With a few leg shadows of the strong wind, he slammed towards Jing Wuxian who had closed his eyes and kicked fiercely, looking at the strength contained in it, he was afraid of falling on his body, at least it would be the end of broken bones and tendons!

"Woo!" A huge black shadow, with a narrow and fierce whistling sound, crossed the heads of the onlookers and smashed the legs of those young people from the Netherworld!

"Click!" a series of scalp-shattering sounds rang out, followed by a completely inaudible, beast-like scream that filled the streets.

"Bang!" The black shadow fell to the ground and stuck diagonally on the ground, and it turned out to be a huge black heavy sword with the height of an ordinary person! And the young men of the Netherworld who were still showing off their martial arts just now and had a hideous face all rolled on the ground with their legs in their arms, and the entire ground was stained red with splattered blood, and the air was filled with this thick smell of blood.

"Who dares to sneak attack my Immortal Realm monk!" The drastic change in front of him made the grim smile on the face of the young man in brocade with a gloomy face instantly condensed, and was replaced by incomparably shocked and shocked!

With just one blow, he can cripple all his ten companions who have returned to the peak of God's cultivation, how terrifying is the cultivation of the people who come?

"Aren't you looking for me?" A cold voice as cold as the wind sounded through the crowd, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present. "Offended your Netherworld? What are you Netherworld?"

Arrogant, domineering!

The crowd separated, and three teenagers, two men and one woman, walked slowly, and one of them, Sen Leng's gaze fell on the body of the young man in brocade like two sharp blades.

"Far away!" Jing Wuxian and the three of them turned their heads to look, with incredible ecstasy in their eyes, and their whole bodies trembled with excitement. At the last moment, Mo Zhiyao suddenly appeared like a savior.

"Zhuxi, help Chu Fan and a few of them to heal. Mo Zhiyao nodded to Chu Fan and the three of them first, and then said to Meng Zhuxi beside him.

"Hmm. Needless to say, Meng Zhuxi had already walked to the side of the three of them, and with a wave of his jade hand, a cloud of turquoise rich wood spirit power sprinkled down like a point of light, falling on the bodies of Chu Fan and the three of them.

"Smack!" Jun Ziqian put one hand on the handle of the obsidian sword and shield that was obliquely inserted on the ground, tilted his head slightly, and the smile on his face was still gentle, but his eyes were cold. "Far away, what about the rest of the crumbs?"

"Since he likes to break other people's limbs so much, let him taste that too. Mo Zhiyao said with a cold face. However, there is no need for his limbs to remain on his body anymore. ”

"It's fine. Jun Ziqian's smile was full of danger, and he didn't pull out his heavy sword, just walked directly towards the brocade-clothed young man.

"You dare!" Seeing this, the young man in brocade stepped back with a frightened face, and the arrogance just now was long gone. Like a wild dog being chased into a poor alley, his face distorted and hissing and roaring. "My father is the elder of the Netherworld, and he is also the one who led the team this time, my eldest brother is a team with the young master Ji Haojue, if you dare to touch me, my father and my eldest brother will never let you go!"

With a movement of his wrist, the joints made a clicking sound, and the smile on Jun Ziqian's face remained unchanged: "Finished?"

"No! don't!" said the young man in brocade, whose face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, looked at Jun Ziqian with a frightened face. The aura emanating from the latter's body let this brocade-clothed young man know that it was the cultivation of the early stage of the hidden void! Compared to the other party, he was an ant that could be pinched to death at will!

"Wow!" Jun Qianqian snorted disdainfully, his figure flashed, and he appeared directly in front of the brocade-clothed young man like a shuttle void. "Is that just you, and deserving of a hunting tournament?"

"Peng!" grabbed the neck of the brocade-clothed young man, Junziqian's arm waved, and a puff of blood shot into the air, and at the same time as the brocade-clothed boy's terrible screams sounded, a bloody arm crossed an arc in the air and fell to the ground.

Looking at the young man in brocade with a distorted face in front of him, Jun Ziqian seemed to have done a trivial matter, and there was not even a trace of fluctuation on his face.

After two years of bloody fighting, Jun Ziqian is no longer the gentle and weak young man he was at the beginning, his heart has been polished extremely tenacious, and his ruthlessness is not inferior to Mo Zhiyao.

"Huh!" Jun Ziqian's palm flipped over, the young man in brocade had convulsions all over his body, his eyes rolled white, and his other arm was also splashed with blood!

"Little bastard, let go of my brother!" When Jun Ziqian was about to make a move, a loud shout suddenly came from above the sky, and in the middle of the air, the majestic spiritual power surged violently, and a figure, narrow with an extremely fierce and fierce aura, attracted countless shocked eyes at the same time, like an angry thunder, rushed straight towards Jun Ziqian.

"Hidden Void Stage?" Jun Qianqian raised his eyebrows, glanced at the figure that rushed towards him, and there was a gleam in his eyes, and then he ignored it, as if it had nothing to do with him.

A figure, teleporting directly in mid-air, stopped in front of the figure that swooped down, and shouted: "Give it to me, get out!"

The brutal force directly tore the void apart, and at the same time that the deafening sound of spiritual power explosion sounded in mid-air, a circular tide of spiritual power spread out rapidly and incomparably in all directions.

On the street below, it was like a hurricane blowing on the flat ground, and those who were slightly weaker could not keep their bodies in shape at all!

The aftermath of the strength dissipated, and the people below saw the two who were facing each other in mid-air just now, which showed how fast the fight was just now?

The one who stopped the person was naturally Mo Zhiyao. Standing in the air on the opposite side was a young man in the same gorgeous costume, looking at his face, it was very similar to the brocade-clothed young man hanging on Jun Ziqian's hand.

Lin Fei, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Tibetan Void, is one of the two people who teamed up with Ji Haojue, the young master of the Cang Netherworld, this time, and his father is an elder of the Cang Netherworld, Lin Ruo. And Lin Ruo is also the person who led the team to participate in the hunting competition from the Netherworld this time. Yu Yao had already told Mo Zhiyao and a few people about these messages before, so Mo Zhiyao recognized them at a glance.

"Mo Zhiyao!" Lin Fei in mid-air also recognized Mo Zhiyao, and burst out a few words from between his teeth. "Let my brother go!"

Mo Zhiyao put his hands behind his back, glanced at Lin Fei evilly, and a faint voice came out of his mouth: "Who do you think you are?"

"You!" Lin Fei's eyes were red, staring at Mo Zhiyao deadly, his face was hideous, but there was a trace of deep jealousy in his eyes. Mo Zhiyao's achievements have now spread throughout the entire northern Xinjiang, and everyone knows about it.

With his own strength, he can dispel a trace of distraction from Angry Lie, cut off one of the arms of Angry Lie's deity, level the entire Lanyun Kingdom, and change the dynasty of a large Xiuzhen Kingdom. Either way, it's an earth-shattering feat!

"Smack!" The gentleman below shook his hand and threw the brocade-clothed young man who had turned into a human stick at his feet, his body flashed, and he came to Mo Zhiyao's side.

"I'll leave this to me. Jun Ziqian had a faint smile on his face, and he didn't look at Lin Fei, who had cultivated to a level higher than himself, in his eyes, and turned his head to Mo Zhiyao and said.

"No, I don't. Mo Zhiyao shook his head, after all, Lin Fei's cultivation was higher than that of a gentleman, and Mo Zhiyao was a little uneasy. "You go down and take care of Chu Fan and a few people, don't let people disturb Zhuxi. ”

"Okay. Knowing that Mo Zhiyao was worried about himself, Jun Ziqian didn't say anything more, and after glancing at Lin Fei, he turned around and swept down.

"Let's do it, or those few chops down there won't last long. Mo Zhiyao looked at Lin Fei, who was looking at Lin Fei with a distorted face, and said coldly.

"Mo Zhiyao, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Looking at the brocade-clothed young man below, Lin Fei's eyes were almost bleeding. As Mo Zhiyao said, if the younger brother who has become a human stick is not treated in time, I am afraid that he will not last long. Even if the primordial god still exists, that body can be regarded as a waste.

And what answered Lin Fei was Mo Zhiyao's arm that shook slightly, and an arc-shaped spiritual power light blade fell on the face of the brocade-clothed young man below, although he didn't take his life, but it left a hideous wound on his face, and even one eye was cut off!

For the enemy, Mo Zhiyao will not be soft at all, and with the relationship with the Cang Ying Kingdom, he has no mercy. It's just that for a puddle of rotten meat, Mo Zhiyao really has no interest in killing it.

"Ah!" In the face of Mo Zhiyao's move, the trace of jealousy and concern in Lin Fei's heart was completely covered by anger, he roared angrily, his body flashed, and the spiritual power around him rolled wildly, rushing towards Mo Zhiyao.

Looking at Lin Fei, who was rushing towards him and losing his mind, the corners of Mo Zhiyao's mouth hooked up with a clear arc. "Ji Haojue, it seems that you have to form another person to join the team!"

The two powerful auras in the middle of the hidden void instantly burst out in mid-air, and the violent spiritual power fluctuations swept across the entire sky. The strong coercion also attracted a lot of exclamations from below.

"It's really worthy of being the disciple of the two super forces, and at a young age, they are all cultivators in the middle stage of the hidden void!"

"Yes, especially Na Mo Zhiyao, I heard that he is not yet twenty years old, but it only took four years to be promoted to the realm of hidden void, what a demon. ”

"No, I didn't believe the rumors I heard before, but it seems to be true. ”

"Of course it's true, otherwise do you think that the Huolin Council won't come forward to clarify? You go out and say that you have broken up the angry distractions and see how long you can live?"

"Hey, this Mo Zhiyao offended the two super forces in one fell swoop, and now he can still live well, even if he has the support of Tianjiao Alliance Beiyuan behind him, his own strength is definitely not small, how dare I compare with him?"

"This hunting tournament hasn't started yet, these two are on the right track, and today I saw a good show. ”

Bursts of discussion emanated from the crowd of onlookers below, and everyone looked at the air intently, such a wonderful battle is rare.

And the two people in mid-air also collided together fiercely at this moment!