The burly fury who was like a hill slowly stepped forward, his hands behind his back, his crimson eyes looked at Mo Zhiyao, and blood-red flames rose around his body, exuding a scorching aura.

Waves of fierce fire spirit power suddenly swept in, and the surging pressure was like a stormy wave, surging towards Mo Zhiyao frantically. "Boy, let me see, why do you dare to be so crazy!"

"Hmph!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed coldly, he snorted coldly, stood sideways, stretched out his right arm, and grabbed the long stick in the void. The body of the stick exuded a trace of black aura, and the arc-like golden rays and indigo blue were entangled and rising, and a hideous black Jiao phantom was hovering around Mo Zhiyao's body!

"Resentment!" With a loud cry from the bottom of his heart, the resentful armor on his right wrist spread out like water along his arm, covering Mo Zhiyao's whole body, even his face was covered, only his eyes were exposed, and there was a cold killing intent flowing under his eyes. Wisps of red resentment lingered, intertwining with the black aura of the long stick, and the already strong aura that made people suffocate instantly increased by more than ten times! The blood color of the resentful cangjia was even stronger, and the thick smell of blood came to the face.

The long hair behind him flew without wind, faintly flashing with a hint of silver, and at this moment, Mo Zhiyao was cold, evil, and murderous intent.

Seeing Mo Zhiyao's state like this, a trace of imperceptible surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting. The hands behind him clenched unconsciously. Mo Zhiyao's momentum exceeded his expectations.

"It's really a bit of money! No wonder you dare to spit out wild words!" The anger in Anger's eyes did not decrease, but there was a touch of solemnity.

"Quack!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with coldness, and the soles of his feet kicked into the void, taking the lead in launching an offensive!

"Brush!" Mo Zhiyao's figure disappeared on the spot, and when he reappeared, it was so strange that it seemed to be divided into two, appearing on both sides of the back of the furious spirit, one left and one right. The speed of the Extreme Phantom Body is many times faster than that phantom body!

The sharp stick strength, along with two streamers-like red rays, suddenly exploded into the rage. The furious force instantly burst the air, bringing a sonic boom like thunder.

The angry expression remained unchanged, and the body did not move in place, but the hands that were originally behind him were raised at the same time, blocking the bombardment in two directions respectively, and it turned out to be a hard regret with the body!

"Huh!" Mo Zhiyao's figure on the left side of the rage suddenly disappeared, and the figure of Mo Zhiyao on the right side was narrow with endless killing intent, and the fierce stick was like a meteor falling to the ground, and it slammed into the left arm raised by the rage.

Mo Zhiyao, who was already good at strength and explosiveness, resented the strength of Cangjia's improvement of thirty percent, and the strength of the explosion was simply shocking!

The cultivation is promoted, the Jiaojiao is promoted, the resentment cangjia is added, and several factors have caused Mo Zhiyao's blow to reach the point of Devil May Cry.

In the roar of the black Jiao's fierce spirit, the Jiaojiao long stick slashed through the void, bringing a trace of spatial cracks in the place it passed, and it was in the middle of the angry left arm!

The solemn color in the eyes of the angry flame was even stronger, and with a cold snort, the fire on his left arm shone in an instant, dazzling!

"Boom!" A somewhat dull loud bang suddenly sounded, and the fierce energy suddenly spread in all directions, centered on the junction of the long stick and the arm.

On the ground below the two of them, a semicircular basin-shaped depression with a depth of one zhang and a diameter of about ten zhang suddenly appeared! The storm brought up the gravel and instantly exploded into powder, which showed how terrifying the power of Mo Zhiyao's blow was!

Even so, the angry figure was still as steady as Mount Tai, and did not move at all!

"Yes, this blow is interesting, but it's not flavorful enough!" said the angry clone with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Really?" Mo Zhiyao's face could only see his eyes, but there was a hint of evil in his eyes. Suddenly! Mo Zhiyao's long stick on the left arm of the angry clone became a little illusory, and then suddenly condensed, and a monstrous force that was indistinguishable from the right talent suddenly exploded!

"Peng!" An unbelievable look of horror flashed in the eyes of the angry clone, and under the bombardment of this force, the figure couldn't help but shake and move half a step sideways!

"Six booms!" With a loud shout from the bottom of his heart, the muscles on Mo Zhiyao's arms instantly bulged, and the fierce and surging demon spirit power suddenly poured into the body of the Jiao stick.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!" There were four more thunderous explosions, and the whole world was violently turbulent! The horror in the eyes of the angry still could not be concealed, and the figure that had been as steady as a mountain was finally shaken, unable to stand far away, and retreated violently again and again!

After the blow, Mo Zhiyao unexpectedly let go of the hands holding the stick, kicked the void, and the ghost-like figure quickly followed, not giving the slightest chance to fight back, his hands clenched into fists, shining with dazzling brilliance, and roaring into the chest like thunder!

The twisted electric energy, like a poisonous snake with its fangs exposed, wrapped around the two purple thunderballs, and smashed into the angry chest with Mo Zhiyao's fists!

"Ahh

"Boom!"

With a deafening explosion, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the overflowing fire shot out in all directions, falling to the ground, and the earth and rocks on the ground were burned into pools of magma!

A figure shot out, stopping in the void not far away, with long hair dancing wildly behind his head, it was Mo Zhiyao!

The smoke cleared, revealing the fury within. The cloak behind him had already been torn apart by the fierce force, and a trace of blush fell down the corner of his mouth.

"Bastard!" roared angrily, and the flames around him quickly swallowed out, showing the fury in his heart. was careless for a while, and was actually hit by Mo Zhiyao's fists, Anger had never suffered such a big loss, and his anger almost burned his reason.

"Boy, you dare to injure this seat, this seat will definitely crush you to ashes!" was so angry that his whole body trembled, and the killing intent in his eyes was so thick that it almost condensed into substance!

"A lot of nonsense, come again if you don't accept it!" Mo Zhiyao's arm stretched out, his palm opened, and the long stick flew from a distance with a sound and landed in Mo Zhiyao's palm. Because of the mask of the resentful cangjia, Mo Zhiyao's voice had a hint of metallic coldness.

"You die for this seat!" the furious fury roared like a mad lion, roaring towards Mo Zhiyao. The right fist was raised, and a dancing flame lingered, and there was an extremely strong fire spirit power gathering in it, with a chilling strength and sonic boom, it suddenly blasted towards Mo Zhiyao!

"Hmph!" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, the battle intent in his eyes became even hotter, his arms waved, the long stick turned into a shadow of a stick in the sky, the arc and the golden mangs were intertwined, and there were purple thunderballs at the end of the stick in front of him, and each thunderball had a distorted demon face in it!

Like ten thousand thunders falling from the sky, with a whistling sound of breaking the air, it bombarded with the fire fist of the angry waves. Every blow, with a thunderous explosion!

The world where the two were fighting was filled with a violent aura storm, and every explosion caused a wave of turmoil in the heavens and the earth. Even if you are far away, you can still feel it clearly.

The Shadow Wind Winged Bat had already been forced into the distance by the aftermath of the battle between the two, and this level of engagement was simply not something it could participate in. Even if it is the residual energy that overflows, it can't bear it.

And the two of them, Miao Concubine and Luo Yerong on the firebird in the distance, had already been shocked by such a violent scene, their faces were bloodless, and their whole bodies trembled. It is all about supporting each other to stand firm. As for the firebird at his feet, if it weren't for the fact that his master didn't give an order, he would have turned around and fled long ago.

The attack speed of the two of them is extremely fast, but in a few breaths, there are no less than a thousand hits! The more angry he becomes, the more frightened he becomes, because of the release of his breath, Mo Zhiyao's cultivation realm is immediately exposed, but it is precisely because of this that anger is even more shocked. In the later stage of returning to God, he was able to fight with the early stage of Tibetan Void, which made Anger unable to believe it at all.

"Ha!" A long roar rose into the sky, Mo Zhiyao's body flashed rapidly, although the extreme phantom body had just been cultivated for a short time, and it had not yet been completed, but after all, it was a heaven-level exercise, even if it was just getting started, the speed was already unbelievably fast. Coupled with the thirty percent speed bonus of the Resentful Cangjia, Mo Zhiyao's speed has reached a shocking point.

"Huh!" Mo Zhiyao appeared ghostly above the rage, raised his hands up, and the long stick wheel of the Jiaojiao turned over his head, and slammed down at the rage!

Mo Zhiyao's speed was too fast, and Fu Lie didn't have time to dodge at all, so he suddenly roared angrily, crossed his arms above his head, and met the long stick that Mo Zhiyao smashed on his head!

"Let me go down!" Mo Zhiyao shouted violently, his body was full of blood, and even the air was crushed by the long stick!

The terrifying strength combined with the five-fold stamina of the six blasts made Fury no longer able to keep his volley, and fell straight down like a meteor falling into the sky. The air behind him roared because it couldn't withstand his extreme falling speed, and circles of air ripples spread rapidly in all directions.

"Boom!" The earthquake trembled, and huge cracks of ugliness and twists spread out like cobwebs, and the dust of rubble flew into the sky.

"Demon mourning day cry!" Mo Zhiyao shouted! A hideous demon face appeared behind him, the sharp roar was breathtaking, the fierce thunder and lightning power coiled around the body of the stick, Mo Zhiyao held the stick with both hands, his body swooped down, his arms waved suddenly, and the huge demon face roared and rushed towards the ground below.

"Boom!" the demon's face and the fury collided together, and the huge mouth opened and closed, swallowing it into its mouth! At the same time, the furious force stirred the ground like the rolling sea, the strength was the wind, and the earth and rocks were the waves! The ground within a radius of thousands of feet seemed to have been ravaged by a giant beast, and it was a mess beyond recognition!

"Howl!" A roar like a beast's roar rose into the sky, and a red glow shone out through the demon's face, burning the heavens and the earth like a scorching heat that instantly enveloped the audience!

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the demon's face exploded from the inside, and a four-hoofed beast phantom with a fiery red body, as if bathed in a sea of fire, suddenly appeared in front of Mo Zhiyao's eyes.