Cai Liang said strangely: "Didn't the white-bearded old man be beaten very badly by Xu Yang, why did he have a dragon and a tiger so quickly, could it be that Xu Yang was too light?"

Yu Xuanyu said: "Xuanjun-level figures, control themselves, they can take the initiative to adjust their injuries, as long as they are not physically disabled or destroyed by Xuan Ling, other serious injuries can also be recovered." ”

Mo Yunxiang looked at Xu Yang and said lightly: "You are talking to me so presumptuously, it is nothing more than disturbing my state of mind, so that I can't fight with you in the realm of 'seeing micro'." You think wrong, I have been promoted to Xuanjun, foreign objects do not stagnate in my heart, whether it is your insults or begging for mercy, they can't make my mood change in the slightest. I have decided to break my promise and kill you, and let the stars fall and all things live and die, and I will not waver in the slightest. ”

"No more nonsense, let's do it. Xu Yang choked, pulled out the Blood Drinking Sword, and fused Xuan Power into the Blood Drinking Sword, and suddenly this demonic evil sword radiated blood light, and the sword soared ten zhang, slashing down towards Mo Yunxiang.

"Heavenly Rank Mysterious Weapon?" Mo Yunxiang did not slack off, his five fingers were opened, and a golden earth pole shield was blocked in front of him.

The Blood Drink Sword was incomparably sharp, and the golden earth shield shattered with one blow. However, Mo Yunxiang did not panic, his fingers were wrong, and the shattered golden earth shield suddenly had a faint luster, becoming as thick and thick as a swamp demon domain.

Xu Yang felt that the Blood Drinking Sword seemed to have fallen into a huge mud pit, with a peerless edge, but it could not be used, so he roared angrily and threw it out of his hand.

"Changhong kills through the sun!"

Under the infusion of powerful fusion power, the Blood Drinking Sword erupted with blood light, breaking through the entanglement and imprisonment of the dark sludge, and stabbing directly into Mo Yunxiang's throat.

"It's useless, prosperous shijie, life and death with a snap of your fingers. "The void in front of Mo Yunxiang. Suddenly, the phantoms of countless living people working hard appeared, and the fierce killing power of Changhong through the sun made the countless living people in this prosperous Shijie shattered and died.

The Blood Drinking Sword reappeared in Xu Yang's hands, and Mo Yunxiang's prosperity and prosperity restored the prosperity of the lives of all people.

"Take me a trick. The blessings of all the people move the heavens and the earth. In the bustling shijie above Mo Yunxiang's head, countless people are kneeling and praying, he is full of golden light, this punch seems to be wrapped in the will of all the people, Liliang is upright, there is an illusion of the teacher of the king.

"With your heart, you dare to represent all the people?" Xu Yang shouted, and the blood drinking sword transformed into countless petals. Condensed into a magnificent sea of flowers.

This magnificent sea of flowers was constructed by the sword qi of the Blood Drinking Sword, and Mo Yunxiang's punch, as soon as he made a move, he encountered an endless number of subtle sword qi blockades.

But Mo Yunxiang's punch was too powerful, and the purity of his Xuanjun level of Xuan Power was far greater than that of Xu Yang. Countless flowers were scattered and scattered by a punch.

But after the zuihou petal flower drifted away. A giant sword flower suddenly condensed and struck at Mo Yunxiang's punch.

"Seven Kills Sword, I have bloomed flowers, and a hundred flowers are killed!"

The two killer moves collided and roared like thunder. Mo Yunxiang and Xu Yang were both blown by the strong air flow of the incoming bombardment, and they each took a few steps backwards.

"You are proud enough to be able to withstand my punch," Mo Yunxiang said lightly, "But." You can't last in this state, and with the help of the Blood Drinking Sword, the Xuan Power is consumed faster! ”

Mo Yunxiang threw a punch again, and his prosperous shijie suddenly turned into a ruined ancient battlefield, covered with white bones and corpses. If Mo Yunxiang's last punch was with the grand wish of compassion for the people and endless people, then this punch was with the cry of iron-blooded soldiers and countless unjust souls.

Xu Yang took the two top-grade Xuandan, the Xuanli was full again, he held the sword with both hands, and swung it with all his strength, and the countless flame sword shadows in the void suddenly merged into one, turning into a flame giant sword that connected the heavens and the earth, and fell with a bang.

"Seven kills and swords, and the sky is broken. ”

With this blow, Mo Yunxiang had the upper hand, shattering the giant sword with his fist, and Yu Wei shook Xu Yang back.

"Okay, Xu Yang is definitely not the opponent of Mo Junhou, take advantage of the victory to pursue. Kou Tianxing was secretly excited on the side, but he was also surprised by Xu Yang's strength.

At the age of nineteen, the cultivation of the Xuanshi level was against Mo Yunxiang in the early stage of Xuanjun, and looking at the entire Yingzhou, he could not find such a genius.

Mo Yunxiang sneered, continued to pursue, and another punch broke through the air and bombarded out.

The sound of the flute sounded tactfully, and this sound seemed to have a magical power, which attracted people's attention involuntarily.

"Are you finally willing to show up?" Mo Yunxiang withdrew his fist, his eyes cold.

Xu Yang also looked in the direction where the sound of the flute came from, where was a mysterious person wearing a hat and a robe, holding a pipe of hole flute, playing slowly, his voice was poignant, and he was heartbroken when he heard it.

"Hmph, stop pretending to be a ghost, I have been promoted to the early stage of Xuanjun, and I have the strength to overwhelm you!" Mo Yunxiang's eyes sharpened, and he roared loudly, "Xu Qingyuan, isn't it you, take off the hat for me!"

As Mo Yunxiang spoke, he reached out with one hand, and Xuanli turned into a big hand, reaching out to the hat above the head of the clothed man, and was about to take off the hat.

Xu Yang's heart was shocked, could it be that this mysterious man in the cloth is Xu Qingyuan, his father in this life? Isn't he Xinghai abolished, so he ran away from home?

The man in the cloth put away the hole flute, and his big sleeves were opened, like a puffed sail, and he also transformed into a Xuanli big hand, which collided with Mo Yunxiang's Xuanli big hand, and exploded.

Mo Yunxiang sneered: "I want to imitate my methods again, but I have reached the subtle realm, Xuanjun level, how do I see you imitate?" His five fingers suddenly swirled, and the big hand of Xuanli that exploded in mid-air suddenly accelerated to form a huge whirlpool, and countless spikes turned into Xuanli power burst towards the clothed man.

Xu Yang could see that Mo Yunxiang had promoted Xuanjun, and his control of his own Xuan Power had reached a level of doing what he wanted and seeing the subtleties. And the person in the cloth is obviously not a Xuanjun figure, so he can only use his own Xuan power to resist again, and the cost of Xuan power is much higher than that of Mo Yunxiang.

However, it is obvious that the strength of the people in the clothes can be seen, with the strength of Xuanzong's peak, against Mo Yunxiang at the level of Xuanjun, they can all be equalized, so that Mo Yunxiang has to use the method of fighting consumption to win.

Suddenly, there was a long roar in the void, and a cyan figure shot like a javelin. Before anyone arrived, a majestic sword qi had already bombarded the air, shattering the whirlpool condensed by Mo Yunxiang.

"Qingluan Swordsman?" said Xuanjun Kou Tianxing, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, in surprise. (To be continued......)