"Boy, you're too early to get complacent!"

Hearing Mo Zhiyao's words, Ling Yuan's face suddenly turned cold, and his hands formed a series of handprints in front of him like lightning, and at the same time, a low cold drink came from his throat.

As this cold voice fell, Ling Yuan's body suddenly burst out with snake-like black spiritual power, and then those black spiritual powers squirmed up, turning into a dark cloud that covered the sky and the sun, and swept towards Mo Zhiyao.

In the dark clouds transformed by the black spiritual power, there were strange corrosive sounds, and the entire space became dim at this moment.

"The power of the poisonous spirit?" In the face of Ling Yuan's fierce blow, a trace of mockery appeared on Mo Zhiyao's face, and then he didn't dodge or dodge, strolling leisurely, and under the gaze of many frightened eyes, he took the initiative to meet it.

The wind howled, and the poisonous spirit cloud instantly swallowed Mo Zhiyao in it. Seeing Mo Zhiyao fall into it, a cruel look suddenly appeared in Ling Yuan's eyes, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Little beast, the old man's poisonous spirit power, even if he is a strong person with eight patterns, he doesn't dare to fight head-on!

"But don't worry, I won't let you die, now you are a baby!" Ling Yuan said with a wild smile on his face.

However, the smile on Ling Yuan's face suddenly froze before it could fully unfold. Because he suddenly found that the poisonous spirit cloud in front of him seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, and a figure burst out of it like lightning, and appeared in front of him in an instant.

"Old dog, you're too happy too early!" Mo Zhiyao's smiling face suddenly enlarged in Ling Yuan's pupils, causing his laughter to get stuck in his throat like a duck with its neck broken.

Whether it was because of Master Yu Yao, or because of the previous fanning of the flames, pressing step by step, it made Mo Zhiyao hate Ling Yuan to the core. For the latter, Mo Zhiyao already has a desire to kill.

"Give me death!" With a clench of his palms, the muscles on his arms protruded like dragons, extending downward, containing indescribable terrifying power, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly cold, and then he roared angrily, and his fists poured down towards Ling Yuan like a storm.

The terrifying force caused the space in front of the fist to show signs of collapse, and then it fell heavily on Ling Yuan's whole body.

Ling Yuan couldn't have imagined that his confident blow did not have the slightest damage and impact on Mo Zhiyao, and it was precisely because of this that he had a momentary flaw, resulting in being bullied by Mo Zhiyao and falling into the other party's crazy offensive.

"Bang!bang!bang!"

A series of thunderous bombardments sounded, and Mo Zhiyao's fist hit the flesh, and the fist containing terrifying power fell on Ling Yuan's body without any fancy feelings.

With the improvement of cultivation, coupled with the absorption of the essence blood of the dragon phoenix, Mo Zhiyao's current physical strength has reached a rather terrifying level, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as being able to open the sky with his fists and crack his feet.

That Ling Yuan was only higher than Mo Zhi's level on the surface, and when it came to real combat power, he was not the latter's opponent at all, not to mention, what he was good at was not physical strength. His little defense, for Mo Zhiyao, is no different from non-existent at all.

"Don't you want my spiritual treasure? Aren't you going to abolish my cultivation? Aren't you going to kill my master and clean up the portal? Come on!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes were scarlet, he roared angrily, his fists were like thunder, and in just a few breaths, he blasted out more than 100 punches!

Looking at Mo Zhiyuan, who had become synonymous with violence in mid-air, like a humanoid beast, the people around the square directly fell into a state of sluggishness. No one could have imagined that in just a moment, Ling Yuan would be reduced to fish and be beaten by Mo Zhiyao!

"Stop!" The first to react were the people of Han Li and Leng Yuan. As soon as the figures of several people moved, they rushed towards Mo Zhiyao, and the vast spiritual power, like a mountain, slammed towards Mo Zhiyao.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes flickered with blood, and the last punch slammed into Ling Yuan's lower abdomen, and then with this thrust, his body retreated towards the rear, avoiding the combined blow of several people.

"Ahh

"Hmph!" Although he caught Ling Yuan, the terrifying power carried by his body made his cold face change suddenly, and he snorted, and immediately took a step back under his feet.

Stabilizing his body, the cold and several people hurriedly checked Ling Yuan's injuries. When they saw the tragic situation of the latter, the faces of several people directly became gloomy.

Ling Yuan, who had endured more than 100 punches from Mo Zhiyao, although he was not dead, his whole body was paralyzed like mud, and he was shocked that he was beaten to pieces by Mo Zhiyao's bones all over his body. Originally, although this kind of injury was severe, Ling Yuan was overhauled, and the severed limbs could be regenerated, as long as he cultivated well for a period of time, he would be able to recover.

It's a pity that Mo Zhiyao's last punch scattered Ling Yuan's primordial spirit, but it deliberately didn't hurt his soul. In other words, from this moment, Ling Yuan was completely reduced to a wasted person, and life was better than death!

If you are strong and cultivated, your cultivation will be abolished, and this kind of end will be ten thousand times more miserable than death! Mo Zhiyao's violent cruelty is fully revealed at this moment!

Looking at Ling Yuan, who had become a waste in his arms, Han Li and several people felt a chill rising from the soles of their feet and spreading to all parts of their bodies. Mo Zhiyao's methods are really too ruthless.

Fang Tao and Lei Heng secretly glanced at each other, both seeing the look of regret in each other's eyes. At this moment, the annihilation of the entire army in the Sifang Pavilion Competition resurfaced in the minds of the two. At this time, the two of them completely recalled the seemingly thin black-clothed young man in front of them, the famous murderous name he had broken through in the Southern Regions over the years, and the bloody methods of the latter

It's just that the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to regret it. Now Mo Zhiyao has been forced to break away from Nanyuan, and the grudge has been completely settled, even if he withdraws now, Mo Zhiyao will not let them go.

"Little brute, you are so ruthless!" raised his head, staring at Mo Zhiyao with a cold gaze, and the vertical pupils in his eyes constricted like a straight line.

"Hehe, your fate will not be better than his. The tip of Mo Zhiyao's tongue poked out, licked the blood splashed on his lips, and a chilling cold smile appeared, and said in a cold voice. That appearance looks extraordinarily hideous.

"Let's do it together. Mo Zhiyao's smile made Han Li suddenly feel a dangerous feeling that his whole body was cold and his hair stood on end, and the combat power shown by the former made him understand that if he wanted to capture it, he might not be able to do it with the strength of one person.

"Okay!" Ling Yuan's fate made Leng Yuan and the three of them also see that if they wanted to catch Mo Zhiyao, they had to join forces.

"Do it!"

A low and cold voice suddenly came out of his cold mouth, and in the next moment, he and Leng Yuan, Fang Tao, and Lei Heng, their bodies turned into four rays of light and shadow, shooting directly towards Mo Zhiyao.

The majestic spiritual power filled the sky like a flood tide, and the four powerhouses at the peak of the metamorphosis joined forces, and the offensive was quite terrifying.

The combat power that Mo Zhiyao had shown before made the four of them dare not underestimate him in the slightest, and the vast spiritual power directly turned into four extremely fierce spiritual powers, roaring out, and slammed into Mo Zhiyao in the distance.

Mo Zhiyao stepped on the void, looking at the attack of the four people, his blood-stained face evoked a chilling smile, and then his sleeve robe waved, and the white flames surged out from his body, lingering around his body, and rising up.

The flames danced and spread, and a male lion with a white fire snake swallowing all over his body appeared behind Mo Zhiyao, looking up to the sky and roaring, and the heavens and the earth were in turmoil.

"The Holy Book of Creation! Fire Lion Beast, Melt!"

His hands were sealed, Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with coldness, and he roared angrily.

The roar fell, and the Fire Lion Beast directly turned into a ray of light and burrowed into Mo Zhiyao's eyebrows. In the next moment, a fierce aura that changed the color of heaven and earth swept out from Mo Zhiyao's body!

In the face of the joint attack of the four seven-pattern metamorphosis cultivators, Mo Zhiyao did not dare to be careless. After all, the combat power that the four of them burst out when they joined forces is not a simple one plus one......

"Eight Patterns Molten Body!How is this possible!" Mo Zhiyao's momentum skyrocketed in an instant, causing the faces of the four of them to change drastically in an instant.

"Don't panic, this kid just relied on a secret method to temporarily increase his combat power, and he will definitely not last long. Moreover, this kind of combat power that has been improved by relying on secret methods is only equivalent to the strength of ordinary eight patterns that has not survived the second supreme difficulty, so there is no need to be afraid at all!" Leng Yuan shouted at the other three.

"Bang!

Mo Zhiyao's fists burst out, catching up with the four spiritual power that came quickly. Immediately, the people watching the battle around saw that after the four spiritual powers were trained, after they touched Mo Zhiyao's fist, they were like the remnants of snow that met the flames, and they quickly collapsed and dissipated.

"Even if you survive the second supreme difficulty, so what?" Defeating the spiritual power training, Mo Zhiyao raised his head and showed a smile to the four people in the distance, and then his body moved, and he disappeared in place.

Seeing that the combined offensive was defeated by Mo Zhiyao, the faces of the four Han Li couldn't help but change slightly. And when they saw Mo Zhiyao disappear in place, several people were even more horrified.

"Get out of here! don't let him get close!" Han Li yelled as he retreated towards the rear. Ling Yuan's fate was vividly remembered, once he was approached by Mo Zhiyao, none of the four could resist the latter's strong physical strength.

In fact, there is no need to remind him that Leng Yuan and the others also hurriedly retreated. But because of this, the four people who were originally very close to each other have widened the distance between them.

Among the four people, the speed of the thunder was the fastest, and the purple thunder mangs swirled around the body, making its speed also explode to a rather fast point in an instant. Almost in the blink of an eye, he retreated a thousand feet away.

"This kid, what a terrifying speed!" retreated to this distance, which made Lei Heng's heart also relax slightly. In his opinion, he was the farthest away from the position just now, and Mo Zhiyao should not be willing to look far to find him.

However, just as this thought arose, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Aren't you slow, you ran so far!"