Wan Changqing slashed out a knife shadow, the sword shadow was long in the wind, and in an instant, it descended in front of Mo Jiuge, as if to split Mo Jiuge in half, Mo Jiuge hit the flame palm, and the terrifying flame palm print hit the knife shadow.

A huge force spread around, the shadow of the knife and the palm print slowly dissipated, Mo Jiuge's figure flickered, and in an instant, he came to the side of Xuantie, grabbed Xuantie in his hand, and exerted his arm.

Mo Jiu Ge held the Xuantie in his hand, his body flicked, he showed his body technique without a shadow, the speed was extremely fast, he killed towards Wan Changqing, raised the Xuantie with both hands, and from top to bottom, he wanted Wan Changqing to cut it down.

Between the lightning and flint, Wan Changqing didn't have time to cast a spell, so he had to block it horizontally, and before the dark iron arrived, Wan Changqing felt an invisible force pressing him, as if he was going to crush himself to his knees.

Wan Changqing never thought that Mo Jiuge's strength was so strong, he thought that Mo Jiuge could win against Zhu Dada, = because he could also win.

However, he didn't expect Mo Jiuge's strength to be on par with himself, a drop of cold sweat dripped from Wan Changqing's forehead, and the expression on his face became much more hideous, without the slightest appearance of a handsome son.

At this moment, Wan Changqing exuded a crazy domineering state, and a wave of aura permeated from him.

Mo Jiuge's dark iron hit Wan Changqing's pitch-black knife.

"Boom. ”

There was a loud bang, and a huge force struck Wan Changqing's pitch-black knife, causing Wan Changqing's hands holding the knife to tremble, shaking Wan Changqing's hands numb.

Cold sweat flowed down, Wan Changqing's forehead was bulging, and he clenched his teeth, the power of this blow was too strong, and the power was still spreading and not dissipating.

"......"

The black iron and the pitch-black Pu knife rubbed against the metal, and sparks sparked when they collided.

The power of this blow not only came from Mo Jiuge's strength, but also from the weight of Xuantie itself, with the blessing of the two forces, the pressure on Wan Changqing was too great.

Mo Jiu Ge's arms exerted force again, not giving Wan Changqing a chance to breathe.

Wan Changqing's pitch-black Pu Dao trembled wildly, buzzing, Mo Jiuge's eyes froze, and his arm pressed down, pressing Pu Dao downward.

Wan Changqing snorted, and the knife hit his left shoulder, Wan Changqing's face was very hideous, and the back of the knife was directly embedded in Wan Changqing's flesh and blood.

Cutting Wan Changqing's flesh and blood with the back of the knife, you can imagine how strong the power of this blow is, and what kind of pain Wan Changqing endured, not only from the oppression of strength, but also from the pain of cutting the flesh and blood with the back of the knife.

The back of the knife was still cutting down, Wan Changqing pressed his teeth, and used his hands to hold back the overwhelming force.

There was no time to breathe, the aura in Wan Changqing's body was running, "Drink," a loud cry came out of his mouth, and his hands exerted force upward.

In an instant, the power exploded, directly opening Mo Jiuge's Xuantie, and as soon as the power on his body was loosened, Wan Changqing used his body technique to retreat.

Mo Jiu Ge took a few steps back, stabilized his figure, and the two stood opposite each other.

Wan Changqing took a breath and stared at Mo Jiu Ge deadly, with a simple move, he Wan Changqing had already fallen into a disadvantage, and he had suffered a loss.

Jin Wu's heart was surging, seeing Mo Jiuge's strength, he was secretly glad that he was not an enemy of Mo Jiuge, and he was able to make such a powerful friend, and he was still an alchemy master, and the benefits in the future would be indispensable.

Xu Jianping and others secretly said that they knew Wan Changqing's strength, and Xu Jianping was as famous as Wang Changqing, so his strength was naturally recognized.

But now they don't know where to kill such a number one person, and they haven't seen it yet, they know all the famous ones of their big sects or families.

I don't know which genius Mo Jiuge is.

The doubts in my heart are not as good as the two on the field.

Wan Changqing's cold eyes stared at Mo Jiu Ge, and he said with a cruel smile: "I hope that next, you will be able to withstand my attack." ”

Mo Jiuge's face was calm, and his voice was also flat: "I don't know where you got your confidence?"

"Then you try. ”

Wan Changqing sneered, his body flicked, and he killed towards Mo Jiuge, his body was in the air, he raised the knife with both hands, and there was an eagle pounced, the speed was extremely fast, and the manual and Pu knife came.

Mo Jiu singer waved, and Xuantie blocked.

"Boom. ”

The huge force shook Mo Jiuge's body backwards and slipped more than ten feet, and after stabilizing his body, his eyes shrank, and he saw Wan Changqing killing, and the speed was very fast.

The domineering pitch-black Pu knife slashed down wildly.

"Heavenly Slash. ”

The Xuantie in his hand danced, hitting a gang wind, killing Wan Changqing to retreat backwards, the gang wind was raging, spreading to all sides, there were people who were close and weak, and they didn't have time to dodge, they were cut off on the spot, and blood flowed sideways.

Frightened many people into fleeing in all directions.

Wan Changqing's body was straight, he raised his knife with both hands, and the pitch-black blade exuded a cold glow, extremely sharp, and Wan Changqing's aura was injected into the Pu knife.

With the injection of aura, the jet-black blade became sharper, the knife momentum grew, and the sword qi was everywhere.

Many people stared at the power of Wan Changqing's sword, and they couldn't help but sigh secretly that Wan Changqing's strength was strong, and he was worthy of being the leader of this trip to the ancient tomb.

Xu Jianping's eyes condensed, looking at Wan Changqing, and secretly wondered in his heart: This knife is so strong, I didn't expect it to have grown to this point, even if I didn't face him, it was difficult to say that Youbisheng would win me, and I didn't know if this person could take this knife.

"This knife is so scary. ”

"It's so strong!"

Mo Jiu Ge stared at Wan Changqing's knife, and before the knife came out, he felt a terrible knife aura rushing towards his face, as if a sharp knife was cutting on Mo Jiu Ge's face, and it hurt hotly.

The terrifying sword qi became stronger and stronger, and the moment Wan Changqing opened his eyes, the sword qi had reached its peak, and the terrifying sword qi was surging.

Wan Changqing's cold eyes flashed, and he shouted: "Go and die." ”

With a slash, with an indomitable momentum, as if there was a momentum to open the world, a huge sword shadow slashed towards Mo Jiuge.

The shadow of the sword fell slowly, the speed was not fast, and the power was indeed very powerful.

Mo Jiu Ge put away the Xuantie, looked at the huge knife shadow coming towards him, took a deep breath, his eyes condensed, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and his right foot stepped back.

The terrifying aura on his body permeated out, raising his hands, bending his elbows, and a series of steps, it was so calm, as if he had practiced it I don't know how many times to be able to reach such a skillful point.

The fist intent on the fist was terrifying, looking at the oncoming knife shadow, Mo Jiu Ge punched.

"The wind is raging. ”

The first punch of the Seven Kills Fist, this punch, Mo Jiuge has already practiced thousands of times, and it has already reached the point of perfection, but this punch, Mo Jiuge has never been used in actual combat.

Today, however, is how powerful this punch really is.

A punch was blasted out, and the fist shadow carried supreme might, like a dragon going out to sea, as if it was about to break through the sky.

An ordinary punch, without the slightest fancy, can hit such a terrifying power.

"Shhhhh The people around them all gasped and were shocked by Mo Jiuge's punch.

"This punch is no weaker than Wan Changqing's sword. ”

"I don't know if it's this punch or that knife is strong. ”

Everyone around them is watching this battle, and the two have already delivered the strongest blow, and they don't know who can be stronger.

"Boom. ”

The fist print slammed into the shadow of the sword, and a huge force spread to the surroundings, and in the space where Mo Jiuge and Wan Changqing were located, the ground was cracked by a huge force, and cracks spread to all sides.

All the surrounding buildings were destroyed by this force, and they were reduced to dust.

Under the wear and tear of the two forces, the sound of "Boom, Boom, Boom," the sound of metal shattering sounded.

When I looked closely, I saw Wan Changqing holding the knife in both hands, and a crack appeared on the pitch-black Pu knife, and then, there were more and more cracks, and it didn't take a moment.

"Bang. With a bang, the knife in Wan Changqing's hand shattered inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, it shattered into pieces and fell to the ground scattered.

"Shhhhh ”

One person gasped, but he didn't expect that Wan Changqing's knife was broken, and they knew that Wan Changqing's simple knife was not of low grade.

The yellow-level divine soldier was smashed by a punch like this, so how strong is this punch, and Wan Changqing's attack is not weak, under the wear and tear of strength, it can also shatter Wan Changqing's weapon, it can be seen that the power of this punch is really strong.

The huge force knocked Wan Changqing out and slammed it to the ground.

"Senior brother. ”

Wan Changqing's fellow disciple screamed worriedly, stepped forward, and protected Wan Changqing, worried that Mo Jiu Ge would be the killer.

I saw Wan Changqing, bleeding from the seven orifices, and his face was very pale and bloodless.

This punch shook Wan Changqing so much that his internal organs were almost shattered, all his internal organs were displaced, and he didn't know how many bones on his body were broken, Wan Changqing couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs, and he looked extremely disgusting.

Looking at Mo Jiu Ge again, although a force did not shake him away, Mo Jiu Ge resisted with his strong body.

Suddenly, Mo Jiuge's face turned pale, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he was injured, although his injuries were not as serious as Wan Changqing's.

But it was not light, he could feel the burning pain coming from his internal organs, and then, a long blood mark appeared on Mo Jiuge's chest, and there was blood flowing out, which was shocking and terrifying.

This injury was injured by Wan Changqing's knife qi, if it weren't for Mo Jiuge's strong body, that knife qi would be enough to split Mo Jiuge in half.

Even though his physical body was strong, Mo Jiu Ge was still injured by this sword qi, and the terrifying sword qi entered Mo Jiu Ge's body and wantonly destroyed his internal organs.

Mo Jiu Ge couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, his breath was a little weaker, Mo Jiu Ge used the aura in his body, and stubbornly suppressed the wanton destruction of the sword qi.

The aura in the body is running, and the sword qi in the body is slowly eliminated.

This battle can be regarded as a defeat for both sides, but it is obvious that Wan Changqing was more seriously injured, and moreover, Mo Jiuge was still standing and did not fall.

It can also be said that this battle was won by Mo Jiuge.