"It's time for us." As soon as the deep voice fell, the black robe rose, Xuanyuan Moze condensed into a sword with his hands, and his figure swept out like the wind.
Hearing what Xuanyuan Moze said, Venerable Sique quickly stabilized his mind, and there was no time to take care of Mu Xin's situation. Seeing Xuanyuan Moze's sword attacked with Qi, his palm was in the air between his waves. It crossed the middle and brought out several palm prints. The palm prints shot out, dispelling the sword energy from Xuanyuan Moze, and at the same time leaned forward, and the fierce palm wind slammed at him with a force of deception.
"call!"
"call out!"
The palm wind changed and then turned into a fist. The fist and fist were powerful and powerful, and they approached Xuanyuan Moze with fierce and destructive moves. Xuanyuan Moze retreated while dodge, changing from offense to defense, staring deeply at his attack. , As if being forced to retreat by his fierce attack.
On the side of the stage, Wan Yan Qianhua looked at the people on the stage, looked at the battle on Feng Jiu's side, and looked at the battle on Xuanyuan Moze's side. Compared with Feng Jiu's side, Xuanyuan Moze's side looked like Being attacked can't fight back.
Not only did the Sique feel that Xuanyuan Moze was unable to fight back, even the Sixian monarch who was watching felt that Xuanyuan Moze's strength should not be enough to resist the Siques, so the original heart gradually gradually Put it down.
But when the four-queen sage pushed Xuanyuan Moze to the corner of the stage, suddenly, Xuanyuan Moze's body's aura changed, and his body instantly rotated forward, engulfing all the aura in the surrounding air, and suddenly palmed his hands. Knock out.
"call out!"
Venerable Sique is attacking step by step, and suddenly seeing Xuanyuan Moze change his attack mode, he can't help being startled, and then he withdraws his palm to condense the wind blade.
"boom!"
The two powerful forces formed by the two palm winds suddenly collided, making a loud bang, and the air flow swayed to both sides. The two figures invariably retreated a few steps, but at this moment of retreat, Xuanyuan Mo The figure of Ze flew out again like lightning, and jumped on his toes to a height, and swept down at a weird speed. The air blade formed by the spiritual power flow entrained the powerful pressure and covered it from the top, towards the four pits below. The Lord hit it.
"Hi! How is it possible!"
Venerable Sique was taken aback, how could he manage that speed?He was startled, his hands condensed spiritual energy to block it, and only listened to the loud bang, his feet on the high platform sank down, two deep footprints appeared on the platform, his whole person Also followed by a half.
Just when Venerable Sique was shocked, his hand was instantly buckled by Xuanyuan Moze, and Xuanyuan Moze who was above him turned sideways and lifted him up and threw him out heavily.
"what!"
He exclaimed, his body was thrown out and fell to the corner, and he slammed into the table. The blood in his body suddenly rolled up. When the blood squirmed, a mouthful of blood spurted out straight to his throat.
"puff!"
The blood stained the table top, and everyone on and off the stage was shocked. They all watched the scene on the stage dumbfounded.
How is this possible?That's the four missing sage!The strongest person among the peers!Actually, unexpectedly...
"Ahem!"
Sique pressed his inner shock and astonishment, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, looking at Xuanyuan Moze, who was standing up to the downfall, with a violent aura, he knew that if he didn't try his best to fight, I was afraid, this He is about to lose in World War I!