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Chapter 707: Heavenly Phoenix Bell (5)


In mid-air, Mo Zhiyao stepped on the void.

His brows were furrowed and there was an unexplainable look on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, Mo Zhiyao's figure flashed, and he came to the Tianhuang Bell again.

He pondered for a moment, then raised his arm and struck out with another palm.

"Boom" The bell echoed, a deep sound like muffled thunder.

The invisible sound wave brought up a strong wind, and Mo Zhiyao was like a lonely leaf in a hurricane, involuntarily retreating backwards, leaving a clearly visible trace in the mid-air.

"Asking for trouble" Seeing this, Zheng Chen below saw the sarcasm in his eyes and said disdainfully.

"The next ring will be his limit."

Feng Keer glanced at Feng Huo proudly and said crisply.

That look was extremely delicate.

"Haha, just watch."

Feng Huo was unmoved when he heard this.

He still had a gentle smile on his face, which made Feng Keer grit his teeth.

He slapped his palms toward the back, and with the force gushing out from his palms, Mo Zhiyao finally stabilized his figure a hundred feet away, but his face showed a strange paleness.

Frowning, Mo Zhiyao flicked his sleeves and robe, lifted them up again, and landed in front of the Tianhuang Bell.

"Come again" Mo Zhiyao's eyes sharpened, and then he clenched his palm into a fist and punched Tianhuang Zhongxukong directly.

The fierce punch landed heavily on the Phoenix Bell, and immediately, another even deeper bell rang.

This time, the bell sounded like roaring thunder, a sound wave, a narrow and harsh sound breaking through the air, spread out like lightning, and then hit Mo Zhiyao's chest hard.

"Pfft" This time, Mo Zhiyao was not only directly knocked backwards by the sound wave, but also hit the ground with an extremely eye-catching gesture, and even spurted out a small mouthful of blood.

His face instantly turned pale and bloodless.

"far away" Seeing this, Ye Tian was immediately shocked, and quickly moved his figure, shooting lightning to Mo Zhiyao's side, squatting down, and helping him up.

"Forget it Zhiyao, don't knock anymore, we will admit defeat in this four-sect competition."

Ye Tian looked at the pale Mo Zhiyao and said anxiously.

"Admit defeat" Mo Zhiyao glanced at Ye Tian, ​​raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips, and then smiled lightly.

"It's not time to admit defeat now.

I'm fine.

Don't worry."

Mo Zhiyao stood up with his palms on the ground, a fiery look in his eyes.

"Just watch, in this competition between the four sects, you will definitely be the leader.

When the time comes, you can't deny the three thousand bottles of wine."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhiyao did not give Ye Tian a chance to speak again.

He kicked the ground with his feet and took off again, flying close to the Tianhuang Bell.

"Zhiyao" looked at the retreating figure, and Ye Tian almost jumped in anxiety.

Just when he was about to admit defeat to Elder Mingyang regardless of Mo Zhiyao's objection, Ye Guxing came to him. beside.

"Just listen to Mo Xiaoyou first.

Mo Xiaoyou is not a reckless person.

Since he dares to say this, he should have his own reasons."

"Alas" Ye Tian stamped his feet after hearing Ye Guxing's words, but he made a decision in his heart.

Once Mo Zhiyao rang the fourth ring and the situation became worse, he would immediately admit defeat.

He would never let Mo Zhiyao have another chance to ring the Tianhuang Bell.

Standing in front of the Tianhuang Bell, Mo Zhiyao's face first showed a wry smile, and he whispered helplessly: "I didn't expect that the level of compatibility between you and me is so low.

It's really embarrassing. " After the previous three knocks, Mo Zhiyao had become extremely clear that he and the Heavenly Phoenix Bell were incompatible with each other.

Normally, even if you try your best, four rings is your real limit.

However, that situation refers to the so-called "normal" situation, and Mo Zhiyao is not a normal person.

A fiery look slowly emerged in the depths of Mo Zhiyao's eyes.

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"Tianhuang Bell, today, I don't just want to ring it for you, but I also want you to recognize the master."

Mo Zhiyao turned his palm, and a black jade bottle appeared in his palm.

It was the wine Ye Tian gave him.

Looking up to the sky, Mo Zhiyao drank all the wine in the bottle, and then waved his arm.

"Danglang" The wine bottle fell to the ground, making a crisp and sweet sound.

Mo Zhiyao raised his hand to wipe the stagnation of wine from his mouth, then suddenly clenched his palm and punched the Phoenix Bell.

"it's over" Zheng Chen below and Feng Keer not far away both whispered in unison.

In their opinion, this blow would be Mo Zhiyao's last strike on the Tianhuang Bell.

Of all the people in the field, except for Feng Huo, everyone else, including Elder Mingyang, had this thought in their hearts.

However, just as this thought had just arisen, the next moment, the expressions on these people's faces suddenly solidified.

"clang" The moment Mo Zhiyao's fist hit the Tianhuang Bell, a clear bell sounded like a cloud cracking through gold.

Those voices are completely different from before.

“What’s going on?”

Including Feng Ke'er, the faces of these people suddenly showed expressions of shock and almost sluggishness.

No one could have imagined that the previous three rings were as low as thunder, but this fourth ring would be so clear.

"Did you find it?"

Feng Huo lowered his eyes, a satisfied smile appeared in his eyes, nodded slightly, and whispered.

At this moment, if anyone follows Feng Huo's gaze, they will be able to find that a faint golden-red light shines on Mo Zhiyao's palm, and that light represents the power of the dragon and phoenix.

Mo Zhiyao himself had a very low level of compatibility with Tianhuang Zhong.

However, the Sky Phoenix Bell belongs to the ancient Sky Phoenix clan.

If it is struck with the power of the dragon and phoenix, the result will be self-evident.

In fact, Mo Zhiyao had already figured this out when he struck the Tianhuang Bell for the second time.

However, with his stubborn temper, he insisted on trying it once because he did not believe in evil.

As a result, when he struck the Tianhuang Bell for the third time, he was so shaken that he vomited blood and was thrown away.

He willingly put away his thoughts and used the power of dragon and phoenix honestly.

"Isn't it difficult?"

Mo Zhiyao raised his eyebrows and whispered in a self-deprecating tone, then moved his steps and clapped his hands continuously.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang" The four bells rang four times in succession, almost in a row, ringing at the same time.

The invisible sound waves actually took on a strange physical form.

As they spread rapidly, they directly set off a storm in mid-air.

The melodious bells resounded throughout every corner of the Scarlet Phoenix Sect.

"This, how is this possible?"

Such a shocking turn of events in front of them made everyone in the venue look petrified, especially Zheng Chen, who stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Including the previous four rings, Mo Zhiyao has sounded a total of eight rings at this moment.

In other words, his and Ye Tian's current results are on the same level as Lu Ming and Zheng Chen.

This scene also made Ye Guxing and his son's eyes dull, as if they were in a dream for a moment.

"Gulu" Ye Tian's throat rolled violently, and then he murmured with his mouth dry: "I, I read it right."

"Huh" let out a long sigh of relief that was held in his chest.

Ye Guxing also rubbed his brow, digesting the unbelievable scene in front of him.

"This kid is really surprising people all the time."

Although he had a glimmer of hope for Mo Zhiyao before, Ye Guxing did not expect that this glimmer of hope, or a fluke, would bring him such a big surprise and shock.

"Sure enough, he is not a simple little guy..."

Elder Mingyang also had a sparkle in his eyes, and a hint of appreciation appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What's going on with him?

How did he do it?"

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At this moment, Feng Ke'er's beautiful eyes full of fatal temptation also flashed with unbelievable shock and astonishment.

Mo Zhiyao's performance , completely incomparable with before.

"Dad, what on earth is going on?"

"Haha, I told you a long time ago that this little guy is definitely an ordinary person, but you still don't believe it."

Feng Huo said to Feng Ke'er in response to the question.

"Stop being so pretentious and tell me what's going on."

When Feng Ke'er heard this, she suddenly became a little angry.

She vaguely felt that she was being plotted by her father.

"This Mo Zhiyao has the same ancient phoenix essence and blood as his father in his body.

Moreover, if compared, his ancient phoenix essence and blood is ten thousand times more powerful than mine."

Feng Huo's expression changed.

With extreme dignity, he said in a deep voice to Feng Keer.

Here, there is a spiritual restriction set up by him to isolate the sound, so there is no risk of being heard by outsiders.

"What?"

Feng Huo's words made Feng Ke'er's delicate body tremble immediately, and a look of deep horror appeared in her eyes.

"How come he has the blood essence and blood of the ancient celestial phoenix in his body?"

"I don't know the reason."

Feng Huo frowned and then said.

"However, there is no doubt about this."

"That's why, girl, I have the intention to betroth you to him.

If we can really make a marriage contract with him, strictly speaking, it will be because we have bettered him."

Feng Keer ignored Feng Huo's words.

At this moment, she was still in a state of severe indigestion.

Mo Zhiyao actually had Tianhuang Essence that was purer and richer than his father Feng Huo's.

Blood, this news shocked her beyond measure.

Because she knew how much her father had paid in order to obtain that trace of Heavenly Phoenix essence and blood.

To describe it as a narrow escape from death was not enough.

And just when everyone in the audience fell into incomparable horror, Mo Zhiyao in mid-air did not stop the movement of his hands.

He waved his palm and swatted at the Phoenix Bell again: