"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

Marquis Mo Shan was completely in a state of rage at this moment.

He took action wildly, and his two palms swung out one after another. Each finger contained a rich and cold dark power, and his every move was extremely powerful.

But no matter how powerful his attack is, he can't touch Zhao Wuyou at all, but what's the use?

As Zhao Wuyou said, his speed was too slow.

To be precise, Zhao Wuyou's speed is too fast, and he has a very high understanding of the origin of wind. He also used the three levels of illusion body secret technique. The perfect combination of speed and body skills makes Zhao Wuyou's attack extremely strange.

Mo Shanhou has completely become Zhao Wuyou's living target.

He could only allow Zhao Wuyou to use sword attacks again and again, and he could only passively defend and resist.

But while Zhao Wuyou used his sword skills, he also used extremely powerful soul attacks again and again. Fortunately, he would have been too many times, and Mo Shanhou would be uncomfortable.

"Zhao Wuyou!"

Mo Shanhou suddenly let out a stern shout, and a terrifying power suddenly burst out.

Zhao Wuyou's eyes narrowed, and his body suddenly burst out and retreated.

Standing in the void, Zhao Wuyou looked at the Moshan Hou in front of him again. He saw that Moshan Hou was emitting a large amount of dark air flows on his body. These dark air flows continued to scatter around like waves, and in the blink of an eye it filled the entire world.

The world has become completely dark.

The already powerful aura of Mo Shanhou soared to a new level at this moment.

"Zhao Wuyou, you should be grateful that you are the first to force me to use this move," Mo Shanhou said coldly.

"Is this your strongest trick?" Zhao Wuyou's face was cold. The pressure brought to him by Marquis Mo Shan at this moment was definitely not something that a mere Marquis could do.

But Zhao Wuyou was not surprised either.

As the first recognized title of marquis in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Moshan Hou is undoubtedly strong.

Although the strength that Moshan Hou had just shown was already the ultimate among the top marquis, almost the king. However, his speed was not as fast as him, so he was suppressed by his own body skills. But if this was the full strength of Moshan Hou, it would be obviously impossible.

"Zhao Wuyou, the body movement you just used should be what you got from the treasure pavilion of Qianlong Academy Palace, right?" The Mo Shan Hou covered with dark airflow was like a black demon god.

"So what?" Zhao Wuyou was cold.

"Hmph, you can get your unique skills from Qianlong Academy Palace, don't forget that I also came from Qianlong Academy Palace." Mo Shanhou's eyes were cold, "Let me see, my strongest strength!"

"Dark is coming!"

Mo Shanhou shouted softly, and the vast dark air surging, covering the entire world, forming an invisible dark prison.

Marquis Mo Shan was like the master of this dark prison. When he moved his body, he immediately burst out at a speed that was several times faster than before, and appeared in front of Zhao Wuyou.

Zhao Wuyou immediately activated his body skills, but found that his body skills were difficult to maintain the third level of illusion body in this dark prison, and even his own speed was greatly hindered.

On the other hand, Mo Shanhou's speed and body shape, and even the power of his attack, have been greatly improved.

"Is it similar to the unique skills of the field that weakens the other party and improves himself?" Zhao Wuyou was secretly shocked.

Under the cover of that dark prison, his strength was affected and weakened to a certain extent.

Especially the weakening of body movements made him unable to suppress Mo Shanhou as much as before by relying on speed and body movements.

In the dark prison, Zhao Wuyou finally had a head-on confrontation with Mo Shanhou.

Ding! Ding! Bang!

Zhao Wuyou waved the Qingwu Divine Sword, either slashing angrily or sweeping across. Each sword contained a rich source of destruction, and burst out with a power of destruction.

The Moshan Hou took action at will. The five fingers on his right hand were like five huge mountains, one after another, and the mountains were oppressing Zhao Wuyou.

Great power, heavy force!

And extremely arrogant.

It's totally about overwhelming people with strength.

If he had not used the strongest trick, that is, before this Dark Prison, the combat power of this Moshan Marquis was only the ultimate of the top marquis, almost at the level of being a king, then after using the Dark Prison, his combat power was real at the level of being a king, and he could not even be considered the weakest among kings.

Zhao Wuyou was completely crushed by Mo Shanhou.

Those fingers were crushed, and each of them put extremely heavy pressure on Zhao Wuyou.

There is no way, he is only at the level of the God Transformation Realm. Even if he can reach the peak of the second level of the Cave Heaven in terms of power power due to the secret book of the Wandao Secret. In addition, his high understanding of the power of the original source and sword intent can be completely able to fight for the top marquis, but facing the real battle power of the king, it is still difficult to compete with ordinary means alone.

Rumble~~~

A huge finger crushed towards Zhao Wuyou again. Zhao Wuyou was hit and retreated in a mess.

At this time, the dark air flow in the sky swept and wrapped around him from all directions.

"Haha~~ Zhao Wuyou, I'll send you to rest in peace!"

Mo Shanhou laughed, and the five fingers pressed towards Zhao Wuyou's head.

Zhao Wuyou's face was still cold and there was no change at all. He did not wave the Qingwu Divine Sword again, but in his other palm, a purple divine sword that was only the size of a palm appeared out of thin air.

This purple divine sword looks ordinary and has never emitted any aura.

But driven by Zhao Wuyou's thoughts... on the purple divine sword, secret patterns suddenly appeared.

call out!

The purple divine sword, the size of a palm, turned into an extremely dazzling purple light, and instantly penetrated.

The black air flow that was surging towards Zhao Wuyou was forcibly torn and pierced by this purple light. Then the purple light hit the five towering mountains transformed by Moshanhou's five fingers without any hindrance.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the five towering mountains collapsed instantly.

Even a severe pain came from Mo Shanhou’s five fingers, and his right hand couldn’t help but immediately retracted.

And the purple light just shook slightly and continued to explode towards Moshan Hou.

"What?"

Mo Shanhou looked at the purple light that was bombarding at him at an astonishing speed, and subconsciously used his unique move to resist.

But as soon as his palm collided with the purple light, the terrifying power instantly shocked his body and retreated in a panic.

"Gao, the power of a high-ranking king?"

Hou Mo Shan was full of horror, but on his way back, the dazzling purple light actually chased him again.

Zhao Wuyou, who was staying behind and driving the purple divine sword, had already gathered a vast power of the soul.

"Tu Yuan!"

boom--

He also used the mysterious technique of the Yuanshen, but Zhao Wuyou used the secret technique of killing the Yuan at this moment, and the power of the soul in his consciousness instantly consumed more than 30%!

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Chapter completed!