"Huh!" Seeing Mo Zhiyao's fierce leg slamming in front of him, Ke Sheng's pupils also shrank suddenly, and then his body was like a ghost, and he retreated towards the rear.

Mo Zhiyao's ferocity and toughness made Ke Sheng also feel horrified, and he suddenly lost his original contempt, and his expression became solemn.

With the power of the peak of the Seven Patterns, he was able to defeat his shield head-on, which was unbelievable for Ke Sheng.

"Little bastard, I really underestimate you, but if this is your true strength, you will still be unable to escape death today!" Ke Sheng's eyes were cold, and while retreating, his arms were stretched out, his palms were bent into claws, and a trace of golden spiritual power lingered between the fingers of his hands like silk threads.

"Nether Ghost Claw!" With a cold snort, Ke Sheng waved his arms, so fast that only vague afterimages were left in mid-air, and the claw shadows flashed with golden luster, with a sharp howl that tore through the air, and rushed towards Mo Zhiyao's overwhelming grab.

The shadow of the claws in the sky was reflected in Mo Zhiyao's pupils, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly froze, his arms were raised, and he grabbed the long stick without hesitation.

For Ke Sheng's half-step cultivation combat power, Mo Zhiyao didn't dare to be careless, after all, there was a difference between the two of them, and for others, it was completely a disaster between heaven and earth!

Every calamity is a transformational transformation for the monks, especially the third time. Mo Zhiyao could easily kill the three brothers of Qin Kong, but against Ke Sheng, he had to go all out. An accidental, capsized boat in the gutter, is not an accident.

"Roar!" A roaring sound like cracking gold piercing the clouds sounded, and a terrifying image of a dragon appeared in the void, circling around Mo Zhiyao's body rapidly.

The blood-red stick shadow was like a mountain, and the grimace at the end of the stick let out a terrible scream, waving at Ke Sheng all over the sky, and the golden claw shadow that roared wildly.

"Peng!Peng!Peng!"

A series of clashing sounds sounded, like gold and stone strikes, with a metal-like tremor sound, a group of obvious air explosion air masses, exploded in mid-air, and the void in the main hall was instantly swept by the terrifying force explosion fluctuations, and the fierce force directly set off a terrible storm.

The monks who were watching the battle around were all pale and retreated towards the rear as if they were crazy, lest they be affected by the aftermath of the strength, such a terrifying strength, even if the residual energy that overflowed, once it hit their bodies, it was enough to seriously hurt them on the spot.

Looking at the two figures in mid-air like meteorites colliding, those monks were all shocked, and their previous disdain was all gone.

Being able to use the cultivation of the peak of the Seven Patterns Hidden Void, and the hard half-step combination, this kind of anti-heaven combat power has completely subverted everyone's cognitive common sense.

Above the hidden void, the gap between each human pattern is a world away, not to mention the difference of a void disaster! Mo Zhiyao's terrifying combat power, like a loud slap in the face, slapped the faces of those monks who said cool words before, until this moment, they really understood that Mo Zhiyao was arrogant! But not ignorance! He has the ability to be arrogant, and he has the qualifications to be arrogant!

After the shadow of the stick and the shadow of the claw collided in the sky, it gradually dissipated, revealing two figures.

"This kid, I really can't imagine that his combat power is so strong, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant. The solemnity in Ke Sheng's eyes increased a little more, and the original disdain was gone.

"But if that's the limit of what he can do, it's just a little more effort for me. Ke Sheng's eyes suddenly froze, and the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing his white teeth.

"Little bastard, don't think that only you have a spiritual treasure!" Ke Sheng smiled fiercely, and then with a pair of blood-red claws, a pair of blood-red claw sleeves appeared on both hands, sharp edges and corners, flashing with a cold cold glow, and with Ke Sheng's slightly complete fingers, there was a piercing roar.

The arm flicked, and the claws passed through the void, leaving several clear marks, as if even the void could not withstand its sharp tip.

"There aren't many opponents who can let me take out 'ghost claws'. Even if you die, you are honored. Ke Sheng said to Mo Zhiyao with compassion, the expression on his face was no different from that of a ghost.

"A lot of nonsense!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed, and he lightly spit out a sentence that made Ke Shengqing's muscles jump high.

"I'm still so hard-mouthed when I'm dying, I'll break your teeth and pull out your tongue in a while, see if you're still not so arrogant!" Ke Sheng's face was extremely cruel, and after he finished speaking, he didn't give Mo Zhiyao a chance to fight back, and rushed out directly!

The blood-red claw shadow suddenly appeared in pieces in mid-air, like a red dark cloud, pressing down wildly towards Mo Zhiyao. The sharp sound of breaking the air made everyone's eardrums hurt, and many people hurriedly covered their ears, with a look of horror in their eyes.

"Hmph!" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, kicked the void with the soles of his feet, the air under his feet suddenly exploded, his body rushed out like electricity, and the long stick in his hand danced like the wind, bringing a roaring sound in the sky, and he threw himself at Ke Sheng who threw himself in the air.

Two ghostly figures staggered in mid-air, and each time they struck, they immediately detonated the air in one place, and the powerful force fluctuated, shaking the void into a distortion.

Looking at the two blurred figures in mid-air, crashing at high speed, the monks below were almost completely stunned.

"How the hell did this kid cultivate, Ke Sheng even took out the ghost claws, and he still couldn't defeat him!"

"Yes, this kid is still not human, he is really from the Northern Frontier? I'm afraid there are few people in the Southern Regions who can have such a demon as him, right?"

At the beginning, many people thought that although Mo Zhiyao was evil, after all, the cultivation level was there, and after facing Ke Sheng, it would definitely be a one-sided rout.

But as the battle unfolded, the kind of situation that everyone expected did not appear, but it was even more shocking to find that Mo Zhiyao and Ke Sheng were fighting on a par, without showing any decline.

Until now, Ke Sheng has even taken out the Lingbao Ghost Claw that he relied on to become famous, but he still does not have the slightest upper hand, and he still maintains a tie situation.

This also made many people understand that this young monk from the Northern Frontier, from the low-level territory in their eyes, has enough strength to be proud of their group of Southern Territory monks who think they are superior.

In mid-air, Mo Zhiyao didn't hear the whispers of those monks in the Southern Regions, and at this moment, he was wholeheartedly in the vicious battle with Ke Sheng. There was a high fiery battle intent in his eyes, and the momentum exuded from his body was also getting higher and higher.

After being promoted to the pinnacle of Tibetan Void, Mo Zhiyao just wanted to find an opponent with similar combat power to himself to have a lively battle, so that he could know how far his current combat power had reached.

Obviously, Ke Sheng is such a suitable opponent.

"Peng!" was another fierce and ferocious collision, and the two figures retreated violently to the rear at the same time, and they were dozens of feet away before they stabilized their bodies at the same time.

After a fierce battle, both of them were breathing a little heavier, and their chests were rising and falling violently, obviously, the consumption of both of them was not small.

However, the difference is that Ke Sheng's eyes are full of horror, while Mo Zhiyao's eyes are full of battle intent. This battle, for Mo Zhiyao, is exactly what he dreamed of.

After taking a breath, Ke Sheng looked at Mo Zhiyao opposite, with an extremely hideous and murderous smile on his face, and a gloomy voice sounded in the hall.

"Little bastard, I really didn't expect that I could be forced to this point by you. However, this battle is also over here, and I don't have the time to play here with you!"

"Well, that's exactly what I'm trying to say. Mo Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, looked at Ke Sheng evilly, and the blood in his eyes was also extremely thick, as if there was blood dripping at any time.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, Lao Tzu will make you regret it. Ke Sheng gritted his teeth and said to Mo Zhiyao. "If you can die under this style of Lao Tzu's exercises, you are proud enough!"

After finishing speaking, a majestic coercion suddenly spread in the space of the main hall, and powerful spiritual power fluctuations surged out from Ke Sheng's body like terrifying waves.

Ke Sheng's body arched slightly, like a jackal that had been staring at its prey, his arms stretched out horizontally, and a trace of strange blood-colored airflow, from the ghost claws he wore on his hands, like a venomous snake with life, quickly spread along his arms, and then drilled into Ke Sheng's body.

A strong smell of blood gradually spread in the main hall, making people feel suffocated.

A faint layer of blood covered Ke Sheng's body, surging around, giving people a strange taste of cold and cold.

Between the dances of that layer of blood and qi, the void at the edge of it was slightly distorted, faintly, and a terrible ghost howl echoed in the main hall.

And Ke Sheng, who was wrapped in this layer of blood mist, seemed to have changed his face, a pair of eyes completely turned black, and the original whites of his eyes disappeared at some point.

Above the face, it was full of gloomy color, and the corners of the mouth were raised, revealing two rows of white teeth, which made people feel a chill of sweat hair standing on end from their hearts.

"Boom, Boom!" A strange smile that didn't look like a human voice at all came out of Ke Sheng's mouth, making people feel creepy. "Boy, it's your honor to see Lao Tzu's 'Blood Rain Devil May Cry'. But the price of that knowledge is your life!"