Holding Chaos to Suppress the Heavens

In the void, Feng Yu and Mo Yu appeared at the same time, and the weapons in their hands collided and clashed, creating hot sparks.

"What kind of sword is this?"

During the confrontation, Mo Yu saw the Golden Dragon Sword in Feng Yu's hand constantly jubilating, and his eyes were shocked.

Because the Golden Dragon Sword itself had no levels, he could not tell its rank, but he could tell it had amazing power and was extremely spiritual, and his extraordinary demeanor was evident.

"A sword that can kill you."

Feng Yu answered coldly, concentrating his kingly state of mind on the Golden Dragon Sword.

The Golden Dragon Sword was instantly like a chicken with its blood injected into it. The dragon roar on the sword became louder and its power increased several times.

Click.

Mo Yu saw that the sword in his hand actually had a crack, slowly lost its spirituality, and made a painful sword chant.

His pupils dilated and his feet pointed inexplicably towards the void. Mo Yu broke free from Feng Yu like a spirit snake and kept a distance from him.

"Isn't he at the peak of the sixth level of Lingyong Realm? Why is he running away?" Feng Yu sneered with narrowed eyes.

These words instantly made Mo Yu blush.

He was a deacon of the Jinhong Sect, but when he faced a disciple, he actually had to retreat on his own initiative to maintain his own safety. If he told others about it, he would lose face.

"Don't be proud."

Mo Yu gritted his teeth and said, then took out another high-quality spiritual sword from his storage bag.

He knew that Feng Yu possessed the state of mind of a king and that his sword could do great damage. How could he not prepare a few spiritual swords in his storage bag?

"The real battle is coming next."

Mo Yu stepped on the ground with both feet, and the whole person flew into the air, like a spirit snake, spinning towards Feng Yu.

A spinning attack where the body turns into a sword.

Mo Yu is worthy of being the deacon of Jin Hong Sect. He also knows this fierce attack method.

"childish."

Feng Yu chuckled. This move was a bit troublesome for people with insufficient combat experience, but for him, solving it was as easy as drinking water.

He came out with a sword in hand, leaped into the air, and his chaotic spiritual power dispersed everywhere, transforming into dark spiritual power.

The inky black spiritual energy enveloped the entire thick earth spirit-sealing formation, blocking out the cold light of the moon.

The world suddenly lost its luster, leaving only the howling north wind, and Feng Yu's figure disappeared for a moment.

Just as Mo Yu was desperately looking for Feng Yu, a golden-black light flashed, making him break out in a cold sweat.

Feng Yu was like a king of the dark night, appearing beside him at some point in time.

With the help of the Chaos God and Demon Eye, Feng Yu can walk freely even in the darkest environment as if it were flat ground.

"die."

The Golden Dragon Sword swung out a roaring golden dragon, heading straight towards Mo Yu.

Mo Yu originally wanted to resist, but the spiritual sword in his hand was suppressed by the king's will, and he temporarily lost his means of attack.

It was too late to get the sword from the storage bag.

The golden dragon illuminated the sky and roared wildly beside Mo Yu, knocking Mo Yu to the ground and raising a cloud of dust.

The darkness dissipated and the cold light shone again.

Mo Yu was lying in a deep pit in a very miserable state, coughing up blood, with a sword mark clearly visible on his chest.

"Is this your real battle?" Feng Yu's face was full of sarcasm, and he felt relieved in his heart.

He had been tricked by Mo Yu ever since he met him, and now that Mo Yu was beaten like that, his blood was boiling.

"What method is this?"

Mo Yu slowly stood up from the deep pit, his breath weak. He really couldn't figure out how Feng Yu used that move just now.

Little did people know that Feng Yu, who was in the Lingyong Realm, could transform his chaotic spiritual power into spiritual power of all attributes, and he had many means to do so.

Just now Feng Yu transformed the chaotic spiritual power into dark spiritual power to block the light, and then used the Chaos God and Demon Eye to injure Mo Yu.

"Humph, Feng Yu, I admit that you are a genius."

Mo Yu was not at all flustered. He took out a blood-red pill from his storage bag. It was the Violence Pill.

Using the Berserk Pill can cause the spiritual power in a warrior's body to riot, thereby doubling his combat power.

However, taking it will have a huge impact on the warrior's lifespan, and in serious cases, he may even die on the spot.

After taking the berserk pill, Mo Yu's temperament gradually became more and more violent. In order to kill Feng Yu, he was determined to give it his all.

"Oh, old man, are you really going to die?"

Feng Yu gradually became serious about Mo Yu. After taking the violent pill, Mo Yu's attack was absolutely desperate.

Sure enough, Mo Yu took action the next moment.

Thousands of sword energy shadows were thrown towards Feng Yu like divine weapons sent from heaven.

Bathed in the sword energy, Mo Yu's eyes turned bloodshot. He came in front of Feng Yu and punched him.

"Block it for me."

Veins popped up on his body, and the Golden Dragon Sword roared as it faced Mo Yu's fist.

Bang.

The Golden Dragon Sword collided with Mo Yu's fist, leaving a deep bloody mark on Mo Yu's fist.

But Mo Yu didn't care at all. He used both hands to suppress the Golden Dragon Sword.

"Hurry up and take action." Mo Yu shouted.

The next moment, a sharp sword suddenly emerged from the ground.

This sword was a short sword, only as long as a human forearm, but it emitted a murderous cold light and went straight towards Feng Yu's heart.

A killer in black immediately appeared, following closely behind the dagger, releasing a murderous aura.

Feng Yu's pupils dilated. Facing the dagger, he wanted to escape, but was suppressed by Mo Yu.

This killer has been hiding here since the beginning.

If he had not been hiding here from the beginning, there was no way he would have been able to pass through the Thick Earth Soul Sealing Array and come in.

Mo Yu is very good at calculating.

But am I so easy to kill?

He is waiting for an opportunity.

ten meters.

five meters.

It's now.

The Chaos Sword Root in Feng Yu's body was spinning frantically, and the power of space was surging continuously. Based on the direction of the dagger's attack, he found the location of the black-clothed killer's spiritual root.

Jin Yuan sword stabbed.

The Chaos Sword Root suddenly emitted a roaring dragon, headed for the location of the spiritual root in the black-clothed killer's body, and bit down.

With his own spiritual roots destroyed, the black-clad killer quickly shrank like a deflated ball and lost all his cultivation.

What will be the fate of the black-clad killer who loses all his skills?

It was torn to pieces in an instant by the sword energy of Feng Yu and Mo Yu.

"Did you see a ghost?"

Mo Yu, who was in a violent state, had his pupils shrank slightly, and couldn't understand how the black-clad killer died.

Taking advantage of Mo Yu's distraction, Feng Yu's arms became throbbing with veins and he successfully broke free from Mo Yu.

But the next moment, the thousands of sword energies emitted by Mo Yu arrived.

Feng Yu was hit by thousands of sword energies, causing a cloud of dust to fly.

"do you died?"

The medicinal properties of the violent pill gradually dissipated, and Mo Yu knelt on the ground with a look of confusion on his face.

"I let you down."

The next moment, a palm print came from nowhere and smashed Mo Yu into a pulp.

Mo Yu, who was in a weak state, was definitely unable to withstand Feng Yu's attack and died.

The dust gradually dispersed.

Feng Yu was seen half-kneeling on the ground, his breath weak, with several small holes on his body and blood flowing out.

This was the first time he had been injured so seriously.

If he didn't have the divine and demon bones, Mo Yu's attack just now would have really killed him.