"Boy, you can't run away!"

Xicheng Yang Senran's gaze turned, looked at Mo Zhiyao, sneered, his body shook, and the monstrous spiritual power surged out, and his body directly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already deceived Mo Zhiyao's body. The incomparable palm wind, carrying a cold killing intent, pierced towards Mo Zhiyao again.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes flickered, and his body flickered like a ghost, narrowly avoiding the fierce blow of Naxi Chengyang.

"Bang!"

The air exploded under Xi Chengyang's palm, and a circular wave of air spread out with a roar. Immediately, Xichengyang's figure was like a maggot attached to the bone, biting Mo Zhiyao tightly, and his arms danced out of the afterimage of the sky, overwhelmingly enveloping Mo Zhiyao's whole body. The terrifying power, mixed with the icy and biting wind, caused the space to be torn apart.

Whew!

Mo Zhiyao increased his speed to the extreme, and the Heavenly Demon Dance Body Technique was used to the point of being so wonderful that he dodged all the attacks of Xichengyang.

Above the sky, the two figures almost increased their speed to the apex, turning into two blurred streamers, and between the staggering, they rolled up a hurricane of power like a storm. With such speed and ruthlessness, countless people were stunned.

"It's amazing!"

Xuan Yu and the others looked at the scene in mid-air and couldn't help but exclaim. The speed of those two people, even with her eyesight, could not keep up, and she could only vaguely see two blurred lights and shadows. That kind of speed, it's just too fast.

In the field, there were also many people with vicious eyesight, and they found that the battle between the two seemed to be Mo Zhiyao at an obvious disadvantage.

Xichengyang itself is the strength of the middle stage of metamorphosis, and now that he has displayed the Xuanbing Heavenly Armor, under the skyrocketing combat power, even some ordinary four-pattern middle stages, they dare not face its edge.

Mo Zhiyao's cultivation, compared with Xichengyang, after all, has a gap between two lines, and now it seems that he can only deal with it in this way.

However, this is obviously not a long-term solution. If you hold it for a long time, you will lose, and this kind of war of attrition is obviously not good for the side with a low cultivation realm.

Normally, everyone's guess is not wrong. Above the metamorphosis, the gap between the two human patterns is as insurmountable as a moat. It's just that Mo Zhiyao is not an ordinary person.......

At this moment, everyone was holding their breath, staring at the two ghostly flashing figures for a moment, waiting for the final ending.

"Boom!"

Xichengyang threw a punch and slammed into Mo Zhiyao's chest from an extremely tricky angle. Mo Zhiyao's footsteps moved, but he was a little slower, although he avoided the past, but he was affected by the momentum of the fist. The whole person's body trembled slightly.

Sensing this situation, a cold glint suddenly flashed in Xi Chengyang's eyes. ！

"Peng!"

The majestic spiritual power suddenly swept out of Xi Chengyang's body at this moment, and in the next moment, his speed actually skyrocketed again, reaching a rather terrifying level.

"Huh!"

Xi Chengyang's whole person almost turned into a blue light, and he rushed to Mo Zhiyao's body in an instant, and his speed was no different from teleportation.

"Boy, if it is a few years later, the old man will have to admit that he will never be your opponent. But it's a pity that you don't have long eyes, and you actually dare to meddle in the affairs of my Xicheng family, which is even more bad for the old man! Today, you can leave your little life behind!"

Between the eyes of each other, the corners of Xichengyang's mouth set off a cold bloody arc, the killing intent in his eyes surged, his right fist was clenched, and between the blue light surged, there was actually a sharp ice spike stretched out on the finger sleeve of the Xuanbing Heavenly Armor, which was extremely lethal!

The hideous cruelty in Xichengyang's eyes became more and more intense. He sneered and threw a punch! I could see that on the surface of his fist, between the ice spikes stretching, there was an extremely cold power that made the heavens and the earth freeze.

"Ice God Burial Thorn!"

The violent cold wind that stirred in the sky quickly condensed in front of Xichengyang's fist and spun up. Between the turns, there is a breathtaking vortex sound. And in the midst of that icy storm, you can faintly see five slender ice spikes that are so sharp that even space can be torn apart!

This blow shattered the void and directly blasted towards Mo Zhiyao's head. With such a posture, it is obvious that Mo Zhiyao is going to be killed with one punch!

"It's over!" The expression on Xi Chengyang's face was extremely distorted, looking hideous and murderous, and there was a perverted excitement.

The fist hidden in the icy storm grew bigger and bigger in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, but the corners of his mouth were strangely quietly raised at this moment. Then Xichengyang saw that his pupils shrank suddenly, and Mo Zhiyao's eyes seemed to have a scarlet color condensed rapidly.

"Boom!"

The monstrous golden red light swept out, instantly rendering this space into a golden red world. A long roar, like a dragon's roar and a phoenix's roar, resounded from Mo Zhiyao's mouth. The whistling sound was like a sword breaking through the sky, piercing through the golden cracked clouds, rolling away.

Mo Zhiyao's body swelled suddenly, and the clothes on his body were directly supported until they broke. From the cracks in the robes, you can see that the skin on its body at this moment is covered with strange dragon scales!

"It's time to end!" The cold voice sounded, Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, his five fingers were clenched, and on that arm, there were twenty dragon and phoenix light patterns coiled.

The terrifying spiritual power jumped wildly on Mo Zhiyao's body like an arc of lightning, and circles of twisted power fluctuated, forming under his fist.

Mo Zhiyao punched out, and directly under the terrifying gaze of the sky, he suddenly regretted the cold wind and ice thorns of Xichengyang!

"Bang!"

The earth-shattering sound of the collision of forces resounded. The space that those two people were in instantly shattered!

The cold wind tornado and the dragon phoenix light pattern tore through the space in this instant, like two meteorites that collided violently, each carrying extremely violent fluctuations, colliding fiercely in the sky!

Boom!

The space where this square was located was violently shaken at this moment, and the black light curtain shrouded in the sky above the surface was frantically turbulent, emitting an overwhelming wail.

The golden red light and the blue cold wind were entangled with each other, frantically corroding each other, trying to annihilate each other. The fist entrenched by the dragon phoenix's light pattern, and the fist mark with the hideous ice spike extending out, froze in mid-air, and the aftermath of the power that spread out in waves shook the void that had just been restored to its original state, and it showed signs of shattering again.

However, this stalemate did not last long before it was broken by a thunderous roar!

"Crush me!"

The sound of heavy shouting was like thunder rolling in the sky, shaking the sky. Mo Zhiyao's arm shook, and the twenty dragon and phoenix light patterns suddenly let out a roaring sound in unison, and a wave of destruction rippled out in an instant.

In the next moment, Mo Zhiyao's fist suddenly erupted with extremely terrifying power, and with a momentum like a broken bamboo, it landed heavily on Xichengyang's fist covered with blue ice armor.

At the moment when the two fists formed, Xi Chengyang's face suddenly changed drastically! A complex expression of horror and fear mixed together surged into his face. Because he could perceive that an irresistible terrifying force poured madly down Mo Zhiyao's arm like an erupting torrent.

In the face of such a powerful force, the blue ice armor covered by Xichengyang's fist seemed to have turned into fragile tissue paper, and it was torn apart in an instant.

Xichengyang was shocked, and he didn't care to think about why Mo Zhiyao's strength suddenly skyrocketed, and as soon as his body moved, he wanted to retreat towards the rear.

However, Mo Zhiyao's combat experience is so rich, naturally he will not be given this opportunity. There was a thud, like thunder. The invisible sound wave actually strangely penetrated Xichengyang's external defenses and reached his mind. The latter's mind suddenly appeared in a trance for a moment.

Magical Sound Soul Dementor!

Although the time of such a trance is extremely short, it is almost negligible. But for a strong battle of this level, it is enough.

"Bang!"

Mo Zhiyao's arm shook, and suddenly the terrifying power roared out, and it poured madly towards Xichengyang!

"Boom!"

At this moment, everyone saw very clearly that the golden red light, which was originally equal to the blue cold wind, suddenly expanded at an astonishing speed, and the blue cold wind was completely suppressed, and then collapsed!

"Click!"

The scalp exploded with a cracking sound, and the ice armor covering Xichengyang's fist was directly shattered by Mo Zhiyao's punch, and those hideous and sharp ice spikes also cracked open under the pressure of such power!

The fist was not stopped, and it rushed through brutally! Xi Chengyang's arm, after losing the protection of the ice armor, became vulnerable under Mo Zhiyao's fist! The entire arm exploded into powder in an instant! The scarlet minced flesh mixed with the white broken bones exploded!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Xi Chengyang's body fell straight from the sky like a stone that had been slapped away. Then a shocking trench was opened in the ground, and it was slowly stopped until it was a hundred feet away.

"Poof!" another puff of blood mist erupted from Xichengyang's mouth, but before he could stand up, a figure teleported in front of him.

The two fists were raised, and each had ten dragon and phoenix light patterns coiled on his arms, Mo Zhiyao showed a fierce smile towards Xichengyang, whose face had changed miserably, and then his fists were like thunder, turning into fist marks in the sky, directly enveloping him completely!

"Ahh

The terrible scream, accompanied by a puff of blood mist, rose into the sky, and after an instant, it was completely annihilated!