There is a towering mountain peak on the edge of Nanyuan Square.
The continuous mountain peaks all seem to be cut off by huge blades.
The tops are usually wide and become huge squares.
On weekdays, the disciples who compete in the arena are all low-level, truly strong men, such as Bai Xie and Mo Yan.
Unless there are extremely special reasons, they will not enter the arena.
As for monks of Bai Xie's level, once they take action, every gesture contains extremely terrifying power, so the arena is obviously no longer suitable for them to take action, otherwise the arena will probably be overrun by them in the middle of the fight.
It was torn down.
Therefore, this open-air mountain platform is the place where the Sky-Splitting Competition will be held.
At this moment, the midair around the mountain peak was already filled with a dense crowd of people.
As far as the eye could see, there were no less than thousands of people.
The noise spread like a tide, rising into the sky.
Among this mountain peak, near the edge, is the tallest one.
There are many tables and chairs on it, and dozens of figures are sitting peacefully among them.
It is none other than a group of Nanyuan elders headed by Zuo Changfeng.
When Mo Zhiyao and his group came here, looking at the bustling crowd and the noise coming towards them, they were immediately shocked by the fiery scene in front of them.
The arrival of Mo Zhiyao and the others naturally attracted the attention of many people.
Immediately, eyes filled with various emotions gathered in front of them, making Mo Zhiyao feel uncomfortable all over.
"Let's stay away first."
Mo Zhiyao has a quiet temperament, and asking him to stay in such a noisy place is basically the same as driving him crazy.
As for Dongliu Yanyu and others, they couldn't stand the noise around them and the gazes gathered around them, so they nodded repeatedly when they heard this.
Suddenly, several people flew up at the same time and came to a place far away in mid-air before stopping one after another.
The disciples, when they saw a few people staying away, were very wise and did not follow them, which made Mo Zhiyao and the others heave a sigh of relief.
Standing in the air, Mo Zhiyao raised his eyes and looked into the distance, feeling the tyrannical momentum rising from the crowd in the distance, and his eyes became hot.
Scanning his eyes, Mo Zhiyao's eyes fell on a certain location in the crowd, and his eyes condensed slightly.
There, there was also a fierce gaze full of fighting intent, shooting towards him.
His body is as burly as a mountain, his thick eyebrows are raised like swords, and he exudes endless domineering energy.
That fierce aura makes him stand out from the crowd, even in the crowd.
The most eye-catching thing is the meteor ink rock.
Seeing Mo Yan's gaze that contained fiery fighting intent, Mo Zhiyao did not hesitate to look at him, but the pupils in his eyes contracted slightly.
We haven’t seen each other for nearly a year.
Mo Yan’s cultivation level is already at the peak of Hedao in the Seventh Line.
When we first met in the arena, he was still in the late stage of Hedao in the Five Lines.
Unexpectedly, when we meet again, his cultivation has already skyrocketed.
"It seems that he is really a formidable enemy."
Mo Zhiyao's eyes were gleaming, and the corners of his lips were curved with a hint of fighting intent.
His eyes moved slightly, and he saw a familiar figure next to Mo Yan.
It was Shen Ling who was defeated by his own men in the arena.
At this moment, Shen Ling had obviously discovered Mo Zhiyao and the others, but now his eyes no longer held the original resentment and coldness, replaced by deep fear and anxiety.
Mo Zhiyao's defeat of the Demon Soul Sect Huya Feng that day has now spread in Nanyuan, and Shen Ling has naturally heard about it.
Without relying on the help of any spiritual treasures, relying on his own true combat power, he defeated Huya Feng, who had the peak combat power of Qiwen Hedao.
The ironclad fact was before his eyes.
Shen Ling already knew clearly that he had completely lost it.
Qualifications to challenge Mo Zhiyao.
At the beginning, Mo Zhiyao was only in the early stage of combining the two lines, but he was able to defeat himself head-on in the middle stage of the four lines.
Now, its true combat power may be far behind him.
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As soon as he thought of this, a hint of bitterness appeared on Shen Ling's face, and his throat became a little dry.
There was even a trace of regret in his heart, regretting why he had offended Mo Zhiyao in the first place.
This kind of evil person, even if you can't make friends with him, is definitely someone who can't make friends with him.
However, it was too late now.
Shen Ling only hoped that Mo Zhiyao would not bear any grudge against him.
In fact, Shen Ling was overly worried.
Mo Zhiyao didn't remember the feud between the two at all.
Strictly speaking, Shen Ling didn't have the qualifications to keep the latter in his heart.
After collecting the expressions of Mo Yan and Shen Ling in his eyes, Mo Zhiyao moved his eyes to look elsewhere.
Below, there are a total of eleven mountain peak platforms.
Except for the largest one on the edge, which is where Zuo Changfeng and other elders are, the other ten are empty.
Obviously, it should be this time The venue for the Sky-Splitting Competition.
Looking at the swarming crowd below, Mo Zhiyao's heart became hot.
It can be said that these young monks in front of me are all genius monsters from the Eastern, Northern and Southern Territories.
Each one of them is an extremely talented person.
If you want to stand out from this group of people, you can't do it without truly strong strength.
However, Mo Zhiyao is also confident about his current strength.
Two years ago, Mo Zhiyao would be extremely afraid of every one of these people in front of him, but now among the numerous Nanyuan disciples, there are no more than a handful who are qualified to fight Mo Zhiyao.
"Haha, Zhiyao, this Sky-Splitting Competition is much higher than the original hunting conference and sect trials."
Next to him, Jun Ziqian with a gentle smile turned his head and smiled at Mo Zhiyao. said.
Mo Zhiyao nodded, licked his lips and said, "Of course, whoever can enter Nanyuan is a genius with extraordinary talents.
Being able to stand here is a symbol of strength in itself."
"How confident are you to win the first place in this Sky-Splitting Ranking Competition?"
On the other side, Chi Xiao, who looked evil, turned his head and looked at Mo Zhiyao and asked.
"No one can tell until the end, so just do your best."
Mo Zhiyao said with a faint smile.
"Cheng Mo, you are now in the late stage of Hedao in the Five Marks.
Your real combat power should be comparable to the peak of Hedao in the Nine Marks."
Dongliu Yanyu next to her was wearing a blue dress, which outlined her proud appearance.
At the same time, her figure also showed off her slender and beautiful curves.
Her long blue hair hung down to her waist.
She tilted her head and looked at Mo Zhiyao and said.
"It's not that scary, and even if it is, I can't perform well in this situation."
Mo Zhiyao pinched his eyebrows helplessly and said softly.
In any case, this Tianbang Competition is just a competition between disciples, not a real life and death fight.
There are some methods that Mo Zhiyao cannot use.
Just like the chaos array fused with spiritual power, with Mo Zhiyao's current cultivation level, once he was forced to a dead end, he would not only be able to fuse the two attributes of spiritual power, thunder and fire.
When Mo Zhiyao went crazy, he dared to fuse the Wuwu Golden Spirit into it.
As for the technique that is based on the fusion of three attributes of spiritual power, it must have such terrifying power.
Once it is displayed, Mo Zhiyao does not have the ability to send and receive it at will, and he is afraid that someone will die.
In that case, the great elder Zuo Changfeng could just slap Mo Zhiyao on the spot.
Because the only one who can force Mo Zhiyao into that situation is Ge Shu Hongyan, who is now known as the number one person in Nanyuan.
And if Mo Zhiyao beat his brother Shu Hongyan to death, he knew what would happen if he thought about it with his heels.
"Zhiyao" A few people were chatting, when an evil-sounding shout sounded, and a figure appeared directly beside Mo Zhiyao as if piercing the void.
Looking up, it was the figure with an evil smile on his face.
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Bai Xie.
When his eyes fell on Bai Xie, Mo Zhiyao was suddenly startled, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"You also broke through" At this moment, the vague aura on Bai Xie's body was weak, but with Mo Zhiyao's eyesight, he could still see it at a glance.
Today's Bai Xie, like Mo Yan, is the pinnacle of Qiwen Hedao.
And it seems that although he is also at the peak of Qi Dao, Bai Xie's aura is obviously a little stronger than Mo Yan's.
"Yes, I broke through a month ago."
Bai Xie smiled a little proudly, then reached out and patted Mo Zhiyao on the shoulder, saying with a gleam in his eyes.
"But I'm much worse than you.
I've been promoted to the fifth level so quickly.
Why don't you let me live?"
In two years, Mo Zhiyao went from the peak of Zangxu to the late stage of Wulun Hedao.
This speed was really shocking to the extreme.
"I heard that a while ago, you defeated Huya Feng from the Demon Soul Sect who came to discuss Taoism."
Bai Xie looked at Mo Zhiyao, with unconcealable shock in his voice.
"That kid, even if I faced him, I would be a little scared.
I never thought you could defeat him."
"Why did you also fight against that Huya Feng?"
Hearing this, Mo Zhiyao was stunned and asked.
"Hmph, we met when we were out training, and we fought once.
It was just a point-and-shoot discussion, and there was no winner or loser."
Bai Xie snorted, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.
The voice said calmly.
"Oh."
Mo Zhiyao nodded.
"You kid, your current popularity in Nanyuan is unmatched by anyone."
Bai Xie changed the subject and said to Mo Zhiyao with a smile.
"You have the nerve to say that all of you senior fellow apprentices have gone out to practice, so I have no choice but to rush to the shelves and bite the bullet."
Mo Zhiyao said angrily.
"You got it, you got an advantage, and you still behaved like you.
Who doesn't know that you have been in seclusion for half a year, and your hands are itchy, and a tiger-toothed wind comes out to practice with you, and you are not happy anymore."
When Bai Xie heard this, he punched Mo Zhiyao. , said loudly.
"Hehe."
Mo Zhiyao touched his nose in embarrassment and smiled sarcastically.
"During the competition, if we meet, you should be gentler.
My small body cannot withstand your torment."
Bai Xie said half-truthfully.
"You were the number one in the last Sky-Splitting Competition.
If I meet you, I will be the one who has a headache."
Mo Zhiyao glanced at Bai Xie and said.
"That's not necessarily true.
Your methods make me tremble."
Bai Xie said with an evil smile.
Mo Zhiyao could defeat Huya Feng, who has the peak combat power of Seven Lines Hedao, head-on, but he would not have any influence on the latter.
A little bit of contempt.
Regarding Bai Xie's words, Mo Zhiyao also smiled noncommittally.
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With the Void Wind Spirit in his body and Bai Xie facing him, it was definitely not easy to win.
While the two were talking, there was a sudden commotion from the crowd in the distance.
Everyone's eyes quickly looked at Mo Zhiyao, and then the expressions of several people changed obviously.
But the source of the changes in the expressions of several people was a silhouette that seemed to be shot from afar with lightning.
"Senior Sister Hongyan."
A voice with a hint of awe slowly came out of Bai Xie's mouth.
After Mo Zhiyao heard this, the look in his eyes became completely solemn
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