A series of discussions kept coming out.

The steps in the arena were not long, and in a short while, Huan Shi and Mo Xing had already walked through the steps and climbed onto the arena.

Huanshi was wearing a white dress, holding a long sword in his hand, looking at Mo Xing, who was wearing a black dress opposite, and a helpless look appeared in his eyes. If he could, he really didn't want to fight Mo Xing's life and death, and he didn't want to make it difficult for Shi Yi to do it.

But now, this is not something he can decide.

Walking silently step by step, every step forward, it is like a heavy drum beat falling, and sounds are heard like a war drum sound on the battlefield.

"Today is your death," Mo Xing spoke with a cold face, his voice cold, and his voice seemed to have no feelings that humans should have.

Huanshi shook his head gently, but the helpless look in his eyes had already completely disappeared. He looked at Mo Xing with resolute eyes: "Although you are the brother of Ten Wings, I still have too much concern, but I can't let you get what you want.

However, for the sake of Ten Wings, I will save your life."

"You will die!" In Moxing's body, a fierce murderous aura emerged, and a strong murderous aura spread, spreading to the entire venue in an instant.

In the venue, everyone suddenly felt the temperature around them drop suddenly, and a cold feeling came from the ring, making people shudder unconsciously.

In Moxing's hand, Wu Bao turned into a spear, and the gun body was pitch black like a demon dragon. As the breath in his body climbed to the top, he suddenly stabbed forward with his hands.

The spear swiftly through the air, instantly piercing through the air around it. From a distance, it turned into a little cold light!

In the air, bursts of crisp hissing sound came.

A little black light flashed past and appeared in front of the fantasy world almost instantly. It was so fast that the black gun body only appeared at this moment.

The sharp edge of the spear was revealed, and the spear fell like a dragon and a snake flying, with a glimpse of the light.

What a fast gun!

In the eyes of Fantasy World, a pair of pupils instinctively shrank, the sharp sword in his hand slightly retracted, and then suddenly stabbed forward!

A black demonic energy suddenly appeared on the long sword, just like sticking out his tongue and spitting out his letter. The sharp sword tip pierced directly on the tip of the Moxing spear, making a clanging sound, and a dazzling spark burst out, and the golden light was very dazzling even in the sun.

Sparks flew out, and the two of them retreated toward the rear at the same time. Every time they took a step back, they stepped on the hard ring, as if a huge rock fell from the top of the mountain and hit the ground. There were loud muffled sounds, and clear footprints were taken on the ring.

After Moxing took six steps in a row, he stabilized his body. However, Fantasy took seven steps in a row, and his body shook for a while before he stabilized his body.

In front of him, Mo Xing had already rushed forward again, and the black spear swung, and countless gun shadows appeared, as if millions of pear blossoms were blooming in an instant, stunning, and even more fatal!

The gun shadows are everywhere, faster than lightning.

"What a quick marksman!"

"His shooting skills are so exquisite!"

On the high platform, Mu Wudi looked at Mo Xing, who was waving his spear in surprise. He could not remember all the contestants at the Divine Marquis Conference, but how could he not pay attention to Mo Xing, who was second only to their Ten Heavenly Kings?

The martial treasures that you move in silently can change at will, into various weapons, and can even be said to be good at all, but in other words, they are not proficient in them.

The exquisite marksmanship that Ke Mo Xing cast is almost comparable to those masters of marksmanship!

"What an amazing speed of progress." A look of appreciation appeared in the eyes of the Six Desire Demon Dragon. He looked at Mo Xing on the ring and sighed softly: "When he just attended the Divine Marquis Conference, he was just a nice and interesting opponent.

Now, if he continues to grow at this speed, I am afraid that some of us will go down.”

"He... is still far from it." Gui Li sneered disdainfully, but his expression became solemn.

Fantasy world had just stabilized its body, and the sharp shadows of guns that seemed to be able to penetrate the mountains had already landed in front of him.

Killing battle realm!

In the body of the Illusion World, boundless aura emerged, his eyes turned scarlet, and his whole person seemed to turn into an ancient god of killing in an instant. He had a strong murderous aura everywhere, and his legs kicked on the ground, and his body retreated.

"The killing battle realm is not only open!"

A ferocious look flashed across Mo Xing's face, and a horrifying aura soared into the sky. A stream of murderous aura stormed around like a substance, and a vague shadow of the god of death, Rakshasa appeared in the rumor.

The second level of the Killing War Realm!

The face of Fantasy World suddenly changed. Looking at Mo Xing who had chased after him in a flash, the long sword in his hand was swinging repeatedly. In a short moment, it seemed that he had waved ten thousand swords.

The tip of the sword trembled rapidly, like stars, covering all the space in front of him.

The next moment, the spear slid down.

Mo Xing leaned forward, and his whole body seemed to have become part of the spear. Countless gun shadows merged at this moment and turned into a spear, as if they were piercing Cangyu from the nine heavens and falling down.

The sword net was broken instantly.

The spear passed by, and the shoulder of Fantasy World was penetrated by a gun, and blood flowed like a stream.

"Senior Brother..." Zheng Shiyi's heart tightened and his face showed a look of worry.

On the ring, Mo Xingjiui was in front of his body, and the light shone on the spear in his hand. The spear turned into two slender short swords, and his hands were left and right, stabbing towards the Fantasy World alternately.

The sharp sword cut through the air, drawing clear cracks, and in a blink of an eye it fell to the illusion world.

The black light on the body of Fantasy World was shaking wildly, as if it was trembling under the sharp aura of this sharp sword.

Suddenly, the demonic energy around his body surged, just like a stream of light, surrounding him in an instant, with a strange and sublime breath wrapping his whole body.

A faintly, runes appeared in the black light.

A strange red light shot out from his eyes, two lights seemed to be coming from two worlds.

Mo Xing stared at Huanshi with his eyes tightly, and the sharp sword in his hand was like two streams of light, passing through Huanshi's neck.

Huan Shi suddenly widened his eyes, as if he wanted to shout loudly, but the sharp sword passed by, penetrated the blue veins on his neck, and the bright red blood spurted out. He seemed to have no strength to open his mouth, and fell to the ground, and the blood instantly dyed the entire ground red.

"Master... Master, have you seen it? I've avenged you! The disciple avenged you with his own hands. The disciple killed Huanshi. Kill..."

A strange look suddenly appeared on Moxing's face. I was killed by himself so simply in Fantasy World? How is this possible?

During the entire Divine Marquis Conference, I am afraid that I am the one who knows the most about the fantasy world. How could he be so easily killed in the fantasy world!

Illusion, I was caught in the environment of the fantasy world!

"break!"

Mo Xing suddenly looked up and roared to the sky. The fantasy world lying in a pool of blood in front of him had long disappeared, but what appeared in front of him was a pitch-black sword.

Sure enough, I was hit by the illusion!

Above the long sword, the black demonic energy surged violently, like a tsunami. In an instant, the entire ring trembled wildly, and even outside the ring, the entire venue trembled, and waves visible to the naked eye came in agitation, as if they were to tear the world apart.

The sword slashed down, which seemed simple and unpretentious, but it implies the movement of heaven and earth, and merged with the entire heaven and earth. Its power is vast. Even if you stand in the arena from afar, you can feel the horror of this sword.

On the high platform, King Lu nodded slightly, and a look of appreciation appeared in his eyes. What he had relied on before was his illusion. Although his swordsmanship was good, he was far inferior to his illusion.

But now, his sword technique is not much inferior to Moxing's marksmanship.

Huanshi and Moxing, the two of them, grew up at an amazing speed in the Divine Marquis Conference, but the younger generation of the Demon Cult has accepted many good disciples.

A fierce look appeared on Mo Xing's face, and a blood-red light suddenly appeared on the two short swords in his hand, and the light flowed, like two blood flowing.

In an instant, in the venue, a stream of dark and violent aura gathered on the sharp sword in his hand, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a rich black demonic aura. The aura was violent, as vast as a galaxy, endless!

The sharpness of the sword is revealed!

Two short swords slashed through the air, making a crisp hissing sound, and the space was easily cut open like a crisp thin paper.

The two short swords, like two black dragons, pierced directly into Huanshi's chest, but ignored the attack on Huanshi's fall!

laugh……

Above the long sword of the Fantasy World, the sword light surged and shot into Mo Xing's chest, colliding with the body-protecting demonic energy on Mo Xing's chest, making a slight sound.

The next moment, the sharp sword energy penetrated Mo Xing's body-protecting demonic energy, and then the sharp sword tip pierced.

The demonic energy breaks, the muscles tear, and the bones break!

On the sharp tip of the sword in Fantasy World's hand, a vast demonic energy surged in and rushed into Mo Xing's body, raging like a strong wind and wave.

A pale color suddenly appeared on Moxing's face, full of murderous intent. He endured the severe pain from his body, and two short swords stabbed forward, and two blood-red lights suddenly burst out, like two streams of light. In a blink of an eye, it had already shot down on the body of the Immortal World, marking two cracks about one foot long.

After one blow, the two continued to rush forward and passed by each other.

Below the ring, everyone looked at the injured two people, and they were shocked and became more focused, and many people showed shock.

"This is just the beginning of the competition, and the two of them are fighting so fiercely!"

"When Mo Xing faced the attack of the Fantasy World, he did not avoid or dodge. He would rather be seriously injured by the Fantasy World, even to hurt the Fantasy World!"

"What a strong murderous aura, Mo Xing's murderous aura is really too strong. However, this time, he suffered more injuries than Fantasy World!"

Mo Xing's eyes flashed with a terrifying fierce light, and his whole body was full of murderous aura, constantly attacking the Fantasy World, and his moves were fatal. He ignored his own defenses and even if he died, he would kill Fantasy World.
Chapter completed!