Blood spurted out from Gu Lie's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, splashing all over Mo Zhiyao's head and face.
Gu Lie's eyes showed a strong sense of fear.
In his pupils, his face was covered with blood, and he looked as ferocious as a ghost.
The shadow of death instantly enveloped his heart.
Mo Zhiyao's falling right leg swung like a shadow, kicking Gu Lie's legs with violent force.
Gu Lie's leg bones were instantly shattered.
At the same time, his right palm was like a knife, slashing at the back of Gu Lie's head and neck.
The ferocious force surged in and the entire spine was turned into powder.
The intense pain caused Gu Lie's body to twitch and twitch, but his mind remained awake.
Mo Zhiyao's left hand, which was pinching Gu Lie's throat, was constantly concentrating the power of the demon spirit, stimulating Gu Lie's brain.
How could Mo Zhiyao let Gu Lie realize such a beautiful dream when he wanted to pass out?
Mo Zhiyao's right fist hit Gu Lie's chest everywhere like a violent storm, but he deliberately avoided the heart.
The sound of cracking bones sounded like exploding beans.
The punch stopped, Mo Zhiyao's left arm slightly bent, and he brought Gu Lie close to him, his lips pressed against Gu Lie's ear, a voice so cold and emotionless that it seemed to come from under the Nine Netherworld, "From today on, you are A real piece of trash” Gu Lie was tortured to the point of collapse by the severe pain.
The pupils of his eyes shrank to the size of needle eyes in an instant.
Deep fear, horror, and hatred flashed in his eyes, but even more, he felt regret.
"Peng" punched Gu Lie's lower abdomen with a powerful punch.
The fierce force stirred wildly in the Dantian like a knife, and Gu Lie's eyes turned gray.
Mental health, at this moment, completely collapsed.
In just a few breaths, Gu Lie was tortured to death by Mo Zhiyao and turned into a puddle of rotten flesh.
In the square, everyone watching the battle felt a chill in their hearts.
Mo Zhiyao's violence was fully revealed at this moment.
Gu Li in the crowd was trembling wildly and was unsteady on his feet.
He fell to the ground, his face so pale that there was no trace of blood in his face.
His throat squirmed, Chu Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and unconsciously raised his hand to wipe away the cold sweat that had leaked out of his forehead at some point.
Jing Wulei and Wang Yuan looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
"This kid is too cruel."
The little fat man's round fleshy face twitched a few times, and he said to Xue Wen beside him: "Brother Wen, did you challenge Mo Zhiyao that day?"
"I just...just said I'll wait for him next year."
Xue Wen's expression became extremely unnatural and ugly.
"It shouldn't offend him."
"This kid Zhiyao is very cruel," Ling Hongxuan tilted his head slightly and said to Yu Yao beside him.
"Are you cruel?
It's good to be alive if you still have your breath.
Some people don't even have a chance to live."
Yu Yao glanced at Die Caiyi, whose face was already as pale as paper, and said loudly.
"Impossible, how could he be so strong?
He is only in the early stage of Na Yuan.
This is impossible, impossible."
Die Caiyi ignored Yu Yao's words and muttered to herself with a dull expression.
"Whoa!"
Mo Zhiyao flicked his arm and threw Gu Lie, who was already a puddle of mud, away.
He stretched his arm horizontally, grabbed a long jade dragon stick from the void, and rushed towards Ji Haoran.
"Zhu Xi, step back."
Meng Zhuxi retreated quickly after hearing this.
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In fact, even though it only took a few breaths, Meng Zhuxi had already tried his best.
Ji Haoran is at the peak of Na Yuan's cultivation.
He is only a little short of being promoted to the realm of returning to the gods.
That is a gap of nearly one level.
Meng Zhuxi has not yet condensed the first human pattern above Na Yuan.
He can drag him down.
Ji Haoran has already shocked many people.
"Mo Zhiyao" Ji Haoran's roar was hoarse and his eyes were red.
He and Gu Lie have known each other and formed a team for nearly ten years, and they have a deep relationship.
Just now, he watched Gu Lie being beaten to death by Mo Zhiyao.
He was horrified and at the same time, he was furious.
"Pa" The long black knife shone with golden arcs of light, as dazzling as blooming fireworks, with a little bit of cold light, slashing towards Mo Zhiyao's vital parts.
The shadow of the stick was like a mountain.
Mo Zhiyao slammed the jade dragon into Ji Haoran's long knife.
The stick's body arced with lightning and thunderous energy.
"Boom" Thousands of sword shadows merged into one, and clashed with the jade dragon's long stick, causing a loud noise that shook the sky.
The violent force overflowed, like a hurricane rolling up.
On the other side, Jun Ziqian and Ning Hen fought fiercely, but seeing Gu Lie's tragic end, Ning Hen was frightened and had no fighting spirit.
"Pop!"
Countless green branches and vines came with afterimages, like long whip snakes, penetrating all over the place and lashing out at Ning Hen from all the most cunning angles.
Even Ji Haoran could contain Meng Zhuxi's wood spirit power, let alone Ning Hen who was fighting Jun Ziqian.
"Terror Wave Attack" Ning Hen practiced the power of water spirit.
Among the three people, Ji Haoran who practiced the power of golden spirit and Gu Lie who practiced the power of fire spirit were the main attackers.
Ning Hen was responsible for defense and disturbing the enemy.
Seeing Gu Lie's miserable end, and now that Jun Ziqian and Meng Zhuxi had joined forces to deal with him together, Ning Hen no longer dared to hold back at all, and tried his best to fight with all his might.
The ferocious power of the water spirit turned into a huge wave and suddenly rolled towards Jun Ziqian and Meng Zhuxi.
With a low roar of "Landslide", Jun Ziqian raised his sword with both hands high, and the power of the thick earth and stone formed a huge mountain, facing Ning Hen's huge waves.
Like the waves crashing on the rocks, they turn into spray and mist all over the sky, returning in vain.
"Crack" sound of shattering sounded, and the mountain condensed by the power of the earth spirit was covered with cracks, turning into countless gravels of different sizes, hitting Ning Hen like rain.
Although he was tough from the front, Jun Ziqian was not as good as Ning Hen and could not maintain a complete offensive.
However, behind Jun Ziqian, there is Meng Zhuxi The originally gray-white spiritual power of the earth and stone suddenly glowed with strange green light, and tentacle-like branches and vines grew crazily from it.
Earth and wood are mutually reinforcing.
Meng Zhuxi had previously injected the power of the wood spirit into Jun Ziqian's power of earth and stone, waiting for the opportunity to move.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
The growing branches and vines were entangled with each other and connected together, forming a huge network of earth and trees, firmly trapping Ning Hen in it.
"Break it with Raging Waves!"
Ning Hen's eyes were bloodshot and he raised his hands above his head.
The majestic water spirit power gathered crazily to form a huge water blade.
"Lie" slashed down with both arms, and with the sound of splitting the air, the huge water blade slashed towards Jun Ziqian and Meng Zhuxi.
"Whoa!"
A huge gray-white shield appeared, protecting Junzi Qian and Meng Zhuxi behind it.
"Boom" a deafening sound of fighting sounded.
Jun Ziqian behind the shield opened his mouth and spurted out a small mouthful of blood.
He retreated violently, and two deep grooves were drawn under his feet.
The huge water blade collapsed in response, but Ning Hen's offensive did not stop there.
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After the disintegration, the power of the water spirit condensed into countless small water blades again, like a crescent moon, shining with an icy cold light, slashing crazily at Jun Ziqian and the two men from all directions.
"Iron Tree" Meng Zhuxi said coquettishly, and the red hair on the back of her head flew wildly, like a ball of flames.
The green staff in Yu's hand suddenly hit the ground.
A gray-brown tree that took three or four adults to wrap around suddenly burst out of the ground in an instant.
The branches on the crown of the tree danced like spiritual snakes.
Junzi Qian and Meng Zhuxi were firmly protected in it, while the tree body rotated rapidly.
The metallic sound of "clanging" sounded, and all the small water blades that were chopped at were blocked outside and could not advance even an inch.
Auras of various attributes have offensive and defensive aspects, but they have different emphasis.
The power of wood spirits is not impossible to defend against, but it is much inferior to the spiritual power of earth and stone.
Facing the huge water blade just now, Meng Zhuxi's wood spirit power was not enough, but if it were to deal with these small water blades, it was more than enough.
Meng Zhuxi's technique was learned after he was promoted to the Nayuan realm, and it was the first time he used it today.
Moreover, this technique is both offensive and defensive.
"Silver Flower" Meng Zhuxi's beautiful eyes sparkled, and the surging wood spirit power suddenly exploded.
The rapidly rotating gray-brown giant tree has countless delicate silver flowers blooming on its branches.
As it rotates, the petals of the silver flowers are like sharp blades, making a heart-wrenching whistling sound, and flying towards the ground like mercury.
Ning Hen
"What?"
Ning Hen suddenly looked horrified, shook his arms, and the power of water spirit poured out of his body without any reservation.
A huge sky-blue wave rose into the sky, protecting Ning Hen.
"How did this little girl become so strong?"
Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Jun Ziqian's face showed a cruel look.
His clenched teeth caused a bulge to appear on both sides of his cheeks.
He held the handle of the shield tightly with both hands, and the vast and thick spiritual power of earth and stone was crazily poured into it.
The shield converged and turned into an epee again.
Jun Ziqian flipped his wrist, the tip of the sword rushed down and plunged into the ground.
"The ground cracks" roared loudly.
Jun Ziqian's body was shaped like a bow.
His legs were right in front and left behind, and the soles of his feet were pushing hard on the ground.
He held swords in both hands.
The muscles on his arms bulged and he suddenly raised them.
A huge chasm started from the place where the heavy sword was inserted, and rushed towards Ning Hen.
The whole land trembled, as if the end of the world was coming.
Before this was over, a huge gray-white sword shadow a hundred feet long, as Jun Ziqian raised his arms, went from bottom to top, and suddenly struck Ning Hen's body.
Ning Hen's water spirit power only protected the top and surrounding areas.
He never expected that such a violent blow from Jun Ziqian would come from below.
Coupled with the power of the previous ground cracking blow, he was unable to stand firmly on his feet and his body was Shaking, unable to control himself, he was blasted high into the sky by Jun Ziqian's sword "Wow!"
Jun Ziqian's body was like lightning, and he jumped out instantly, rushing to the top of Ning Hen, with strong killing intent flashing in his eyes.
"Aren't you going to crush all the bones in my body?
Come on."
The heavy sword in his hand was replaced by afterimages.
Every blow was extremely powerful, and it slashed towards Ning Hen crazily.
"No" Ning Hen was knocked away by Jun Ziqian's ground cracking blow, and blood sprayed out from his mouth.
He was extremely injured and could not fight back at all.
He could only watch Jun Ziqian's epee's eyes getting bigger and bigger.
Let out a desperate roar "Puffy Puffy" A thunderous voice sounded, accompanied by a bone-breaking sound that made people feel sour.
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Jun Ziqian vented all his hatred.
"Bang" Ning Hen fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings, hitting the ground and bringing up a burst of dust.
When the dust dispersed, the eyes of everyone watching the battle shrank tightly: