"Bang" In mid-air, two figures suddenly intertwined, their fists and claws striking each other, and thunderous explosions of spiritual power echoed over the arena.
After the two figures came into contact for a while, they quickly retreated.
One of them looked a little embarrassed, and it was obvious that he had suffered a small loss in this fierce confrontation.
"Hmph, boy, I said that with your strength, you are not qualified to shake my demon flame armor."
Suspended in mid-air, Huya Feng sneered at Mo Zhiyao, who was staggering slightly across from him.
Mo Zhiyao didn't pay attention to Huya Feng's sarcastic words.
A slightly ferocious and cold smile appeared on his slowly raised face.
"Since you are so confident in that demon flame armor, then let me see if it is as strong as you said."
As soon as the words fell, Mo Zhiyao's figure disappeared in the faint sound of thunder, leaving only a slightly illusory afterimage in place.
When he reappeared, Mo Zhiyao had appeared directly behind Hu Yafeng's back as if he was traveling through the void, and the skin all over his body suddenly shone brightly.
Immediately, he grasped the palms of his hands, and the muscles on the entire arm began to squirm.
Within a short breath, they transformed into two thick arms that contained terrifying power and looked extremely ferocious in shape.
From a distance, Mo Zhiyao's figure was somewhat disproportionate to his two arms, but no one dared to doubt the terrifying power contained in Mo Zhiyao's fists at this moment.
"Humph" Huya Feng, who noticed Mo Zhiyao's movements, snorted coldly, and the tiger tail whipped out again with a harsh sound of cracking the air.
But the proud look in Hu Yafeng's eyes suddenly solidified in the next moment, and his pupils suddenly shrank at this moment.
He saw that one of Mo Zhiyao's arms stretched out, his palm opened, and his tiger tail, which contained enough power to smash mountains and shatter rocks, was actually blocked by him.
"Tsk" Mo Zhiyao snorted disdainfully, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he grasped Hu Yafeng's tiger tail firmly in his hand.
After grabbing the tiger's tail, Mo Zhiyao didn't give Huya Feng any time to react.
He exerted force on his arm, and the muscles on it suddenly swelled like a horned dragon.
"Get down here!"
Mo Zhiyao shouted violently, and then swung his tiger fangs vigorously under the gaze of countless horrified eyes.
In mid-air, a slightly thin figure actually swung a ferocious tiger that was nearly five or six times larger than him over his head.
The scene seemed a bit funny, but no one could laugh out loud.
Everyone was extremely shocked and their hearts were trembling.
"boom" With a muffled sound, the entire arena trembled violently at this moment, and Hu Yafeng's huge body was slammed to the ground by Mo Zhiyao.
Cracks as thick as an arm suddenly exploded on the table and spread rapidly around.
Everyone in the arena collectively fell into a state of petrification at this moment. .
Huya Feng, who was knocked upside down by Mo Zhiyao, was hit by the violent force and his vision went black after a feeling of spinning and confusion.
Although he was protected by the demon flame tiger armor, he was not protected by it.
Although he was hurt, the energy and blood in his body surged violently, causing his reaction to go blank for a moment.
And in this kind of battle between strong men, losing concentration for a moment will undoubtedly pay a heavy price.
Therefore, when Huya Feng regained his consciousness, what came into view was Mo Zhiyao's fists wrapped in a golden and jade halo.
Mo Zhiyao's face now had a ferocious look like a beast.
The power of the demonic spirit in his body surged crazily.
His fists made the sound of wind and thunder, and they crashed down like thunder falling from the sky.
"Boom boom boom boom" As the muffled thunderous bombardment sounded, the cracks on the floor of the arena had spread to the audience, and continued to spread to the surrounding areas.
Such ferocious power made countless people's scalps explode and their whole bodies feel cold.
The thunderous fist force, with the sound of a sonic boom exploding in the air, poured crazily onto Hu Yafeng's body.
The clear sound like the clash of gold and jade resounded continuously in the arena.
Although Hu Ya Feng was not seriously harmed by the demon flame tiger armor at the moment, the violent bombardment like a sudden rain still made his vision go black, and he lost the ability to resist for a while.
However, this temporary safety did not last long, and was completely broken by a somewhat harsh cracking sound.
The layer of crystal armor covering Huya Feng's body was finally overwhelmed by Mo Zhiyao's fierce bombardment, and clear cracks appeared.
From the moment they appeared, the cracks on the crystal armor were like a flood that burst out of a dike and were out of control.
In just a short moment, they spread like a spider web, covering Huya Feng's entire body. surface.
"Break it for me!"
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A sharp roar with a strong flavor of violence came from Mo Zhiyao's throat.
At this moment, his eyes had completely turned blood red, filled with a strong aura of violence.
"Click" Some sharp cracking sounds exploded, accompanied by the wind of tiger fangs and the sudden tightening of the eyes of everyone present.
The solid crystal armor that made Hu Yafeng extremely confident was completely shattered by Mo Zhiyao's thunderous fists.
Huya Feng, who lost the protection of his crystal armor, was completely reduced to meat on the chopping block at this moment.
Next, what he faced was a violent and violent attack from Mo Zhiyao's fists.
Everyone looked at this scene in the field with dull faces, and many people were trembling wildly, unable to control themselves.
At this moment, Mo Zhiyao has completely transformed into a synonym for violence, without any fancy, just relying on his terrifying physical power to launch this violent beating feast.
What Mo Zhiyao is good at is the power of the physical body.
Now that it has been strengthened again through the diamond casting body, combined with the golden body of the demon, the terrifying power that explodes is already terrifying to the extreme.
Hu Yafeng's attempt to remain invincible by relying on the demon flame tiger armor is simply a fool's errand.
"ah" Screams full of pain, accompanied by mouthfuls of blood spurting out, came from Hu Yafeng's mouth.
Feeling the bone-eroding pain in his chest that penetrated deep into his bones and spread to all parts of his body, there was a hint of madness in Hu Ya Feng's eyes.
He knew that if he allowed Mo Zhiyao to bomb indiscriminately again, he would only end up in a disastrous defeat.
"roar" A low tiger roar sounded from Huya Feng's throat, and the majestic red spiritual power surged out of his body like a tide, and then moved towards Mo with a terrifying force fluctuation.
The distance suddenly exploded.
"Bang bang" Astonishing violent fluctuations swept away, and the air exploded under the passing red spiritual power.
The arena below him also completely collapsed at this moment.
"Whoops!"
A figure shot back, his figure stabilized, it was Mo Zhiyao.
He stretched out his tongue and licked the blood splattered on the corner of his lips.
Mo Zhiyao's body exuded a strong and violent aura.
Then, Mo Zhiyao looked at Huya Feng across from him with ferocious blood-red eyes.
At this moment, Huya Feng was in an extremely miserable state, with mottled blood all over his body, and his chest was slightly dented.
It was obvious that Mo Zhiyao had been seriously injured under the round of bombardment just now.
"Boy, I must make you regret today."
Standing up from the rubble of the ruins, Huya Feng, who was originally in a terrifying shape, became even more like a ghost at this moment, with an extremely intense look of rage in his eyes.
As the eldest brother of the Demon Soul Sect and the leader of this generation of disciples, Hu Yafeng had never been in such a state of embarrassment before.
Being beaten so miserably by Mo Zhiyao in front of so many people, Hu Yafeng almost went crazy with anger. .
His eyes glowed with ferocity, and he stared at Mo Zhiyao, who had an equally ferocious look on the opposite side.
Hu Yafeng's body shook, and suddenly there were bursts of strange tiger roars, which continued to come from his body.
The power of the fire spirit, as red as blood, lingers around the body, full of ferocity and fierceness.
Hu Yafeng was also extremely horrified that Mo Zhiyao was able to unleash a combat power equal to or better than his own.
After this round of fighting, he no longer dared to look down upon Mo Zhiyao in the slightest.
Consider him the most difficult and powerful opponent he has ever encountered in his life.
"Who is this guy?
He is clearly only in the middle stage of Hedao in the Four Marks, but he can burst out with such amazing combat power."
Regarding Mo Zhiyao's identity, Hu Yafeng didn't bother to know at first, but now, he has no chance to ask. .
"It seems that we can't do it without a special move.
I can't lose today's battle on Tao no matter what."
Looking at Mo Zhiyao with a cold look, Hu Yafeng also made up his mind.
Not to mention the ghost-faced crocodile demon core that does not belong to him.
Once he loses, he will have no way to explain to Elder Duan Ming.
Even if it’s for your own sake, you must never lose.
Otherwise, if the news returns to the sect, he will be defeated by a little guy in the middle stage of Hedao, and he will no longer have to hang out in the Demon Soul Sect in the future.
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"Boy, if you can take my move, I will be the loser in this battle of Taoism."
Huya Feng stared at Mo Zhiyao opposite him with his fierce eyes, and said in an extremely sinister tone.
"Huh, come here."
Hearing Hu Yafeng's words, Mo Zhiyao grinned and said lightly.
But the look in his eyes became serious.
Mo Zhiyao also knew that what Hu Yafeng would use next would be his last and most powerful trump card.
Mo Zhiyao didn't dare to be careless about the peak attack of a strong man in the late stage of Hedao.
After hearing Mo Zhiyao's answer, Huya Feng said nothing.
His huge body fell to the ground, and then the tiger's mouth opened angrily, letting out a roar that resounded throughout the sky.
At the same time, the powerful red spiritual power roared out of his body like a flood.
During the surge, an even stronger red light tiger formed above his head.
Raising his head, Huya Feng raised his lips, revealing two rows of white fangs.
A voice so deep that it could shake people's hearts slowly came out of his mouth.
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