In the next moment, the two erupted with unprecedented momentum, and the incomparable power swept through, and the ripples of the vacuum rushed out, causing a strong visual effect.

The Wind Pillar and the Divine Dragon are running again, and one can't help but think that what just happened is an illusion. The crimson golden dragon was about to take off into the air, but the wind pillar was spinning wildly, blocking it and not giving it a chance!

His eyes condensed, Mo Yun roared again, bursting out with monstrous battle intent, his body was scattered with golden sharp aura, and he rushed directly into the pillar of wind, making everyone lose their voices! They were shocked, forgot to shout, and just looked at the crazy figure.

Rushing directly into the center of energy, is he dying?

If two powerful forces erupted, it would be shattered! And he, without hesitation, rushed in, what kind of crazy guts did this need?

As an opponent, Lin Feng was also taken aback, and at this moment, a kind of recognition rose in his heart! It was not strange that he acted so crazy and bold, and let out wild words! He couldn't help but admire Mo Yun, not to mention anything else, this fearless courage alone compared most people.

"Good!" he exclaimed, but he also rushed out with his sword in hand. He has a competitive heart, and his pride is high. What you Mo Yun dares to do, I Lin Feng will not be bad! Defeating you is my victory!

"Mo Yun, take it!" Lin Feng shouted, directly handing out an incomparably swift sword. The two of them, in the pillar of wind, fought together. The fierce edge of the air does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and rages wildly.

There was silence off the field. Their eyes widened, for fear of missing a single detail.

The wind is howling, stirring up the aura, the dragon shadow is circling, trying to break free from all restraints! The two forces are getting stronger and stronger, the heavens and the earth have dimmed at some point, and the sun has hidden its brilliance. Under the sky, there was only this side of the ring, and there was only this crazy fighting figure.

"How could I be afraid of you!" Mo Yun was bathed in golden light, and the Frost Desolation Sword danced impermeable, and the sharp edge escaped, blending into the wind pillar outside.

"Then come again!" Lin Feng's voice sounded, his blood had also been ignited, and there was a flame jumping in his eyes. His heart stirred: this kind of battle can be called a battle!

I'm an eighth-order sword master, I'm going to defeat you!" Lin Feng shouted in his heart, and slashed down with a sword.

"Dang!"

The attack containing endless power was coming, Mo Yun was not afraid, he also roared angrily, the operation of the sea of qi reached its limit, turning into a white expanse, and the true power of the sword stimulated the meridians to the point that they were almost broken.

His expression was hideous, like that of a devil. The two swords collided again, a circle of ripples, and the wind pillar was faintly unstable, constantly trembling, showing signs of collapse.

The full force of the eighth-order sword master formed an overwhelming advantage, and the castration did not stop, falling on his shoulder, blood light spurted, and evaporated in an instant.

Mo Yun's body trembled violently and shot backwards. His expression changed again, his breath was extremely fierce, and his green shirt was stained with blood, as if he had risen from hell. His feet stomped on the ground, and countless cracks were taken, and he shot into the wind column again. A powerful tearing force came, tearing him to pieces.

"Sword Technique, Break the Mountain and Divide the Mountain!" The huge sword shadow slashed down, and Lin Feng instantly moved his body to dodge.

"Sword Technique, Instant Wind!" Mo Yun unleashed two sword skills in a row, forcing his opponent again. The latter was not afraid, his expression was solemn, and he dealt with it carefully.

"Give it to me!" With a shout of rage, the Frost Desolation Sword landed on Lin Feng's chest, bringing out a puddle of red blood. And Lin Feng's attack also landed on Mo Yun's chest, and the sword true power poured into his body, destroying it frantically.

Raise your left palm and slap it out. The two had the same move, hitting their opponents again. Each spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards.

There was another powerful infusion of power, and the stalemate between the wind pillar and the golden dragon was suddenly broken.

"Click!"

It was as if something was shattering, like the sound of glass breaking overpowering the explosion of spiritual energy, and it was clearly audible! In the next moment, the needle-sized edge bloomed with brilliant brilliance, as dazzling as a star, piercing people's eyes. The light shines in all directions with endless might.

In the next second, the light instantly skyrocketed, expanding to the limit, and all the energy was absorbed and detonated. The aura was frantically absorbed, making the explosion more violent.

The silver-white light spread widely, and the entire square was only a piece of silver-white light.

"Boom ......!"

The belated explosion sounded like thunder descending from the sky, containing the power of endless heaven and earth. The raging waves of light rippled, forming a round ball of nearly fifty sheets, on which thunder, purple lightning, and brilliant light emerged. Around it, a cyan shockwave slowly spread with a fierce wind.

The ball of light seemed to expand to the limit and began to contract violently, shrinking into a singularity in an instant, and for a while, the power was terrifying to the extreme.

It turned out to be a secondary explosion!

Sure enough, another violent explosion sounded in the ring, and the power was even greater!

When all the aura dissipated, the ring fell silent, and all eyes were locked on it. The big explosion just now covered almost the entire ring, and there was nowhere to dodge.

Only Xu Fenghan, who was the sect master of the Sword Xuan Sect, and the other old gods of several vein peak masters were there, and they had no worries. His cultivation is strong, so he naturally sensed everything that happened in the ring for a long time.

The two figures staggered to their feet, staring at each other, blood splattering. In the explosion just now, neither of them was spared, and they could only protect themselves from harm with all their might.

Mo Yun's whole body was covered with wounds, his green shirt was shattered, and blood stained the ground. He laughed bloodthirstily and wiped it his face. Under the stimulation of blood, the more crazy it is!

"Haha~!Lin Feng, come to fight!" The voice shook the sky, the golden mangs of the Frost Desolation Sword were in full bloom, the blood around his body was lingering, his eyes were hot, leaving everything behind, there was only one battle at this moment!

"Mo Yun, you give me defeat!" Lin Feng roared wantonly, his clothes were swept by the agitated aura, his long hair was flying, and a powerful momentum was brewing, and all the strength of the eighth-order sword master was no longer reserved!

"For the sake of victory, even death! My way is to fight, who dares to defeat me?" Mo Yun laughed wildly, his eyes were arrogant and arrogant, upside down and frenzy, and the surging battle intent condensed into a misty mist visible to the naked eye, in which there were thousands of colors and vigorous upwards.

"You Lin Feng, you are not qualified enough!"

"Hmph, I'll speak with facts!" Lin Feng sneered. At this moment, both of them have been injured and their strength has been damaged, but they do not give in to each other, and they are bound to distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

The two blood-colored figures collided again, the wind was blowing, huge cracks continued to appear in the ring, and a dull crashing sound sounded, like thunder.

Those who are not enough swordsmen can no longer capture their figures. The sword master cultivator was also full of froze and shock, his eyes widened, staring at the center of the battle.

Wang Xuan stood more than ten feet outside the ring, and a trace of blood leached from the corner of his mouth. In the violent explosion just now, she was the closest person except for Lin Feng and Mo Yun, and the powerful impact made her have a lot of injuries. Her gaze was firm, her eyes sparkling, and she contained a nameless meaning, and she let the wind blow up, but she was indifferent.

I thought that if I had an adventure, I would be able to narrow the gap between each other. The fact is that Mo Yun still left her far away.

A trace of confusion flashed in Wang Xuan's eyes. Because of Mo Yun, her heart has become extremely firm, and her heart has no external objects, but she always has an inexplicable feeling for the cyan figure. She has only one goal: to catch up with him!

I don't know when she thought she was Mo Yun's sister, and she changed a lot!

In the ring, two figures separated, each staring at their opponent!

Lin Feng rolled up his sleeves to wipe away the blood from the corners of his mouth, and Yun smiled lightly. At this moment, even the black clouds in the sky retreated!

The eyes were dancing with flames, and they looked bright. He secretly operated the sword true power in his body, constantly repairing the injured, his left hand slowly raised, pointing at Mo Yun, and his tone was still cold and arrogant: "It seems that it will not work without all your strength! Mo Yun, are you ready, then give me defeat!"

"Eighth-order sword master, no one should underestimate it!" this sentence almost roared out angrily.

Lin Feng's aura changed suddenly, and the mysterious momentum continued to spread! With a smile on his face, the true power of the sword surged out, and the blue sword in his hand groaned softly, and the light shone brightly, like a blue sun!

Every high-level swordsman will have his own stunt at the bottom of the box, and he will not use it easily! At this moment, Lin Feng, who is an eighth-order swordsman, actually used his last stunt in order to defeat Mo Yun!

As his opponent, Mo Yun did not have a trace of consciousness that he was about to be defeated at this moment, and his face was full of indifference, which anyone could see.

Suddenly, Mo Yun's expression was shocked, and his breath became ethereal, constantly improving! In his body, the consciousness of the strong man was fully awakened! This will was completely controlled, and all of it was turned into his strength. Between his momentum, there is a surging power, as vast as the sea, this piece of heaven and earth, must be retreated!

The majesty of a strong man brooks no desecration! As a strong man, how can he be afraid of challenges? As a strong man, he must fight with heaven and earth and defeat all opponents and enemies!

"Mo Yun, I hope you won't die!" Lin Feng whispered, his hand holding the sword trembled, and the power of control had reached its limit.

He held his sword in both hands and slowly pushed forward!

At this moment, everyone felt the change in the air! As if they were attracted by this sword skill, the air was constantly sucked away, as if the heavens and the earth were merged into this attack! Attracting the power of heaven and earth, this is the sign of the master of the sword king, even if it is only a small trace, it is enough to double the power of the sword skill!

As an eighth-order sword master, Lin Feng had already comprehended the weak power of heaven and earth, and he was able to integrate into the attack, which was already better than most disciples. It can be said that he, who has comprehended a trace of the power of heaven and earth, stepping into the Sword King is already a sure thing!

The weak disciples in the audience suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Oh my God, what's going on, this space is oppressed, it's terrifying!" A low-level swordsman turned pale, trembling all over, and was terrified.

"Ah~!I'm going to die, it's this heaven and earth that want to kill me!" Another disciple looked frightened and ran backwards frantically.

Before this shocking power, almost all the disciples felt Lin Feng's terrifying sword skills to varying degrees. More people, force your composure!

A trace of horror flashed in Mo Zhen'er's beautiful shining big eyes, she grabbed Mo Yuanke's arm, her petite body trembled slightly, and asked with a trembling voice: "Brother, what kind of sword skill is this, it's so terrifying, I'm really scared!"

Mo Yuanke's cultivation is even lower than Mo Zhen'er, and his face is also pale at the moment. He forced his composure, patted her little soft comfortingly, leaned over and replied, "Zhen'er, let's retreat a little farther away!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Zhen'er stubbornly shook her head and replied: "Brother Mo Yun is on top, I don't want to retreat! I believe that my brother will definitely defeat him!"