The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

"Didn't you see the trick? After being defeated, the lightning didn't disappear, but floated around, gradually forming a thunder pool! Mo Yi was in the center of the thunder pool, just like a bird in a swamp. It was difficult to deal with it, let alone get out!"

"I didn't expect it... I thought it was the limit of Chu Tianxiao's thunder spirit, but now it seems... hey, there's no comparison."

"Now it depends on who can't hold on first... But, think about Luo Bingbai and the others before... Well, Chu Tianxiao's thunder spirit seems to be a little strange..."

Looking around the field, under Chu Tianxiao's fierce attack, Mo Yi's pair of 'wings' began to show flaws. Although the spear light swept across the lightning light, he was safe for a while, but he was like Chu Tianxiao just now, and there was still a gap in his precautions. There were still strands of lightning that drilled into his body like a venomous snake, bringing bursts of numbness, causing his movements to begin to sluggish...

What's more troublesome is that he found that his true essence was being burned! Although it was not very obvious, it would only be disadvantageous to continue to compete in endurance like this!

"Damn... you, prey, have annoyed me!"

Mo Yi snorted heavily, and then, his wings actually opened in an instant, and then, each feather glowed with blood, and with a high-pitched sound that pierced through the clouds and cracked the rocks, he flew out!

The spear followed, sweeping across the army!

All the arcs in front of him were shattered, broken, and defeated.

The blood-colored feathers and arcs perished together. Mo Yi was in a dominant position and did not bother to wipe off the blood on the corner of his mouth. He stabbed with his spear obliquely, and with a sizzling sound, he pierced the lightning in front of Chu Tianxiao. This shot seemed very awkward, even a little slow, but Chu Tianxiao, who was close at hand, could feel a trace of death in it. If he was stabbed head-on, the consequences would be disastrous!

With a thought, the Xingyue Sword had already glowed with starlight and moonlight, and the heavily spread blood-colored moonlight and countless strong sword energy with starlight instantly collided with the spear light!

Ding! ——

There was only a crisp sound, and then countless rays of light burst out, the light was brilliant and dazzling, and many people in the field felt that their eyes hurt.

"Ugh!——" After a flash of light, the dragon bone arena was already in a mess, and the hideous bone spurs everywhere showed signs of breaking, and the floating golden streams had long dissipated. The two sides in the field retreated again, and half of the mask on Mo Yi's face was broken, and the expression on his face was extremely hideous and angry!

This mask has been with Mo Yi for six years and is one of his symbols. Now it was actually shattered by Chu Tianxiao. How can he not be angry?

There seemed to be a ball of anger burning in Mo Yi's eyes. He stared at Chu Tianxiao and gritted his teeth: "Very good! You are a good prey!"

"I admit that you are qualified to be my opponent, but the more so, the more I want to... destroy you with my own hands!"

"Remember, your last battle in this Panlong decisive battle is against me. Your winning streak will stop in my hands!"

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the broken blood wings behind him glowed again. Then, his whole body flashed with golden light, and his figure changed dramatically, like a bloodthirsty evil eagle, and the dark dragon spear he held was his claws!

"Hiss!——"

A strange cry pierced through the clouds and cracked the rocks. Everyone in the field had to quickly use their power to protect the eardrums before they felt better. In this lightning moment, Mo Yi had already flown in front of Chu Tianxiao like an eagle hunting!

Above his claws, black clouds rolled, like a raging black tide, defeating everything!

With wings spread out, feathers like swords, dark spears thrust out, spear rays like blood!

At this moment, Chu Tianxiao's Xingyue sword lights failed to stop him, and the power of thunder was torn apart by Mo Yi, forcibly breaking through!

He was only a few feet away from Chu Tianxiao!

At this moment, Mo Yi's momentum was stimulated to the extreme. Although he was surrounded by arcs, his clothes were tattered, and he looked a little embarrassed, he had a complacent smile on his lips! It seemed that he could already see the scene of Chu Tianxiao being torn into pieces by himself in the next moment!

He absolutely did not believe that Chu Tianxiao's body could block his full-strength attack. Such a direct attack, even if he was a perfect marrow-washing Tongxuan realm strongman, could not block it!

Most people in the field also thought so, and Chu Tianxiao did not fight with his own body. He just glowed with starlight all over his body, and then, a broad starlight shadow suddenly appeared on the body of the Xingyue Sword, and a light and graceful long sword instantly became like a heavy blunt sword!

"Xing, Zhen, Qian, Kun!"

With a snap!

This sword, carrying all the power of Chu Tianxiao's multiple marrow washings, and all the true essence he obtained after the explosion of his Heavenly Thunder Art, rolled like the mighty Yangtze River, unstoppable, unstoppable, and unavoidable!

A sword, with its overwhelming power, hit Mo Yi's back heavily!

A violent and strange cry suddenly sounded, and then... it stopped abruptly!

Mo Yi fell heavily on the dragon bone arena. Although he quickly got up, the wings behind him had been completely shattered. When he raised his head, he vomited blood wildly with a wow, knelt on one knee, and his hair was messy. It was obvious that he was seriously injured!

Chu Tianxiao, on the other hand, just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and pointed his sword at Mo Yi!

"You said... this time, it's a battle between you and me?"

Chu Tianxiao shook his head slowly: "No, you're wrong."

"From the beginning, this was just a battle between me and Chu He."

He looked at the other end and emphasized his voice.

"This is just... a battle between me and him."

"And you, you can only be defeated by any one of us."

After the words fell, before Mo Yi could feel ashamed and angry, Chu Tianxiao swept a sword with his sword energy, and the mighty force directly knocked him out of the dragon bone arena, and his ribs broke with a click when he fell down.

Mo Yi, defeated!

…

…

Mo Yi was defeated…

Looking at the black-clothed figure who had fallen out of the arena, many people felt suffocated and speechless. If Chu He represented the "present" of the top talents in Kyoto, then Mo Yi represented their "past"…

But even he was defeated by this loser…

"The Panlong decisive battle is still the Panlong decisive battle."

Many people had this thought again, and their eyes looking at Chu Tianxiao gradually changed from amazement to admiration.

No matter what the result of his battle with Chu He was, Chu Tianxiao was now above the top talents in Kyoto and was a person who could really confront Chu He head-on…

Chu Tianxiao repeated it to that road.

"Is there anyone who can fight on this road?"

This time, Kang Qu was silent, Bai Ju was silent, Ouyang Long was silent, and even Qin Di, after a long sigh, the flame of war in his eyes was extinguished.

Many top talents who were unwilling to give up before are now silent...

There is silence in the field...

The major divine families are silent...

Mo Xiang and Wu Xiang are all silent...

Panlong Road...all the horses are silent.