Qu Huan took a deep breath, and the shock on his face slowly converged, and then returned to a palpitating indifference. Raising his gaze, Qu Huan took a deep look at Mo Zhiyao, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

The strength of the dragon battle and the nine colors was really a surprise to Qu Huan. But for Mo Zhiyao, out of keen intuition, Qu Huan even sensed a sense of danger from the latter.

The palm of his hand was slowly clenched, Qu Huan looked at Mo Zhiyao, and a cold voice without the slightest emotion came out of his mouth.

"Mo Zhiyao, I admit that for the two of them, I really underestimated them. Wu Fang and Chen Xiong are not their opponents. But don't get complacent too soon. The two of them don't have qualifications worthy of my attention in front of me. As long as I kill you, nothing will change the ending. ”

When Mo Zhiyao heard this, he smiled slightly, and then his eyes suddenly became extremely fierce. "Then you have to have that ability!"

Qu Huan's eyes were extremely gloomy, and then he raised his palm and shook it a few times in front of him.

"The battle of words ends here, whether I have the ability or not, I will know. ”

"That's what I mean!"

At the same time as the two of them fell, their bodies swept out like lightning and rushed straight at each other.

Qu Huan's palm rose like a knife, and the golden aura erupted, and when the light flickered, an indescribable sharp fluctuation swept out.

"Huh!"

With a wave of Qu Huan's arm, a huge golden sword slashed through the void and slashed down towards Mo Zhiyao's head. The sharp knife power directly tore the ground below into a huge chasm. The section is smooth as a mirror, which is chilling.

Looking at the golden sword reflected in the pupils of his eyes, Mo Zhiyao's face also became extremely solemn. That sharpness, before he could get there, made him feel a tingling.

The peak of the middle of antiquity, it is really fierce.

"Bang!"

Mo Zhiyao shook the palm of his hand, and the powerful force pinched and exploded the air in his palm. Countless dragon phoenix light patterns appeared and entrenched, and then a punch blasted out.

"Bell!"

The sound of gold and iron resounded, and the sound waves all had substantial lethality, so that many people in the army behind the two sides turned pale.

"Click!"

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and the golden sword light shattered directly under Mo Zhiyao's fist, turning into countless points of light and scattering.

Seeing that the sword was crushed by Mo Zhiyao, Qu Huan's eyes flickered slightly, but his face was not reacting. On the surface of its body, there was a faint spiritual light, and the surrounding space was quietly distorted.

"Huh!"

Between the space distortions, Qu Huan stepped out, and his figure disappeared in place, as if it had penetrated the space, and ghostly appeared behind Mo Zhiyao.

After being promoted to the ancient, he has been able to break through the strong spatial barriers of the god domain with relative ease and teleport over short distances. This kind of teleportation cannot be used for long journeys, but it can be used in battle.

After revealing his figure, on Qu Huan's palm, golden light flashed, like an extremely powerful spatial blade, stabbing towards Mo Zhiyao fiercely.

"Boom!"

The astonishing power fluctuations exploded in an instant, and a noble scepter with a faint light appeared in Mo Zhiyao's palm, and then slammed into Qu Huan's palm. A harsh metallic sound, accompanied by distorted spatial ripples, spread out.

"Huh!"

The offensive was blocked, Qu Huan's body moved, the space fluctuations were distorted, and he teleported to the top of Mo Zhiyao's head again, and the ten fingers of his hands bent, popping out one after another. In an instant, countless golden light swords swept down overwhelmingly, enveloping Mo Zhiyao in it.

Those golden blades, each of which contained extremely terrifying lethality, was enough to pierce and tear the flesh of an ordinary early ancient powerhouse.

Mo Zhiyao's figure flashed out, the Demon Emperor Scepter in his hand danced like the wind, and the shadow of the scepter in the sky appeared, and the black thunder arc raged wildly, resisting all those golden swords that came from the violent slash.

After blocking those swords, Mo Zhiyao was naturally unwilling to be in a passive defense all the time, and immediately launched a counterattack. The figure suddenly disappeared in place, teleporting to the dead corner of Qu Huan's side, the Demon Emperor Scepter in his hand carried a palpitating black thunder light, and each shadow of the staff contained a terrifying power of extreme rage, shrouding the vital point of the latter's body.

"Whew!"

In the face of Mo Zhiyao's fierce counterattack, the golden aura on Qu Huan's body bloomed brightly, and in the flickering of his figure, he actually dodged away all the staff shadows that had locked on the vital points of his body. That subtle ghostly body method made Mo Zhiyao's face change slightly. This Qu Huan is worthy of being a strong man at the peak of the middle of antiquity, and his reaction speed and combat experience are quite old-fashioned.

In the sky, two figures flashed like ghosts, and in just a few dozen breaths, they fought nearly a hundred times. The attacks on each other were extremely ruthless, so fierce that the people on both sides were dizzy and shocked. Especially those Feather Divine Guards, there was an unconcealable horror in their eyes.

Qu Huan's strength, in the Feather God Temple, except for the Feather God Death, is second only to the five major god generals and several elders. It can be said that he is the best of the younger generation, and he doesn't know how many times stronger than that Yu Shaohao.

But Na Mo was far away, but it was on an equal footing with it, regardless of Xuanyuan, which made all the Yu Shenwei shocked to the point of no return.

"The strength of the Great Commander is several times stronger than before entering the Fallen Lands. Unexpectedly, he was one step ahead of the Kunling Palace Master and broke through to the early stage of antiquity. This kind of strength is enough to form a new palace and become the master of the branch palace. Similarly, on Ziwei Jun's side, General Wang also looked at Mo Zhiyao in the sky in shock, and said to Chang Hong and Zhou Jun beside him.

Chang Hong's eyes had a fiery look that could not be concealed. In fact, not only him, but all the Ziwei Army at this moment is all the same.

"With the strength of the Great Commander, in fact, he could have formed a new palace with the Kunling Palace Lord a long time ago, but the Great Commander had no intention of doing so. Chang Hong smacked his lips and said.

"Yes, the strength of the Great Commander is the first person who can be said in our Star Palace, except for a few veteran palace masters and those leaders of the Star Heavenly Army. ”

"Hey, forget it, the old palace master, if you want me to say, those commanders in the Star Heavenly Army are not necessarily the opponents of the great commanders. Zhou Jun on the side heard this, pursed his mouth, and said in a low voice.

"You said that after this realm war, the Great Commander will not be transferred from our Ziwei Palace by the Lord of the Star Palace. Even if the Grand Commander doesn't want to form a new palace, it is estimated that he will be recruited into the Star Heavenly Army and become the commander of it. ”

is also the commander, but the commander of the Star Heavenly Army is much higher than the leader of Ziwei Palace. Basically, they are all able to sit on an equal footing with the master of the divided palace.

"Well, it seems possible. Chang Hong frowned and said with a sigh. Looking at his expression, he was obviously reluctant to leave Ziwei Palace. Because Ziwei Palace was able to raise its overall strength to such a height in just one year, and faintly became the head of the Nine Great Palaces, Mo Zhiyao can be said to have contributed a lot.

Moreover, although Mo Zhiyao looks cold, he doesn't like to speak. But on weekdays, he treats the people of the Ziwei Army quite well. Not to mention anything else, just that day the Fire Spirit Python, all the soldiers of the Ziwei Army, almost everyone has a share, and it is distributed on a monthly basis. This kind of treatment, among other sub-palaces, is a good thing that you can't even think about.

In addition, Mo Zhiyao often instructs everyone.

Mo Zhiyao's cultivation is not as good as those veteran palace masters, but his experience and cultivation experience are the best in ancient and modern times. In that god burial platform, he had been carefully guided by Yue Wuxian for several months.

Often, when everyone's cultivation reached a bottleneck and it was difficult to break through, Mo Zhiyao's casual words made them enlightened, and their mouths were suddenly opened.

Therefore, in Ziwei Palace, Mo Zhiyao's status is actually above Kunling, and he is more loved by everyone. And Kun Ling himself knows this. In this regard, Kun Ling only complained a few words in private and in a joking manner, but in fact, he had no trouble.

"What kind of Qu Huan is that, it's definitely not the opponent of the Great Commander!" Zhou Jun clenched his fists and said in a deep voice.

"Alright, get ready. Wait a minute, don't miss the Grand Commander's business. Chang Hong nodded, and then said in a deep voice.

Howl!

In the sky, there was suddenly a loud dragon roar, Mo Zhiyao's body retreated, the golden red light around him bloomed dazzlingly, and countless dragon and phoenix light patterns appeared densely on the skin, and then turned into a huge phoenix winged heavenly dragon of hundreds of zhang, and directly roared and rushed away at that Qu Huan.

That phoenix-winged heavenly dragon, Mo Zhiyao was enough to urge the condensation of 500,000 dragon and phoenix light patterns. That kind of power is almost devastating. Waves of devastating fluctuations swept away like a storm, shaking in all directions.

Looking at the oncoming phoenix-winged heavenly dragon, the look in Qu Huan's eyes became extremely solemn. At this moment, he felt a sense of danger that was almost fatal.

Moreover, Qu Huan was shocked to find that the space around him seemed to be suppressed by an invisible suppression, making it impossible for him to break through the void and teleport.

In other words, he can only be tough with Mo Zhiyao's wave of offensive.

"Humph!"

Qu Huan snorted coldly, and his eyes instantly became fierce. Who's afraid of whom!

In the next moment, Qu Huan's body moved, appearing in the sky above, his hands were quickly sealed in front of him, and the vast and powerful spiritual power swept the sky and earth as a storm. Then, one of his palms rose to the sky and shook it suddenly. I saw that the space was distorted at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, a huge sword with golden light appeared and appeared.

The golden knife condensed, and the space seemed to tremble. Pitch-black spatial cracks spread out along the blade, and the scene seemed to tear the entire canopy apart.

On the body of the golden sword, there are mysterious patterns, exuding violent spiritual power fluctuations. And, in the golden light, you can see a trace of silver light emerging.

Countless shocked eyes looked at it, and then the audience was shocked. That golden giant knife was Qu Huan's law body, the heavenly sword law body!