"Boy, you may have gotten complacent too early."
Hearing Mo Zhiyao's words, Ling Yuan's face suddenly turned cold and grim.
His hands formed a series of hand seals in front of him like lightning, and at the same time, a low cold shout came from his throat. .
As the cold shout fell, Ling Yuan's whole body suddenly surged with snake-like black spiritual power, and then those black spiritual powers squirmed up and turned into a dark cloud that covered the sky and the sun, covering the sky and the earth.
It shrouded Mo Zhiyao.
Strange corrosive sounds came out from the dark clouds transformed by black spiritual power, and the entire space became dark at this moment.
"Poison Spirit Power" Facing such a violent blow from Ling Yuan, Mo Zhiyao's face showed a trace of ridicule, and then he did not dodge, just like strolling in the courtyard, under the gaze of many horrified eyes, He took the initiative to greet him.
The strong wind roared, and the poisonous dark cloud swallowed Mo Zhiyao instantly.
Seeing Mo Zhiyao falling into it, a cruel look suddenly appeared in Ling Yuan's eyes, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
"Little beast, with the power of my poisonous spirit, even a strong person with eight lines of body sloughing would not dare to confront you, a mere body sloughing with six lines.
If you fall into it, you are simply seeking death."
"But don't worry, I won't let you die.
You are a treasure now," Ling Yuan said with a ferocious face and a wild smile.
However, before the smile on Ling Yuan's face could fully unfold, it suddenly solidified.
Because he suddenly discovered that the poisonous dark clouds in front seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible hands.
A figure shot out from it like lightning and appeared in front of him in an instant.
"Old dog, you're too happy too early."
Mo Zhiyao's face with a serious smile suddenly widened in Ling Yuan's eyes, making his laughter stuck like a duck with its neck cut off. in the throat.
Whether it was because of Master Yu Yao or because of his previous efforts to stir up trouble and press forward step by step, Mo Zhiyao hated Ling Yuan deeply.
Regarding the latter, Mo Zhiyao was already determined to kill him.
"Death to me" he clenched his palms, and the muscles on his arms protruded like horned dragons and extended downwards.
They contained indescribable terrifying power.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly turned cold, and then he roared, and his fists were It poured down towards Ling Yuan like a violent storm.
The terrifying power caused the space in front of the fist to show signs of collapse, and then it landed heavily on the vital points of Ling Yuan's body.
Ling Yuan never expected that his confident blow would not cause any harm or impact to Mo Zhiyao.
It was precisely because of this that he was exposed for a moment and was bullied by Mo Zhiyao.
He came in and fell into the opponent's crazy offensive.
“Bang bang bang bang” A series of muffled thunderous bombardments sounded, Mo Zhiyao punched to the flesh, and the fists containing terrifying power landed on Ling Yuan's body without any fancy.
With the improvement of his cultivation and the absorption of dragon and phoenix essence and blood, Mo Zhiyao's current physical strength has reached a very terrifying level.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he can open the sky with his fists and crack the earth with his feet.
Ling Yuan was only superficially higher than Mo Zhiyao.
In terms of real combat power, he was no match for the latter.
What's more, what he was good at was not physical strength.
To Mo Zhiyao, his little defense was the same as non-existence.
"Don't you want my spiritual treasure?
Don't you want to destroy my cultivation?
Don't you want to kill my master and clean up the family?
Come on, come on."
Mo Zhiyao's eyes were scarlet, and he roared again and again, and his fists were like thunder.
In one breath, he fired no less than a hundred punches Looking at Mo Zhiyao, who had transformed into a synonym for violence in mid-air, like a ferocious humanoid beast, everyone around the square fell into a state of sluggishness.
No one could have imagined that in just a moment, Ling Yuan would be reduced to a piece of fish and be beaten mercilessly by Mo Zhiyao "Stop!"
The first people to react were Han Li and Lengyuan.
The few people moved and rushed towards Mo Zhiyao.
The vast spiritual power, like a mountain, slammed into Mo Zhiyao.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with blood, and he punched Ling Yuan hard on the lower abdomen with his final punch.
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Then, with the force of the push, he retreated backwards, avoiding the joint attack of Han Li and others.
"Ah!"
A scream that was so shrill that it didn't sound like a human voice came out from Ling Yuan's mouth.
His mangled body shot out backwards, and was then helped by Han Li who came up to him.
"Hmph" Although Ling Yuan was caught, the terrifying power carried by his body caused Han Li's expression to change immediately, he snorted, and he immediately took a step back.
Stabilizing their bodies, Han Li and others quickly checked Ling Yuan's injuries.
After seeing the latter's tragic situation, the faces of several people turned cold.
Ling Yuan, who had withstood more than a hundred punches from Mo Zhiyao, was not dead, but his whole body was as limp as mud, and his bones were all smashed to pieces by Mo Zhiyao.
Originally, although such injuries were serious, Ling Yuan had undergone a major body transformation and his broken limbs could be regenerated.
As long as he cultivated properly for a period of time, he could recover.
Unfortunately, Mo Zhiyao's last punch shattered Ling Yuan's spirit, but deliberately did not hurt his soul.
In other words, from this moment on, Ling Yuan was completely reduced to a useless person, and life was worse than death.
A strong person who has shed his body and his cultivation has been crippled.
Such an end is simply ten thousand times more miserable than death.
Mo Zhiyuan's cruelty and cruelty are fully revealed at this moment.
Looking at Ling Yuan who was reduced to a cripple in his arms, Han Li and others felt a chill rising from the soles of their feet and spreading throughout their bodies.
Mo Zhiyao's methods were really too cruel.
Fang Tao and Lei Heng secretly glanced at each other, both seeing a look of regret in the other's eyes.
At this moment, the annihilation of the entire army in the Sifang Pavilion Competition came to mind again.
At this time, the two of them finally recalled the seemingly thin young man in black in front of them, the illustrious reputation he had earned in the Southern Territory over the years, and the latter's bloody methods.
However, the matter has come to this, and there is no point in regretting it.
Now Mo Zhiyao has been forced to leave Nanyuan, and the hatred has been completely forged.
Even if he withdraws now, Mo Zhiyao will not let them go.
"Little beast, you are so ruthless."
He raised his head and stared at Mo Zhiyao with cold eyes, the vertical pupils in his eyes tightening like a straight line.
"Hehehe, your fate will not be better than his."
Mo Zhiyao stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked the blood that splashed on his lips, and said in a cold voice with a chilling smile.
That appearance looked particularly ferocious.
"Guys, let's do it together."
Mo Zhiyao's smile made Han Li suddenly feel a dangerous feeling of chills all over his body.
The combat power shown by the former made him understand that to capture him, it would take one person alone.
I'm afraid I can't do it.
"Okay" Ling Yuan's fate made Leng Yuan and the others realize that if they want to catch Mo Zhiyao, they must join forces.
"Hands on" A low and cold voice suddenly came from Han Li's mouth, and in the next moment, he, Leng Yuan, Fang Tao, and Lei Heng transformed into four rays of light and shadow, shooting directly at Mo Zhiyao.
The majestic spiritual power filled the sky like a flood.
Four strong men at the peak of their physical transformation joined forces, and their attack was quite frightening.
The combat prowess Mo Zhiyao had shown before made Han Li and the others dare not look down upon him in the slightest.
The vast spiritual power directly turned into four extremely fierce spiritual power blasts, roaring out.
He hit Mo Zhiyao in the distance cunningly and fiercely.
Mo Zhiyao stepped on the void and looked at the offensive of the four people.
A chilling smile appeared on his face stained with blood.
Immediately, he waved his sleeves and robes, and forest-white flames burst out from his body.
It lingers around the body and rises into the sky.
The flames danced and filled the air, and a lion with white fire snakes swallowed all over his body appeared behind Mo Zhiyao, roaring to the sky, and the world was turbulent.
"Sacred Code of Creation Fire Lion Beast, Fusion" Forming seals with his hands, Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with cold light and he roared angrily.
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After the roar fell, the fire lion beast directly turned into a ray of light and penetrated into the center of Mo Zhiyao's eyebrows.
The next moment, a fierce aura that changed the color of the world came out from Mo Zhiyao's body.
Facing the joint attack of four seven-stripe body-sloughing overhauls, Mo Zhiyao did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
After all, the combat power unleashed by the four people joining forces is not simply one plus one. .
"How is it possible for eight lines to shed one's body?"
Mo Zhiyao's sudden surge of momentum caused Han Li and the other four to suddenly change their expressions.
"Don't panic, this kid just relied on a secret method to temporarily increase his combat power.
He will definitely not last long.
Moreover, this kind of combat power that relies on a secret method to improve is just equivalent to not surviving the second time.
It's just the ordinary eight-mark strength that is extremely difficult, and it's not something to be afraid of at all."
Leng Yuan shouted at the other three people.
"Bang bang" Mo Zhiyao punched out with both fists, facing the four rapidly approaching spiritual powers.
Immediately, everyone watching the battle saw that the four spiritual energy trainings, after encountering Mo Zhiyao's fist, quickly collapsed and dissipated like residual snow meeting a raging fire.
"Even if you have survived the second supreme difficulty, so what?"
After defeating the spiritual power training, Mo Zhiyao raised his head and showed a stern smile to the four Han Li people in the distance, and then moved his body.
Disappear in place.
Seeing that the joint offensive was defeated by Mo Zhiyao, the expressions of the four Han Li people couldn't help but change.
And when they saw Mo Zhiyao disappearing, several people were even more horrified.
"Retreat quickly and don't let him get close," Han Li yelled while retreating violently towards the rear.
Ling Yuan's fate was vivid in his mind.
Once he was approached by Mo Zhiyao, none of the four people could withstand the latter's powerful physical power.
In fact, there was no need for Han Li to remind them, Leng Yuan and the others quickly retreated.
But precisely because of this, the four people who were originally very close to each other have widened the distance between them.
Among the four, Lei Heng was the fastest.
Purple lightning swirled around him, causing his speed to explode to a very fast level in an instant.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he retreated thousands of feet away.
"This boy, such a terrifying speed" retreated to this distance, which made Lei Heng feel slightly relaxed.
In his opinion, he was the farthest away from where he was just now, so Mo Zhiyao would not seek to find him far away.
However, just when this thought had just arisen, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Aren't you too slow?
You actually ran so far":