"It's our turn." As the low voice fell, the black robe fluttered, Xuanyuan Moze condensed his hand into a sword, and his figure swept out like the wind.
Hearing Xuanyuan Moze's words, Venerable Sique quickly calmed his mind and had no time to care about the situation on Mu Xin's side. Seeing Xuanyuan Moze attacking with a sword condensed from energy, he waved his hand, and his palm passed through the air, leaving several palm prints. The palm prints struck out and dispersed the sword energy attacking from Xuanyuan Moze. At the same time, he leaned forward and the fierce palm wind hit him with a force that was impossible to cover his ears.
"call!"
"call out!"
The palm wind changed and transformed into a fist, each punch was powerful with hidden strength, and each move was sharp and lethal, heading straight for Xuanyuan Moze. Xuanyuan Moze dodged and retreated, changing from offense to defense, staring at his attacks with deep eyes, as if he was forced to retreat by his fierce attack.
On the other side of the stage, Wanyan Qianhua looked at the people on the stage, looked at the fight on Fengjiu's side, and then looked at the fight on Xuanyuan Moze's side. Compared to Fengjiu's side, Xuanyuan Moze's side seemed to be attacked and unable to fight back.
Not only did the Four Defects feel that Xuanyuan Moze was unable to fight back, even the Four Immortal Lords who were watching also felt that Xuanyuan Moze's strength was not enough to confront the Four Defects. Therefore, they gradually let go of the worries that had been hanging in their stomachs.
But just when Venerable Sique forced Xuanyuan Moze to the corner of the stage, suddenly, the aura around Xuanyuan Moze changed, and his body instantly spun forward, drawing in all the aura in the surrounding air, and suddenly struck out with a palm.
"call out!"
Venerable Sique was attacking step by step, when he suddenly saw Xuanyuan Moze change his attack method. He was startled and stepped back violently, condensing a wind blade in his palm and striking out.
"Bang!"
The two powerful forces formed by the two palm winds suddenly collided with each other, making a loud bang, and the airflow spread to both sides. The figures of the two people also took a few steps back at the same time, but at the moment of retreat, Xuanyuan Moze's figure rushed out again like lightning, jumped to a high place with a tip of his toes, and rushed down at a weird speed. The air blade formed by the spiritual energy airflow covered down from above with a powerful pressure, and hit the Four Defective Venerables below.
"Hiss! How is it possible!"
Venerable Sique was shocked. How could he do it at such a speed? He was shocked and gathered his spiritual energy with both hands to block it upwards. There was a loud bang and his feet standing on the platform sank down. Two deep footprints appeared on the platform, and he became half shorter.
Just when Venerable Sique was startled, his hand was instantly grabbed by Xuanyuan Moze, who flipped sideways, lifted him up and threw him out heavily.
"ah!"
He screamed, his body was thrown out and fell in the corner, hitting the table heavily. The blood in his body suddenly rolled up, and as the blood rushed, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat.
"puff!"
The blood dyed the stage red, and everyone on and off the stage was shocked. They stared at the scene on the stage in amazement.
How is this possible? He is the Fourth Venerable! The most powerful of his peers! How could he…
“Ahem!”
Si Que suppressed his shock and horror, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, looking at Xuanyuan Moze who was standing there with a fierce and imposing aura, he knew that if he didn't fight with all his strength, he would probably lose this battle!