Zhang Ning stopped his body and used the ability of the tail to find the hidden position of Mo Yang!

Mo Yang dodged the attack with a flip, no longer hiding, and appeared on the left side of the No. 1 ring.

"Babyface, it's always been you who attack, now, it's my turn!" Mo Yang raised his head, and a pair of cold eyes swept over Zhang Ning.

Zhang Ning sneered, his successive attacks had failed, so he didn't have to rush to make a move, "Moyang Daoyou, your magic weapon is really good, I have countless magic weapons in the Qianmo Sect, but I have never seen you like this." ”

"It turns out that it's the power of magic weapons! I thought it was some kind of unique method! Someone from the audience said.

And that Rong Nanqing also raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect Mo Yang to use a magic weapon, and said in his heart: "This kid actually got some strange things!" ”

On the huge No. 1 ring, a young man in a blue shirt, holding a delicate teapot in his right hand, looked at the baby face opposite with a smile on his face.

"There are really many ways to do it, and the magic weapon alone has such an evil ability, so I, Zhang Ning, will learn the tricks of the Taoist." Although these words came out of the mouth of a baby-faced monk, they were not funny at all, because there was a strong murderous aura in these words!

The audience couldn't help but look at the two players on the stage again.

They underestimated Zhang Ning, and even more underestimated Mo Yang, you must know that this is the exchange of the four branches of the Red Lian Divine Sect, and those who can participate in the competition are all the leaders of their own sect!

"This is the Qianmo Sect! This is the domineering that the Qianmo Sect should have, in the Chilian Divine Sect, the Qianmo Sect is known as a killing weapon, so in terms of a single monk's battle, no branch can compare to him! A tall monk in the audience said excitedly.

"Okay, Li Daoyou, let's not boast."

The two people who spoke in the emotional arena were both disciples of the Qianmo Sect.

At this time, on the other side of Rong Nanqing's ring, an old man on the wooden chair finally opened his eyes: Alas, Zhang Ning, hurry up and end the game, don't play with this stinky boy......

Speaking of Mo Yang, I saw that with a finger of his right hand, there was already a black scythe with a red halo in his hand, and as he took a step, the tip of the sickle slashed across the ground and made a squeaking sound.

"Huh? Isn't this Blood Soul Scythe already sealed? How can it still be used? The flower demon leaning on the wooden chair looked puzzled again.

That's right, Mo Yang is using the Blood Soul Scythe, although the Beast Spirit Night Venerable in the Blood Soul Scythe is sealed, but don't forget, Mo Yang is a master of refining!

At this time, although the Blood Soul Scythe has lost its function of summoning spiritual objects, don't forget, this is a medium-grade high-level magic weapon!

Mo Yang had exhausted a few nights at that time, and although he couldn't lift the seal of the Night Venerable, some other functions of the Blood Soul Scythe could still be used!

"Whew!" The Blood Soul Scythe was like a huge dart, slamming towards Zhang Ning!

"Good magic weapon!" Zhang Ning let out a loud shout, dodging the attack of the Blood Soul Scythe, only to hear a loud "boom", such a solid black stone ground, a pit immediately appeared, and around the pothole, the ground had cracked several cracks!

"It seems that this is not an ordinary attack, on the surface, it is just an attack with a magic weapon, but this magic weapon already has the spiritual power of an immortal cultivator!"

At this time, Mo Yang simply put his right hand on his chest, his five fingers were separated, and he swung like playing a piano, and the blood soul sickle was able to attack Zhang Ning dexterously.

Ya yo-yo, this feels pretty good!

If you look closely, you can still find that just above Mo Yang's fingers, each finger has a thin spider silk controlling the constantly swinging Blood Soul Scythe!

This is the so-called Magic Weapon Combo Technique!

This kind of inspiration came from Mo Yang's spiritual power combination technique.

Since the power of living beings can be combined, the magic weapon attack can also be used!

In addition, Moyang's primordial spirit is strong enough, and his spiritual sense is naturally stronger than that of immortal cultivators of the same level, and this magic weapon combination technique is relatively handy.

Zhang Ning sacrificed his tail and constantly resisted Mo Yang's attack!

But Zhang Ning underestimated the power of the ghost spider teapot, these tiny spider silks can not only control magic weapons, but also grow infinitely, at this time they are already by Zhang Ning's side, and they have unconsciously woven a big web!

And this big net didn't have any spiritual power fluctuations, so almost all the monks present didn't find it!

Zhang Ning was even more tired of fighting, and he didn't realize that a cage was slowly building around him!

The touch of the blood soul sickle on the rattle tail continued to make a "ping-pong" sound, and at this moment, Mo Yang's dexterous fingers suddenly stopped, and he shouted "close"! The outstretched palm is clenched hard!

Zhang Ning snorted, and then discovered the crisis!

Because after Mo Yang clenched his fist, a powerful force immediately dispersed on the invisible cobweb, not only the monks in the field, but Zhang Ning also found that a big web suddenly appeared next to him!

Moyang releases quickly, closes faster!

And the Blood Soul Scythe has attacked again! Just after Ringtail blocked the attack, the net had firmly bound itself!

Opportunity! This is the gap!

Mo Yang stretched out his index finger sharply, "Attack!" ”

The black-red blood soul scythe drew a graceful arc in the air, and turned around and shot straight at Zhang Ning again!

Zhang Ning's eyes widened in horror, at this time his body was completely restrained, and the body of the magic weapon ringing tail was immediately covered with spider silk, his body couldn't move, and the ringing tail couldn't attack, in the eyes of everyone, this time it was decided!

At this time, Mo Yang's face was already filled with excitement, as long as this blow hit, he would win!

All the monks in the audience stopped shouting, and the flower demon stood up again.

"This time, won?"

But things are not as simple as imagined, as a proud disciple of the Qianmo Sect, Zhang Ning has a lot of means! People still have a way to press the bottom of the box!

Sure enough, Zhang Ning's eyes suddenly widened angrily, he took a sharp breath, his face turned red, if it wasn't for the competition, this red baby face could have sung!

"Force!" Zhang Ning only shouted this one word.

Just listening to the "bang", Zhang Ning's clothes all burst, revealing pieces of strong tendon flesh, it can be clearly seen that Zhang Ning's skin is red, and the spider silk has completely sunk into his flesh!

A domineering power spread from Zhang Ning's body in circles like ripples!

At this time, the Blood Soul Scythe was already less than a foot away from Zhang Ning, but it stopped abruptly!

Ya yo-yo, what's going on? Mo Yang violently urged the Blood Soul Scythe, but still couldn't move forward half a step.

After a breath, only a few "clicks" were heard, and on the tip of the Blood Soul Scythe, there seemed to be a transparent glass constantly shattering.

This、Is this an air barrier? Flower Demon Rong Nanqing exclaimed in her heart.