Mixed World Xeon Evil Young

Mo Ziya glanced at Mo Ziyu, but did not speak. His eyes fell on Tianjiao Ji Haotian, and his hatred burned.

"Ji Haotian, I lost to you in the trial competition. I have nothing to say! But you shouldn't have let me survive by humiliating you when you clearly could kill me. I must avenge this revenge!" Mo Zi gritted his teeth and said.

"The young master spared your life, I really don't know what to do." Jian Nu sneered.

"Save my life? Do you know what kind of life I have lived for so many years? I used to be aloof in the Mo family, but now I dare not even see anyone. Talking and laughing, this humiliation is worse than death!" Mo Ziya said harshly.

"Brother Ziya, you think too much, we still respect you very much, but you are trapped in failure and can't get out." Mo Ziyu said.

"Shut up, when did you dare to teach your brother a lesson? Don't you look down on me too?!" Mo Ziya said angrily.

Mu Tianyou couldn't help sighing beside the bronze mirror. This person must have been a proud guy with a glass heart. After being defeated, the glass heart shattered and fell into a whirlpool of madness.

"It's really my fault for you to say that, then I'll grant your wish and kill you, there's no use for a piece of trash like you to stay in this world." Ji Haotian said.

"Hahahaha! That's the attitude. What I hate the most is your arrogant attitude! Do you think you can kill me now? I have been practicing in closed doors for the past few years. I just want to wait until this moment to settle the old score with you!" Mo Ziya said harshly.

"It's a pity that you didn't bring your puppet in, so why fight me?" Ji Haotian said calmly.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Ziya's mouth: "This, don't bother you!"

Ji Haotian nodded and took a step forward, "Slave Jian, step back."

"Yes, young master." Jian Nu didn't say anything, stepped back a few steps and walked behind Ji Haotian.

Ji Haotian raised his right arm, and with a whistling sound, a flying sword came out of its sheath, turning into a blue light and surrounding Ji Haotian.

Mo Ziya snorted coldly, stretched his arms, and Xiao Hei next to Mo Ziyu let out a long roar, his stature soared, and his original height suddenly increased by more than twice, the momentum was terrifying!

"Brother Ziya, how can you control my little black?" Mo Ziyu asked with eyes widened in surprise.

"Have you forgotten who gave Xiao Hei to you?" Mo Ziya said calmly.

At this time, Xiao Hei was like an ancient giant wolf. It opened its huge mouth suddenly, and a powerful sound wave attacked Ji Haotian like circles of wheat circles integrated into a beam of sound and light waves.

The sonic attack was so concentrated that people around couldn't even hear the piercing sound, but under the circles of ripples, the entire space seemed to be torn apart by it, and the space was distorted.

The sound of wolf howling!

Ji Haotian's expression was solemn, and the flying sword lay in front of him, and eight identical flying swords formed into a circle in an instant, and they spun quickly, forming a perfectly round sword in front of Ji Haotian's body!

After the wolf howling magic sound touched the blue sword curtain, the sound beam spread out, and only then could the huge howling sound be heard. Where the sound wave passed was like a powerful hurricane, whether it was bronze or masonry, it was turned into powder.

With a calm expression, Ji Haotian stretched out his hand and pointed, and the eight flying swords merged into one place again. He slightly raised his hand, and the whistling sound of the flying swords suddenly became sharper, and the blue light around his body surged. A huge flying sword appeared in front of him. In the air, he stabbed at Mo Ziya.

The puppet black wolf roared, black light erupted all over his body, leapt up his huge body and rushed into the air, and slapped the flying sword with its sharp claws!

Mo Feng, who was standing on the side, frowned. The puppet Heilang had countless wounds on his body within a few moments of going up. The flying swords sometimes scattered and sometimes gathered, unpredictable.

He took a step forward, and instantly felt a powerful and terrifying aura lock onto himself!

"People of the Mo family, don't they even talk about the morality of duels?" Jian Nu held the hilt of his sword with one hand, looked at Mo Feng coldly and said.

Mo Feng stopped in his tracks, but one by one black bugs sneaked out from the heels of his shoes, crawling towards the darkness at an extremely fast speed.

Jian Nu frowned slightly, and said disdainfully, "Ghost tricks!"

He yanked the hilt of the sword with one hand, and the giant sword came out. Accompanied by the roar of a huge beast, a ball of piercing white light seemed to rise in the hall, almost blinding everyone!A white aurora tore through space and flew towards the ink seal at an incredible speed!

Mo Feng was shocked, and he jumped back with all his strength. Behind him, a huge three-meter-high bronze tripod was easily torn like thin paper. The straight white light continued to move forward, cutting through the walls of the hall and extending to the end of darkness.

After the white light passed, there was a straight sword mark on the ground, which almost split the entire hall!

"Kang Dang..." At this moment, the huge bronze tripod that had been neatly cut in half fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Mo Feng stood on the ground with one hand, cold sweat swirled on his back, and his heavy breathing echoed in the hall. The power of this sword could not be stopped at all. If he had been a little slower at that time, he would have been as decapitated as the huge bronze tripod. It's over!This sword slave really doesn't show his face!

He looked towards the sword slave, and saw that he was still in the posture of drawing the sword, the huge sword had been retracted into the sheath, the blue veins were exposed in the right hand that drew the sword, the skin was red, and the arm seemed to be swollen.

"If you play tricks again, you won't be so lucky next time." Jian Nu said lightly, it seemed that there was no such thing as Mo Feng in his eyes.

Mo Feng narrowed his eyes, with a cold look in his eyes, but his body did not continue to move.

On the other side, the puppet black wolf was at the end of its strength. It wanted to launch a sonic attack several times, but was forced to have no chance by the weird green sword. It could only allow itself to be wounded one after another.

From the beginning to the end, Ji Haotian just stood there quietly, with long hands, his expression was indifferent, as if what was in front of him was just a trivial matter, not a duel of life and death.

The black bugs that crawled out from behind Mo Feng's feet just now moved from the dark corner, and they slowly gathered around Ji Haotian, forming a strange formation with their bodies.

In the dark hall, some black bugs appeared, which was not something to attract attention. Ji Haotian didn't seem to notice these weird black bugs.

The black bugs crouching around Ji Haotian spat out a golden thread from their mouths and connected them end to end with other bugs, instantly forming a small formation. Their bodies glowed with golden light, and the backs of their pitch-black carapaces were unexpectedly engraved with fine runes.

The golden streamer flashed and shaped a golden cage!

The next moment, Mo Ziya, who was holding a long knife, moved, and the light of golden runes also shone on his knife. Without a moment's hindrance, he had already come to Ji Haotian's side.

The puppet black wolf is just a cannon fodder. His real trump card is here. These black worms are all puppets created by the masters of the Mohists. Experts can also be trapped for a few seconds.

The defense ability of the sword cultivator itself is not high. Although they must have the magic weapon and ability to protect themselves, if they are restrained in a very short period of time, they will be like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

A triumphant smile appeared on Mo Ziya's face. On his face with huge scars, the smile looked a little frightening. He had been preparing for this day for a long time. He wanted to kill Ji Haotian. Is his only wish!No matter what method is used, as long as he kills this person, he can regain his confidence.

However, to his displeasure, Ji Haotian didn't have a look of panic and panic on his face. His body was restrained, the flying sword was entangled by the puppet black wolf, and the cold blade had already scratched the shirt on his chest. As long as he moves forward a little further, this Tianjiao of the Taiqing faction will fall on the spot!

At this time, why isn't he afraid, why isn't he afraid, why doesn't he scream?This made Mo Ziya very upset!

Unhappy is not happy, but the movements of Mo Ziya's hands did not froze at all, and victory was just around the corner.

At this moment, he realized that something was wrong, because his golden rune knife could no longer penetrate half a point!

The tip of the knife seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, and the ink seal could not advance even a single bit even with all its strength.

"Mind power?" Mo Ziya finally discovered the abnormality, "Are you a double cultivator?!"

Ji Haotian smiled slightly and closed his eyes slightly. In an instant, a huge Sanskrit inscription appeared under his feet, bursting out into the sky with golden light, knocking all the small bugs spouting out golden threads into the air, and smashing them into black foam.

Mo Ziya's rune golden knife shattered into pieces!

Ji Haotian stretched out a finger and pressed on his shoulder, a huge force caused his entire shoulder to sink, and the surging Yuan force hit him hard like a huge hammer.

With a strange roar, Mo Ziya flew into the air with his whole body, slammed into a huge pillar fiercely, slipped down, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Ji Haotian...you..." Mo Ziya struggled to get up, but found that he couldn't use any strength.

"No matter how many times, you can't be my opponent, just give up." Ji Haotian said lightly.

"Hahahaha!" Mo Ziya laughed wildly, blood seeping out from between his teeth.

"Brother Ziya, are you alright?" Mo Ziyu asked worriedly.

Mo Ziya ignored her, and stared at Ji Haotian fiercely, like a hungry wolf, with orchid rays of light in his eyes.

"Ji Haotian, don't think you are sure to win, you know how long I have prepared for today! I will definitely kill you!" Mo Ziya said frantically.

Ji Haotian, who had always had a calm expression, frowned slightly this time. This person is really not ordinary madness. Just now, I only touched his shoulder with my finger, and it was considered to spare his life. I didn't expect him to be so ignorant.

"Hehehehe, it's so lively here, don't you mind if I come to play?" A voice that shocked Mu Tianyou came out, and he was surprised to see from the bronze mirror that the masked man Sima Shaluo came from the side door of the main hall. Walking over slowly, the mask on his face still showed a weird smile...