A punch containing violent power, like a meteor, with a harsh sonic boom, hit Mo Zhiyao's heart hard.
With such force, it was obvious that He Xuan had real murderous intentions and wanted to kill Mo Zhiyao.
Haruka was killed on the spot with one punch.
Looking at the punch that came through the air, Mo Zhiyao's face showed no trace of panic.
That kind of indifference, falling in the eyes of some caring people, immediately made people's hearts move.
Just when He Xuan's fist was about to land on his heart, Mo Zhiyao's figure was strangely illusory for a moment, and then solidified again.
It seemed that there was no change, not even the aura exuding from his body.
The fluctuations are all the same, without any change.
However, this scene could not escape the eyes of the six people in the stands above and the elder Mingyang standing in the sky not far away.
The expressions of several people all changed in unison.
"Dad, that's" Among them, Feng Keer had the lowest cultivation level.
Although she noticed something was wrong, she did not dare to be too sure.
Therefore, she immediately looked at Feng Huo beside her with doubtful eyes.
To confirm the shocking guess in her heart.
"You're right, that's a clone."
Feng Huo's eyes narrowed, a strange color flashed through them, and he nodded slightly.
"Clone."
After confirming the answer in his heart, even with Feng Keer's character, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and the brilliance in his bright eyes suddenly became a little more intense.
"There are really enough secrets in this kid."
Feng Huo's low voice rang in his heart.
It was obvious that Mo Zhiyao's shock to him was also not small.
"Click" Below, He Qiancang's expression suddenly changed, and the palms hidden under his sleeves suddenly clenched.
As far as he knew, there was only one technique that could condense a clone, even within the Red Phoenix Sect.
Moreover, the condensed clone was very different from Mo Zhiyao's clone.
If he hadn't relied on his cultivation level that far surpassed that of Mo Zhiyao, he wouldn't have been able to tell that the person standing opposite He Xuan at this moment was a clone.
"Xuan" He Qiancang's lips were about to move.
He was just about to remind He Xuan, who was completely unaware below, but suddenly he noticed that a sharp gaze fell on him.
Without looking back, He Qiancang knew that the owner of that gaze was Feng Huo.
Immediately, he could only hold back the next words in his mouth, not daring to shout them out.
"Bang" There was a low sound of physical collision, and violent spiritual power suddenly poured out from He Xuan's fist like a flood, pouring crazily into Mo Zhiyao's body.
At this moment, the ferocious smile on He Xuan's face reached its extreme.
However, the next moment, the ferocious smile on He Xuan's face suddenly froze the screams and bloody flesh that he had imagined, but they did not appear.
Mo Zhiyao's body, stirred by the violent punches and bombardment, was like a disturbed water surface, with layers of twisted ripples, and then with a bang, it exploded and turned into nothingness. .
"What" The scene in front of him made He Xuan's expression suddenly change dramatically, and his heart was filled with shock like a huge wave.
From the beginning of the battle between the two sides, He Xuan's spiritual consciousness has been locked on Mo Zhiyao because he was afraid of Mo Zhiyao's terrifying speed.
He was certain that until the moment when Mo Zhiyao's body collapsed, the aura fluctuations emanating from the latter were extremely real.
But what he saw before him was completely opposite to what he felt.
"This is a clone" After a brief shock, He Xuan also reacted immediately.
However, this also made the shock in his heart become even more intense.
Even he did not have the opportunity to obtain and practice the technique that could condense the clone, but Mo Zhiyao possessed it.
This made He Xuan fall into a huge shock for a while, and it was even more difficult to accept the fact before him. .
"Hmph, I have good eyesight.
That one is indeed a clone."
And at this moment, a cold and sarcastic voice suddenly sounded behind He Xuan.
When He Xuan heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
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His first reaction was to wrap his whole body with spiritual power to prevent the strange fluctuations Mo Zhiyao had displayed before from affecting his mind again.
His body turned electrically, and at the same time he punched the back fiercely.
As the punch was blasted out, He Xuan's eyes also looked at the figure that suddenly appeared.
What he looked at was Mo Zhiyao, who appeared in the distance behind him.
At this moment, a palm of his hand was gently covering his left eye.
When He Xuan looked over, a cold smile suddenly appeared on the latter's face.
At the same time, the palm covering his left eye moved away like lightning.
A shining silver pupil suddenly caught He Xuan's gaze.
Deep in the pupil, there was a mysterious and strange pattern, which was slowly moving according to some strange rhythm.
Turning, it looks extraordinarily strange. . .
"What is this?"
He Xuan quickly stopped his offensive reflexively, then narrowed his eyes and stared cautiously at the figure in front of him.
Since the battle, every time Mo Zhiyao's trump card was revealed, it made him quite afraid.
So at this moment, He Xuan quickly stopped, looked at the opposite side with alert eyes, and did not act rashly for a while.
"You don't want to kill me, why don't you dare to come over?"
Mo Zhiyao, who was standing in the air opposite him, put down his palms and put his hands behind his back.
The bright silver light in his eyes slowly converged and finally dissipated completely.
What also dissipated was the spiritual power condensed around him.
He just stood there without any defense and smiled lightly at He Xuan.
"What the hell is this kid doing?"
He Xuan cautiously stared at Mo Zhiyao opposite him, but did not act because of the latter's provocation.
He did not believe that Mo Zhiyao would stand there without any precautions.
Seeing He Xuan's appearance, Mo Zhiyao stopped talking and just stood there looking at the former without making any other movements.
This weird scene lasted for less than half a stick of incense.
He Xuan stared at Mo Zhiyao, the cold light in his eyes flashing crazily.
However, no matter how he probed, the result he got was that there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy in Mo Zhiyao.
That way, you truly gave up all resistance.
"Pretend to be a ghost" He Xuan finally became impatient, and his eyes suddenly sharpened.
Immediately, he thrust out his palm, and majestic spiritual power surged out from his palm, directly involving Mo Zhiyao.
At the same time, He Xuan's figure disappeared in a burst of space distortion.
Almost at the same time, he appeared in front of Mo Zhiyao, and then his palm was like a knife, and he penetrated the latter fiercely. in the lower abdomen "puff" He Xuan's palm penetrated Mo Zhiyao's body without any hindrance, and bright red blood spurted out, splattering all over his head and face.
With a stirring of his palm, and then a sharp thrust, He Xuan actually took Mo Zhiyao's soul out of his body.
Looking at the soul caught in his palm, He Xuan's face was ferocious, with a cruel look in his eyes.
"Boy, this is what you will get if you go against me.
You are not qualified to fight me."
He Xuan, holding his soul in hand and covered in blood, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, looking crazy. .
Looking at He Xuan, whose face was constantly changing but whose eyes were quite empty, Mo Zhiyao's lips curved into a cold arc.
Dragon and phoenix light pattern, magic sound soul-catching, demon dancing clone, mirage magic eyes, in this battle, Mo Zhiyao almost used all his trump cards, and finally got this golden opportunity.
At this moment, He Xuan completely fell into the most dangerous and fragile state in his life.
From the very beginning, Mo Zhiyao knew that if he faced He Xuan head-on, his chances of winning would be slim to none.
After all, He Xuan is a genuine double-marked sky-piercing powerhouse.
Not to mention other things, the power of space that far exceeds Ye Tian's is enough to put Mo Zhiyao into a dire situation.
The power of space, whether it was confinement, or traveling through the void, as well as the ability to throw the power of attacks into nothingness, restrained Mo Zhiyao to death at this moment.
Mo Zhiyao's speed does not pose much of a threat to He Xuan, who can shuttle through space without any hindrance.
On the contrary, the power of confining space gives Mo Zhiyao an extremely headache.
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If he is not careful, , that is, you will fall into the miserable situation of being beaten but unable to fight back.
For the same reason, no matter how powerful the dragon and phoenix light pattern is, once He Xuan hides in the void, Mo Zhiyao will have no strength but nowhere to use it.
In the end, he can only consume himself.
Just spiritual power.
Therefore, from the very beginning, Mo Zhiyao had no intention of really fighting with He Xuan.
Instead, he was looking for every opportunity to use his only two illusion skills to make He Xuan completely lose the chance to resist. .
First, he used the magic sound to lure He Xuan into a head-on collision with him, then he used the Heavenly Demon Dance clone to make him appear vulnerable for a moment, and finally, he used the mirage magic pupils to make the former fall into an illusion.
However, although he knew that He Xuan was deceived by the illusion of mirage magic eyes at this moment, Mo Zhiyao also knew in his heart that this illusion could not trap He Xuan for too long.
With his cultivation level, he could only hold on for a few breaths at most.
Time means being able to break free from it.
Therefore, at this moment, he did not dare to hold back at all.
He clenched his palms suddenly and shook his arms.
Suddenly, bright golden red light came out from his body, and condensed into two dragon and phoenix lights. pattern And as the two dragon and phoenix light patterns on Mo Zhiyao's arm condensed, the spiritual power of heaven and earth in this space suddenly violently turbulent, and the phoenix fire above was moved by the waves.
The ancient pressure swept away from Mo Zhiyao's body like a wave.
At this moment, the entire Scarlet Phoenix Sect was shrouded under this extremely terrifying ancient pressure, and the whole world was trembling: