"Then, what kind of exercise is that!" In the square, many disciples looked at Mo Zhiyao's demonic cry in the water curtain, all of them looked horrified, opened their mouths wide, and the light in their eyes revealed an unbelievable look.

"Zhiyao has such a powerful technique on his body?" Ling Hongxuan couldn't hide the horror in his heart this time, a look of shock appeared on his face, and he turned his head to look at Yu Yao.

Yu Yao frowned and did not speak. When he was in Purple Shark Ling, Yu Yao promised Mo Zhiyao that he would not leak the matter, so even Ling Hongxuan didn't tell him.

"Click!" There was a crisp sound, but it was the butterfly color coat on the other side, and in shock, the armrest of the chair was cracked.

"You know?" Ling Hongxuan lowered his voice and looked at Yu Yao.

"I promised to be too far away and wouldn't tell anyone. Yu Yao's face was full of apologies, and she looked at Ling Hongxuan and said.

"I understand. Ling Hongxuan smiled and nodded, without the slightest intention of blaming Yu Yao. With the current relationship between the two, Yu Yao would not hide it if there were no difficulties. "However, if you gave the Hidden Ring to Yao, it should be related to his exercises, right?"

Yu Yao's face changed, she quickly glanced around, and handed Ling Hongxuan a "silent" look. Ling Hongxuan smiled slightly, stopped talking, and turned his head to look at the water curtain.

"Die!" Mo Zhiyao shouted violently, the killing intent in his eyes was cold to the bone, and the electric light was entrenched all over his body, and the whole person was like a demon god descending into the world, and the long stick was raised high above his head, like a meteor, with a narrow posture of destruction, and smashed towards Ji Haoran.

"It's you who died!" roared, Ji Haoran was also about to crack, and with all his strength, the cold sword and the jade Jiao long stick collided together.

Endless waves of air are surging, and rubble is flying, like the end of the world. The entire Sky Tearing Road seemed to be trembling.

"Poof!"

Blood spurted out of the mouths of the two at the same time, but Ji Haoran's eyes suddenly condensed, and then his face was shocked, and after five muffled sounds in a row, his body flew out upside down like a cannonball, and he didn't know how many trees he broke along the way, and finally fell to the ground fiercely!

Mo Zhiyao, who was also desperate, at the last moment, actually broke through the last dark energy of the six bombardments and achieved consummation!

In the outside world, when everyone's eyes converged on Ji Haoran's body, the entire square fell silent for a moment, and Diecaiyi's face instantly became no different from a dead person. The body that had been leaning out because of nervousness before fell into the seat, as if the bones of his whole body had been sucked away, and he was paralyzed like mud.

"No, it's not true," Butterfly muttered to herself, her eyes glazed over, like an unconscious walking corpse.

"Huh!" Mo Zhiyao didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, the jade Jiao long stick was on the ground, blocking the retreat, and his body rushed forward with strength, and the ghostly figure instantly swept above Ji Haoran.

"Ji Haoran, you often feel like a wasted person!" The shadow of the stick flashed like lightning, and it slammed into the joints of Ji Haoran's body with the momentum of wind and thunder.

"Ahh The shadow of the stick dispersed, Ji Haoran's whole body twisted, his shoulders, elbows, hands, pelvis, knees, and ankles were all shattered by Mo Zhiyao!

"Mo Zhiyao! You dare to hurt me like this, I will kill your whole family and destroy your whole clan!" Ji Haoran looked like a ghost, and his eyes shot a deep look of resentment. "I am the young master of the Netherworld, and I want to destroy your little barbarian country!"

"Bang!" another stick smashed into Ji Haoran's dantian, Ji Haoran's whole body suddenly twitched, and he couldn't say a word.

"Far away!" The two figures swept from a distance, it was the gentleman who was humble and dreamed of chasing the sun. The two looked at Mo Zhiyao's eyes, excited and fanatical. "We made it!"

"No, don't be too happy. Mo Zhiyao turned his head to look at the black puppet and Bingling Hanhu in the distance, "Our bet is to see who grabs the heaven-level exercises, and now the heaven-level exercises haven't arrived." ”

The palm of his hand opened, sending out a force of absorption, and the Nayu on Ji Haoran's body flew out and fell into Mo Zhiyao's hand. Although the spar has been integrated into itself, Mo Zhiyao can still clearly feel that the spar that Meng Zhuxi was taken away from was in Ji Haoran's jade.

There were many things, and Mo Zhiyao still had to ask from Ji Haoran's mouth, so he didn't kill him immediately.

"I can't imagine that the person behind Ji Haoran hasn't taken this spar yet. Mo Zhiyao secretly thought in his heart.

"You two go deal with that monster, and I'll hand over the puppet. Mo Zhiyao also saw that compared with the two, the puppet's cultivation power was higher.

"Okay!" Jun Ziqian was not pretentious, and he and Meng Zhuxi pounced on the Bingling Hanhu together, and the heavy sword conjured up a heavy sword shadow, and at the same time, several green branches and vines were wrapped around like a spirit snake spitting letters.

"Smack!" The soles of his feet kicked the ground, Mo Zhiyao's body was like electricity, and there were afterimages behind him, and he rushed straight to the black puppet.

Seeing Mo Zhiyao rushing over, the black puppet flipped his wrist, and a spear appeared in his hand, pointing directly at Mo Zhiyao, and a cold aura spread.

"Actually using weapons?" Mo Zhiyao's eyes sharpened, and the castration remained unchanged.

"Brush!" The spear stabbed straight into Mo Zhiyao's chest, as fast as a streamer!

"Hmph!" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, on the side of his body, avoiding the spear of the black puppet, waving the long stick in his hand, just about to launch a counterattack, the mutation protruded!

The spear that was originally close to the body swept abruptly. The speed increased instantly, and the ferocious force hit the chest, and Mo Zhiyao flew out sideways like a cannonball.

"Smack!" The long stick propped up the ground, Mo Zhiyao stopped the retreat, and looked at the black puppet's gaze, flashing a trace of surprise.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth revealed a hint of danger, and Mo Zhiyao kicked the ground and rushed up again. "I underestimated you iron pimple!"

The black puppet rushed straight over with an expressionless face, and the spear turned into a point of light in the sky, piercing Mo Zhiyuan.

With a stick sweeping away the spear that stabbed him, Mo Zhiyao rushed towards the black puppet with his right leg like a whip, and slammed it away. The black puppet raised its left arm to block Mo Zhiyao's whip leg, and at the same time, the spear retracted, stabbing at Mo Zhiyao with a little cold light.

The strange shape of the body flickered, suddenly left and right, and Mo Zhiyao's fluttering figure made the black puppet unable to prepare to judge its true movements.

"Woo!" successfully circled behind the black puppet, Mo Zhiyao held a stick in both hands and smashed it across the waist.

The black puppet ignored the long stick that blasted in front of him, and smashed his left fist into Mo Zhiyao's waist and abdomen, with a posture of ending up together!

Mo Zhiyao had no choice but to change direction halfway, poke the ground with a long stick, raise his right leg, and hit the left fist of the black puppet.

The sonic boom roared, and Mo Zhi was far away from the black puppet and retreated at the same time.

In the previous battle with Ji Haoran, Mo Zhiyao's physical strength and demon spirit power had already been consumed a lot, and he was a little powerless to fight against this black puppet who had cultivated to the peak of Na Yuan's combat power alone.

"I don't believe it!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with fiery battle intent, and he was also cultivating, but Ji Haoran, whose combat power was better than this black puppet, was not his opponent, how could Mo Zhiyao be willing to lose in the hands of a puppet.

A touch of color stained his face, Mo Zhiyao's soles kicked the ground, and his figure rushed out again, and the surging thunder and lightning spiritual power gathered in front of the jade Jiao long stick, and a thunderball the size of a human head suddenly appeared.

Above the thunderball, the arc is like a snake, and between the twists, a magic face is clearly revealed!

In the square, all eyes converged on the water curtain, even if you were outside the Sky Tearing Road, you could still feel the fierceness of Mo Zhiyao's blow!

"Wow!" A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, like a brilliant heavenly might, unstoppable, and the thunderball lightning suddenly bombarded the spear stabbed by the black puppet.

"Click!" The sound of metal shattering sounded, and the spear in the black puppet's hand was instantly distorted and deformed by the bombardment, turning into scrap metal! The power of thunder and lightning was inexhaustible, and it slammed into the black puppet's chest.

"Crackle!" The black golem's whole body was wrapped in an arc of electricity, and a deep depression appeared in its chest!

"Lie down for me!" Mo Zhiyao roared, the long stick in his hand went up and down, and the earth-shattering blow slammed into the head of the black puppet!

"Click!" was divided in the middle, and a puppet with the peak cultivation of Nayuan was forcibly broken into two pieces by Mo Zhiyao!

"Whew-" Mo Zhiyao let out a long exhale, and at the same time turned his head to look at the battlefield between Junziqian and Meng Zhuxi.

Snowflakes dance wildly, and the wind is cold. One after another, the dragon-like ice spiritual power roared towards Jun Ziqian and Meng Zhuxi, even if the two joined forces, in the face of the Bingling Hanhu who was at the peak of Na Yuan's cultivation, they still only had the power to hold on, and they were powerless to fight back.

A thunderball struck, and with a spread of its wings, an ice blade flew out and slashed at it, and in the explosion, the ice chips in the sky were raised and scattered.

"Beast!" A low roar made Mo Zhiyao's pair of illusory wings open up behind him, soaring into the sky, and swooping straight into the ice and cold birds.

Bingling Hanhu's expression was cold, his white eyes looked at Mo Zhiyao, and just as he was about to make a move, a heart-rending pain suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Quack!" A terrible scream, Bingling Hanhu fell down with its head down, like a paper harrier with a broken thread!

The Demon Sound Soul Dementor is useless against puppets, but it is immediate for demon beasts! Mo Zhiyao is now carrying a celestial pattern, and his strength has skyrocketed, and the use of Demon Sound Soul Collector has become more and more proficient, and his power has become even more powerful.

"That's a sonic exercise! Mo Zhiyao actually knows a sonic wave exercise!" In the entire square, the crowd instantly rioted, and the shock that Mo Zhiyao brought to them today had already made them numb.

"This kid is really unbearable. Ling Hongxuan was also shocked by Mo Zhiyao's hole cards revealed one after another, and said with a sigh.

At this moment, no one saw it, a touch of solemnity like a great enemy, mixed with the ultimate killing intent, appeared in someone's eyes. "This kid must not stay, otherwise it will definitely be a big disaster for my Kuizong in the future!"