Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

As soon as Mo Qianye's complicated handprints came out, the black mist in front of him immediately condensed into eight huge black mist handprints, lined up vertically, and slapped at the impacting Yanhuotian furnace with the breath of oppressing the sky.

Fan Tianluo on the stage clenched her fists tightly. It can be said that all the people of Beijin Kingdom in the entire square held their breath at this moment, worried for Mo Xingchen, because the breath released by Mo Qianye was too powerful, and the eight black lacquered While everyone was stunned, Qi's handprints were continuously slapped on the Yanhuotian furnace one by one.

It took only a blink of an eye for King Baiyan to retreat from the distance of one foot to being beaten to the point of leaving the square. The audience screamed miserably because of the high temperature of the strange fire. wave disaster.

When Mo Qianye's eight handprints were printed, Mo Xingchen's figure quickly shuttled behind Mo Qianye's back, and the sickle of life and death was thrown out, slashing fiercely at Mo Qianye's back.

But the battle armor on Mo Qianye's body was rich in khaki, and it was still covered with black mist at the moment. Mo Xingchen couldn't break through his defense with three consecutive blows, which made Mo Xingchen so anxious that he was also sweating, and found that this man was really too difficult to chew up.

His gaze caught sight of King Bai Yan, who had already been forced tens of meters away by Mo Qianye, and his heart was even more anxious. At this moment, the entire Yanhuo Tian Furnace suddenly made a huge roar, and the entire furnace burst, split into four, and drop down.

King Bai Yan was extremely angry, he tried his best to penetrate into the black handprint, roared, and rushed towards Mo Qianye's figure.

Mo Qianye opened his mouth to roar at the crazy Baiyan King, and a jet of black mist flew out of his mouth and sprayed towards Bai Yanwang.

At the same time, Mo Xingchen slashed Mo Qianye's forehead with his scythe of life and death. He didn't believe that both of them could not achieve results with all their attacks.

Sparks shot out, the heart of fire filled, the black mist dissipated, the flame of the White Flame King fell into a slump all of a sudden, it quickly turned into a white light and shot into Mo Xingchen's body, while Mo Qianye rolled back dozens of meters, with the sickle of life and death on his head Although his blow didn't cause him any damage, the protective armor on his body also burst.

Mo Xingchen roared, not giving him a chance to catch his breath, and the life and death scythe was slapped out fiercely again.

Mo Qianye's pale face flushed red, obviously he had suffered an internal injury, he forcibly increased his strength to defeat the White Flame King, and naturally he paid a big price. At this moment, he fell to the seven-star level and consumed a lot of energy, but the White Flame King Can no longer fight.

The golden fan flew out and hit the sickle of life and death. After the sound of weapons delivery, the sickle of life and death burst open, and the golden fan flew into the sky, split into two and fell down.

"Wow!" The audience exclaimed, this battle was obviously the most intense.

On the other side, Longhu and Fan Xiaolin were also fighting all the time, and Fan Xiaolin was constantly bursting and condensing, which made Longhu roar in anger, but there was nothing he could do.

Mo Qianye, who was out of breath, finally calmed down, and sneered at Mo Xingchen, who looked gloomy and saw that the scythe of life and death was only half left: "The cards are out? It's a pity that the young master is still standing here!"

Bai Yanwang said weakly in Mo Xingchen's mind: "This king can't do it anymore, you have to rely on yourself, this guy's magic skills are really powerful, it seems that only the second brother can restrain him."

After a shock in his heart, Mo Xingchen said, "I can't lose!" While speaking, his eyes as deep as the sea were fixed on Mo Qianye.

At this moment, Mo Qianye already had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his hair was disheveled, and he looked a little embarrassed. It seemed that he had consumed a lot of energy, and his aura seemed to have dropped to around seven stars, which was a bit lower than the seven stars he had just started, obviously after improving his strength. sequelae.