A black mist as thick as blood seeped out of Mo Jingtian's body, as if something was about to emerge from the black mist, making people feel weird and terrifying! The martial arts cultivated by their Mo family were treacherous and gloomy, as long as they used some secret method to collect the essence blood of demon beasts, their strength could progress very quickly! This was also the reason why he had already cultivated to the Small Creation Realm at a young age.

He slowly stretched out his palm, his palm was slender and straight, more slender and beautiful than a woman's palm, only slightly dark, as if the palm of his hand was made of white jade. He is very satisfied with his hands, the martial art he cultivates is called the heart demon entanglement, the cultivation of this kind of martial art, requires a lot of demon beast essence blood, refining the essence blood and flesh of the demon beast in the devouring, after cultivating the devoured essence blood and flesh, after repeatedly killing the demon beast, until the heart demon entanglement is cultivated to the end of the day! Otherwise, he will not be able to stop, as long as he stops, he will explode and die.

Although he didn't cultivate the heart demon entanglement to Dacheng, but he had already cultivated to Xiaocheng, he didn't think that Xin Qijie was his opponent, so he shot a pair of cold eyes on Xin Qijie's face, and said with a proud smile: "Do you think you can resist a few moves in my hands! In my eyes, a disciple of a sect like your Xingxuan Sect is just a waste." Because even a disciple of a first-class sect can't make twenty moves in my hands! Not to mention a waste sect disciple like you! I will make you kneel and beg for mercy in ten moves. ”

Hearing that he was so arrogant and rampant, Xin Qijie laughed angrily and said: "With such a superb look as you, a thousand moves may not be able to defeat me, let alone ten moves? ”

Mo's shocking black hair flew coldly, and he took a step slowly, and snorted coldly: "Little cub, Lao Tzu has already given you face by defeating you within ten moves!" As he spoke, his body jumped out like lightning, and the cold black air flow roared open, and his fist smashed towards Xin Qijie. I saw a black shadow flickering above his fist, and the fist turned into a huge black beast claw, covered with sharp claws, like eagle claws, but it was more terrifying than eagle claws. Because his claws were covered with cold black scale armor, which shimmered like iron, and blasted at Xin Qijie's cheeks.

Xin Qijie's eyes showed a solemn look, no wonder this person was so proud, it turned out that he had a few brushes! But within ten moves, if he wanted to defeat himself, he was dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Festival. The Nine Heavens Xuanbei hand was unleashed, and the cyan light between the fists skyrocketed, and a wave of vitality frantically converged out, turning into a Xuantian stone tablet the size of a zhang, shooting on the black beast claws that were caught.

When the Nine Heavens Xuanbei Hand and the black beast claw came into contact, a chaotic energy burst open, rippling out a brilliant ripple of vitality, spreading like a circle of spiral energy snakes. Everywhere they passed, the stone slabs on the ground burst open, kicking up a cloud of debris.

Mo Jingtian originally thought that Xin Qijie was not his opponent, but when his black beast claws came into contact with Xin Qijie's Nine Heavens Monument, his body shook violently, and it can be seen from this that Xin Qijie's strength is almost the same as him, and he wants to defeat Xin Qijie within ten moves, which is absolutely impossible.

The black beast claw clawed the Nine Heavens Mystery Monument to pieces, and the blue air flow that erupted in the Nine Heavens Mystery Monument flew open like a long snake, tearing the black beast claws apart and shattering them. A cruel smile appeared in Mo Jingtian's eyes, and he saw that his palm swelled, turning into a black storm, piercing through the swept energy and slamming into Xin Qijie's chest.

Xin Qijie didn't expect that Mo's shocking palm could actually turn into a storm, and he was shocked and retreated. Mo laughed smirkedly, and when Xin Qi Festival retreated, his fist burst out with terrifying black brilliance, engulfing Xin Qi Festival like a fierce beast.

Leng Qianqiu and Zhang Haoran were far away from Xin Qijie and Mo, and they both felt an eerie aura. I saw that Xin Qijie was regressing under the momentum of Mo Jingtian, and it was obvious that Xin Qijie's strength was a little weaker than Mo Jingtian. Zhang Haoran's eyes swelled, and he slowly clenched his palm, and the dragon descending knife appeared out of thin air, spreading out a high-pitched dragon roar! The momentum of his whole person became incoherent, and coupled with his tall body, like a god of war holding a giant knife, he swept towards the ink shockingly.

Leng Qianqiu stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm, and sneered: "Zhang Haoran, do you want to die? Mo can shatter your Dragon Descending Sword with a single palm, and you can kill you in seconds with a flick of your fingers! If you go to help Xin Qijie, won't you go to find death and cause trouble for him?"

Zhang Haoran bit his lip and said word by word: "Senior Brother Xin is much weaker than Mo Jingtian, if I don't make a move, then Senior Brother Xin will definitely be defeated!"

Leng Qianqiu sneered: "If he is so easy to be defeated, is he still Xin Qi Festival? Is he still the resolute young man Xin Qi Festival? He encountered a lot of dangers on the way, even the Great Elder of the Heavenly Halberd Sect could not defeat him, do you think that Mo Jingtian might defeat him? His means are very strong, you and I both know, now he is probably deliberately showing weakness, and when the time comes, he will attack in a combo attack, and Mo Jingtian will definitely be defeated." ”

Zhang Haoran smiled bitterly: "You and him are really enemies, I really admire you for knowing him so well." ”

Leng Qianqiu said: "The people who really know you may not be your relatives and friends, they must be your enemies!"

Xin Qi retreated, he was now trying to give Mo Jingtian an illusion that he was not his opponent, and when he launched a fierce attack, the chances of victory would be much higher. Who called Mo Jingtian a proud person, arrogant people often think that others are inferior to him, such a person is several times easier to beat than that kind of humble person.

Seeing that Xin Qijie couldn't shatter his attack, Mo Jingtian laughed coldly, and the cold vitality between his hands converged, condensed into a black short sword, and stabbed at Xin Qijie's throat. The short sword tore through the space, bursting with brilliant black light, as if it was a supreme weapon from the dark world, filled with cold and damp sword qi, making people feel terrible and trembling.

Xin Qijie held his palm, and the Ling Xiao sword appeared out of thin air, turning into a white brilliance, shooting on the black short sword, only to hear a click, the black storm exploded, and the white brilliance shot on the black short sword with unfailing momentum, bursting out a wisp of sparks, and the black short sword was broken into two pieces, turning into pieces of black fragments.

Mo Jingtian's heart shook violently, his heart was extremely distressed, and his eyes were bloodshot. This black magic dagger was a birthday gift from his father when he was eighteen years old, and it carried a lot of memories for him! Now it was shattered by Xin Qijie, which made him extremely angry, and roared irritably: "Miscellaneous, this is my childhood memory, he has been with me for more than 20 years, you actually destroyed him, I want to make your life worse than death." ”

As his angry words fell, the majestic demonic aura rose to the sky like a tide, condensing behind him into a huge demonic beast's head! The two black eyes of the demonic beast's head contained a terrifying momentum, and there was a sense of shock.

When Zhang Haoran and Leng Qianqiu saw this black demonic beast, there was darkness in front of them, countless hideous visions appeared, and even their most humiliating things passed in front of their eyes one by one. Leng Qianqiu's illusion was that Xin Qijie had defeated him, and now he had defeated Xin Qijie again, stepped on the soles of his feet, and let out a smug laugh. Zhang Haoran's vision was to be with Mei Ziling, putting up lights everywhere, preparing to worship and get married, and when he was just about to enter the cave room, he didn't know that the man was not him.

Suddenly, a thunderous sound sounded in your ears: "Illusions have bewitched your minds and devoured your souls, so don't be deceived." ”

The world in front of Leng Qianqiu and Zhang Haoran suddenly exploded, one was extremely proud, and the other was covered in cold sweat. They saw Xin Qijie standing beside them, covered in golden light, and if Xin Qijie hadn't pulled them out of the illusion, maybe they would have died.

Mo Jingtian was extremely surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that Xin Qi Festival was not confused by his soul dementor beast! Although his soul dementor technique was a Kun Realm martial art, its biggest feature was that it confused people and devoured the minds and souls of those who were bewitched, which could be said to be more powerful than the Creation Realm martial arts! But today he was actually broken by Xin Qi Festival! This made him shocked and angry.