I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

"Who are you, sir? Do you really want to go against my Maha Ancient Clan?"

After seeing the strength of Mo Yu and Zi Yan, Mahalie's expression changed slightly. He then looked at Mo Yu and said in a serious voice.

Neither Mo Yu nor Zi Yan are ordinary supreme beings. There must be a great background behind these two.

"The Maha Ancient Tribe? Are they so great? This alone cannot intimidate me."

If others faced the Maha ancient tribe, they would certainly be terrified, but Mo Yu, who had seen many storms, would not be afraid of anything.

Mo Yu smiled faintly at Mahale, and then lightly swung out a palm.

Although this palm seemed powerless, for some reason, Mahalie felt a chill from the bottom of his heart, and the black and white light in his body burst out at this moment.

Amidst the swirling black and white light, a set of spiritual armor was actually condensed on the surface of the body. The armor was black and white all over, and it looked crystal clear and fragile, but its defensive power was extremely strong.

Of course, in Mo Yu's eyes, this kind of strength is not indestructible.

Although he now only has the strength of a late spiritual level, and the one in front of him is a middle-level immortal level, compared with the middle-level immortal level people like Huang Yin, this Mahalie is much more ordinary.

Even Huang Yin was defeated by him, so what kind of trouble can this Mahalie come up with?

"Oh!"

The light palm suddenly became violent when it was about to approach Futu Lie's chest.

Golden thunder spread out from the palm of his hand, and then fell heavily on the black and white armor on the surface of Mahale's body. A powerful force of thunder surged out like a flood!

"Crack!"

In the midst of such a powerful surge of thunder and lightning, the sturdy black and white armor did not provide much protection.

With one palm, the cracks spread, and finally exploded with a bang!

"Pfft!"

The black and white armor shattered, Mahale's face turned pale in an instant, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body retreated rapidly.

As he retreated, Mahalie's face became ferocious. With red eyes, he looked at the other two Mahal Clan elders and roared, "Elder Ming, after a quick victory, join me in surrounding and killing this man!"

On another battlefield, the old man from the Mahagu tribe who was besieging Xiao Yan changed his expression when he heard this. He obviously didn't expect that Maha Lie, who was in the middle stage of the Immortal Realm, would be suppressed so badly by the mysterious silver-eyed man.

However, things had come to this point, so he could only grit his teeth, wave his arm, and said solemnly to the dozens of elite members of the Maha Ancient Clan behind him: "Follow me, kill Xiao Yan at all costs!"

Upon hearing this, dozens of members of the Mahagu tribe looked at Mo Yu in the air with horror, and then turned to another battle circle in the valley.

Elder Mahashuang there was already struggling under Zi Yan's attack and had no energy to pay attention to the changes around him.

"Don't take action yet!"

While these powerful Mahagu clan members were hesitating, Mahaming shouted loudly. Hearing his shout, many powerful Mahagu clan members shuddered and then responded respectfully.

……

"If I were you, I would lead my men away wisely instead of getting entangled with us here." On the other side, Mo Yu glanced at the battlefield where Zi Yan and Xiao Yan were, then looked at Maha Lie and said lightly.

"Hmph, you dare to look down on my Mahagu clan like this? Do you really think that I can't do anything to you?" Mahalie said with his eyes suddenly cold when he heard this.

As soon as he finished speaking, astonishing black and white light slowly burst out from Mahale's body. At the tips of his ten fingers, the black and white light condensed and then turned into ten sharp black and white spiritual thorns.

At this moment, wisps of blazing black flames suddenly shot out from the ten black and white spiritual thorns. Under the influence of these black flames, the black and white spiritual thorns emitted extremely terrifying fluctuations.

This black flame is actually an early stage immortal flame.

"Let me see what kind of confidence you have to dare to challenge my Maha Ancient Clan!"

Mahalie smiled grimly, stepped on the void, and his body turned into a flash of lightning, carrying the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, and shot straight towards Mo Yu.

Looking at the violently approaching Mahalie, Mo Yu shook his head slightly. A mid-stage immortal was no longer a threat to him now.

boom!

Mahalie appeared in front of Mo Yu in a flash, with a vicious look in his eyes. His fist, covered with sharp black and white fire spikes, fell directly and fiercely on Mo Yu's chest.

In the silver pupils, a fist with flaming spikes suddenly came, but Mo Yu raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and spread out his palms. Golden and silver thunder, accompanied by a squeaking sound, slowly surged out.

laugh!

The fist covered with fire spikes hit Mo Yu's palm with great precision, but the fire spikes on it were annihilated in an instant!

Even the astonishing black flames contained in the fist seemed to have met their nemesis at this moment and quickly dissipated.

Without the support of the black flame, the power of Mahalie's punch suddenly dropped sharply, and even Mo Yu's body was not pushed back a step.

"The supreme immortal of the ancient Mahā clan is actually so unbearable."

His palm was like a pair of pliers, firmly grasping Mahale's fist. Mo Yu shook his head slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Because of the Heavenly Saint Ancestral Thunder and the Ten Thousand Dragon God-Slaying Thunder, he was almost completely immune to the black flames that posed a threat even to the Celestial Supreme.

Seeing that his attack was blocked so easily by Mo Yu, a look of disbelief appeared in Mahalie's eyes.

When he saw the golden and silver lightning swirling in Mo Yu's palm, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he screamed, "Thunder of the middle stage of the Immortal Grade?"

"bingo"

Mo Yu smiled slightly. After fusing the Heavenly Saint Ancestral Thunder, the Ten Thousand Dragons God-killing Thunder and many other thunders, the thunder in Mo Yu's palm was comparable to a mid-stage immortal spiritual object, and was one level higher than Mahalie's black flame!

The next moment, Mo Yu clenched his five fingers into a fist, and then shook his arm!

"Immortal Thunder Fist!"

A punch hit Mahale's fist hard, and an astonishing force, mixed with extremely violent thunder energy, rushed into Mahale's body like lightning!

Under the ravages of thunder comparable to that of a mid-stage immortal, Mahalie had almost no power to resist at all. With a squeaking sound, the spiritual power in his body fled in a panic.

"Pfft!"

The spiritual power in his body was running wild, causing Mahalie to spit out a mouthful of blood. He then gritted his teeth and desperately urged all the spiritual power in his body, and then quickly condensed it on his arm!

As more and more black and white spiritual power gathered, Mahali's arms turned black and white. In an instant, all the spiritual power in Mahali seemed to be gathered in his right arm, like a boundless ocean, emitting terrifying power.

"Maha-Imitate Arms!"

Mahale's face flushed red, and a low roar burst out from his throat!

As the roar was heard, Mahalie's spiritual power suddenly surged, and the strength in his arms also increased exponentially!

"Damn it, take my punch!"

Mahale's eyes were filled with crazy murderous intent, he laughed angrily, and then punched out!

A punch was thrown, and the air around it was like firecrackers, exploding continuously. With such a loud noise, even if an immortal in the early stage was hit by such a punch, he would be seriously injured if not killed.

Astonishing gusts of wind came towards him, but Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged. Golden and silver lightning burst out from his body like a volcano, and then gathered on his right fist like lightning, and punched out!

In an instant, the golden and silver thunder fist slammed heavily into Mahale's black and white arm!

When the two collided, the air waves spread out in a circular shape, and the surrounding boulders in the valley cracked and cracked.

This collision lasted only for a moment, and then Mahalie discovered with horror that the strength in the opponent's arm suddenly increased.

"Pfft!"

The force that surged again suppressed Mahalie's Mahamirajnaparamita arm instantly.

Under such a heavy blow, Mahale's face turned pale, and he retreated rapidly, finally crashing heavily into a huge rock.

A mouthful of blood spurted out with a puff. He raised his head, his face full of horror.

Mahalie found it hard to imagine that a spiritual-grade Heavenly Supreme could actually unleash such terrifying combat power.