Looking at Mo Zhiyao who was standing opposite, Shen Ling's slender eyes narrowed, a cold cold light passed through the gap in his eyes, and he stopped talking, and with both hands, two black daggers with cold light appeared in the palms of his hands. With a flick of his fingers, the two daggers seemed to be given life, turning up a dazzling arc in the palm of their palms, like two poisonous snakes waiting for an opportunity to move, revealing their sharp fangs at Mo Zhiyao.

Mo Zhiyao's hands intersected with his ten fingers, and with a slight break, a crackling crisp bone sound suddenly came out, and the corners of his mouth showed a somewhat cold arc towards Shen Ling.

Seeing that Mo Zhiyao didn't even show signs of using the weapon, Shen Ling's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then immediately flashed a trace of anger.

"Stinky boy, you're going to pay for your hubris. ”

"The price?" Mo Zhiyao tilted his neck slightly, and his palms slowly clenched, "You will know who the person who will pay the price will be." ”

"Hmph!" Shen Ling snorted angrily when he heard this, and suddenly a majestic spiritual power belonging to the middle stage of the Merge Dao roared out of his body, lingering all over his body, and the air in the arena suddenly brought a touch of cold aura, and wisps of poisonous snakes were generally misty, rising up in Shen Ling's body.

"The power of the poisonous spirit?" Mo Zhiyao's pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and he couldn't imagine that this guy who was neither male nor female was really a poisonous snake, but the corners of his mouth were pouted with a strange smile. At the same time, Mo Zhiyao also let go of his breath, although it was only the early stage of the merger of the two lines, but that momentum was not weaker than Shen Ling on the other side.

The two fierce spiritual forces suddenly collided in mid-air, and in the sizzling sound, the noise in the arena was immediately annihilated, and it seemed extremely silent.

Under the arena, Dongliu Yanyu and Yu Tong glanced at each other, and they both saw the smile in each other's eyes. If the two girls were still a little worried before, now it can be said that they are completely relieved, and this challenge has doomed Shen Ling to defeat from the beginning.

Among all the aura attributes, the least threatening thing to Mo Zhiyao was the power of the poisonous spirit. Although they didn't know the reason, they both knew that Mo Zhiyao was immune to the power of the poisonous spirit.

"This kid is really a bit capable. Shen Ling's eyes were also solemn, his arms slowly moved in the direction, and between the two black daggers, the cold flicker, locked on Mo Zhiyao.

"Huh!" Shen Ling's toes lightly touched the ground, and his figure directly turned into a blurred afterimage, leaving a strange arc in the void, and the dagger in his hands was from an extremely tricky angle, with a somewhat piercing sound of cracking wind, and the lightning generally pierced Mo Zhiyao!

A hint of surprise flashed imperceptibly in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, this Shen Ling's ability is really good, no wonder he is so arrogant, he is really a little arrogant.

Mo Zhiyao's arm stretched out, and the two metallic fingers flicked slightly, hitting the two daggers stabbed by Shen Ling with such accuracy that it was unbelievable, and at the same time, his body rotated, leaving a clear trace of his right leg in the air, and whipped towards Shen Ling's waist fiercely.

The terrifying strength instantly compressed the air in front of him into an obvious concave arc, making people dare not doubt that the strength contained in this leg was enough to seriously injure a mid-stage merger!

After several hard battles, Mo Zhiyao's current physical strength has reached a rather terrifying point, and without relying on the bonus of any spiritual treasure, it is enough to threaten the overhaul in the middle stage of the Merge Dao, even if it is in the late stage of the Merge Dao, he does not dare to have the slightest contempt.

Before the strength of his legs came, Shen Ling felt that the position of his waist felt a faint pain, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and then his body seemed to become weak and boneless, and at an incredible angle, he avoided Mo Zhiyao's extremely sharp whip leg.

"Bang!" The fierce legs fell to the ground, and the entire arena was violently trembling, and several arm-thick cracks spread out rapidly in all directions under the horrified eyes of everyone.

"What kind of body refining method is this Mo Zhiyao cultivating, this power is too terrifying, right?" After a burst of cold breathing, whispers sounded in the field for a short time.

The cracks on the countertop reflected in the pupils of his eyes made Shen Ling's heart tremble, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes. Immediately suppressed the shock in his heart, his body writhed strangely like a fish, and the whole person rose into the air, reversed in the air, and tore through the void with two daggers and lightning bolts in his hands under his head, stabbing down towards Mo Zhiyao!

I have to say that Shen Ling's reaction and speed are extremely agile, and his combat experience is extremely spicy.

A cold glint flashed in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and the surging spiritual power suddenly surged out, rapidly converging above his head, forming a circular spiritual power shield.

"Ding, ding, ding!ding!" The spiritual shield had just been formed, and the sound of stabbing as dense as a shower rang out one after another. No less than a hundred ripples like water ripples appeared on the spiritual power shield in an instant, which showed how terrifying Shen Ling's attack speed was.

Such a high-speed stabbing blow made many people around them feel numb in their scalps, and even Mo Zhiyao below had a look of horror on his face.

Shen Ling, who was in the late stage of the half-step merger, was really not easy.

The high-density attack, after a few breaths, the spiritual shield laid by Mo Zhiyao finally made an overwhelming cracking sound, and then turned into a point of light in the sky, disappearing into invisibility.

The two daggers overlapped, and Shen Ling's figure rotated at high speed, like a poisonous Jiao, rushing down towards Du Mo Zhiyao below, and the fierce energy directly hit the ground below and burst open.

In the face of Shen Ling's fierce blow, Mo Zhiyao raised his eyebrows slightly, his body shook, and he retreated like a ghost, and his sharp energy almost stabbed down against his body.

Mo Zhiyao's arm bent, and an elbow strike was like thunder, blasting towards Shen Ling's shoulder, and the fierce strength directly brought a sonic boom that made people's eardrums hurt.

Shen Ling's blow missed, without the slightest hint of panic, and his whole body twisted again, like a slippery loach, narrowly avoiding Mo Zhiyao's fierce blow.

Then, Shen Ling's arm stretched out, as if he had no bones, and from a strange angle that a normal person couldn't do at all, the dagger in his hand was like a poisonous snake's fangs, stabbing Mo Zhiyao's back fiercely.

"Snort!" The pupils in Mo Zhiyao's eyes shrank slightly, this Shen Ling's difficulty was indeed beyond his expectations, his upper body hurriedly fell down, and at the same time, his right leg was raised backwards, and his whole body was like a scorpion with a poisonous tail!

Mo Zhiyao's reaction speed was obviously beyond Shen Ling's expectations, and he immediately flipped his palm, and the tip of the dagger was pointing downward, stabbing at Mo Zhiyao's soles!

A layer of brilliant golden halo quietly covered Mo Zhiyao's skin, and in the face of the dagger that stabbed down, this time Mo Zhiyao did not choose to dodge, but went up with regret!

Seeing that Mo Zhiyao didn't dodge or dodge, a touch of sarcasm suddenly appeared in Shen Ling's eyes, and the poisonous spirit power in his body immediately surged out, frantically pouring into the dagger.

"Ding!" A crisp sound like a metal clash echoed in the arena, the sarcasm in Shen Ling's eyes suddenly froze, and the dagger slashed at Mo Zhiyao's soles, not as he imagined the scene of piercing, but as if he had stabbed a piece of fine iron, the violent force of the shock made his arm suddenly numb.

"How is it possible!" Shen Ling was suddenly shocked, his arm bent all the time, and he retreated violently with the help of his body, widening the distance between him and Mo Zhiyao, and landing on the ground in the distance.

And after forcing Shen Ling back with one leg, Mo Zhiyao did not follow up the pursuit, but put down his right leg and stood up. The sound and color on the surface are as usual, but Mo Zhiyao's heart is also a little shocked. At this moment, his right leg also had a burst of numbness, spreading upward.

The two fought like lightning, although there was no shocking scene with sound and light, but the danger contained in it, everyone on the bystanders saw it clearly. So much so that when the two separated, the entire arena fell into a dead silence for a moment, and after a while, a burst of applause erupted.

The atmosphere of the audience, at this moment, was completely detonated.

"Good boy, that's not bad. The white evil in the distance, the evil smile on his face was also a little solidified, and his face was filled with a touch of shock, and at the same time he turned his head slightly and looked at the other part of the arena. Sure enough, the sturdy figure hidden in the shadows also straightened up slightly at this moment, and the momentum it exuded became a little more powerful.

The previous news about Mo Zhiyao's killing of Gusen, after all, everyone heard rumors, and many people were a little disdainful and suspicious in their hearts. However, at this moment, that disdain and suspicion began to waver. Mo Zhiyao's combat power was enough for them to begin to believe in the truth of that rumor.

On the arena, the two confronted each other.

The two daggers in his hand rubbed lightly, bringing up a series of sparks, and Shen Ling's eyes when he looked at Mo Zhiyao had become extremely dignified. In the previous lightning-like confrontation, the latter's rich combat experience and ruthless attacks had completely dissipated the contempt in his heart before.

"It seems that this kid really has two brushes, not the kind of embroidered pillow that grew up in a greenhouse. Shen Ling thought to himself in his heart.

Because of the different environments they are in, the monks who have grown up in the Southern Regions have a bloody and spicy smell on their bodies, which is because they have experienced real killing.

However, the overall environment of the Eastern Frontier and the Northern Frontier is much milder than that of the Southern Regions, which is one of the reasons why the monks of the Southern Regions look down on the monks of the Northern Frontier and the Eastern Frontier.

It's just that Shen Ling couldn't imagine that the cruelty and bloodiness that Mo Zhiyao had experienced along the way was a hundred times more dangerous than him, a person who grew up in the Southern Regions!

Mo Zhiyao, who has walked on the edge of life and death countless times and crawled out of the pile of dead people, how can it be compared to those ordinary disciples of the Eastern Realm and Northern Frontier?