"Senior brother, I am very kind.
Which limb you choose, I will only interrupt one."
Yao Tianji's triumphant voice reached Jun Ziqian's ears, as if the victory or defeat was decided.
The ghostly figure quickly revolved around Jun Ziqian, and Yao Tianji was completely suppressing Jun Ziqian.
The people in front of the hall were right.
Jun Ziqian consumed far more physical and spiritual energy than Yao Tianji.
If this continues, Jun Ziqian will definitely lose.
However, how could Jun Ziqian, who dared to bet on the obsidian sword and shield, not be sure?
"Ha" a clear whistle sounded, and the gray light around Jun Ziqian suddenly became stronger.
The aura as thick as a mountain suddenly pressed against Yao Tianji who was running around.
"It's just a dying struggle."
Yao Tianji's eyes were contemptuous, his feet planted on the ground, and his body moved erratically to the back, avoiding the oncoming earth and stone spiritual power.
"Tsk" A cold light flashed in Jun Ziqian's eyes, and a hint of ferocity suddenly appeared on his handsome face.
"Cha" he reversed his wrist, pointed the epee downwards, and suddenly pierced the ground beneath him.
"The ground cracks" was shouted loudly, Jun Ziqian's eyes flashed, and all the earth and stone spiritual power in his body poured into the sword body without reservation, pouring into the ground.
"Crack, click, click" a heart-shaking sound of shattering sounded.
Except for Mo Zhiyao and Meng Zhuxi, everyone in front of the hall looked in shock, and they were beyond shocked.
With Jun Ziqian as the center, spider web-like cracks spread rapidly to all sides.
The hard celestial stone slabs spread on the ground were as fragile as a thin layer of paper, shattering into countless stones of different sizes.
The whole square was like a roaring wave, stirred into a mess.
"What?"
Yao Tianji was immediately shocked, his face turned pale, and the previous pride had long since disappeared.
The ground emitted a fierce and omnipresent force that left him unable to stand, like a solitary boat in the angry sea, swaying unsteadily.
"What kind of technique is this?"
Yao Tianji felt a huge wave of horror in his heart.
He kicked the ground with his feet and jumped up into the air.
Jun Ziqian's voice came to his ears, which made Yao Tianji's already pale face turn a little whiter.
His whole body felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, and a deep chill emerged from his heart.
"Brother, let me see if you can avoid it this time."
Yao Tianji's cultivation in the middle stage of Yuan Dynasty is not yet able to cross the void in the air.
His body is suspended in the air, but he is not as flexible as before on the ground.
"Death to me!"
Jun Ziqian roared angrily.
He clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands and raised his arms suddenly.
The majestic and violent force was like an erupting volcano, and gravel like a rainstorm rose up against the sky, shining brightly.
The sky is shrouded in it In the previous Earth Splitting, Jun Ziqian could only cut a chasm.
Now that his cultivation level has improved, although it is only a human pattern, its power is not the same.
In addition, the Obsidian Sword and Shield has been promoted to the level of a spiritual weapon.
This style of Earth Splitting Sword Technique, Erupting with unprecedented terrifying power "No" Yao Tianji roared, covering his body with both arms, releasing his spiritual energy, and doing his best to protect himself.
However, his golden spirit power was weak in attack and defense, and was basically useless against the earth spirit power that was as ferocious as the waves.
"Boom", the strong and ferocious spiritual power of earth and stone tore apart Yao Tianji's protective energy like a rotten rot, and swept it into it, like dead leaves in a tornado.
A shrill scream suddenly sounded, and a Puffy blood mist spurted out from Yao Tianji's mouth as if he was desperate.
"Whoa!"
Jun Ziqian held the sword in his hand and jumped up above Yao Tianji, his eyes flashing with the ultimate cold murderous intention.
"Die!"
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Jun Ziqian lowered his arms, and the heavy sword was like a meteor falling to the ground.
With the power of destroying the world, he slashed it down hard.
"Stop!"
The furious Yao Wumang threw Yao Tianxuan in his arms to Xue Luochen beside him, suddenly rushed out of the main stand and rushed towards Jun Ziqian in the field.
The elders of the sect leaders behind him also jumped out together.
"Boom!"
The bloody and murderous aura instantly filled the whole place.
The long hair on the back of the head danced wildly, the eyes were as red as blood, and a black dragon with blood pupils circled up.
The long red stick in his hand was tilted to the side, and screams were heard as he waved it. , Mo Zhiyao's anger surrounded him, and he stopped in front of Yao Wumang and the others with a cold expression.
"Mo Zhiyao, get out of my way!"
His son's life and death were on the line.
Yao Wumang's eyes were about to split, murderous intent surged, and his iron fist was like thunder, and he suddenly blasted towards Mo Zhiyao.
"唳" a soul-stirring scream sounded.
Mo Zhiyao didn't answer.
He used the long stick of the ruthless dragon to fight against Yao Wumang with the power of wind and thunder.
"boom" "ah" Muffled thunderous bombardment collisions and shrill screams sounded at the same time.
Circles of air ripples visible to the naked eye swept across the entire square like waves.
The ground, which had been ravaged beyond recognition, looked like it had been trampled by giant beasts.
It's generally miserable.
"Bang" Yao Tianji's body fell from the sky and landed among the rocks on the ground.
His sternum collapsed, and blood spurted out from wounds all over his body.
The breath could only come out of his mouth, and there was no trace of life left.
While Mo Zhiyao stopped Yao Wumang, Meng Zhuxi followed closely behind, standing behind Mo Zhiyao, opening his jade hand, grabbing the green staff from the void, and suddenly thrust it towards the ground.
Like countless spiritual snakes, vines covered with fine spikes sprang out from the ground, dancing in the air and making crisp slapping sounds.
The entire square suddenly became a sea of green.
The thick or slender vines that seemed to possess spirituality were like poisonous snakes, aiming at Yao Wumang and the people behind him, waiting for the opportunity to move.
"Yeah" a strange scream sounded that made people feel terrified.
The Shadow Wind Winged Bat that was squatting on Mo Zhiyao's shoulder instantly enlarged its figure.
A pair of huge bat wings condensed with the power of the wind spirit spread out and waved. , countless wind blades of different sizes appeared in the void, ready to move.
The overflowing violent power dissipated, and a figure suddenly retreated.
When they saw the person's face clearly, everyone present took a sharp breath.
The one who was pushed back turned out to be Yao Wumang "What?"
Yao Wumang's eyes were filled with horror, and he looked at the evil and arrogant figure in front of him in disbelief.
"How could this Mo Zhiyao be so tyrannical?"
Yao Wumang was shocked to the core.
However, what shocked him even more was that the cultivation aura Mo Zhiyao showed was only in the early stage of Nayuan.
"This Mo Zhiyao is the early stage of Nayuan" "But he actually defeated all the kings.
Isn't that impossible?"
"Oh my god, in the early stage of Na Yuan, you can actually be so strong in the early stage of Gui Shen.
This fighting power is too monster."
All the sect masters and elders behind Yao Wumang had dull faces, their hearts were shattered, and they could not believe what they were seeing.
"Mo Zhiyao, what on earth are you going to do?
I treat you like a distinguished guest, but you actually kill my son?"
Yao Wumang shouted with a furious face and bloodshot eyes.
"Master Yao, if you don't want your Jimang Kingdom to be destroyed, it's best not to be impulsive."
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Jun Ziqian came from behind, stood beside Mo Zhiyao, looked at Yao Wumang and said coldly.
"You guys from Jimang Kingdom, you are too crazy to destroy me."
Yao Wumang was so angry that veins popped up on his forehead, his eyes were full of rage and murderous intent.
Until this moment, Yao Wumang didn't understand why Jun Ziqian and the others wanted to kill Yao Tianxuan.
It was just some small grudges in the past and nothing like this at all.
To be honest, even Xue Luochen did not expect this outcome.
He was so frightened that he was unsteady on his feet and could barely stand without the help of the maid beside him.
"You little beast, if you dare to kill my son, I will peel off your skin, cramps, cut off your flesh and bones."
Seeing her son's tragic death, Baguio Ji collapsed instantly and lost control of her emotions.
She wanted to pounce on you like a madman, but was tightly held by the guards around her. .
"Huh!"
Mo Zhiyao narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.
His blood-red eyes scanned the audience, his bloodthirsty killing intent surging.
The entire void became distorted with Mo Zhiyao's cold snort, and everyone's eyes, including Yao Wumang's, were instantly blank.
The magic sound captures the soul and sweeps the entire square The first one to break free was Yao Wumang, but when he came back to his senses, what he saw was a wind blade like a crescent moon.
Yao Wumang was horrified.
He waved his arm, but the wind blade coming towards him was unexpectedly fragile and completely vulnerable to a blow.
Yao Wumang was doubting himself when he heard screams of pain from behind.
He quickly turned his head to look.
The scene he saw made his scalp numb instantly and his hands and feet became cold.
The ten elders and ten sect masters behind them all had wounds on their right arms from a wind blade that passed by them.
The fluffy blood looked so dazzling, and countless vines wrapped around their bodies, only a finger away from their bodies.
Although the distance is not close, the situation and scene are enough to make people feel frightened.
"This is a sonic technique.
If the wind blade cuts across their necks instead of their arms, then now, I am afraid that except for me, none of these people will survive."
Yao Wumang's body was shaken violently. , his forehead was instantly covered with fine cold sweat.
What Jun Ziqian just said was not a threat.
That Mo Zhiyao really has such strength.
With Yao Wumang's cultivation, he could tell at a glance that the person who had just performed the sonic technique was none other than Mo Zhiyao "Master Yao, can we have a good talk now?"
The smile on Jun Ziqian's face made Yao Wumang extremely cold.
"What do you want?"
Yao Wumang clenched his fists so hard that his joints turned white, but he didn't dare to move at all for fear of causing Mo Zhiyao's misunderstanding.
The elders and sect masters at the rear also woke up at this moment.
Seeing their situation, they were all indescribably horrified.
Their eyes looking at Mo Zhiyao and the others were full of deep fear.
"Whoa!"
A black shadow was as fast as lightning.
It was so fast that it couldn't even leave an afterimage.
In just a moment, a person was grabbed from behind.
"Lord, Lord, please save me."
The miserable cry resounded throughout the audience.
The one caught in the sharp claws of the Shadow Windwing Bat was Baguio Ji.
"Shut her up," Mo Zhiyao frowned and said coldly.
"Poof" a rain of blood fell, Baguio Ji's cheek was cut open, and something fell out of her mouth, which was shockingly half a tongue.
"Yao Ji" Yao Wumang's eyes were about to burst, her body was trembling, and the rage in her eyes was about to burn the mountains and seas.
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She looked at Mo Zhiyao and the three of them and shouted loudly: "Take my wife captive and kill my son.
If you can't kill me today, I will We must seek an explanation from Ling Hongxuan."
"I will give you the sermon right now."
Mo Zhiyao put the ruthless dragon on his shoulders, turned his palm over, and a soul appeared in his palm
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