The cold moonlight sprinkled from the sky, shining on Zhang Hao's face, adding a cold breath.

And Mo Wuyun's eyes slowly narrowed at this moment, and the majestic spiritual power quietly flowed in his body, only to see him suddenly smile and say, "This friend, do you have a grudge against us to take over the Heavenly Pavilion?"

After asking these words, his footsteps quietly retreated, and the target was Ji Ning'er, who was standing not far away. Judging from the momentum that Zhang Hao burst out just now, although his strength was only in the middle of the Yuan Infant, for some reason, he always felt a dangerous aura.

"There's a feud? hehe, sort of!"

For his small movements, Zhang Hao only smiled coldly, his figure suddenly jumped down from the treetops, and asked, "How many people have you come to the Heavenly Pavilion this time?"

However, hearing this question, Mo Wuyun's eyes rolled and sneered: "What, do you still want to do anything to them?"

"You don't need to know this!"

In this regard, Zhang Hao slowly shook his head, and the majestic spiritual power suddenly rushed out of his body, and his body swept out with a shake. Since this guy didn't want to say it, he didn't bother to ask again.

"Arrogance!"

Seeing this, Mo Wuyun snorted coldly, and a cyan long sword suddenly flashed in his hand. The majestic spiritual power was immediately poured into the long sword, and the sword rays more than a foot long immediately slashed down at Zhang Hao's figure.

"Do it!"

At the moment when Mo Wuyun slashed towards Zhang Hao with a long sword, Ji Ning'er suddenly snorted, and the long whip in his hand was drawn towards the big brother Lai.

The Sharp Whip Shadow instantly enveloped it, obviously trying to take this opportunity to kill this annoying guy.

When Du gradually saw his junior sister making a move, he hesitated, but he still rushed towards those people after him. The huge palm force slapped the person closest to him to the ground, and shouted: "Senior sister, let's fight with these guys!"

What answered him was a fierce whip wind, Ji Ning'er whipped the long whip in his hand on the big brother Lai with a cold face, and the sharp whip qi instantly pulled it back.

Since she was thrown out of the sandbag by the Demon Ape of the Mountain, she hasn't encountered anything pleasant, and now that she finally got the opportunity, she naturally won't let these guys go like this.

Compared with Ji Ning'er's one-sided battle situation, Mo Wuyun's side was no better. The moment the long sword in his hand carried a sharp sword qi and slashed hard, he found that the other party's figure came to his right side in a flash, and the fierce fist wind suddenly slammed towards his head.

Seeing this, Mo Wuyun secretly said in his heart that he was so happy, and hurriedly withdrew his sword and swept out, but the sharp sword gang had not yet touched the opponent's clothes, so he was dodged again.

"Boy, is that all you have to do?"

Seeing that the long sword failed again, Mo Wuyun's face was gloomy and he shouted angrily, and suddenly turned around and kicked behind him.

With a dull loud noise, Zhang Hao appeared behind him with an indifferent expression, and his fist shook hard with the soles of his feet.

Ripples of furious energy spread out from it, raising the forest ground more than an inch deep.

"That's enough to kill you!"

The spiritual power in the body suddenly surged out, and immediately formed a tidal wave of spiritual power fluctuations on the fist.

And Mo Wuyun, who was aware of this fluctuation, changed his face slightly, the soles of his feet lightly touched Zhang Hao's fist, and his body hurriedly floated back. At the same time, I saw the long sword in his hand swinging out the remnant of the Dao Sword in front of him.

Looking at his solemn appearance, the corners of Zhang Hao's mouth lifted a mocking smile, and his figure chased after him in a flash, and the silver spiritual power quickly condensed in the palm of his hand, and was immediately slapped out by him angrily.

As he slapped this palm, dense palm prints suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the fierce palm force shook the space in front of him with ripples, and immediately bombarded with Mo Wuyun's swords.

A loud thunderous bang suddenly erupted, and the furious sword gang was then shattered inch by inch by the force of the palm.

Seeing this, Mo Wuyun's pupils shrank, and the long sword in his hand slashed out vertically, slashing in front of him. With a soft snort, those dense palm prints also collapsed and dispersed.

"Let's see how many palms you can resist!"

Seeing that his first move, "Palm Ten Thousand Jun!", was split by the long sword, Zhang Hao snorted coldly, and the majestic spiritual power was condensed into the palm of his hand again.

The silver spiritual power suddenly surged, forming an energy palm print in the palm of his hand, and immediately slapped it at him: "Palm Shake All Directions!"

As the soft shout from the bottom of his heart fell, he saw that the energy palm print suddenly turned into eight huge silver palm prints, enveloping his body.

"Tiangang Sword!"

Seeing that this palm print locked his body around him, Mo Wuyun shouted violently, the long sword in his hand suddenly pointed to the sky, and the spiritual power in his body was frantically infused into the sword body.

With such a huge amount of spiritual power infused, the long sword suddenly burst into a dazzling bright light. The strong light disappeared in the blink of an eye, and a long energy sword dozens of zhang long was held in Mo Wuyun's hand, his eyes widened angrily, and he immediately slashed at the eight silver palm prints that shrouded him.

"Boom!"

The fierce sword qi collided with the fierce palm print in an instant, and the violent energy suddenly shot out from it, and the surrounding ground fluctuated violently like water ripples under this violent energy. Ripples of dirt spread rapidly under everyone's feet.

Looking at the palpitating energy that suddenly erupted in the field, Ji Ning'er frowned slightly, and after the long whip pulled back the two people in front of her, she hurriedly looked back.

I saw that at the end of the dust, a huge chasm dozens of zhang long appeared on the ground, and in the center of this chasm was a large pit more than one meter deep, and a trace of violent energy was raging around the pit.

"This guy's cultivation is ......"

Her beautiful eyes stared at Zhang Hao, who was dressed in a black shirt, but Ji Ning'er felt a little surprised in her heart, she thought that she could only block it slightly, but she didn't expect to draw with Mo Wuyun.

With a smile on her pretty face, Ji Ning'er turned around and rushed towards her opponent, and the long whip in her hand swept mercilessly towards the neck of that big brother Lai. Looking at this posture, it is obvious that he wants to take this opportunity to kill him in one fell swoop.

Du Yan also showed surprise at this moment, he just thought that Zhang Haoxiu was a little higher than him, but he didn't expect that now he would not fall behind in the battle with Mo Wuyun in the late Yuan Infant period.

His eyes lingered on his figure for a moment, and Du gradually gritted his teeth and kicked the chest of a man beside him. My heart was filled with blood again, and the anger that I had been holding back for two days finally waited for the opportunity to release at this time.

"Boy, who are you, and why are you working against our Heavenly Pavilion?"

Mo Wuyun grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and red blood flowed out of his palm, but he didn't know about it, and his eyes stared at the black-clothed young man opposite him and asked.

Although the huge sword gang just now tore the opponent's palm print, the power of the shock in it made him suffer a dark loss. If it weren't for the fact that he was holding a low-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, I am afraid that he would be seriously injured on the spot.

While being amazed by the other party's combat power, Mo Wuyun also had other ideas.

"When you die, someone will naturally sue you!"

However, Zhang Hao sneered, and the majestic spiritual power rushed out of the dantian again. Just as he was about to make a move, Mo Wuyun suddenly took out an object from the ring and threw it into the sky.

With a piercing whistle, a stream of light rushed into the sky, slowly condensing into a long sword with white light in the distant night sky.

"That's a contact signal from the Heavenly Pavilion, let's go!"

The white light giant sword that suddenly appeared in the sky suddenly made Ji Ning'er's pretty face change slightly, and she turned her head and shouted at Zhang Haojiao.

This kind of signal is used to receive the Heavenly Pavilion disciples to call for help after encountering threats, once the other disciples see them, they will immediately rush over, and there is only one fate waiting for them at that time.

"Hey, that kid, the person who picked up the Heavenly Pavilion is coming soon, come with us!"

At the same time, Du Yan also discovered the white light giant sword hanging in the sky, hurriedly shook the opponent back, turned around and shouted.

"Hurry, if you want to leave, I'm afraid you don't have that ability!"

Seeing the two people who were panicked in an instant, Mo Wuyun suddenly sneered, and the majestic spiritual power poured out of his body again. I saw him raise the long sword in his hand and point it at Zhang Hao, and said with a smile: "Boy, it's too late for you to tie up your hands now, otherwise you ......"

"I wanted to use you to practice that palm technique, but now I don't have time!"

His eyes looked at the crazy look on his face indifferently, but Zhang Hao shook his head slightly, and a violent spiritual power immediately rippled in his palm, and he suddenly shouted: "Palm splits heaven and earth!"

As his shout rang out, a dazzling silver light suddenly erupted from his palm. The silver light dissipated, and a silver palm print the size of a zhang suddenly appeared out of thin air, and immediately slapped towards Mo Wuyun.

"Buzz!"

The silver palm print poked out of the void like a giant's palm, and then slapped down in anger, and the space around it suddenly shook with violent energy.

Seeing this, Mo Wuyun took a step back with a solemn face, raised the long sword in his hand again, and shouted: "Tianxin Jue, Tiangang Sword Technique!"

As his shouts sounded, his breath also soared at this moment, and in just one breath, it rose from the late Yuan Infant to the peak of the late Yuan Infant, and even faintly had a tendency to break through the Yuan Infant Period.

And the long sword in his hand also burst out with a dazzling bright light at this time, illuminating the entire forest into bright daylight.

"Tiangang Sword, Tiangang Demon Slayer!"

The light on the long sword in his hand became brighter and brighter, and in the end, it condensed into a substantial white giant sword. Mo Wuyun grabbed the hilt of the giant sword with both hands and slashed down at the huge palm print.

At this moment, the fierce sword aura that erupted from the long sword made everyone feel palpitations.

"Boom!"

The white long sword released a dazzling strong light and slashed down, and the sharp sword qi instantly slashed out a huge vacuum in the air below it.

But just as the giant sword was about to slash into the silver palm print, a violent energy suddenly erupted from the palm print, and the space suddenly distorted slightly under this violent energy.

However, the white giant sword was refracted to the side like chopsticks stretched into the water under the power of distorted space.

Just when Mo Wuyun was surprised by the refraction of the giant sword, the silver palm print shook suddenly, and the violent energy instantly shattered the space near it.

The dark space crack quietly appeared under the palm print, and Mo Wuyun's face changed sharply when he saw this scene, and his figure retreated backwards without the slightest hesitation.

However, the pitch-black spatial crack spread in front of him at a terrifying speed, and the violent spatial power poured out of it, tearing him into it and sucking him in.

"Boy, I'm a disciple of the Heavenly Pavilion, if you dare to kill me, you will ......"

Mo Wuyun's eyes finally showed a trace of fear at this time, looking at the pitch-black crack that was close at hand, and roared again and again.

But Zhang Hao didn't pay attention to it, the majestic spiritual power circulated rapidly in his body, and immediately rushed towards it: "It is precisely because you are a disciple of the Heavenly Pavilion that I will want your life!"

A slight sound came from Mo Wuyun's body, and everyone immediately saw that one of his arms was twisted into pieces by the pitch-black spatial crack.

The moment a scream sounded from his mouth, everyone knew in their hearts what would be the outcome that awaited him.

At this moment, Zhang Hao's figure also appeared near the pitch-black crack, and the palm containing majestic spiritual power suddenly poked out, dragging Mo Wuyun out of the pitch-black spatial crack......