Mo Yue said to Wei Wuji with a slightly angry face: "Then may I ask, silkworm, what kind of things do you think will not be boring?"

Wei Wuji said lightly: "Challenge the strong and constantly surpass yourself!"

"Haha......"

Mo Yue smiled and said, "It makes sense, it's good, so one of the purposes of this prince's coming over this time is Fang Youzhe and Murong Zhantian on the Terran side." ”

Listening to Mo Yue's arrogant words, Wei Wuji sneered and said, "Challenging the strong, it's not like looking for abuse without self-control, that will only kill you, and you're an idiot!"

"You ......" Mo Yue was suddenly furious, he pointed at Wei Wuji and said angrily: "Silkworm, don't forget your identity!"

"Talking about humility?" Wei Wuji said with a cold and arrogant face: "When do you dare to fight at the same level, you can beat the general!"

"Very good", Mo Yue said angrily: "This prince will suppress the realm and fight with you at the same level, see what else you have to say!"

With Mo Yue's deep drink, a burst of demonic qi surged, and the aura in his body really began to decline, and he didn't stop until he stopped at roughly the same level as Wei Wuji.

He raised his head at Wei Wuji proudly and said, "Are you satisfied now?"

Wei Wuji moved, he couldn't imagine that Mo Yue had really suppressed his cultivation to the level of the first level of a demon general, and he wanted to fight with him at the same level.

"Kill!"

There was already fire in his heart, and at this moment, Mo Yue gave him another chance, how could Wei Wuji let it go, he let out a low shout, his body moved, and he had already blasted directly towards Mo Yue with a punch.

"It's good to come!" Mo Yue shouted, and when he raised his hand, he threw the same punch.

With a "bang", their fists intersected, and the two of them snorted in unison, and their bodies couldn't help but step back.

Seeing that Wei Wuji and Mo Yue said that they would do it, and it was a direct head-on confrontation without any fancy faces, Moore on the side couldn't help but smile slightly: "Ye She, do you think the two of them will fight at the same level, who will win?"

Ye She stared at Wei Wuji and Mo Yue, observed them carefully, shook his head and said, "It's not fair!"

"How?" Moore asked.

Ye She said: "Although His Highness Moyue has suppressed his cultivation to the first level of the Demon General, with his high-level physique, he still has a great advantage!"

"However", Ye She paused and said: "I feel that this silkworm is not simple, and it may not be possible that Moyue will lose." ”

Moore was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Ye She to say this, the people of the Spirit Race have always been keen, since Ye She has said this, then there must be her reason, and it will never be untargeted.

Suddenly, Moore became more interested in Wei Wuji.

As Ye She said, although Mo Yue suppressed his cultivation to the first level of the Demon General, his physical physique could not be changed, but he was a real Demon General High Rank, which was indeed stronger than Wei Wuji's current physique.

Yes, the first collision between the two, although they each shook apart, but Wei Wuji was more than Mo

Yue Duo quit for a few feet, and he felt a sharp pain in his fist, which must have been torn open by a crack in the collision just now.

Wei Wuji took a deep breath, he didn't muster up all his qi and blood to repair the crack on his fist, because in addition to Moore and Ye She, there was still a famous and shallow Shui Xingtian, in case he found out that his qi and blood were actually from the human race, it would be a big trouble.

Fortunately, he still has the immortal power of the immortal ice silkworm and the immortal power of the immortal cangyan in his body, and its recovery and healing effects are far above his qi and blood, which is also a great confidence for him not to be afraid of all the powerhouses of the same level.

The qi in his body moved slightly, and as a clear stream flowed, Wei Wuji clenched his fist, which had recovered instantly, and sneered: "Interesting, come again!"

"Very good", Mo Yue's face on the opposite side was also slightly gloomy, and as he let out a low shout, suddenly, a demonic qi shining with faint starlight surged out from his body.

"The devil is in the world!"

A magic light flashed, Mo Yue had already risen into the sky, he raised his finger to the sky, and then waved violently, and suddenly, the rolling demonic qi condensed into a huge magic knife, and with Mo Yue's wave, the condescending volley slashed towards Wei Wuji.

"Kill", the magic knife was approaching, Wei Wuji also let out a deep shout, the cold light flashed, and a trace of white mist rose from his body.

With a click, the ground within a few feet of Wei Wuji's side was already covered with a thin layer of frost, and I saw that he was holding his palm as a knife, and his body was slightly heavy, directly towards the magic knife slashed by Mo Yue.

With a bang, the magic knife slashed at Wei Wuji's palm knife, and there was a sound of gold and iron intersecting.

Then the sound of clicking came endlessly, and Wei Wuji's body retreated, and he had already slashed the huge magic knife from Mo Yue to pieces, and the ice chips and demonic qi flew up in all directions, which was very beautiful.

"Break the mountains and rivers with one sword!"

Without waiting for Moyue's second sword to strike, Wei Wuji had already struck first, and with a bang, a snow-white sword qi pierced the sky like lightning, slashing towards Moyue in the air from the bottom up.

In the face of Moyue, he couldn't make much reservations, and the sword style passed down by the Venerable Purple Thunder, 'a pneumatic mountain and river', was temporarily turned into a knife style by him.

The speed of the sword qi is extremely fast, and as the sword qi advances, its speed is getting faster and faster, and the blade is getting bigger and bigger.

Mo Yue in the air didn't expect Wei Wuji's counterattack to come so quickly, so fiercely, as strong as him, and he didn't dare to have the slightest contempt for Wei Wuji's sword qi, because Wei Wuji's knife had already posed enough threat to him.

"Broken!"

As a member of the obsidian royal family, he naturally has the pride of the royal family, and besides, Mo Yueda didn't want to retreat in his heart, so he shouted, and suddenly, endless demonic qi rose from his body, he clenched his fists, and smashed down towards the white sword qi that Wei Wuji had slashed at with a bang.

"Click" with a crisp sound, follow

With a muffled snort, his figure suddenly tossed up and headed for a higher place.

With a slash and a slash of the moon, Wei Wuji let out a long breath, and a white mist emerged from the corner of his mouth, dissipating above his head like a light smoke.

Obviously, Fang Cai's knife, for him, the consumption is also very huge, the three-style sword style passed down by the Purple Thunder Master, Jian Yi, he has basically mastered, but Jian Er, he is only a preliminary master, not yet proficient, because Jian Er has extremely high requirements for the control and condensation of the qi in the body, with his current level, it is indeed a little reluctant to make it, and now he has turned into a knife style to cut out, and he can cut Moyue with one sword, which has already made him very satisfied.

Seeing the tragic situation of the three Terran monks before, although Wei Wuji really wanted to kill Mo Yue with one sword, but, first, he couldn't do it yet, and second, there were Moore and Shui Xingtian beside him, and I believe that they would never tolerate Mo Yue of the Obsidian Demon Clan being killed in front of them.

He just wanted to defeat Mo Yue's arrogance and block his heart to continue upward, once the realm behind him improved slowly, then as long as he caught up and entered the high level of fetal breath, he was confident that even if he didn't use his natal ice qi and ice and fire, he would be able to kill Mo Yue personally!

"Damn!"

In the sky, Mo Yue, who had been slashed by Wei Wuji, stabilized his body and let out a roar that shook the sky.

Although Wei Wouji's slash only slashed him away and did not cause him any substantial harm, he still felt extremely insulted and angry.

Fighting at the same level, and his own physique is still above the other party, as the prince of the obsidian demon clan, he has always been proud, but he was slashed by a person who was only born in the royal family, which is simply a great shame for him, so how can he not be angry?

"Die!"

The magic light flashed, and a blood-red magic knife glowing with a thick demonic aura was already held in Mo Yue's hand, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, his whole body was full of demonic energy, and his body moved, and he had already rushed towards Wei Wuji below.

Although he was still cultivating to suppress the first level of the demon general, but at this time, he shot out with anger, and he was close to madness, compared to before, he was already like two people.

Obviously, being slashed out by Wei Wuji had already hurt Mo Yue's proud heart to a certain extent, and at this moment, he was already really angry, and he had the intention of not slashing Wei Wuji under the knife and vowing not to give up!

"Enough!"

With a soft drink, the majestic voice of Shui Xingtian sounded.

Mo Yue's swooping figure stopped suddenly, and he looked at Shui Xingtian with an angry expression: "My lord, why do you stop it?"

Shui Xingtian said lightly: "Let's learn from my own people, winning and losing are common, there is no point in fighting again, it is important to do the right thing!"

"Yes", although Mo Yue was very unwilling in his heart, but in front of Shui Xingtian, he had to lower his posture, in the face of absolute strength, even if he was born in the obsidian royal family, it would not work!

However, he still glanced at Wei Wuji coldly and said, "You're lucky!"