Although Mo Xing's pace avoided the hard fight with Long Zun's Thousand Hammer Strikes, the others had the illusion that Mo Xing did not seem to be dodging, but attacking, in a different way, under the fierce Thousand Hammer Strikes, steadily attacking.

Mo Xing flicked his fingers, and Long Zun's figure suddenly paused slightly, although the magnitude of this pause was so small that ordinary people could not detect it at all, but there were many people on the north and south sides who were not ordinary people, and their eyes were so sophisticated, they could see the crux of it at once.

As long as Mo Xing's fingers moved slightly, Long Zun suddenly took a step back as if he had been struck by lightning, but they were not fighting in place, but jumping around in the ring, so it would give people the illusion that Long Zun was attacking wildly.

In fact, between the dances of Mo Xing's hands, he has completely controlled the situation, no matter how powerful the thousand hammer strikes are, the accumulated power is sufficient, and it has always been suppressed, and there is no chance of counterattack at all.

Everyone on the north and south sides of the ring looked at each other, what kind of exercise is this, it can have such great power, and more importantly, this kind of exercise is simply unguardable and irresistible.

However, how could a person who was an outsider understand Long Zun's predicament at the moment, and he couldn't imagine that Mo Xing would actually have a kind of mastery that could make people's Xuan power form a short-term power outside the body.

Although Long Zun's fists were majestic, his heart was full of fear, and he didn't dare to lean on it at all.

Once the Xuan Power is separated from the body, it will dissipate quickly, but Mo Xing's exercises actually have the function of making the Xuan Power highly condensed, so that it can hurt people in the air.

Moreover, Long Zun can be sure that this kind of exercise contains the power of the gold system, because only the gold system can ensure that the power of the Xuan Force can still be maintained for a period of time after it is separated from the body.

Suddenly, there was a sudden pain in the body, and there was another strange blow between the waist and abdomen.

Although he tried his best to dodge, but in the face of such a skill that came and went without a trace, he couldn't defend at all, if it wasn't for his physique being not as strong as ordinary people, I am afraid that he would have been unable to support it at this moment.

However, after suffering so much, it is not that he has no gain, and if he does not take a beat, he is equivalent to knowing a little more about this kind of exercise, although he can't know the Xuanli Yungong route at once, but he also has a certain gain, at least not every time he can't avoid it.

Torture Commander Mo let out a long breath, a touch of color hung on the corner of his mouth, he was surprised by Long Zun's patience, but he was sure that as long as he continued to attack like this, Long Zun would be unable to bear it sooner or later.

But at this moment, he is also a little weak.

This kind of exercise was obtained by the great elder of the Mo family in the Yuntian Sect with a lot of effort, and it was passed on for his current competition.

The exercises themselves are very powerful, even if they are exercises that are practiced by the Great Martial Master Realm and even some Martial Sects, but for him, the Martial Master Realm, it is extremely difficult to perform.

If it weren't for Long Zun's strength being too strong, he wouldn't be able to use the peerless knowledge that was left for the bottom of the box.

However, since he used the last mastery he left, he would never let Long Zun feel good, even if he couldn't kill the other party, he would also abolish Long Zun's cultivation.

In this way, the hatred in his heart can be resolved.

A long roar suddenly came out of Mo Xing's mouth, and his body suddenly stood still, his hands remained unchanged, and a fierce color flashed on his face.

Then, his hands were slowly raised, and a strange power faintly emanated from his hands, and at this moment, there seemed to be an indescribable charm on his hands, which actually attracted everyone's attention.

At this moment, Long Zun's eyes in the ring were slightly condensed, and his state of mind was in an extremely delicate state.

Mo Xing's handprint hadn't changed much, but in Long Zun's heart, there was an irresistible thought, and he found it even more impossible for him to even dodge to the side.

Mo Xing's handprint seemed to claim to be in the aspect, and all the routes he escaped from had been faintly sealed, and even the qi machine was locked.

Immediately, Long Zun's suppressed desire to win suddenly erupted like a torrent.

Fight! Fight!

A few battle words floated in his heart, causing the blood vessels around his heart to boil, flowing into countless blood vessels all over his body, making the blood boiling.

His eyes were red like blood, and it was not a red dye, let alone blood flowing out, but blood vessels that were swollen from boiling blood.

If someone looks directly into Long Zun's eyes, they can find that they are no longer human eyes, they are simply crazy bullfights, but the bottom of the eyes is extremely cold and does not lose reason.

What is the most terrible person, the madman is the most terrible, and the sane madman is even more terrible than the madman.

Facing such a pair of eyes, Mo Xing's heart suddenly trembled, and a chill appeared in his heart, and he suddenly had the idea of pulling out his legs and turning around and running away.

However, this thought was quickly dispelled from his mind, he had the martial arts and combat skills that only a strong martial artist could use, how could he lose to the other party.

If anyone were to tell him, he would lose to Long Zun, it was simply the funniest joke he had ever heard.

Then, I saw Long Zun step out, and just like that, he took a step like a provocation in the face of Mo Xing's monstrous momentum like a sea.

Then, he raised his hands in the air...... A ball of light flashing with multiple colors appeared in the palm of his hand, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, a variety of colors erupted.

The raised hands were dyed with a metallic luster under the glow of the setting sun, and the huge and boiling momentum was full of the taste of fierce and bold and brutal.

From him, there was a kind of power like opening mountains and splitting stones to kill gods and Buddhas, and he was far away from Mo Xing's handprint, and he didn't retreat.

At this point, there was no sound on the north and south sides of the ring, and it seemed that only these two people in the ring were left in the sky and on the ground.

As if they had agreed with each other, the momentum on the two of them slowly climbed up, and they finally reached the end.

I don't know which one came from, or if the two of them overlapped at the same time.

Thundered!

A huge explosion came from the ring, and most of the people's ears were strongly impacted at this moment, and many people began to show bitterness and cover their ears tightly, trying to block the invasion of this sound.

The solid stone ring was as strong as iron, but the surrounding water was not spared, and one after another water arrows exploded from the bottom of the water, throwing out countless white pearl-like droplets like fountains.

All the fountain water arrows disappeared, and the ring reappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and there was only one person left in the ring with two figures on it.

"Dragon Venerable...... Victory. The elder presiding over the competition hesitated for a moment, as if he was shocked by the powerful move between Long Zun and Mo Xing, before announcing the victory of the only person left in the ring.

After Long Zun left the ring, a series of bubbles appeared in the river, and then Mo Xing's head emerged from the water.

(End of chapter)