Discussions continued to come out.
The steps of the arena were not long. In a short time, Huan Shi and Mo Xing had already walked up the steps and boarded the arena.
Huan Shi was dressed in white clothes and holding a long sword. He looked at Mo Xing, who was wearing black clothes across from him, with a look of helplessness in his eyes. If possible, he really didn't want to fight Mo Xing to the death. He didn't want to make it difficult for Shi Yi to do it. .
But now, this is not something he can decide.
Mo Xing walked forward step by step. Every step he took was like a heavy drum beating, and there was a sound like a war drum on a battlefield.
"Today is the day you die," Mo Xing said with a cold face, and his cold voice seemed to lack any emotion that humans should have.
Huanshi shook his head gently, but the helpless look in his eyes had long since completely dissipated. He looked at Mo Xing resolutely and said, "Although you are Shiyi's brother, I still have too many concerns, but I can't let you Got my wish.
However, for the sake of Shiyi, I will spare your life. "
"You must die!" A fierce murderous aura burst out from Mo Xing's body, and the strong murderous aura spread to the entire venue in an instant.
In the venue, everyone suddenly felt that the temperature around them suddenly dropped, and a sense of coldness came from the ring, making people shiver unconsciously.
In Mo Xing's hand, the martial treasure turned into a long spear. The gun's body was as black as a demonic dragon. As the aura in his body climbed to its peak, he stabbed forward with both hands.
The spear streaked through the air rapidly, instantly piercing the surrounding air. From a distance, it turns into a bit of cold light!
In the air, waves of crisp chi chi sounds came.
A black light flashed across and appeared in front of Huanshi almost instantly. The speed was so fast that it was not until this moment that the black gun body appeared.
The sharp edge of the spear pierced out, and the spear fell like a flying dragon and snake, floating in the air.
What a fast gun!
In Huanshi's eyes, a pair of pupils shrank instinctively, the sword in his hand was slightly retracted, and then suddenly thrust forward!
A black demonic energy suddenly appeared on the long sword, like a tongue spitting out a message. The sharp sword tip pierced the tip of Mo Xing's spear, making a crisp sound, and a ball of dazzling sparks burst out. The golden light is dazzling even in the daytime.
Sparks flew out, and the two of them stepped backwards at the same time. Every time they took a step back, their feet stepped on the hard ring, as if huge rocks fell from the top of the mountain and hit the ground, and there were huge sounds. There was a muffled sound, and clear footprints were left on the ring.
After Mo Xing took six steps back, he stabilized his body. On the opposite side, Huanshi took seven steps back and swayed again before he stabilized his body.
In front of his eyes, Mo Xing flew forward again, waving his black spear, and countless gun shadows emerged, as if millions of pear blossoms were blooming in an instant, stunning, beautiful and even more deadly!
The gun shadows filled the sky, and they were as fast as lightning.
"What a fast shot!"
"His marksmanship is so exquisite!"
On the high platform, Mu Wudi looked at Mo Xing with a spear waving in surprise. There were so many contestants in the Shenhou Conference that he could not remember them all, but people like Mo Xing who were second only to them in the existence of the Ten Heavenly Kings , how could he not pay attention.
Mo Xing's martial arts can be transformed into various weapons at will. It can even be said that he is good at all of them, but he is good at them all, in other words, he is not proficient in them.
But the exquisite marksmanship performed by Mo Xing is almost comparable to that of those marksman masters!
"What an astonishing speed of progress." A look of admiration appeared in the eyes of the Six Desire Demon Dragon. He looked at Mo Xing on the stage and sighed softly: "When he first participated in the Shenhou Conference, he was just a good and interesting person. Just an opponent.
Now, if he continues to grow at this rate, I'm afraid some of us above will die. "
"He... is still far away." Gui Li sneered disdainfully, but his expression became serious.
Huanshi had just stabilized his body, and the shadows of spears that were so sharp that they seemed to be able to penetrate mountains had already landed in front of him.
Killing battlefield!
In the body of the fantasy world, boundless violent energy emerged, his eyes turned scarlet, and the whole person seemed to turn into an ancient murderous god in an instant. The strong murderous aura overflowed, his legs kicked on the ground, and his body exploded out.
"The killing battlefield is not only openable to you!"
A ferocious look flashed across Mo Xing's face, a horrifying aura of violence rose into the sky, and waves of strong murderous aura surged around like real substance. There was also a vague, as if rumored, Rakshasa, the God of Death. A shadow appears.
The second level of the killing battlefield!
Huan Shi's expression suddenly changed. He looked at Mo Xing who caught up in an instant and waved the long sword in his hand. In just a short moment, he seemed to have swung ten thousand swords.
The tip of the sword trembled rapidly, like stars, covering the entire space in front of him.
The next moment, the spear slipped away.
Mo Xing leaned forward, and his whole body seemed to become a part of the spear. Countless gun shadows merged at this moment and turned into a spear, which seemed to pierce Cangyu from nine days away and fly down.
The sword net broke open instantly.
The spear passed by, and Huanshi's shoulder was penetrated by a shot, and blood flowed like a stream.
"Senior brother..." Zheng Shiyi's heart tightened and he looked worried.
On the ring, Mo Xingqi stepped forward, the light shining on the spear in his hand. The spear transformed into two slender short swords, and he stabbed at Huanshi alternately with his left and right hands.
The sharp sword cut through the air, leaving clear cracks, and in the blink of an eye it landed in front of Huan Shi.
The black light on Huanshi's body was vibrating crazily, as if he was trembling under the sharp edge of the sword.
Suddenly, the demonic energy around his body surged, like a stream of light, surrounding him for a moment, and a strange, eerie aura enveloped his whole body.
Faintly, more runes appeared in this black light.
In his eyes, a strange red light shot out, and the two points of light seemed to be the arrival of two worlds.
Mo Xing's eyes were fixed on Huan Shi, and the sharp sword in his hand was like two streams of light, passing through Huan Shi's neck.
Huanshi's eyes suddenly widened, as if he wanted to shout loudly, but the sharp sword passed through the veins in his neck, and as bright red blood spurted out, he seemed to have no strength to even open his mouth, and he fell down. On the ground, blood instantly stained the entire ground red.
"Master...Master, have you seen it? I avenged you! My disciple avenged you with my own hands. My disciple killed Huanshi. Killed..."
A strange look suddenly appeared on Mo Xing's face. Was Huan Shi killed by him so easily? How can this be
Among the entire Shenhou Conference, I am probably the one who knows Huanshi the best. How could he be killed so easily in Huanshi!
Illusion, I have fallen into an illusory environment!
"break!"
Mo Xing suddenly raised his head, looked up to the sky and let out a roar. The Huanshi lying in a pool of blood in front of him had long since disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was a long black sword.
Sure enough, I was in an illusion!
Above the long sword, black demonic energy surged, like a tsunami crashing down. In an instant, the entire arena trembled crazily. Even outside the arena, the ground in the entire venue trembled, with waves visible to the naked eye. When it arrived, it seemed as if it was going to tear this whole world into pieces.
The sword slashed down, seemingly simple and vague, but it implied the movement of heaven and earth, integrating with the whole world, and its power was vast. Even standing far away under the ring, one could feel the terror of this sword.
On the high platform, King Lu nodded slightly, with a look of appreciation in his eyes. What he relied on before the illusion was his illusion. Although his swordsmanship was good, it was far behind compared to his illusion.
But now, his sword skills are not much inferior to Mo Xing's marksmanship.
Huanshi and Mo Xing, the two of them grew up at an astonishing speed in the Shenhou Conference, but the younger generation of the Demon Sect has accepted many good disciples.
A fierce look appeared on Mo Xing's face, and a blood-red light suddenly appeared on the two daggers in his hands. The light flowed like two streams of blood.
In an instant, in the venue, a stream of dark and violent aura converged on the sharp sword in his hand, turning into a rich black demonic aura in the blink of an eye. The aura was violent, as vast and endless as a galaxy!
Wherever the sword points, the edge is revealed!
The two short swords cut through the air, making a crisp chi chi sound, and the space was cut open as easily as crisp tissue paper.
The two daggers, like two black dragons, pierced Huanshi's chest, but ignored Huanshi's attacks!
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On the long sword of the fantasy world, the sword light surged and shot into Mo Xing's chest. It collided with the protective demonic energy on Mo Xing's chest and made a soft sound.
The next moment, the sharp sword energy penetrated Mo Xing's body-protecting demonic energy, and then the sharp sword tip penetrated.
The demonic energy is broken, muscles are torn, and bones are broken!
On the sharp tip of the long sword in Huan Shi's hand, vast demonic energy surged in, rushing straight into Mo Xing's body, raging crazily like a huge wind and huge waves.
A pale color suddenly appeared on Mo Xing's face filled with murderous intent. He endured the severe pain in his body and stabbed forward with two daggers. Two blood-red rays of light suddenly shot out, like two Like a stream of light, it fell on Huanshi in the blink of an eye, creating two cracks one foot long.
After the blow, the two of them continued to rush forward, passing each other.
Below the ring, everyone looked at the two injured people. Everyone was shocked and became more focused. Many people had shocked expressions on their faces.
"This is just the beginning of the competition, but the fight between the two is so fierce!"
"Faced with Huanshi's attack, Mo Xing refused to dodge. He would rather be seriously injured by Huanshi than hurt Huanshi!"
"What a strong murderous intent. Mo Xing's murderous intent is too strong. However, in this fight, the injuries he received were more serious than those in the fantasy world!"
Mo Xing's eyes flashed with a frightening ferocious light, and his whole body was full of murderous intent. He kept attacking Huanshi with deadly moves, completely ignoring his own defense. Even if he died, he would kill Huanshi.
In his hand, the weapon kept changing. Sometimes it turned into a long stick. When he waved it, it was so powerful that it seemed to sweep the entire arena into dust. Sometimes it turned into a sharp sword, which was light and agile, and sometimes it turned into a kind of weapon. The strange weapons looked like they were attacking at strange angles.
(End of chapter)