After Zhong Mo was hit by the attack again, he did not adjust his tactics. He still had two flying swords floating in front of him. However, in everyone's sight, the two flying swords quickly condensed from several feet long and short, and in the blink of an eye it turned into two normal long swords the size of two normal long swords.

No one dared to underestimate these two brand new flying swords. Zhong Mo really compressed and condensed the soul power in front of them, and the power increased instead of decreasing.

Warriors all know that after warriors usually increase their strength to a certain level, they will hardly use secret techniques, virtual appearance when facing real one-on-one opponents. In many cases, they are not as good as their own explosive combat power. Now Zhong Mo uses this method, and his opponent is Ning Yue, who has successively broken through to the seventh-level virtual appearance strength realm.

Zhong Mo stood in the air at an opposite position less than ten feet away from Ning Yue, and said in a deep voice: "Your talent is good, but this cannot make you forgive after insulting the prestige of the Tianzhong Empire."

Before Ning Yue could answer, Zhong Mo took a step towards Ning Yue, and his whole body instantly turned into a stream of light, far beyond the definition of ordinary speed, as if his steps were lifting and falling, and he had already walked towards Ning Yue.

In the whole field, only Ning Yue, who was tense in his spirit, responded. When Zhong Mo flew neared him, the secret spiritual lines directly gave his brain the most direct warning reminder.

Ning Yue swung his sword and slashed forward, leaving only a shadow on the spot, which was stabbed through by Zhong Mo's flying sword, and his body teleported to the air on the other side in a blink of an eye.

Zhong Mo seemed to have eyes on his head. Another flying sword without taking action penetrated through the void. He followed Ning Yue's appearance and accurately slashed through the shadow's neck.

In a blink of an eye, the figure that was slashed by the flying slash flew away like smoke and clouds, and Ning Yue's figure emerged in the air again. Before, the only two phantoms in Zhong Mo's slash made his eyes cold and his fighting spirit continued to increase.

This is a dangerous stimulation. When walking on the road to martial arts, only such a powerful opponent can give Ning Yue such stimulation!

Under such stimulation, Ning Yue's counterattack was already unfolding while dodging.

As his first figure emerged, before Zhong Mo could continue to chase after him, several figures of Ning Yue appeared one after another in the air. The virtual appearance of the Ten Thousand Spirit Treasure Mirror was condensed from the power of the soul, and each one was exactly the same as Ning Yue in terms of appearance and soul power fluctuations.

Seeing this, Zhong Mo still looked cold. After looking around for a week, he recognized Ning Yue in the air and slashed his sword without hesitation.

However, his flying sword had not yet flashed to Ning Yue's body. Ning Yue, who was attacked, swung his sword to stab without hesitation, successfully led Zhong Mo's flying sword to the point, but was stabbed through his body by another flying sword that swirled from the air and behind him. It instantly disintegrated and turned into a fragment of soul power with powerful lethality, as if countless stars in the night sky were flashing, completely wrapping Zhong Mo.

Zhong Mo couldn't help frowning, waved his sword to protect his body, and tried to avoid the explosion of Ning Yue's clone at high speed.

But the moment he took action, Ning Yue also acted with it. Ning Yue's clone, which was imitated by the Wanling Treasure Mirror, had already surrounded Zhong Mo from all directions. After the first clone exploded, the other clones rushed into the explosion range without hesitation, just like a pile of boiling oil poured into the fire, and the clones exploded one after another. The violent explosion shocked the entire streets in the center of the city like an earthquake.

The onlookers were panicked. They had seen Zhong Mo burst into pieces and hit Ning Yue's body one after another, but they didn't expect that Ning Yue was waiting for an opportunity to fight back. After the clone was cut, the rest of the clones were led to plot against Zhong Mo like moths to the fire.

As soon as they raised their heads, they could clearly see Ning Yue's clones flying in turn. After approaching the explosion range that surrounded Zhong Mo, they detonated themselves in an instant, continuing the powerful destructive power of the explosion.

Now, the large sky centered on Zhong Mo, violent soul power continues to explode, and huge sounds spread throughout the ancient post station city. Countless warriors are flying high in the distance, visiting the battle here.

The warriors were staring at the air in a daze, but they didn't expect that Ning Yue had such endless means.

They have seen warriors who awaken divine power. The inheritance of each force always has extremely detailed records of the strong. In ancient times, there were still powerful warriors who could ascend to the divine world after all.

However, among the strong men they knew, there was no powerful warrior as young as Ning Yue, but with such combat methods.

They have never heard of anyone who can fight with Zhong Mo to this extent after he became an adult!

Ning Yuefei floated in the air, and the long sword in his hand suddenly let out a sharp roar. He knew that he was far from doing enough now. Zhong Mo, who had the eighth-level virtual strength, would definitely be fine under his attack like Zeng Du.

But his performance just started. At the moment when his strength made another breakthrough, countless memories flashed in his mind made him recognize himself.

He is not just a time traveler, he is also a warrior who seeks the ultimate martial arts.

The memories of many worlds were mixed with his own memories, which made him feel a strong fighting spirit when he faced Zhong Mo. The ordinary threat of life and death could no longer stop him from moving forward again in the martial arts way!

So today, he also wants to become famous by this, so that all the warriors in the Jiuxiao Heaven who gather here know his existence.

Ning Yue thought of this and jumped up high. Countless golden threads of divine power continued to gush out of his body, continuing to cover and protect his body, intertwined and enhanced his combat power, and then his entire body flew towards the center of the explosion of the clone.

At this moment, a sharp roar sounded in the explosion space. The chaotic soul power was like being caught by two invisible thugs and spread it apart. Two soul-powered flying swords were flying beside Zhong Mo, constantly slamming the explosion's impact air waves, and walking towards Ning like a wandering stroll.

At this time, Ning Yue had only Zhong Mo in his eyes, and the same was true in Zhong Mo's eyes. Only Ning Yue, who had brought him a lot of trouble!

The two of them looked at each other, both urging their full combat power. The sword energy instantly blocked their gaze and flashed brilliantly.

The sword light flew away, and Ning Yue could no longer count how many times he fought with Zhong Mo, but with the aura of fighting, his fire only tied with Zhong Mo.

The two of them fought each other head-on and hit each other. Ning Yue only felt a sweet throat. After all, Zhong Mo's strength was still deeper than him. He just couldn't react. Zhong Mo's long sword had pointed directly at the vital point of his throat, and it showed a fierce murderous intent for the first time!
Chapter completed!