"Boom!"

On the seat, the two figures collided fiercely, and a strong wind rippled like a tide.

Xuan Yu's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly joined forces with another Xicheng patriarch beside him, protecting Xicheng Jiao behind him, and at the same time retreated towards the rear.

The aftermath of such ferocious strength is not something that Xicheng Jiao can bear.

As soon as the two equally fierce forces came into contact, the face of the black-robed old man changed drastically in an instant, and a touch of horror appeared on his face. The fierce strength carried by Mo Zhiyao's sword fingers was far beyond his imagination. The strength of his palm, facing the golden thread-like spiritual power, was as fragile as a piece of tissue paper, easily torn apart by the other party.

"Boom!"

Mo Zhiyao's sword finger, after tearing the black-robed old man's palm, was still castrated like electricity, and in the next moment, it landed on his palm.

"Ahh

A scream full of pain suddenly resounded, Yin Hong's blood shot out, and Mo Zhiyao's finger actually pierced directly through the palm of the black-robed old man.

The black-robed old man's face turned pale in an instant, he endured the severe pain, and as soon as his body moved, he planned to retreat towards the rear.

"Old dog, since you dare to come out and bite someone, you must be prepared to be beaten into a dead dog!" Mo Zhiyao's face showed a cold arc that made people feel cold all over his body, and then waved his arm fiercely!

"God of War, Kill Ghosts!"

"Huh!"

A sharp crack in the air that made people's eardrums hurt sounded in the sky, and a huge golden arc of light, like a waning moon, suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision. Then it cut off the heavens and the earth, and fell heavily on the chest of the black-robed old man.

"Whew!"

The scalp-making tearing sound suddenly sounded, and between the blood mist, a huge scar that could be seen deep into the bones appeared on the body of the black-robed old man. From the right shoulder to the left hip, Mo Zhiyao's slash almost split the former on the spot!

"Bang!"

The body of the black-robed old man was bombarded by a huge force and flew upside down and hit the stands behind him. The stands crumbled, stretching out for dozens of feet before slowly stopping. Along the way, there were shocking bloodstains.

In the field, there was a dead silence. Looking at the black-robed old man who was seriously injured and defeated, everyone in the entire square was shocked! Especially the three people of Nanyamang, they were naturally quite clear about the strength of the black-robed old man, it was the strength of the mid-stage transformation of the three patterns. However, now, he was hit by Mo Zhiyao and ended up so miserable.

"Crunch!"

The palm of the South Cliff Demon clenched suddenly, the essence in his eyes exploded, and his eyes stared at Mo Zhiyao. And Nan Yahong, on the other hand, was pale, trembling tremblingly, and almost collapsed on top of his seat.

Nan Yamang's face also turned blue, and the palms of his hands on the armrests of the seat were slowly clenched. The hard armrests of the seat are directly turned into dust.

Mo Zhiyao's footsteps were stepped, and his gaze, which was so cold that the air seemed to freeze, fell on the bodies of the three of Nanyamang, and the corners of his lips slowly lifted a hideous arc, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"Southern Regions Family, I want to see what you are capable of, dare to say that you will destroy my Xicheng Family!"

The chilly sound slowly echoed in the sky above the square, but it made this space more and more depressing. The thick smell of blood, rippling in the air, was suffocating.

Many people's faces twitched, this little-known kid was so violent and ruthless, where did the Xicheng family find such a ruthless person?

In the other three seats, the people of the Qiu family, the Lin family, and the Cang family all looked at the scene in front of them with solemn faces, and there was a look of jealousy in their eyes.

The chill around Cangyun's body suddenly increased at this moment, and his body involuntarily tensed. Mo Zhiyao on the opposite side made him feel a rather strong sense of danger.

"Little beast, in front of me, you actually dare to do this, you really didn't take my Nanya family in your eyes. Nanya Mang, who was sitting in the seat, had a fierce glint in his eyes, his body slowly stood up, and the spiritual power around his body fluctuated, mixed with heavy coercion, and spread out.

"Nanya family?" Mo Zhiyao glanced at Nanya coldly, and then his lips moved slightly. "What's that?"

"Shhh

The sound of inhaling cold air suddenly sounded in the crowd. No one could have imagined that in the face of the Southern Cliff Mang, which was at the peak of the Seven Patterns of Transformation, Mo Zhiyao was still so fierce. Between the words, he did not leave any face for the other party.

"What an arrogant little brute! Whoever dares to talk to me like this, you are still the first!" Nanyamang's eyes narrowed, and the killing intent spread out like a storm in his body. An extremely terrifying coercion, rising and rising, pressed towards Mo Zhiyao.

Facing the furious Nanya Mang, Mo Zhiyao's face did not change at all.

"Compare with me, old thing, I'm afraid you've found the wrong person!" Mo Zhiyao sneered, and suddenly the monstrous golden red light swept out of his body crazily. At the same time, an ancient coercion that overcame the heavens and the earth was like a tidal wave, permeating from his body.

The two forces collided fiercely, and on the plane where they clashed, the space was distorted. Immediately, countless people were shocked to see that such a powerful competition should obviously be in a weak position, and Mo Zhiyuan did not show the slightest decline. Faintly, there are signs of overpowering the south cliff!

"This, how is this possible!"

The sound of exclamation suddenly resounded. Countless eyes instantly converged on Mo Zhiyao's body. The scene in front of them made them almost think they were in a dream.

Mo Zhiyao's body has the authentic bloodline of the Ancient Heavenly Dragon and the Ancient Heavenly Phoenix, and the dragon phoenix is coercive, how can it be comparable to that Southern Cliff Mang?

Of course, this does not mean that Mo Zhiyao has the strength to compete head-on with Nanyamang. After all, the latter is the pinnacle of the true Seven Patterns of Transformation. That kind of strength is not an existence that Mo Zhiyao can fight against now.

Looking at Mo Zhiyuan, who was fighting against him in terms of momentum, Nan Yamang's face also changed, and then a touch of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Little brute, the old man is really blind, but there are some means. There was a chill in Nanyamang's eyes, and then he said gloomily: "However, even so, in front of the old man, you don't have the qualifications to jump!"

As soon as the words fell, the expression on Nanyamang's face suddenly sharpened, his body shook, and a vast spiritual power that changed the color of the heavens and the earth surged out. Behind him, it turned into a continuous ocean of spiritual power!

Seeing this, Mo Zhiyao's palms suddenly clenched into fists, and on his arms, a dragon phoenix light pattern emerged.

The reason why he was able to defeat the black-robed old man with one blow just now was entirely because the latter was careless, but he didn't expect Mo Zhiyao to use all his strength as soon as he came up, and he ended up like that. And the South Cliff Mang in front of him is not comparable to the former, the super strength of the Seven Patterns Transformation, even if it is placed in the Western Region of the Fog Demon Sea, it can be regarded as a top powerhouse.

Against him, Mo Zhiyao didn't dare to slack off, otherwise if he was not careful, the end would be quite miserable.

However, just when the fierce light in the eyes of the South Cliff became more and more intense, and when he was about to make a move, a figure shot out from the side, it was Xuan Yu.

"Nanya Mang, don't you forget what kind of place this is! If you dare to do something here, aren't you afraid of causing the palace master's anger?" Xuan Yu stood beside Mo Zhiyao, looking at the arrogant Nanya Mang on the opposite side and roared sharply.

Xuan Yu's strong drink suddenly made Nanya Mang's face change. This place is the place where the Killing Ling Heavenly Palace selects the seat of the elders, and the Killing Ling Heavenly Palace will not pay attention to the actions between the juniors, but it is expressly forbidden, and the strong men of the older generation are definitely not allowed to cause a battle here. Otherwise, it would be contempt for the divine power of the Heavenly Palace!

Nan Yamang's face was blue and red, and his teeth were clucking. But no matter how the killing intent of Mo Zhiyao was churning in his heart, he didn't dare to really do it.

"My dad can't do it, so I'll do it. At this moment, a slender figure appeared beside Nanya Mang, and his sharp gaze, with a killing intent that was extremely cold, fell on Mo Zhiyao's body, which was the Nanya demon.

"South Cliff Demon?" Seeing that the South Cliff Demon actually stood up at this time, Xuan Yu's face suddenly became a little ugly. However, nothing was said again.

Originally, Mo Zhiyao's opponent this time was this Southern Cliff Demon, and it was a matter of time before he faced him.

"Mo Zhiyao, it is undeniable that I am surprised by your strength. However, if you think that you will be able to ride on the head of my Nanya family in this way, you are very wrong. In the eyes of the South Cliff Demon, there was a slightly bewitching luster, and he looked at Mo Zhiyao and said in a low voice.

"I can give you a choice, one is to take refuge in my Nanya family, no matter what promises the Xicheng family makes to you, I think what my Nanya family gives will definitely not be worse than them, how about it?"

The words of the South Cliff Demon suddenly made the faces of Xuanyu and the others change, and they didn't expect that at this time, the South Cliff Demon would actually come to dig the foot of the wall. And the South Cliff Mang and South Cliff Hong in the rear are also quite unexpected.

"Big brother!" Nanya Hong's heart suddenly became anxious when he heard this, and he hurriedly shouted. If Mo Zhiyao really agreed, then wasn't his beating in vain?

For Mo Zhiyao, to be honest, Nanya Mang also appreciates it in his heart. The former's combat power and qualifications also made him feel quite amazing. If Mo Zhiyao can really take refuge in him, the matter of injuring Nanyahong and the black-robed elder is really nothing.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes also flashed with a hint of surprise, obviously he didn't expect that the South Cliff Demon would actually win him over. The next moment, a smile appeared on his face, but there was no warmth in that smile.

"I'm really sorry, I don't have a good impression of all the beasts surnamed Nanya. ”