"Mo Zhiyao, come down and die" The terrifying sound spread like thunder in the sky of the square, and such murderous intent made the air in this space seem to contain the smell of blood.
Mo Zhiyao smiled coldly, stepped out, and stood opposite the Nanya Demon.
"Boy, you are lucky.
The rules for selecting the elder seat are that the family represented by the first loser is eliminated.
Therefore, you will die very happily."
Nanya Yao said sadly.
"Oh, really?"
Mo Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, and the tip of his red tongue slowly slid between his lips.
"Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed.
I will make your death very painful."
"You are a sharp-tongued thing, so just use your sharp tongue.
Immediately, I will shut you up forever."
The killing intent in Nanya Yao's eyes almost condensed into substance at this moment, gushing out. .
At this moment, the other four direct disciples have also entered the arena and each has chosen someone to fight against.
"start" On the main stage, the girl gave a clear shout, which immediately completely detonated the atmosphere in the five battle circles, and at the same time caused a shocking spiritual power fluctuation.
However, it is different from the other four battle circles.
The girl's voice had just fallen, and when the eight people were still in a confrontation, the two figures on the battlefield where Mo Zhiyao and Nanya Yao were standing were like meteors, rushing out, and then they collided fiercely.
Together.
Powerful spiritual power swept out from the point where the two collided like a tide, with astonishing momentum.
"In the early stage of Shuangwen's transformation, you dare to yell at me with this little strength, Mo Zhiyao, you really don't know what I mean."
Nanya Yao's eyes were fierce, his palms stretched out, and his fingers were like knives, and he slashed hard out of the air.
Two huge spiritual light blades took shape under Nanya Yao's fingertips, then tore through the void and slashed down on Mo Zhiyao like lightning.
"War God Codex, Killing Ghosts" Mo Zhiyao's figure was shaken, and he slashed with his sword.
An arc of light, which was also condensed with pure spiritual power, slashed out and collided head-on with the two sharp light blades.
"boom" A low-pitched explosion of spiritual power resounded, and strong winds blew in the air, like a storm.
The two spiritual light blades exploded directly.
And in the explosion that filled the sky, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the Nanya Yao.
From his arms, golden and red light surged out, and the shocking roar of dragons and phoenixes was breathtaking.
The shadow of the fist flashed, bringing up a huge shadow, overwhelmingly covering the vital parts of Nanya Demon's body.
"snort" Facing such a violent attack from Mo Zhiyao, Nanya Yao snorted coldly, stretched out his palms, and the powerful spiritual power turned into a swirling vortex of power in front of him, and then fought hard with Mo Zhiyao's fist shadow all over the sky.
Regretfully together.
“Bang bang bang bang” The fists bombarded the whirlpool of power, and every time they fought, there was a deafening sound of thunder.
Those extremely ferocious collisions only made the eyelids of everyone around the square jump.
In just a few dozen breaths, the two people fought for dozens of rounds with this extremely violent attitude.
The collision was frightening.
These two people didn't do any warm-up at all.
Once they came up, they were bombarded like this.
This scene made many people look at it sideways.
Even in the other four battle circles, their eyes were attracted from time to time.
They were all a little unbelievable that Mo Zhiyao could actually confront the Nanya Demon to such an extent with his cultivation in the early stage of dual-mark transformation.
During the exchange of blows between the two, the force of the aftermath spread out, causing huge cracks to appear on the ground under the square, and rubble flying.
"Bang"
As the figures intertwined, there was another thunder-like explosion.
The two figures retreated violently from each other, and their feet left a clear trace in the void.
Standing still, both of them were breathing slightly heavy.
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Although this confrontation lasted only a short time, anyone could see the ferocity in it.
These two people were completely fighting for their lives.
"It's a pretty good power, but Mo Zhiyao, no matter how you jump around, I will take care of your life today."
Nanya Yao roared and shook his arms.
Suddenly, black spiritual power spurted out around him, turning into a huge black tornado, in which an extremely shocking and terrifying wave spread out.
"Are you going to use your skills?"
Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed slightly and he clenched his fists.
Up until this moment, the two of them had not used any techniques at all in the battle, and had only relied on their powerful physical bodies to fight against each other.
Now, Nanya Yao finally couldn't help it and used it first.
"Dead Demon Palm" The Nanya Yao roared angrily and danced with its palm prints.
The huge tornado was like a black dragon, bringing up a huge shadow and blasting towards Mo Zhiyao.
In that storm, there was an extremely violent spiritual power, and within the spiritual power, there were extremely rich fluctuations of death energy.
While the storm dragon was galloping, one could vaguely see a monster and a huge, ferocious face emerging from it, making one's heart palpitate.
The storm swept across, and a huge trench was opened on the ground by its terrifying power.
"Then let me see what's so powerful about your technique."
Mo Zhiyao laughed loudly and quickly formed a series of seals with his hands in front of him.
Then he stepped forward, and the spiritual power in his body surged.
Suddenly, a huge ferocious demonic face condensed in front of him.
"The devil cries in grief" The sharp sound waves came from the mouth of the demon face, causing the eardrums of everyone present to sting immediately.
Everyone's hearts were trembling at this moment.
On the demon face, not only is there a surge of demonic energy, but it also contains strong fluctuations of death energy.
As Mo Zhiyao's cultivation level improved, the power of his various magic skills also skyrocketed.
The huge demon face roared out, and the next moment, it collided with the strange face.
The two faces, roaring wildly, corroded each other, trying to annihilate each other.
"Boy, I don't deny that your combat power is far superior to that of the same level.
However, you are not even close to competing with me to fight to the death."
Nanya Yao laughed ferociously, and his arms trembled, only to see a stream of feces that was so rich that it was almost sticky.
The death energy poured into the monster's face crazily.
After receiving the infusion of death energy, the demonic face suddenly let out a sharp scream, expanded a bit again, and suppressed the demonic face before his eyes.
After all, Nanya Yao's level of cultivation far exceeds that of Mo Zhiyao, and the death energy that can be mobilized by half a step of five-line cultivation is definitely not comparable to that of a double-line incarnation.
But it's a pity that what he faced was not an ordinary early stage of reincarnation, but Mo Zhiyao who possessed the life-devouring swamp spirit.
"That's not necessarily true."
Mo Zhiyao sneered, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and his body trembled.
Suddenly, a huge shadow appeared behind him.
It was the ghost pattern black turtle.
The ghost-patterned black turtle's ferocious mouth opened, and a vast death energy so majestic that the sky and earth changed color spewed out like a mountain torrent.
The surging death energy was like a black torrent, roaring into the devil's face.
Suddenly, the huge demon face swelled rapidly in the eyes of countless horrified eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it overshadowed the strange face of the Nanya Demon.
"What" Nanya Yao's expression suddenly changed.
He could clearly feel that the death energy mobilized by Mo Zhiyao on the opposite side was several times more powerful than him.
"How is this possible?"
The scene in front of him made Nanya Yao's heart tremble.
He couldn't understand how Mo Zhiyao could have such vast death energy in his body.
Beyond transformation, the amount of death energy that can be contained in the body is directly proportional to one's own cultivation level.
Excessive intake will backfire on itself.
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Normally speaking, the death energy contained in a double-grained metamorphosis is completely incomparable to that of a four-grained metamorphosis.
How did the Nanya Yao know that Mo Zhiyao's body contained an original spiritual beast transformed from the Life-devouring Swamp Spirit?
"Break it for me" Mo Zhiyao roared angrily, and the demonic face suddenly raised its head to the sky and howled loudly.
Then it opened its big mouth and ate down wildly.
"Click" As the space trembled, that strange face was bitten to pieces by the demon face.
"snort" Yaoyi's face was broken, and Nanya Yao snorted suddenly, his face turned slightly pale, obviously he was affected.
A figure appeared in front of the South Cliff Demon like a ghost, and a bright golden red light rose up, like a bright sun rising from the sea.
"Code of God of War, God of Killing" A roar, like thunder, rolled across the sky.
A huge fist seal came with a violent blast that filled the sky and the earth.
The terrifying power made the body twisted with fear and showed signs of collapse.
Nanya Yao's expression was a little cold, and he could sense the terrifying power contained in that fist seal.
That kind of powerful power is enough to defeat a strong person in the middle stage of metamorphosis with three lines.
But it's a pity that he, the Nanya Demon, is much more powerful than the three-line incarnation.
Nanya Yao snorted angrily and took a step forward.
On his arms, layers of black spiritual power immediately accumulated.
On the surface of the black spiritual power, there seemed to be clusters of flames rising up.
"Get out of here" The Nanya Yao shouted angrily and punched out.
The air in front exploded, and circles of ripples spread out like a tide.
And Nanya Yao's punch hit the huge fist mark without any dodge.
"Boom" Everyone in the square could see the violent spiritual energy fluctuations rippling wildly in circles.
The space in that place was so distorted that it was almost impossible to peek into it.
The huge fist seal issued by Mo Zhiyao suddenly shattered into pieces, and finally turned into light spots all over the sky, floating down.
"Deng Deng Deng" The figure of the Nanya Demon retreated nearly ten feet in a row.
Every time the sole of its foot fell, the void beneath its feet rippled.
In the sky opposite, Mo Zhiyao looked at the South Cliff Demon with solemn eyes.
When his eyes fell on its arms, his pupils suddenly tightened.
"It's actually the power of mutated fire spirit":