At this point, everyone was full of shock, "This is ...... Hong Huangjue, I didn't expect Mo Yu to practice this forbidden martial art. There was a lot of talk. The huge power of the desolation spreads out, this power does not have any attack power, there is the supreme majesty, the majesty of the desolate, with the help of the power of the desolate, this kind of martial art directly improves the strength of the martial art, and then the disadvantages of the martial art must also be quite large, but in order to defeat Ling Fei, Mo Yu did not hesitate to use this forbidden martial art.

Feng Jiutian is in charge but there is no way to stop it, not because he doesn't want to, but he knows this kind of martial art very well, and in the process of urging, he can't interrupt it, because once he interrupts the urging of the Hong Desolation Jue, the initiator will stop at the current realm at best, and at worst it will hurt his life, the incursion has been carried out in the late stage, the strength has been improved, and it is just being stabilized, and the head of the sect will not have any casualties because of a competition, so the head of the sect did not make a move to interrupt the urging of Mo Yu's Hong Desolation Jue.

When the head of the sect turned his gaze to Ling Fei, Ling Fei's eyes fluctuated slightly, staring at Mo Yu indifferently, but there was no change in his face, and what he had was still that cold. However, the shadows in the jade pendant had already shouted: "Ling Fei, you have to be careful, this is the secret of the Flood Wilderness?"

"What is the secret of the Flood Desolation?" Ling Fei asked rhetorically. The shadow can only answer patiently:" The Flood Wilderness Technique is actually an incomplete martial art, his real name is called: The Flood Wilderness Sutra is a martial art that improves its own strength in a short period of time, and after the time passes, it will naturally restore its original strength, which is a rare special martial art in the mainland's higher martial arts, the Flood Wilderness Sutra is a veritable heaven-level martial art, if the Flood Wilderness Sutra is disassembled and cultivated, then it will consume its own life source every time, so it is called the Flood Wilderness Recipe for a forbidden martial art, but the real Flood Wilderness Sutra also consumes, but the consumption is small, and it can be restored immediately, this Mo Yu does not hesitate to use the Flood Wilderness Recipe to consume the origin of life to deal with you, this is to treat you as a life and death enemy。 ”

Shadow's explanation, the only thing that moved Ling Fei was that the original version of this Flood Desolation Recipe was a heaven-level martial art: Flood Desolation Sutra, Ling Fei said in his heart: Since you treat me as an enemy of life and death, then don't blame me for not giving you face, how can I talk nonsense about my cultivation results in the past month.

The master, the morning wind, the dream falls, Ye Feng looked at all this in front of him in a daze, the change was too fast, Mo Yu, who was originally down, had become the peak strength of the Divine Hidden Mirror at this time, the four of them looked at Ling Fei, and there was a trace of worry in their eyes, under the convergence of countless eyes, Ling Fei's eyes only had calm, as if he did not take Mo Yu's promotion to heart at all.

Cross-legged on the ground with the help of Mo Yu's kung fu to induce the Flood Desolation Technique to recover, Ling Fei slowly stood up, however, at the moment when his body stood up, his eyes were in vain, the soles of his feet were on the ground, and his body swept out like a cannonball, and the cyclone of grass and trees condensed in his palms had already been completed, heading towards Mo Yu's chest.

"Bastard" An angry voice came from the mouth of Mo Yu, who had just come back to his senses, and at the same time, he was also moving quickly, and it was a wild trick, at this moment, Mo Yu, who was at the peak of the Divine Hidden Mirror, did not take Ling Fei seriously at all, and in the face of Ling Fei's offensive, Mo Yu burst into front of Ling Fei.

"Roll" in the face of Mo Yu's power, Ling Fei's condensed spiritual power like a giant hammer and violently dispersed Mo Yu's attack, Mo Yu's long hair danced, and the majestic spiritual power continued to spread, Mo Yu's face was cold, the two fought against each other this time, there was no effect, and suddenly Mo Yu's spiritual power showed purple, and the aura was full of domineering energy, purple was extremely bright, and then, shouted: Xuan-level medium martial arts: Purple Qi came from the east, with a strong force, Mo Yu took the lead in launching an offensive and swept directly towards Ling Fei.

Looking at Mo Yu who was coming from the storm and the powerful spiritual power, Ling Fei understood that this was Mo Yu's strongest move, and Ling Fei, who was immovable, began to move, and deliberately shouted: Yellow Order Superior Martial Skill: Tsing Yi Jue. A trace of disdain flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, Ling Fei integrated into the ethereal sense of Tsing Yi Jue is not what Mo Yu can disdain, since Ling Fei comprehended Ethereal, almost all the time was spent in the fusion martial arts, in that battle with Yunxiao, I wanted to add ethereal to the Baguazhang, now the dream has come true, the gossip palm is out, virtual and real, there is no fancy handprints and visions, a few simple hand knots are played, and the Aoki-colored dragon resurfaces.

At this time, the green wood-colored dragon has no comparison with the original, full of powerful violent power and that ethereal sense of Tsing Yi Jue and Mo Yu's purple qi collided together, Ling Fei poured huge energy on Mo Yu's bright purple light, the two energies with the sound of sound in the sky, smashed together, in the horrified eyes of everyone, the green wood color dragon and golden energy with a sonic boom, a series of fine cracks quickly covered with golden energy and dragon, with the spread of the cracks, the two forces exploded out of thin air, the light spots in the sky, scattered everywhere, and the two vomited blood。

Ling Fei immediately urged Xingchen Jue to attack again. "How is that possible?"

Mo Yu's eyes were full of doubts, like the god of war, Ling Fei who came in the light, Mo Yu who didn't bother with doubts, the huge power spread out like ripples, the power was like even a mountain could smash over half of the wall, the terrible strong wind, like a blade, Mo Yu could only use the power as a weapon, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, his body that had just been drained of spiritual power, Ling Fei's brutal power poured out, strong fluctuations, Mo Yu took out all his strength to resist, swept out in vain like a storm, the sky appeared a slight distortion at this moment, the two fists bombarded together, setting off a huge wave of air, and before Mo Yu could take a breath, Ling Fei punched again。

"It's just vulnerable. Ling Fei said lightly, looking at the figure coming, Mo Yu closed his eyes, his dry throat seemed to be stuck, and a sentence came out for a long time: "I lost." Ling Fei just grabbed Mo Yu's throat, and Mo Yu roared: "No, no, it's impossible, you can't beat me, how can I lose, I'm already at the peak of the Divine Hidden Mirror, it's impossible." Mo Yu ran away in a frenzy, and no one stopped him.

Ling Fei looked at everything in front of him, smiled, and fell to the ground suddenly, he was too tired, everyone immediately stepped forward and carried Ling Fei towards the small courtyard. However, the shadow in the jade pendant was a little more worried, and the shadow would rather Ling Fei lose and adjust back to his psychology than he would defeat a higher-level existence. (It's finally been written, and it's really hard to write.) Seeing that I am working so hard, everyone understands that I recommend tickets and collections. Your support is my biggest motivation. ）