction.

"Whew!"

The Sword of Compassion seemed to pierce the heavenly curtain, causing a piercing hiss to resound in the void.

"Bell!"

There was another sound of gold and iron clashing, and I saw Moro's figure revealed, and the dark sword in his hand was in a stalemate with the sword of mercy.

"Your perception is terrifying." Mo Luo's cold voice was a little solemn, and his gloomy gaze, sweeping the sword in front of him, fell directly on Tang Feng.

The first time Tang Feng could predict his appearance, he could think that it was accidental, but the second time Tang Feng directly controlled the Compassion Sword to oppose the guest, then it couldn't be accidental.

Without his keen sense, it would have been impossible to spot his location.

"Kill!" Tang Feng didn't answer Moro, and with a low shout, the Compassion Sword turned into a streamer, swirling around Moro and slashing.

Seven days, Tang Feng did not spend it in vain, his strength had already exceeded countless times a few days ago.

(End of chapter)