As soon as Mo Qianye's complicated handprints came out, the black mist in front of him immediately condensed into eight huge black mist handprints, which were lined up vertically and swatted at the oncoming blazing furnace with an aura that oppressed the sky.
Brahma Tianluo on the stage clenched her fists. It can be said that all the people of Beijin in the square held their breath at this moment and were worried about Mo Xingchen, because the aura released by Mo Qianye was too powerful. Eight black paint
With everyone stunned, Qi's handprints were photographed one after another on the blazing furnace.
It only took a blink of an eye for the White Flame King to retreat a foot and be beaten almost out of the square. The audience screamed because of the high temperature of the strange fire. The three elders of Beiming City could only use all their strength to resist this attack for the people.
Wave disaster.
When Mo Xingchen made the eight hand seals of Mo Qianye, his figure quickly shuttled to Mo Qianye's back, pulled out the sickle of life and death, and slashed hard at Mo Qianye's back.
However, Mo Qianye's armor was rich in khaki and was still covered in black mist. Mo Xingchen's three consecutive attacks were unable to break through his defense. Mo Xingchen was so anxious that he was sweating. He found that this man was too difficult to chew.
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His eyes glanced at the White Flame King, who had been forced tens of meters away by Mo Qianye, and he felt even more anxious. At this moment, the entire Yanhuo Heavenly Furnace suddenly let out a huge roar, and the entire furnace exploded, split into four, and went towards
Fall down.
The White Flame King was extremely angry and penetrated the black handprint with all his strength. With a roar, he rushed towards Mo Qianye's figure.
Mo Qianye opened his mouth and roared at the crazy White Flame King, and a black mist flew out from his mouth and sprayed towards the White Flame King.
At the same time, Mo Xingchen behind him wielded the Sickle of Life and Death and struck Mo Qianye on the forehead. He didn't believe that the two of them couldn't achieve the effect even with all their strength.
Sparks shot out, the heart of fire filled the air, and the black mist dispersed. The White Flame King's flame suddenly became sluggish, and quickly turned into a white light and shot into Mo Xingchen's body. Mo Qianye rolled back dozens of meters, with the sickle of life and death above his head.
Although the blow did not cause any damage to him, the protective armor on his body also burst.
Mo Xingchen roared, and without giving him a chance to breathe, the sickle of life and death struck out hard again.
Mo Qianye's pale face flushed, and he had obviously suffered internal injuries. He forcibly increased his strength to defeat the White Flame King, and naturally paid a high price. At this moment, he dropped to the seven-star level, and the energy consumption was huge, but the White Flame King
We can't fight anymore.
The golden fan flew out and hit the scythe of life and death. After the sound of weapons being delivered, the scythe of life and death actually exploded. The golden fan flew into the sky and split into two before falling down.
"Wow!" Everyone in the audience exclaimed, this battle was obviously the most intense.
On the other side, Long Hu and Fan Xiaolin were also fighting. Fan Xiaolin kept exploding and condensing, making Long Hu angry and roaring, but there was nothing he could do.
Mo Qianye, who was panting, finally stabilized, and faced Mo Xingchen, who looked gloomy and looked at half of the life and death sickle left, and said with a smile: "Have all the trump cards been played? It's a pity that this young master is still standing here!"
The White Flame King said weakly in Mo Xingchen's mind: "This king is in trouble, you have to rely on yourself. This guy's magic power is really powerful. It seems that only the second brother can control him."
Mo Xingchen was shocked and said, "I can't lose!" As he spoke, his eyes as deep as the sea stared at Mo Qianye.
At this moment, Mo Qianye had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his hair was disheveled, and he looked a little embarrassed. He seemed to have spent a lot of energy, and his aura seemed to have dropped to about seven stars, which was a bit lower than the seven-star medium he had at the beginning. It was obviously after improving his strength.