On the mountain platform, two spiritual powers collided crazily.
Suddenly, in the middle of the venue, which was shrouded in black cones of spiritual power, a roar filled with violent meaning suddenly came out.
The roar was filled with chilling violence, and invisible sound waves spread out.
Even the spiritual power cones around them were stagnant for a moment.
This scene immediately caused countless noises around him.
Countless gazes immediately gathered together, staring closely at the golden and jade-colored figure that could not be completely hidden even if it was blocked by the spiritual cones all over the sky.
I saw a huge figure suddenly emerging from the field shrouded in black pointed cones.
When the figure's form was completely revealed to everyone's eyes, the whole place was filled with the sound of sucking in air-conditioning.
It was a huge demon statue with a violent and violent aura, with a ferocious face and blood-red eyes, full of ferocity and bloodlust.
And with the appearance of this demon statue, the spiritual power between heaven and earth was completely detonated in an instant, and the turbulent air waves roared and rushed towards the surroundings.
His formidable gaze caused a chill to rise in the hearts of many people.
This demon statue seemed to have traveled through the void and came from ancient times, carrying a monstrous murderous intent.
At this moment, it was even above the sky. , are all shrouded in a dark red color.
"Senior Brother Gong Hao, I will definitely win this game."
A rumbling voice came from the mouth of the demon, and then its figure suddenly moved, its huge arm was raised, and it suddenly violently moved toward the ground below.
Smashed down The terrifying force directly tore the air below.
Circles of circular air waves clearly visible to the naked eye, starting from the golem's fist and ending at the shoulder at the top of the arm, with a roaring sound of sonic boom.
Spread around.
All the black spiritual power cones that were affected by the air wave collapsed directly, and then seemed to cause a chain reaction.
Tens of thousands of spiritual power cones densely packed in the air were directly bombarded into pieces by this terrifying force.
For a moment, black light spots dispersed in the sky, and the scene was extremely eye-catching.
"What?"
At this moment, Gong Hao, who was hiding in the darkness, his eyes were filled with deep horror, and his whole body was shaking violently uncontrollably.
He never expected that Mo Zhiyao would burst out with such a terrifying attack, and in an instant, all of his proud Xuanming Youyu would be broken.
"No" The fear that originated from the depths of his soul made Gong Hao let out a sharp roar.
The punch that fell from the sky made him feel a strong crisis that he had never experienced before.
That sense of crisis had already threatened his life Although he knew that there would never be any fatalities in this Tianbang competition, his instinctive survival reaction made him scream out.
"Bang" a low sonic boom sounded, and the demon statue's punch with a narrow aura of destruction did not land on the ground.
It stopped when it was still about half a foot away from the ground.
Even so, the fierce punch still bombarded the ground until cracks as thick as an arm appeared, and then spread quickly like a spider web, covering the entire platform in the blink of an eye. .
"Senior Brother Gong Hao, do you admit defeat?"
A cold voice came from the mouth of the demon statue, and the fierce and vast pressure swept away from its body like a terrifying wave and pressed on the platform.
Somewhere on the ground, a shadow squirmed, and a somewhat embarrassed voice emerged.
It was Gong Hao.
At this moment, Gong Hao's extremely pale face was almost transparent.
It was obvious that the pressure emanating from the demon statue made him feel even more stressed.
"Junior Brother Mo...
I, I admit defeat."
A bitter voice, with a hint of trembling, came from Gong Hao's mouth.
The situation at this moment was no longer suspenseful.
After hearing this, the fierce pressure that enveloped the platform slowly dissipated.
Then, the huge demon statue gradually faded until it completely disappeared, and Mo Zhiyao's figure was also revealed. .
"Senior Brother Gong Hao, I accept the concession."
Mo Zhiyao smiled faintly in mid-air and said to Gong Hao below.
Gong Hao looked up at Mo Zhiyao, nodded, reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, turned and left the mountain platform.
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Mo Zhiyao also turned around and returned to where Dongliu Yanyu and the others were.
As the two left, the crowd around them was silent for a moment before bursting into loud applause.
The thrilling battle before was enough for those Nanyuan disciples to give Mo Zhiyao heartfelt applause.
Seeing Mo Zhiyao's return, Dongliu Yanyu hurriedly passed by, holding his arm with his jade hand, and asked gently: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay."
Mo Zhiyao smiled lightly.
This confrontation only consumed a lot of spiritual energy.
As for the injuries, there were no injuries at all.
"What a great boy!"
Bai Xie next to him gave Mo Zhiyao a thumbs up with a look of sincere admiration on his face.
"Back then, when I faced Gong Hao's Xuan Ming Youyu, I managed to win against him through clever tricks, but not as neatly as you."
"Haha, everyone is good at different things."
Mo Zhiyao shook his head and said with a slight smile.
After Mo Zhiyao's battle ended, following the number shouted by Elder Fenkong, people kept flashing onto the platform.
Immediately, battles that were either fierce or dull were carried out in an orderly manner.
During this period, Bai Xie, Chi Xiao and others also died one after another.
Generally speaking, the quality of this second round of confrontation was much better than that of the first round.
Even Mo Zhiyao felt his eyes lit up in several of the battles.
What is gratifying is that everyone in Mo Zhiyao's small group successfully passed the second round and qualified for promotion.
"The Heavenly Moyan, versus the Heavenly Ge Yuansen" In mid-air, the two names shouted by Elder Fenkong immediately silenced the entire audience.
Immediately, fiery gazes converged on a figure in the crowd filled with unrivaled domineering power.
The figure who had been standing quietly with his arms crossed turned a blind eye to the many glances from around him, and then stepped towards the mountain platform below.
Meteor Mo Yan, the runner-up in the last Sky-Splitting Ranking Competition, exuded fierce aura fluctuations all over his body and walked through the crowd with a heavy sense of oppression like a mountain.
That kind of coercion made those who were closer feel it became difficult to breathe.
The burly figure landed on the platform, and the ground beneath his feet quietly cracked into spiderweb-like fine lines as the ink rock fell to the ground.
His waist is as straight as a gun, Mo Yan's hands are clasped behind his back, and his dark skin reflects a cold luster like gold and iron under the sunlight falling in the sky.
Coupled with the domineering aura lingering around him, it makes people's hearts tremble.
"Shua" A figure flashed over with a faint sound of breaking through the air, landed on the platform, and stood opposite Mo Yan.
The person who came was wearing green robes, and his face was quite handsome, but at this moment, there was a hint of bitterness and helplessness on his face.
"Ge Yuansen was ranked fifteenth last time on the Sky-Splitting Ranking.
He cultivates the power of wood spirits and can be considered a good player."
Bai Xie, who was standing next to Mo Zhiyao, introduced for Mo Zhiyao. road.
"But unfortunately, his luck was a bit worse this time.
He met Mo Yan in the second round.
His ranking on the Sky-Splitting Ranking this time will probably drop significantly."
Listening to Bai Xie's explanation, Mo Zhiyao's eyes fell on Ge Yuansen and nodded slightly.
Ge Yuansen's cultivation is in the late stage of Hedao that has just entered the realm of five lines.
His strength can be considered extremely powerful, but compared with Mo Yan, who is at the peak of Seven Lines Hedao, there is a big gap.
Moreover, Ge Yuansen is practicing the power of the wood spirit, which is not good at attacking.
It can be said that there is no suspense in the battle against Mo Yan.
The former's Sky-Splitting Road Competition seems to be ending here.
Shaking his head slightly, Mo Zhiyao looked at Mo Yan, with a fiery fighting spirit emerging from the depths of his dark eyes.
Mo Zhiyao has never looked down upon this ink rock.
How can he be able to compete with Bai Xie?
The encounter in the arena many years ago was destined to lead to a violent collision between Mo Zhiyao and Mo Yan.
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Mo Zhiyao was also looking forward to the confrontation between powerful men at this level.
"Meteor Moyan is indeed a good opponent.
I really hope to meet you sooner."
Mo Zhiyao said in a low voice with a glint in his eyes.
"Okay, all the contestants are here, the competition begins."
In mid-air, Elder Fenkong flicked his sleeves, looked at the two people in the field, and said in a deep voice.
As Elder Fenkong finished speaking, the atmosphere in the venue exploded instantly.
Many fiery gazes gathered in an instant.
With a slightly bitter smile on his lips, Ge Yuansen looked at the powerful Mo Yan opposite, cupped his hands, and said, "Senior Brother Mo Yan, please enlighten me."
The sharp eyes like a falcon fell on Ge Yuansen opposite.
The expression on Mo Yan's face did not waver at all.
His arms, which were much thicker than ordinary people, waved gently in front of him.
Suddenly, there was a deep sound.
The sound of explosion suddenly sounded.
His fists clashed in front of him, making a crisp sound like gold and iron colliding.
Mo Yan turned his head, and a series of bone collision sounds came out of his body like firecrackers.
"Come on" came out of Mo Yan's mouth with a sound like metal echo.
It looked like he wanted Ge Yuansen to take action first.
In this regard, no one in the room thought that Mo Yan was arrogant.
Even if he was really arrogant, Mo Yan still had such arrogant capital.
As Mo Yan finished speaking, Ge Yuansen on the opposite side took the lead in launching the offensive without any politeness: