At this moment, I am afraid that the most frightened person is Taifeng. When Mo Wuji's gloomy gaze shot at him, the funny boy trembled and lowered his head. He didn't dare to imagine that if Long Hao innocently used his fist gloves to introduce his name on Mo Wuxian's face, how Mo Wuxian would torture himself afterwards!

Mo Wuxian's face was pale, even a little hideous, and he sneered for a long time before he sneered: "Long Haotian, let me see your methods!"

"As you wish!"

To be honest, Mo Wuxian's Yin Owl Qi was indeed like a man's back, and Long Haotian didn't even want to stay with it for a while. Just watched him shout angrily, and also lit up seventy weapon patterns, and a move "Thousand Cracks" slammed towards Mo Wuxi.

"One thousand and one hundred punches, heh!" Mo Wuxian snorted coldly, and two rays of essence shot out of his fierce eagle-like eyes, "Kill!"

"Boom, boom, boom——"

In just a moment, the entire battle table was shrouded in endless fist shadows.

"How is it possible! Mo Wuxian has also cultivated to the realm of 'Thousand Cracks'!"

Many of you here still have some understanding of Mo Wuxian's strength. At least a few months ago, he was still hovering at the threshold of the "Hundred Cracks" realm, and he was never allowed to break through. But who would have thought that after a few months, he really broke through this barrier, which others often spend several years, or even more than ten years may not be able to overcome.

And many people found that Mo Wuji's fist speed seemed to be more dominant than Long Haotian's, reaching 1,200 punches. Although Long Haotian has his superiority in fist strength, but Mo Wuxian cultivation is four small realms higher than Long Haotian, so this gap in fist strength has been flattened unconsciously.

Lei Zhenyue's face showed a rare smile of relief. He looked left and right quite proudly, especially squinting at Xie Rongyuan for a long time with the corner of his eye, and the disdain in his eyes was overflowing. The strength and talent that Mo Wuxian has shown now are far beyond understanding Wuxian. It's ridiculous that Xie Rongyuan actually judged people by their appearance, and abandoned Mo Wuxian as a cheat!

"Hmph, Senior Brother, my family is more traceless than yours, how is it?" Lei Zhenyue shook his bright head, and people couldn't help but admire the miracle of the Creator, why a person's head could be so round.

"My family is not to blame, it is indeed not as traceless as your family. Xie Rongyuan said coldly, and before Lei Zhenyue could answer, Xie Rongyuan suddenly burst out, "I hope he can walk off the decisive stage alive!"

"Heh! I didn't expect you to have confidence in Long Haotian in order to fight Wuji! Senior brother, senior brother, you are really narrow-minded!" Lei Zhenyue sneered.

Xie Rongyuan snorted coldly and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. On the side, Fang Zhantu touched his mustache meaningfully, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Luo Jiutian took a sip of wine leisurely and said leisurely: "Fourth Senior Brother, taking advantage of people's danger is not a hero!"

"Huh?" Lei Zhenyue turned his head and glanced at the fifth junior disciple who had always been mysterious. It's just that from his slightly lazy eyes, Lei Zhenyue couldn't read any useful information.

"Old Five, what do you mean by that?"

"Senior brother is now experiencing the pain of losing his son, is it a little inappropriate for you to ridicule his son-in-law again?" Luo Jiutian said lightly.

"Heh!" Lei Zhenyue was a little displeased when Luo Jiutian told him about it, but since this provocation failed to provoke Xie Rongyuan, he could only find another opportunity.

"Drink your wine well, don't get drunk!" he scolded Luo Jiutian, but Luo Jiutian pretended to close his eyes, intoxicated by the mellow aroma of the wine.

On the decisive stage, Long Haotian and Mo Wuxian had already fought more than 10,000 punches. Since the two of them have exerted the blessings of the realm to the extreme, every punch can be described as an earth-shattering shock.

100,000 spectators, amazed and unable to speak. How many years, I don't know how many years, they can finally see two warriors, fighting on the decisive platform with "Thousand Splits". Such a shocking scene, the next time I want to see it, I really don't know how many years it will be!

Mo Wuxian's face at this moment was already extremely solemn.

That day in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, due to Shao Lao's intervention, he finally failed to grab the only "Thousand Cracks" cultivation room. However, later, Lei Zhenyue personally came forward to train him, and finally made Mo Wuxian break through the shackles. And he was also quite conceited that even if Long Haotian grabbed the cultivation room, he would not be able to reach the realm of "Thousand Cracks".

But now, Long Haotian not only reached it, but also did not fall behind in the slightest against himself. At the same time, Mo Wuxian also found that Long Haotian's true qi reserves were too strong, and he was obviously four small realms higher than him, but his stamina was a little unsustainable.

"Hmph, it seems that I have to summon the Flame Sky Phantom Beast today!" Mo Wuxian muttered, "Just let me see, what kind of star seed your kid is smelting, and why is the reserve of True Qi so terrifying!"

After thinking about it, just watch Mo Wuxian jump out of the circle with one move, and the stormy attack finally announced a paragraph. The audience breathed a long sigh of relief, and their chests felt the rhythm of beating. It was as if the duel at that moment or so had made them forget everything, even their heartbeats and breathing.

"Long Haotian!

"Praise it!" Long Haotian said coldly, "If you want to summon the Flame Sky Phantom Beast, just summon it! After all, it is also one of your means, there is nothing to be ashamed of!"

"You ......" Mo Wuxian was speechless for a while. The rest of the people couldn't help but sweat for Long Haotian.

Mo Wuxian is the second strongest man in the Flame Heaven Realm, and he is also the leader of his generation, and the second disciple of the past. But in terms of martial arts, he couldn't take a young man who was six or seven years younger than him, and his realm cultivation was only the eighth level of the Star Refining Realm. This was already humiliating enough, but for the sake of face, he had to make a last fight with the Flame Sky Phantom Beast, which made Mo Wuxian feel even more ashamed and embarrassed.

Human nature is like this, whether it is shame or embarrassment, you can endure it, but others can't say it. And making this shame and embarrassment public is tantamount to slapping the other party in front of everyone, and that person is afraid of the tiger's outburst!

Sure enough, I saw that the blue tendons in the corners of Mo Wuji's forehead burst out. The things that made him feel embarrassed were directly broken by Long Haotiandao, which really made him feel like he was about to go crazy. For a moment, he hesitated.

Long Haotian smiled coldly and said, "Mo Wuxian, have you decided?" I don't have time to spend here with you. If you feel embarrassed to summon a phantom beast, then continue to let the horse come and fight me! Don't worry, if you don't summon a phantom beast, I won't use the phantom beast to bully you!"

"Shut up!" Mo Wuxian was completely furious. A pair of squinted eyes also seemed to be staring at an unprecedented width, and it was surprising to find that the six-eyebrow boy still had pupils.

"Long Haotian, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

Mo Wuxian said, and roared angrily. A moment later, behind him, a giant bird with a wingspan of more than 400 meters appeared. The bird's whole body flickered with electric light, and the light almost eclipsed the setting sun in the west at this moment.

This was also the first time the audience had seen Mo Wuxian's phantom beast, and at this moment, everyone's faces showed a frightened expression: "Seventh-order high-grade star species, Tyrannosaurus Sparrow!"

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