Due to the large number of Nanyuan disciples, this first round of the knockout round lasted for four days before it was over. And during the four-day competition, Mo Zhiyao felt extremely bored. Because in this first round of elimination, there are no exciting battles worth his attention.

For example, the white evil and the others are extremely easy to qualify for promotion, and their opponents, although there is no oolong incident like Mo Zhiyao, is basically a very simple admission of defeat.

And as the first rays of morning light on the fifth day jumped over the eastern horizon and shone on the earth, Nanyuan, which had been quiet because of the nightfall, was boiling again. Many Nanyuan disciples rushed to the competition venue in groups of three or five, looking forward to the start of the second round of the competition.

Everyone knows that with this second round of the tournament unfolding, the real exciting battles will begin. Because after the initial elimination, those who can stay are already the best among the many disciples.

After all the disciples arrived, they waited for half an hour, and a group of Nanyuan elders led by the Great Elder Zuo Changfeng also came one after another, thus announcing that this second round of the elimination competition had officially begun.

Looking at the fiery young men below, a look of satisfaction flashed in Zuo Changfeng's eyes, and then, a faint voice came out of his mouth.

"Sky Splitting Ranking Competition, the second round of elimination, begins!"

The sound that echoed in the air immediately detonated the atmosphere of the audience. With the entry of a pair of figures, a much more exciting confrontation than the first round of eliminations is revealed in everyone's field of vision.

On the top of the ten platforms, there were extremely powerful spiritual power fluctuations, rippling in the space. Bursts of spiritual power explosions, like a series of thunderbolts, resounded one after another.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes were fiery looking at the figures that collided with each other below, but he was looking forward to it in his heart, hoping that it would be his turn to appear soon.

The Sky Splitting List competition was held for five days, and Mo Zhiyao, who hadn't even played a game, was extremely depressed. For him, a war-hungry battle maniac, standing on the sidelines and watching others do it was simply a great torture.

"Next, Heavenly Gong Hao Battle" The Burning Sky Elder who was standing in mid-air, as if he was going to whet people's appetites when he said this, paused, and glanced at Mo Zhiyao with a look of antiquation before continuing: "Heavenly Disciple, Mo Zhiyao." ”

"It's finally my turn!" Mo Zhiyao clenched his fist fiercely when he heard Elder Burning Sky spit out his name, followed by a nervous look on his face. "This Gong Hao, won't his butt hurt too?"

"Don't worry, it won't be this time. Bai Xie, who had always been with Mo Zhiyao, looked at Mo Zhiyao with a funny face and said. "This Gong Hao is the seventh place in the last Heaven Splitting List Competition, and he can be regarded as a real powerhouse among his disciples, and he will not be defeated without a fight like Xia Zheng. ”

"Last time, the Heaven Splitting List ranked seventh?" Mo Zhiyao suddenly had a solemn meaning in his eyes when he heard this. Being able to rank seventh among the genius-filled Nanyuan, this Gong Hao's strength can be regarded as extremely strong.

"It seems that this time, we can have a good fight. Mo Zhiyao nodded, and after greeting a few people beside him, his figure flashed and fell onto a platform below.

And after Mo Zhiyao fell, in another direction, a figure also shot out, and immediately landed on the opposite side of Mo Zhiyao.

The person who came was dressed in a black tights, his body was slightly thin, his exposed skin was a little abnormal, his appearance was not bad, his eyes were narrow, his lips were thin, and the whole person gave people a sense of coldness. The aura emanating from his body showed that his cultivation was shocking to the late stage of the Six Patterns of Merge.

"It is worthy of being the seventh place in the last Sky Splitting List Competition, and it is really a hard stubble. Mo Zhiyao's eyes were half-narrowed, and he looked at the black-clothed young man opposite, Gong Hao.

While Mo Zhiyao was looking at the other party, Gong Hao also looked at Mo Zhiyao, and then the corners of his mouth were the same, a somewhat salient smile appeared, and a slightly sharp voice came out of his mouth.

"Senior Brother Mo, I've admired my name for a long time, and I will ask my subordinates to be merciful for a while. ”

"Senior Brother Gong is polite. Seeing that Gong Hao's words were very polite, Mo Zhiyao also smiled lightly and said.

"Game on!" Elder Burning Sky's low shout echoed through the air, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"Senior Brother Gong, please advise. Elder Burning Sky's words fell, Mo Zhiyao arched his hand at the other party, and then, a majestic spiritual power fluctuation, with a whistling sound, surged out of his body like a flood, spreading out towards the surroundings.

"Please!" Seeing this, Gong Hao also returned a salute, and immediately, a strong aura that was a little stronger than Mo Zhiyao surged out of his body, and finally turned into a strange black mist, lingering around his body. And with the diffusion of this black spiritual power, the temperature on this platform has also dropped a lot, and the whole space has become a little gloomy.

And as the breath of the two of them let go, the noise around them immediately weakened, and even disappeared completely. Countless eyes converged here. Obviously, compared to the other nine battlefields, Mo Zhiyao and Gong Hao are more attractive here.

Mo Zhiyao is now in the limelight, and everyone wants to see if this rookie dark horse, who is rising rapidly like a comet, can still maintain his undefeated myth as always when fighting against the old powerhouse.

After all, this was the first time Mo Zhiyao had fought against a truly strong person among Nanyuan's disciples.

On the surface, Mo Zhiyao's aura is slightly weaker than Gong Hao's, but no one, including Gong Hao himself, will have contempt for Mo Zhiyao because of this. A person who can beat the Huya Feng, who is the first person of the Demon Soul Sect, to the ground, and looks down on him, is an idiot.

"The power of the dark spirit?" Mo Zhiyao felt the aura fluctuations emanating from Gong Hao's body on the other side, and the pupils in his eyes constricted slightly. People who practice the spiritual power of the dark spirit, which is a partial attribute, are extremely difficult. When Mo Zhiyao was still in Beiyuan, he was almost planted in the hands of the dark shadow of the Kui Sect. If it weren't for the Ancient Demon Yuan, I'm afraid the end would be extremely miserable.

"It is worthy of being an old powerhouse in Nanyuan, with the same cultivation realm, but the aura is much more majestic than that tiger tooth wind. A trace of solemnity quietly climbed into Mo Zhiyao's eyes, staring closely at Gong Hao opposite, Mo Zhiyao's hands danced directly in front of him with dazzling and complex handprints.

"Beast Soul Change! Thunder Fire Change!" A low roar came out of Mo Zhiyao's throat. And at the same time, as Mo Zhiyao's voice fell, a terrifying spiritual power fluctuation swept away from his body like a tide!

Although Gong Hao's cultivation is much stronger than that tiger tooth wind, Mo Zhiyao's cultivation is also rising sharply now, so he only casts two attributes of the beast soul transformation. Even so, the awe-inspiring momentum that rose into the sky like a hurricane made Gong Hao's face on the opposite side suddenly change.

"Senior Brother Mo, offended!" With a low shout, Gong Hao shook his hands, and the majestic black spiritual power turned into two pitch-black daggers in the midst of the surge, and then the soles of his feet kicked the ground, and his body was like a black lightning, tearing the air in front of him, and in a flash, it appeared on the other side of Mo Zhiyao.

Then, with a wave of his arms, a blurred afterimage was left in the void at a fast speed, and the sharp energy of the poisonous snakes was piercing with a piercing sound of breaking the air, and from all extremely tricky angles, lightning stabbed towards Mo Zhiyao.

"Huh!"

The sharp and incomparable strength, in front of the dagger, formed a condensed and substantial light, and the space at the edge was under the strong wind, and a trace of slight cracks appeared.

As soon as he made a move, Gong Hao showed a good strength, and this kind of fierce attack was not weaker than the tiger tooth wind that had changed into the form of a demon beast.

The sharp strength became bigger and bigger in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and in the next moment, the brilliant golden light surged out of his body and spread over the skin of his whole body.

Mo Zhiyao's hands were combined into sword fingers, and then his arms flashed, and the speed was so fast that even the afterimage could not be retained. Of the people watching the battle, only a few could see the trajectory of his arms.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The crisp sound of firecrackers resounded, and Mo Zhiyao's sword fingers were so accurate that it was unbelievable, and he was unmistakably aimed at Gong Hao's pair of spiritual daggers.

Both of them are fast and fast, and between the exchanges, the invisible sound waves make people's eardrums hurt, and many people's eyes are filled with horror.

In the crowd, a figure exuding this incomparable domineering spirit, his sharp eyes stared closely at Mo Zhiyao, who was fighting in the field, and there was a trace of hidden shock in the depths of his eyes. The arms hugged in front of the chest and the palms at the front end were also slowly clenched.

In another place, the shadow was as cold as an iceberg, and in a pair of bright eyes, the eyes were also slightly condensed.

Mo Yan and Ge Shu Hongyan, but it was the first time they saw Mo Zhiyao and such a strong cultivator in person, so they naturally had their own thoughts in their hearts.

In the field, seeing that he was attacking at such a high speed, he was firmly resisted by Mo Zhiyao, Gong Hao's eyes flashed coldly, and his body twisted strangely, and he was no longer tough with Mo Zhiyao. Then, the spiritual power in the palms of both hands burst out, and the two black daggers formed by the condensation of spiritual power suddenly shot out, shooting straight towards Mo Zhiyao's face at a speed that caught people off guard.

"Huh!"

The arm that was filled with metallic luster moved sideways at this moment, smashing on the two spiritual daggers, and took Gong Hao's fierce attack hard.

The fierce strength directly shattered the two spiritual daggers, turning them into two black points of light, which disappeared in mid-air. Then, without stopping for a moment, Mo Zhiyao's arm probed, and two sword fingers as sharp as a sword blade pierced through the void and stabbed directly at Gong Hao's vital point.