Mo Tong snorted coldly and said, "Then you can let the horse come!"

Whew――

A terrifying aura erupted from Motong's body, and a starlight rose into the sky, and he directly used the astrology.

A Ye Xing stepped on his head, this was already the limit of what Motong could tolerate, and he couldn't tolerate a second person challenging his position.

Eagle Xiangyang's challenge completely stimulated the anger in Motong's heart, and his strength exploded in an all-round way.

"Hehehe......!"

Ying Xiangyang sneered, not paying much attention to the terrifying aura that Mo Tong burst out.

Ying Xiangyang said: "The fire is so big, it's a pity, this year's time, your strength has not improved very well, there is no fire, no strength, but there is no good result." ”

Mo Tong said angrily: "It's more than enough to deal with you, a rising junior!"

Ying Xiangyang chuckled, "Haha...... Let me show you what a real genius is!"

As he spoke, Eagle Xiangyang's hand was raised, and a high-grade spirit soldier sword appeared, and at the same time, a starlight rushed out from the center of his eyebrows, using the astrological aspect.

The star of the eagle towards the sun is a hurricane star, and the grade has reached the extreme.

Whoosh -

The hurricane astrology of the eagle towards the sun greatly increased the speed of the eagle towards the sun, and his figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Mo Tong's expression suddenly startled, the speed of the eagle to the sun was too fast, even he couldn't see the figure of the eagle to the sun clearly, he could only vaguely see a faint figure moving at extreme speed, bringing out an afterimage.

Ying Xiangyang not only has the hurricane astrology that increases speed, but his comprehension of the general trend of the wind is far beyond that of ordinary geniuses, and he has gone far in the subtle realm, and his light skills are also quite attained.

In terms of speed alone, even if it is a nine-star master, it may not be as good as Eagle Xiangyang, and Motong's strength is still in the middle of the eight-star master, of course, it is difficult to see Eagle Xiangyang's figure clearly.

Motong's expression was grim, Eagle Xiangyang suddenly appeared in front, suddenly appeared in the rear, his whereabouts were unpredictable, and he could attack from any direction, which made him feel like he couldn't guard against it, and the pressure was very great.

"If you want to fight, what tricks will you play!"

Seeing that Ying Xiangyang was slow to attack, Mo Tong snorted coldly.

If Ying Xiangyang directly attacked him, Mo Tong would be able to lock on to the opponent's body with a fundamental crisis sense, but Ying Xiangyang had been moving rapidly around him, which made Mo Tong unable to determine Ying Xiangyang's location, and he was always vigilant and defensive in his heart, which was very depressing.

"Haha...... Are you so anxious to fail? I'll fulfill you!"

Ying Xiangyang smiled, the voice came from almost all directions, and as soon as the words fell, suddenly seven sounds of breaking the air sounded in the void.

Seven Dao Sword Gang, from different directions and different angles, killed Motong at the same time.

The best Lingwu - Eighteen Swords of Heaven!

The eagle changed direction towards the sun, and stabbed out seven swords in an instant.

Bloody Claws!

Mo Tong's hands were red, and he used his bloody claws to quickly grab them, shattering all the seven sword gangs.

"That's all you can do?" said Moton, snorting coldly.

"Hehe, it was just an appetizer just now, and now it's time to get serious!"

The voice of the eagle towards the sun sounded, and the sword light followed.

In an instant, twelve sword lights, in all directions, front and back, left and right, all of them were sword gangs, killing towards Motong.

Mo Tong's pupils shrank, and the sense of crisis was great, and the seven sword gangs were killed at the same time, and he could resist lightly, but Ying Xiangyang killed twelve swords from different directions in an instant, but it made him feel unstoppable.

After all, this is a sword gang killed from different directions, if it is in the same direction, even if dozens of swords are killed at the same time, Mo Tong may not be able to resist it, but now, Mo Tong feels that his life is in danger.

"Blood Shadow Storm!"

Mo Tong shouted loudly, and unleashed the trick in the powerful blood claw, and the claw shadow grabbed heavily in all directions, like a bloody storm.

Bell Bell Bell Bell ......

In an instant, ten sounds rang out in succession, and the ten sword gangs were blocked by Motong.

However, there are a total of twelve sword gangs that have been killed!

Whoosh -

At the same time as Motong unleashed the Blood Shadow Storm, the figure moved, and he scattered ten sword gangs, and the figure instantly shot out from a safe angle, and the other two sword gangs missed.

"I'm waiting for this moment when you break through!"

The voice of the eagle towards the sun came, and along with the sound, there was a terrifying sword gang.

Phew――

The void air wave instantly split into two halves, and the sky seemed to be cut open by this sword, and the terrifying sword gang instantly slashed in front of Motong.

This sword is not only a long-range attack of Jian Gang, but Ying Xiangyang is holding the best spirit soldier sword, and he kills it directly, it is the fastest and strongest sword!

The speed of this sword surpassed that of any previous sword, Mo Tong's expression was horrified, and he hurriedly ran Xinggang, forming a mass of body protection cover, so as not to avoid grabbing a claw, Jian Gang had already killed in front of him.

As soon as the claw gang was condensed and formed, it was instantly split by the sword gang, and the body protection cover was also split into two under the sword of the best spirit soldier.

The sword of the best spirit soldier slashed at Mo Tong's body, Mo Tong snorted miserably, spat blood from his mouth, and his figure exploded back.

Mo Tong's body was worn with a spirit-level superb defensive inner armor, and the blade did not cut through the inner armor to hurt the body, but the terrifying power contained in this sword was transmitted to Mo Tong's body and injured the internal organs.

Ying Xiangyang put away his sword and stood up, with a proud look on his face, and said: "I, Ying Xiangyang, am the first day of the East Divine Continent, a genius? In front of the Eagle Xiangyang, who would dare to call it a genius in the East Divine Continent?"

Mo Tong was slashed thousands of meters away by the sword of Eagle Xiangyang, his face was pale, and he hurriedly ate a healing elixir, and his complexion improved.

Looking at the arrogant Ying Xiangyang, Mo Tong's face was blue and resentful.

His pride as the pride of the first day was once again ruthlessly crushed, and Ying Xiangyang also stepped on his head after Ye Xing.

Poof――

Motong spit out a mouthful of blood again, but this time it was not caused by Ying Xiangyang, but a depression in his heart that had nowhere to vent, and he was so angry that he vomited blood.

However, after vomiting blood, the depression in his heart also dissipated a lot, looking at the proud Ying Xiangyang, Mo Tong's eyebrows furrowed, and a thought suddenly appeared.

Mo Tong said hatefully: "Eagle Xiangyang, the name of the first day of the East Divine Continent, but it is not your turn!"

Ying Xiangyang's eyes were like a sword, staring at Mo Tong, and said, "Even you are my defeated subordinate, who ...... Or my opponent?"

Hearing the words 'defeated by his subordinates', Mo Tong's face turned blue, almost distorted, and his heart was extremely angry.

Mo Tong's gaze swept towards Ye Xing, and said, "The first day of my Blood Blade Empire's junior is no longer me, but Ye Xing, if you want to become the first day of the Eastern Divine Continent, you are still far away!"

Whether it was Ye Xing or Ying Xiangyang, Mo Tong was resentful in his heart, so as long as the two of them were provoked to fight, one of them would always be injured.

No matter who was hurt, Moton's heart was better than it was now. R1152