"Damn it!" At this time, the wolf only felt extremely heavy. A terrible pressure applied to him, almost crushing him to his stomach.

Because of this strange gravity, it now takes him six points of strength to move even a finger.

Seeing Jun Mo's fist, the wolf couldn't help but look gloomy.

"You're not used to being a demon, are you?" Just when a touch of ruthlessness appeared in the wolf's eyes and he wanted to fight hard, Jinchen's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"But it's okay, I'm familiar with the existence of [demon]." Jinchen came to another sentence that didn't come to an end.

Immediately, Ying Wolf felt an extremely familiar aura suddenly appear beside him, completely enveloping his whole person. He knew that this was Jinchen's breath.

But Jinchen is obviously still healing in the air now, how can he ......

Without waiting for him to think about it, Jun Moqi's fist had already slammed in front of him. The fist, which shimmered with a strange black glow, was only three inches from his chest at this time. This punch is unavoidable.

But at this moment, the battle axe in his hand suddenly dissipated silently, turning into a black demonic qi, which diffused in front of him at an extremely fast speed and regathered.

Clang.

Jun Moqi slammed his fist on the surface of the tomahawk axe, making a sound of gold and iron, and rubbing out a few sparks.

"Oh?" Jun Moqi glanced at the wolf deeply and said, "The reaction is good!" But so what, how did you win me now! ”

As he spoke, Jun Moqi lifted his foot, drew a semicircle in the air, and kicked at the waist of the wolf.

"That's it." The wolf said indifferently.

In the next moment, a small blood-red dot slowly appeared on his eyebrows.

Before Jun Mo could see it clearly, the dot turned into a red halo, split into two, and turned into pale blood-colored eyeshadow on the edge of the wolf's eyes.

It was also at the same time that the blood-colored eyeshadow appeared, and the breath of the wolf's entire person suddenly changed.

His breath became cold, with a touch of absolute indifference to everything.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Jun Moqi smiled coldly, that leg was faster, and even tore the air apart, making a "bang" sound.

Clang.

The wolf in front of him suddenly showed a strange smile and turned his wrist. His battle axe turned into a black mist again, and it spread across his waist.

"I'll hit it first, and you watch carefully." The wolf's ears echoed Jinchen's voice, as if to explain the situation just now.

Clang!

As expected, the battle axe once again blocked Jun Moqi's attack.

"Something!" Jun Moqi frowned and withdrew his whip legs.

But at that moment, he saw the strange tomahawk turn into a black mist again.

Brush.

The demon cultivator's battle axe swept sideways, splitting the air into two like streams of water.

If this blow can be successful, Jun Moqi will be cut in half in an instant.

It's just that Jun Mo's reaction was not slow, and his body was suddenly lowered, dodging the blow of the "Ying Wolf".

"Cut." The corners of the demon cultivator's mouth twitched, and his hands flipped again.

In an instant, the battle axe was re-aimed at Jun Mo and smashed down.

Boom!

A muffled sound suddenly erupted where Jun Mo and the demon cultivator man were, and a wave of shock spread, stirring up a puff of smoke and dust.

"What kind of person is that man shrouded in black mist, who can actually fight with Jun Moqi with the power of condensation. Such a genius should not be an unknown person. ”

The explosion in the air had disappeared, and all the people present were cultivators. As a result, after a brief buzz in their heads, they also regained the ability to act on their own.

And when they recovered, they saw something that they would probably not forget for a long time.

A person who condenses the spirit, or even a person who only has the seventh stage of the condensation, fights with Jun Mo. Even, it's still in an eerie black glow.

Because the black brilliance range is too large, many people here feel heavy in their bodies, as if every inch of their body has been pressed against a large stone.

However, Jun Mo's speed seemed to be very fast, as if he was not affected.

So it's obvious who made this black brilliance.

But the more this happened, the more surprised everyone became. What kind of person is Jun Mo period, a strong cultivator, and he is also well-known in Shengyuan City. But what about the other side? It's completely an unknown teenager, or a condensing spirit!

It stands to reason that if Jun Mo wants to deal with a Ning Ling, just flick his fingers. But why did he take out this black brilliance? Could it be that the Ning Spirit over there is really so strong that it requires Jun Mo to deal with it with all his might......

Of course, this is just the speculation of some people with weaker cultivation.

Those who had cultivated higher and were able to maintain consciousness in the previous explosion were even more horrified. Because......

"It's not just a fight, that boy, he's still in the upper hand!" A middle-aged man who was full of breath and was only one step away from cultivating his god glared and said in a lost voice.

Sure enough, it was exactly what the man said. A muffled sound suddenly erupted between the two of them, and smoke filled the air.

And at this moment when the smoke filled the air, a figure also flew out of it in embarrassment.

"Jun Mo Period!" Seeing the figure flying out upside down, many people's pupils constricted in disbelief.

"What the hell is that weapon?" Jun Moji stared coldly at the smoke not far away.

If he hadn't reacted in time just now, he would have directly turned the huge spiritual energy in his body into a torrent and released it. He was afraid that he had died under the axe of the man opposite.

But even if he narrowly escaped the blow, he didn't have a little joy in his heart. He knew that if he didn't find a way to dispose of the man's tomahawk, he would be the one who lost!

The person on the other side did not answer, but everyone saw that the smoke that had enveloped the previous place boiled violently.

It was as if some terrible monster was about to break through the ground......

"Libi mountains and rivers, war demons destroy immortals!" In the smoke, there was an indifferent shout.

Boom –

In an instant, all the smoke was instantly shaken away, and a skull fist print dozens of feet in size, like a meteor, swept out.

The terrifying fist was like the power of heaven, tearing the earth apart. The fist wind surged, and the people around them were forced to take a few steps back, and their chests were suffocated.

"Bastard, I'm really afraid you won't make it." Seeing this scene, Jun Moqi was also angry, took a step forward, and waved his hands at great speed.

Whoa......

In the void, there seemed to be a stream of water. I saw that before Jun Mo's two hands, the void shook, as if it had turned into a strange river, flowing endlessly.

Immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the river in front of him red.

"Go, Storm the Waves!" Jun Moqi snorted coldly, and quickly imprinted a palm towards the blood-red river in front of him.

Whoosh –

After being slapped by Jun Moqi's palm, the river trembled, turning into a blood-red war spear more than ten meters long, shooting straight out.

Where the blood spear passed, a half-meter-wide gap directly opened in the ground. The air in front of the Blood Spear was split into visible cones as if it were turning into a stream of water, flowing behind the Blood Spear.

A punch was thrown, and the fist wind forced several people back. A spear is shot out, and the air automatically separates.

There is no doubt that both of them may have used all their strength in this blow. Whoever wins this blow will not be far from defeating the opponent!

In the next moment, under the gaze of countless eyes.

The terrible attacks of the two finally collided with each other. In an instant, the flat ground thundered, countless energies, and storms swept in all directions!