"Bang bang!"

The fierce power swept out from Mo Xiu's fist, and the piercing sound of breaking the wind whistled open, and even the surrounding space, under that terrifying fist power, was torn apart.

Ink God Fist, a powerful and magical martial art, can show good strength with a random punch, and this punch alone can show that the Mo Xiu in front of him is better than Wu Hui just now.

Looking at the fist that was rapidly enlarged in the pupils of his eyes, Mu Feng didn't dare to be careless at all, and the body of the blood Shura was urged to the extreme, and the bright blood light filled the air, turning into a blood shield the size of more than a zhang in front of him.

"Boom!"

Mo Xiu punched and slammed into the blood shield, and the violent power exploded, directly blasting the blood shield condensed by Mu Feng alive, and then blasting towards Mu Feng's chest.

However, just as Mo Xiu's fist was about to bombard Mu Feng's chest, a blood-colored palm suddenly stretched out, and it grabbed Mo Xiu's fist tightly, making it difficult for Mo Xiu to advance an inch.

Feeling Mu Feng's palm, like an iron claw, firmly grasping his fist, Mo Xiu's eyes were cold, and the strong strength condensed in the heart of the fist, and then suddenly erupted, shaking Mu Feng's palm open.

Mu Feng's palm was shaken open, but he didn't hesitate at all, his body did not retreat but advanced, and he approached Mo Xiu's side, a pair of palms flashing with bright blood light, already with a sharp wind, piercing through the air, directly attacking Mo Xiu's vital points.

"Humph!"

Seeing Mu Feng defending and attacking, Mo Xiu snorted coldly and also stepped out. Ten fingers are like guns, turning into sharp fingers. It was hard to shake it head-on with Mu Feng.

"Bang bang!"

For a moment, there was a muffled explosion of air. Continuously, one after another fierce energy, as if out of control, shot out in all directions, and everyone around them was palpitating, if it was an ordinary five-star martial arts powerhouse next to a strong qi, I am afraid that there would immediately be a blood hole in the body.

"I didn't expect this Mo Xiu to be able to compete with Senior Brother Mu without falling behind in the competition of strength......

On top of the stone pedestal. Qin Shun and the others all looked at the fierce battle on the competition platform with a solemn face and said.

They all knew that most of Mu Feng's advantages were in his strong flesh, but they didn't expect that Mo Xiu would be able to compete in this kind of strength, not much inferior to Mu Feng, so Mu Feng's advantage. It is greatly weakened.

"The Mo family's Ink God Fist is really amazing!" Su Wei on the side also sighed.

"Boom!"

Two fists, both with furious force, tore through the air. Fiercely shook together, and the amazing dull sound suddenly resounded.

Ripples of violent winds. It is directly in a ring shape and swept out in all directions. The air was blown away, two figures. They were also shocked by dozens of feet.

The two fought fiercely, all of them wanted to take each other's lives, that kind of fierce Cheng dù, who saw that everyone around him was a little thrilling, and his eyelids jumped.

In Mu Feng's eyes, there was a touch of solemnity, and in the previous power competition, the two were almost comparable. Mu Feng was proud of this strong body, but in the face of Mo Xiu, the latter was not weaker than himself at all, which made him quite surprised.

And Mo Xiu also has a dignified face, using the Ink God Fist, and also has a lot of requirements for physical strength, although Mo Xiu did not deliberately practice any body refining martial arts, but his physical strength has always been good, coupled with the power of the Ink God Fist, there are many body refining martial artists who have been defeated under him over the years.

However, this Mu Feng in front of him was different from the body refining martial artist who had been defeated under his hands before, and his physical strength could be described as terrifying, and he could be called a humanoid demon beast.

Mo Xiu looked at the thin figure opposite, his face slowly changed, and then after exhaling lightly, his hands suddenly sealed, and when his palms changed, a violent fluctuation erupted in his body without reservation.

"It's ......"

At this time, the battle between Mu Feng and Mo Xiu undoubtedly became the most eye-catching place in the third round, and feeling this violent fluctuation, everyone's eyes were filled with a look of consternation.

Meng Tianyu, Yun Wenhao, Jiang Jiefeng, Pei Yuanshan and others, who were already standing on the fourth floor of the competition platform, were all looking at Mu Feng and Mo Xiu, and their eyes were also flashing with strange light.

"This is the 'Domination of the World' in the Ink God Fist, but it is one of the most powerful attack moves among all the moves of the Ink God Fist, Mu Feng, it depends on whether you can take it or not?" Mo Hong muttered, and there was a solemn look in his eyes.

Although Mo Xiu is like fire and water, Mo Hong is still quite jealous of Mo Xiu, after all, his strength, even him, dare not underestimate it.

Mu Feng also felt the violent fluctuations coming from Mo Xiu's body, and a solemn look passed over his face.

With the seal of Mo Xiu, only a pitch-black aura swept out of Mo Xiu's body, and faintly, a fierce aura diffused.

Under the gaze of everyone, the black evil aura in the sky covered the entire sky above the martial arts platform, and Mu Feng's face became more and more solemn, and from that black evil aura, he also felt a trace of danger.

However, Mu Feng did not show a look of fear, over the years, he has experienced many life and death crises, the stronger the opponent, the more able to stimulate his fighting spirit, but can make himself burst out more powerful.

Above the sky, Mo Xiu stood in the air, his eyes were cold, and in the next moment, his seal method suddenly condensed, and then a punch burst out, and the black evil qi continued to condense wildly above his fist, faintly, there were strange runes flashing, exuding heart-palpitating fluctuations.

"Boom!"

Mo Xiu's punch burst out, and the black evil qi condensed wildly, directly turning into a huge pitch-black fist shadow, and then the thousand-zhang pitch-black fist shadow, like a mountain, with a terrifying fluctuation that made the scalp tingle, shrouded towards Mu Feng.

At this time, countless people held their breath and looked at Mu Feng on the competition platform. They can all feel that Mo Xiu's punch is amazingly powerful, even if it is Yun Wenhao, Meng Tianyu and others, I am afraid they will have to go all out.

The pitch-black fist shadow fell from the sky, as if it could penetrate the heavens and the earth, and the momentum of the tyrannical force spread out.

In the face of this offensive, everyone wants to know, Mu Feng, how to resist it?

Under the gaze of many eyes, Mu Feng's dark eyes, calm as water, looked at the pitch-black fist shadow that was rapidly enlarged in the pupils, and his palms were also suddenly sealed, and suddenly, the sound of thunder suddenly spread and rang through the sky! (To be continued......)