Seeing the two golden sword fingers stabbing towards his vital points, the expression on Gong Hao's face changed slightly, and then his eyes turned cold, and a deep black spiritual power suddenly surged from his body.
And out.
Black spiritual power that was so rich that it made one's body tremble, strands of it quickly shuttled through the pores of Gong Hao's body.
Then, Mo Zhiyao's two sword fingers came out of the former's body amidst the horrified eyes of countless people.
Pierce through it.
However, the imagined scene of blood splattering did not appear, and the look on Mo Zhiyao's face not only lacked the slightest joy, but instead became more solemn.
With a low "bang" sound, Gong Hao's body that was pierced by the sword finger seemed to have turned into an illusory existence, and in a strange distortion, it transformed into a form like a pool of water, and then fell limply.
Fall to the ground.
After falling to the ground, the pool of black water quickly spread on the surface.
In an instant, almost the entire platform was covered.
After that, the black water transformed by Gong Hao seeped into the ground, and the ground of the entire venue also had a faint black luster.
Mo Zhiyao stopped, his feet lifted off the ground, and his whole body floated, about half a foot above the ground.
He looked at the platform below with a solemn expression.
Since he didn't know what weird skills Gong Hao had performed, Mo Zhiyao didn't dare to easily set foot on the platform again.
With a slight movement in his expression, Mo Zhiyao slowly raised his head and looked at a certain location in front of him with sharp eyes like a falcon.
And where Mo Zhiyao's gaze was focused, a black shadow wriggled strangely from the ground, and transformed into a figure among countless horrified eyes, it was Gong Hao.
"This Gong Hao's dark spirit power is much more skillful and powerful than that of the shadow."
The reappearance of Gong Hao's figure was reflected in his eyes.
Mo Zhiyao narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself.
This Gong Hao's cultivation far exceeds that of the original Shadow, who cannot compare with it at all.
"Junior Brother Mo, I know that you have practiced an extremely powerful body-refining method.
If I were to confront you head-on, I admit that I am not your match."
Gong Hao appeared again, looking at Mo Zhiyao and saying in a faint voice said.
"However, what I practice is the power of dark spirits.
What I am good at is concealing aura and sneak attacks and assassinations, so I should be able to restrain you a little."
As he spoke, strong spiritual power spread out from Gong Hao's body, far away.
From the looks of it, his figure is a bit blurry, and his whole person gives people an extremely evil feeling.
However, such a rich spiritual power did not emit any corresponding fluctuations.
If faced with it, if one closed his eyes, Gong Hao would seem to not exist at all.
As Gong Hao said, the power of the dark spirit he has practiced is good at concealing his aura, making it impossible for people to detect him.
Once he disappears, it is extremely difficult to detect his movements.
"So, Junior Brother Mo should be more careful."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Gong, for reminding me.
Junior Brother knows."
Mo Zhiyao lowered his eyelids slightly, suppressed his surprise, and said in a calm voice.
Hearing this, Gong Hao stopped talking.
Then he lightly stomped the ground with the sole of his foot, and in the next moment, countless sword-like black spiritual powers burst out from the ground under Mo Zhiyao very suddenly, overwhelmingly shooting towards Mo Zhiyao.
And go.
What makes people feel awe is that there is no sound or wave in such a fierce offensive.
It is as if it appears out of thin air and is silent.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed, and then he suddenly retreated and dodged towards the back.
Gong Hao, who was opposite him, remained motionless, just watching Mo Zhiyao retreat back, but the soles of his feet moved slightly.
"Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooob" Along with a series of extremely slight piercing sounds of the air, black spiritual thorns burst out from the ground and followed Mo Zhiyao closely.
Seeing the continuous offensive like a maggot attached to a bone, Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly.
Suddenly, a bright golden light shone out from his body, like an extra sunrise in the field.
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At the same time, a fierce spiritual power fluctuation also emitted vaguely.
His body shape changed, Mo Zhiyao clenched his right hand into a fist, a low roar burst out from his throat, and immediately, he punched the ground wildly.
The low sound of tearing wind and the sound of spiritual energy explosion swept across the field like thunder, and a circle of fierce and fierce air waves roared and spread.
With such a fierce blow, those black spiritual spikes were defeated one after another, turning into fluorescent light spots of spiritual energy and dissipated.
Just when Mo Zhiyao destroyed the spiritual spikes with one punch, the black shadow squirmed strangely on the ground behind him, and a figure appeared out of nothingness, and then turned into a streak of black lightning. , blasting towards Mo Zhiyao's back.
The terrifying light of spiritual power condensed into a whirlpool in front, and the air was torn apart in an instant.
It was so fierce that it made people feel chilly.
Regarding the silent attack behind him, Mo Zhiyao reacted immediately.
He rotated his body and drew a perfect arc with his right leg in mid-air.
The next moment, he and Gong Hao's spirit They regretted each other fiercely.
"Bang" The moment the two forces clashed, an astonishing muffled thunder-like sound suddenly sounded on the platform, and a ripple of air visible to the naked eye swept directly in a circular shape.
With a low groan, Gong Hao's figure shot back, and as soon as he landed on the ground, he mysteriously disappeared again without a trace.
The fight between the two can be described as electric and flint, making people breathless and shocked.
Everyone watching the battle from a distance had fiery eyes and excited hearts.
"This is Gong Hao's Xuanming Realm.
I didn't expect that he would directly use it just after it started."
In the distance, in the direction where Dongliu Yanyu and the others were, Bai Xie looked at the abnormality in the field with a solemn expression.
In an exciting and intense confrontation, he spoke.
"Zhiyao's style has always been head-on confrontation, crushing opponents head-on.
But Gong Hao is good at surprise attacks and concealment.
I'm afraid Zhiyao has met his opponent this time."
Chi Xiao's voice was also a little deep.
"Well, this fight is not going to be easy.
Gong Hao is also a veteran strongman in Nanyuan, and he has extremely rich combat experience.
If Zhiyao wants to defeat him, it will take a lot of effort." .
Seeing that Gong Hao had once again concealed his figure and aura, Mo Zhiyao's brows furrowed slightly, and the look in his eyes became much more solemn.
Gong Hao's use of the power of dark spirits has obviously reached an extremely high level.
Even with the eternal demonic essence in his body and extremely sensitive spiritual sense, Mo Zhiyao can only use it at the moment when he launches the offensive.
Be aware of something.
In this way, it is obviously extremely passive.
"Since you don't come out, then I have to force you to come out."
Passive defense is not Mo Zhiyao's style.
With a sudden sharp look in his eyes, Mo Zhiyao's golden fist suddenly struck down like thunder.
Suddenly, violent force poured into the ground.
Amidst a deafening violent explosion, the entire ground quickly burst into cracks as thick as an arm, under the horrified gaze of everyone.
The fierce wind that spread out shook the surrounding air to the point where a low sonic boom sounded.
And just as the entire mountain platform was shaking violently, a black shadow squirmed on the ground in the distance, and a somewhat embarrassed figure emerged, it was Gong Hao.
Seeing Gong Hao being forced out, Mo Zhiyao's mouth immediately turned into a chilling arc, and then his body moved and turned into a blurry afterimage, shooting towards the former.
The ten fingers of both hands shot out violently, turning into sharp finger shadows all over the sky, as if they had become a terrifying force that existed in substance, and they were overwhelmingly covering Gong Hao.
Seeing Mo Zhiyao's offensive coming like a violent storm, Gong Hao's expression immediately changed.
Immediately, vast spiritual power surged out from the body, turning into spiral spiritual spikes, piercing the void, and confronting Mo Zhiyao's offensive.
"Bang bang bang bang" Terrifying roars of spiritual energy clashed continuously at the place where the two met, and streams of extremely powerful energy shot out, leaving the nearby ground riddled with holes, as terrifying as a honeycomb.
The two people collided again, which seemed extremely fierce.
Many Nanyuan disciples who were watching the battle felt their hearts palpitating.
Because they knew that if it were them at this moment, no matter which one of them they faced, Mo Zhiyao or Gong Hao, even if they tried their best to defend, they would only end up with their whole body being pierced.
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After the fierce exchange of regrets that made people run cold all over their bodies lasted for dozens of breaths, both parties gradually slowed down.
Such a fierce offensive was a big burden for both of them, and the consumption of spiritual power was also extremely huge.
Therefore, after a violent attack, both sides stopped at the same time.
The two figures stepped back at the same time, standing tens of feet away from each other.
Gong Hao moved his hands, which were slightly numb from waving at high speed, and the solemn look in his eyes had reached its extreme.
In the previous encounters, the two were evenly matched.
And you must know that Mo Zhiyao's current cultivation level is only at the late stage of Hedao with five lines.
Normally, there is a big gap between him and himself.
In the realm of Hedao, one line and one layer of heaven are no joke.
But even so, Mo Zhiyao was still in a head-on confrontation with himself, without losing any of his strength.
Gong Hao had to sincerely admire this ability.
Without a real fight, one can't appreciate Mo Zhiyao's astonishing combat power that far exceeds that of the same level.
"It seems that we can no longer hold back."
Gong Hao muttered to himself, a dazzling light flashed in his eyes, and the hands hanging on both sides of his body slowly clenched
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