Looking at the two golden sword fingers stabbing towards his vital point, the expression on Gong Hao's face changed slightly, and then his eyes were cold, and a deep black spiritual power suddenly surged out of his body.

The black spiritual power that was so rich that it made people's bodies chill was shuttling through the skin pores on Gong Hao's body at a rapid speed, and then, Mo Zhiyao's two sword fingers pierced through the former's body in the horrified eyes of countless people.

It's just that the imaginary blood splash scene did not appear, and the look on Mo Zhiyao's face not only did not have the slightest joy, but became more dignified.

"Bang!" With a low sound, Gong Hao's body pierced by the sword finger seemed to have turned into an illusory existence, and in a strange twist, it turned into a form like a puddle of water, and then fell to the ground on his stomach.

After falling to the ground, the puddle of black water quickly spread out on the surface. In the blink of an eye, almost the entire platform was all over the place.

After that, the black water that Gong Hao turned into seeped into the ground, and the ground of the entire venue also had a faint black luster.

Mo Zhiyao stopped, his feet off the ground, his whole body levitated, about half a zhang from the ground, and looked at the platform below with a solemn face.

Because he didn't know what weird exercises Gong Hao had performed, Mo Zhiyao didn't dare to easily set foot on the platform again.

With a slight movement in his expression, Mo Zhiyao slowly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as a falcon, and looked at a certain position in front of him. And in the place where Mo Zhiyao's gaze was watching, a black shadow squirmed strangely from the ground, and in the midst of countless frightened eyes, it turned into a figure, it was Gong Hao.

"This Gong Hao's dark spirit power is much more skilled and majestic than that dark shadow. The pupils of his eyes reflected the figure of Gong Hao who appeared again, Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was secretly worried in his heart.

This Gong Hao's cultivation is far beyond the original shadow, and the latter cannot be compared with it at all.

"Senior Brother Mo, I know that you have practiced an extremely powerful body refining method, and if you go head-to-head, I admit that you are not your opponent. Gong Hao, who appeared again, looked at Mo Zhiyao and said in a faint voice.

"However, what I cultivate is the power of the dark spirit, and what I am good at is concealing the aura and sneaking up on assassination, so I should be able to restrain you a little. While speaking, the rich spiritual power generally spread out from Gong Hao's body, and from a distance, his figure was a little blurry, and the whole person gave people an extremely evil feeling.

And such a rich spiritual power, but there is no corresponding fluctuation emitted, and in the face of it, if you close your eyes, Gong Hao will seem to be completely non-existent.

As Gong Hao said, the power of the dark spirit he practiced was good at concealing the aura, making it impossible for people to detect, and once he hid his body, it was extremely difficult to detect his movements.

"So, Senior Brother Mo should be careful. ”

"Thank you Senior Brother Gong for reminding me, Senior Brother knows. Mo Zhiyao's eyelids drooped slightly, and he removed the surprise in it, and said in a faint voice.

Hearing this, Gong Hao stopped talking. Then the soles of his feet lightly stomped on the ground, and in the next moment, in the ground under Mo Zhiyao's body, countless sword-like black spiritual power burst out very abruptly, overwhelmingly blasting towards Mo Zhiyao.

And what makes people's hearts feel awesome is that such a fierce offensive is not transmitted at all, as if it appeared out of thin air, quietly.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes froze, and then his figure retreated violently, dodging towards the rear. On the other side, Gong Hao's body did not move, just watching Mo Zhiyao retreat backwards, but the soles of his feet moved slightly.

"Boom!Boom!Boom!"

Accompanied by a series of extremely slight air piercing sounds, black spiritual power thorns burst out from the ground, chasing after Mo Zhiyao.

Seeing the continuous offensive like a maggot attached to the bone, Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, and suddenly, the brilliant golden light shone out of his body, like an extra round of rising sun in the field. At the same time, a fierce spiritual power fluctuation also loomed out.

The shape of his body changed, Mo Zhiyao's right hand was clenched into a fist, and a low roar came out of his throat, and in an instant, a punch blasted towards the ground.

The low sound of the strong wind tearing and the explosion of spiritual power swept away in the field like angry thunder, and a circle of fierce qi waves directly roared and spread.

Under such a ferocious blow, those black spiritual power spikes were defeated one after another, turning into fluorescent spiritual power points of light and dissipating.

Just when Mo Zhiyao smashed the spiritual power spike with one punch, on the ground behind him, a black shadow squirmed strangely, and a figure appeared out of nothingness, and then directly turned into a black lightning bolt, blasting towards Mo Zhiyao's back.

The terrifying spiritual power light was condensed into a whirlpool in front of him, and the air was torn apart in an instant, so fierce that it made people's bodies chill.

For the silent secret attack behind him, Mo Zhiyao also reacted immediately, his body rotated, his right leg drew a perfect arc in mid-air, and the next moment, he was fiercely regretted with Gong Hao's spiritual power.

"Bang!"

At the moment when the two forces clashed, an amazing thunderous sound suddenly sounded on the platform, and a ripple of air visible to the naked eye swept directly in a ring.

With a low snort, Gong Hao's figure shot back, and as soon as he landed, he disappeared strangely again and disappeared without a trace.

The fight between the two can be described as electric light and flint, which makes people breathe and breathe, and their eyes are full of shock. Everyone watching the battle from a distance was full of fiery eyes and excited hearts.

"This is Gong Hao's Xuan Netherworld, I really didn't expect that this was just the beginning, and he directly displayed it. In the distance, in the direction where the Dongliu Yanyu and several people were, Bai Xie looked at the extremely exciting fierce confrontation in the field with a solemn face, and spoke.

"The style of Zhiyao has always been hard-hitting, crushing opponents head-on. And that Gong Hao is good at surprise attacks and hiding, I'm afraid that this time I will meet an opponent. Chixiao's voice was also a little low.

"Well, this one is not very easy to fight, Gong Hao is also a veteran powerhouse in Nanyuan, and his combat experience is also extremely rich, and it will take a lot of effort to win against him. ”。

Seeing that Gong Hao had hidden his figure and aura again, Mo Zhiyao's brows furrowed slightly, and the look in his eyes was also a lot more solemn.

Gong Hao's use of the power of the dark spirit has obviously reached an extremely high level, even if Mo Zhiyao, who has the Ancient Demon Yuan in his body and has an extremely keen spiritual sense, he can only detect it at the moment when he launches an offensive. In this way, it is obviously extremely passive.

"Since you don't come out, then I have to force you to come out. "Passive defense is not Mo Zhiyao's style. His eyes suddenly sharpened, and Mo Zhiyao's golden fist suddenly bombarded down like thunder, and suddenly, the violent force poured into the ground.

In a deafening and violent explosion, the entire ground, also under the horrified gaze of everyone, quickly burst out of cracks the thickness of an arm. The fierce wind that overflowed shook the surrounding air into a muffled sonic boom.

And at the same time that the entire mountain peak platform was trembling violently, on the ground in the distance, a black shadow squirmed, and a somewhat embarrassed figure emerged, it was Gong Hao.

Seeing that Gong Hao was forced out, the corners of Mo Zhiyao's mouth immediately flashed with a chilling arc, and then his body moved, turning into a vague afterimage, and shot towards the former.

The ten fingers of both hands burst out, turning into sharp finger shadows in the sky, as if they had become a terrifying force like a substantial existence, and they were overwhelmingly shrouded towards Gong Hao.

Seeing Mo Zhiyao's offensive coming like a storm, Gong Hao's face immediately changed. Immediately, the vast spiritual power surged out from the body, turning into spiral-shaped spiritual power spikes, piercing through the void, and merging with Mo Zhiyao's attack.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The terrifying roar of spiritual power continued to sound at the place where the two clashed, and one after another extremely fierce energy shot out, shooting the nearby ground into a thousand holes, like a honeycomb shocking.

The two of them collided again, and many of the Nanyuan disciples who were watching the battle around felt palpitations. Because they know that if they are replaced at this moment, no matter which of the two of them is Mo Zhiyao and Gong Hao, I am afraid that even if they try their best to defend, they can only end up with a miserable end where their whole body is pierced.

After dozens of breaths, both of them gradually slowed down. Such a fierce offensive is a big burden for the two of them, and the consumption of spiritual power is also extremely huge. Therefore, after a wild attack, both sides stopped at the same time.

The two figures flashed back at the same time, gathering dozens of feet away from each other, and stood still.

Gong Hao moved his hands, which were slightly numb because of the high-speed waving, and the solemn look in his eyes had reached the extreme. In the previous encounters, the two were evenly matched. And you must know that Mo Zhiyao's current cultivation is only in the late stage of the five patterns, and normally speaking, there must be a big gap with himself.

In the realm of the Tao, one pattern and one heavy sky, that is not a joke.

But even so, Mo Zhiyao is still in a head-to-head confrontation with himself, without the slightest decline, this ability, Gong Hao has to sincerely admire.

If you don't really fight, you can't appreciate Mo Zhiyao's amazing combat power that far surpasses that of the same level.

"It seems that there can be no more reservations. Gong Hao muttered to himself in a low voice, a dazzling glint crossed his eyes, and the hands hanging down his sides were also slowly clenched.