The blade of the wind seemed to rise from the ground and slashed out along the ground, leaving a white mark on the ground wherever it went, and even debris flew away.

The moment this wind blade appeared, everyone began to exclaim, even the East Peak disciples, the South Peak disciples, and the North Peak disciples. They didn't expect that the technique Mo Yiming cultivated was actually a heaven-slaying technique.

Cutting the sky against the heaven, this is openly provoking Wu Zhongqiang!

The battle of the two Tianjiao is destined to be different!

"This is the duel of masters, Wu Zhongqiang and Mo Yiming!"

"It's also the Heaven Cutting Technique, Mo Yiming's Heaven Cutting Technique, how heavy is it?"

"Mo Yiming's Heaven Slashing Technique, will it reach the sixth level?"

For Wu Zhongqiang's enlightenment of the Heaven Cutting Technique, almost everyone knows that the enlightenment has reached the sixth level, but Mo Yiming is now issuing the Heaven Cutting Technique, except for some disciples, no one else has seen it. Since Mo Yiming chose the Heaven Cutting Technique, but they don't know how many times it is.

But just looking at this simple wind blade slash, they have once again felt this trick of slashing the sky, and it is really not to be underestimated.

Whether it is speed or cultivation power, this heaven-cutting trick is extraordinary. Even when Wu Zhongqiang felt it, he couldn't help but tremble, he also didn't expect that Mo Yiming would choose to cultivate the Heaven Cutting Technique.

But for him, anyone who makes a trick in front of him is simply a clown. Even though this is a provocation, he will definitely make the other party pay.

So at the moment when the wind blade slashed, Wu Zhongqiang did not retreat, and with a simple wave of his sleeves, a white wind blade also seemed to rise from the ground, leaving deep white marks on the ground, and then headed towards the wind blade.

"Bang!"

The moment the two wind blades came into contact, a strong explosion sounded and the cultivation fluctuations dissipated, and at the same time, there was a strong impact force, heading straight for Mo Yiming.

In terms of the cultivation of the Heaven Cutting Technique, Mo Yiming is indeed not as strong as Wu Zhongqiang.

But in the face of this impacting force, Mo Yiming did not retreat, but when his palm was pushed forward, the power of violent cultivation burst out from his palm. Suddenly, it collided with the force of the impact. There was a bang, and the cultivation was as the fluctuations dispersed. In the midst of this fluctuating cultivation, Mo Yiming took a step forward, and his body turned into a long rainbow, like an arrow off the string, and went straight to Wu Zhongqiang.

Although Mo Yiming only realized the fourth level of the Heaven Slashing Technique, his speed was not inferior to Wu Zhongqiang. Because Mo Yiming is usually extremely demanding in terms of speed, and even more so in terms of speed, he has reached the extreme of a kind of gathering qi ninefold.

Wu Zhongqiang didn't dodge, he also took a step, and his body turned into Changhong to meet the attack, this time the two of them did not send out any spells, just a battle between the power of cultivation.

"Bang!"

Almost at the moment when Wu Zhongqiang flew out, the two palms suddenly collided together, and the moment the shock wave in it came into contact, a thunderous explosion sounded, and a circle of visible fluctuations squeezed the void, like an explosion, surging out.

Even in this fluctuation, Mo Yiming and Wu Zhongqiang's hair flew backwards at the same time, and the clothes on their bodies fluttered. But their bodies did not retreat because of this.

Where the palm touched, the two arc-shaped circles of cultivation made a sneering sound like a splash. On both sides of this cultivation circle, Wu Zhongqiang and Mo Yiming's expressions looked dignified at the same time.

Because at this moment, just this competition of cultivation power, without issuing any spells, they already felt that the cultivation power of the two sides was comparable!

Even Yang Hao was amazed by him at this moment, he was very sure that Mo Yiming was not Wu Zhongqiang's opponent, but at this moment, it was not necessarily.

"This Mo Yiming is really different, with the power of cultivation alone, he can be on a par with Wu Zhongqiang, no matter what he is, if he were an ordinary Qi Gathering Ninefold Cultivator, he would have vomited blood and died."

Some of Nanfeng's disciples couldn't help but show exclamations when they looked at Wu Zhongqiang and Mo Yiming.

As for Beifeng's disciples, although they were secretly amazed at Mo Yiming's cultivation power, they were not worried that Wu Zhongqiang would lose to Mo Yiming, because Wu Zhongqiang did not issue a cultivation spell.

Bei Taixuan always kept smiling, but this smile was full of sarcasm. She was very sure that Mo Yiming would not be able to defeat Wu Zhongqiang, and she felt that even if it was just a competition of cultivation power, Mo Yiming would not be able to support it for long!

But this support has been an hour later!

In this hour, Mo Yiming and Wu Zhongqiang had a fight even in eye contact.

A large amount of cultivation power continued to emanate from their bodies, causing beads of sweat to overflow on their foreheads, but their bodies still did not retreat. The sputtered cultivation fluctuations also made a sneering sound.

"This is a duel between masters."

"They are also cultivators who gather qi ninefold, but the power of their cultivation exceeds the existence of the ninefold qi gathering!"

"There is a Wu Zhongqiang in the north peak! There is a Mo Yiming in the West Peak! ”

Among the disciples of Xifeng, they seemed to have forgotten to cheer for Mo Yiming, but were marveling at how long these two people could last under such a stalemate!

The corners of Bei Taixuan's mouth rose slightly, and he muttered in a low voice: "I'll see how long you can hold on." ”

At this moment, the full moon had slowly risen in the sky, and the moonlight sprinkled on their bodies, making their bodies feel slightly cool. But this did not make the burning in the hearts of these monks less than the slightest, and they were eager to see with their own eyes who would win and who would lose.

The sputtered cultivation light illuminated the stone platform, and the expressions of Mo Yiming and Wu Zhongqiang gradually became ugly.

But they won't admit defeat to each other, and after lasting like this for an hour, Bei Taixuan finally stopped being calm, her expression became a little ugly, although she knew that Wu Zhongqiang's cultivation power was comparable to that of a person with a triple transformation, but if it continued like this, it was not necessarily that Wu Zhongqiang could gain the upper hand. She seemed to feel that Mo Yiming's cultivation was even stronger than he imagined.

Everyone didn't exclaim, it seemed that they were silent because of the silence of Mo Yiming and Wu Zhongqiang, and the scene became a little depressed, suppressing not only the reverberation of cultivation fluctuations, but also the mood suppressed in their hearts. They couldn't tell whether Wu Zhongqiang was the better or Mo Yiming's chess was one step higher!

Gradually, under such a stalemate, another hour passed, and almost at the same time, Wu Zhongqiang and Mo Yiming coughed dryly twice at the same time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out at the same time.

Because of this, the cultivation fluctuations spread like an explosion.

After Mo Yiming turned a few times in mid-air, he barely stabilized and felt a feeling of labor pain, under this long-term competition of cultivation power, it seemed to shake the internal organs in his body, which was very unpleasant.

It is not difficult to see from Wu Zhongqiang's expression that he is no better.

Gritting his teeth, Mo Yiming took a deep breath, and suddenly stepped out of the void, after this step, he grabbed the void with his five fingers, and the power of cultivation in all directions condensed, such as activating an inexplicable law of heaven and earth, and when the palm of his hand was swung out again, a huge battle axe, after the power of cultivation and the power of heaven and earth were perfectly fused, the moment it was transformed, it slashed directly towards Wu Zhongqiang!

Even at the moment when the tomahawk was cut off, a crack was directly torn out of this void, visible to the naked eye!

Even the fluctuations brought out by this tomahawk made these monks feel it, and they couldn't help but show a look of embarrassment.

"This is the secret to killing the sky! The power is not to be underestimated! ”

"This is the third level of the Heaven Cutting Technique, it turns out that Mo Yiming's Heaven Cutting Technique has clearly realized the third level!"

"No, if he only understood the third level of the Heaven Slaying Technique, it would not be possible for him to be so fast!"

The scene, which had been silent for a long time, finally fell into the sound of discussion again, most of them were amazed at the strangeness of this Heaven Slaying Technique, but some, they also noticed some of the anomalies in it.

As for Wu Zhongqiang, a trace of essence suddenly flashed in his eyes, and this essence flashed out and turned into a touch of killing intent, and even under this killing intent, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "The third level of the Heaven Cutting Technique, in front of me, what is it!" ”

At the end of Wu Zhongqiang's words, as if he was drinking, he stepped out in one step, grabbed the void with his palm, and in an instant, a huge battle axe appeared in front of him.

This tomahawk, but by its appearance, is much bigger than Mo Yiming's!