"call out!"

Tang Jie's clasped hands suddenly parted, and the golden Buddha's light condensed in the palm of his right hand, and then shot out with a palm.

Rumble!

The bright Buddha's light condensed into a beam, spanned a distance of nearly a hundred meters, and brought about a thunderous roar, directly hitting Moro, whose body was floating in the distance.

"No!"

Moro roared angrily, and with his figure floating in the air, he could not dodge. He could only use his full strength to activate the Arhat's Demon-Subduing Technique, and a shadow of the Demon-Conquering Arhat condensed in front of him, blocking the front, hoping to withstand this blow!

"puff!"

However, the Arhat's shadow was pierced by the golden Buddha's light, and the remaining force continuously hit Moro's body, tearing his body apart and passing through.

boom!

The bright golden light flew tens of meters away again, exploded into pieces, and turned into bright golden raindrops, bright and eye-catching.

"Plop!"

At the same time, the suspended force field disappeared, and the suspended objects within a hundred meters of Tang Jie also regained their gravity and fell to the ground, including Moro. His body fell to the ground, and blood continued to flow from his mouth.

Overflowing, the blood oozing from the wound on the chest dyed the ground red.

"I... lost..."

Moro's eyes lost their luster, he... was defeated, defeated by Tang Jie, defeated by a junior.

"Won!"

Tang Jie was swaying at this moment and was a little unsteady on his feet. An extreme feeling of weakness came over his body, but he was very excited in his heart. He knew that he had won!

Tang Jie's palm penetrated Moro's heart, leaving a transparent hole in his heart. This palm even shattered his heart. Even gods could not save such an injury. Moro would definitely die.

, the outcome is determined!

Tang Jie won, but it was definitely a tragic victory.

The blow just now shattered the pure Yang golden elixir that Tang Jie had just condensed in his body, and the pure Yang childish energy poured out of him, and then he unleashed this earth-shattering blow, a blow that only happened once in his life!

At this time, Tang Jie felt exhausted and weak, and almost passed out.

"Yes... Tang Jie won! He defeated Moro!"

"That blow just now... was... what was it? Is this really a blow that a warrior can unleash?"

On the entire Songshan Mountain, everyone stared blankly at the messy scene, Tang Jie standing, and Moro falling down.

Bu Hua was in a mixed mood. Tang Jie won. This new generation of martial arts master defeated Moro, a martial arts legend who became famous a hundred years ago!

More people were amazed, shocked by Tang Jie's terrifying blow just now. Is this really the power that a warrior can unleash?

People who watched this battle from a distance were shocked and happy in their hearts. They were happy that they were lucky enough to witness this shocking battle, a battle between two top warriors. This was enough to be engraved in their souls forever.

I will never forget it until I die.

"Brother Tang!"

Tang Jie was about to fall down, but Bai Fenghua hurriedly ran over and helped Tang Jie up.

When Tang Tianhao saw this scene, he also had a heartfelt smile on his face. It was Tang Jie who won. He defeated this great martial arts master who had become famous in the Great Xia Dynasty a hundred years ago. Tang Tianhao was also very proud of Tang Jie.

And suddenly Tang Tianhao showed a hint of surprise on his face, and then shouted: "Be careful!"

Tang Tianhao saw with his own eyes a rickety figure suddenly rush out from the crowd. From his sleeve, a jet-black flying sword shot out, turning into a black phantom and striking directly at Tang Jie!

It was the skinny old man who had been lurking for a long time, his eyes full of shock and murderous intent.

He was shocked by Tang Jie's astonishing blow just now, and he was also a little scared. Fortunately, he was cautious enough and did not confront him, otherwise he might be the one lying on the ground now, but now Tang Jie's weak appearance made him frightened.

The skinny old man chose to take action without hesitation.

This is the best opportunity to kill Tang Jie. If you miss it, you may not be able to kill him!

"Step aside!"

Tang Jie was keenly aware of the crisis. He pushed Bai Fenghua away. Facing the flying sword, he mustered up the strength in his body and slapped the sword from the side.

Bang!

Tang Jie possessed the 12-level Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung with an astonishing burst of power, knocking the flying sword upside down and flying a distance of twenty or thirty meters.

But this forceful blow brought Tang Jie to his limit. He coughed out a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaking weakly. Double images appeared in front of his eyes, and his heart was filled with doubts about who he was.

Want to kill yourself?

"Immortal cultivator?" Bai Fenghua also reacted at this time. Although she didn't know who this immortal cultivator was, a folding fan appeared in Bai Fenghua's sleeve. She gathered her strength and fanned it hard.

"Boohoo!"

Several rotating wind blades whizzed towards the skinny old man and strangled him.

"How dare you take action against me when you are only in the Qi refining stage?"

The skinny old man sneered. He controlled the flying sword and rotated it, smashing the wind blades that were strangled one after another.

"Swordsmanship!"

The skinny old man blocked Bai Fenghua's attack, and then with a slight movement of his fingers, the flying swords turned into dozens of them in a flash, and headed towards Tang Jie and Bai Fenghua like raindrops.

This is a cultivator in the foundation-building stage!

"Damn it!"

"rat!"

At this moment, Bu Hua and some other people witnessed this scene and their eyes were splitting. The battle between Tang Jie and Moro was fair and just, and they were both warriors worthy of respect. However, this skinny old man took advantage of Tang Jie's danger.

Killing him with serious injuries is undoubtedly extremely despicable and makes everyone feel ashamed!

"Brother Tang!"

Bai Fenghua looked at the flying swords with a look of despair in her eyes. Tang Jie's heart was also filled with anger. The unknown old man had chosen the timing so well. At this time, Tang Jie didn't have much power at all.

With the power of counterattack, he could only watch the flying swords approaching.

"Hey, I'm no match for you in a head-to-head fight, but killing you now is as easy as crushing an ant. I can kill any great master of martial arts!" The skinny old man sneered, looking forward to seeing Tang Jie's corpse on the spot.

.

However……

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a roar like a lion sounded, shaking the world and rolling sound waves.

"Kakaka!"

The flying swords formed by mana were shattered by the shock, and the flying swords in them also moved away from the target.

It's Moro!

Moro stood up at some point. There was blood flowing through a transparent hole in his chest, but he didn't seem to notice it. Only his handsome face was cold.

"An opponent who can defeat me...cannot be killed by a despicable villain like you."

Moro, heaven and man merged into one, and his figure flashed, crossing a distance of twenty or thirty feet as if teleporting, and appeared in front of the skinny old man. He looked down at the skinny old man and said coldly.

Moro was very proud, very proud, to be able to defeat his opponent, but to die in the hands of a despicable villain like this? Moro couldn't bear it! So he chose to use his last breath to take action!

"Black-level pagoda!"

Moro's body glowed with black light, swallowing up the light and dragging the skinny old man's spirit into hell.

"No...not good!" The skinny old man was horrified. He hurriedly used his magic power and bit his tongue fiercely to stimulate himself and break away from the influence of the black-level pagoda.

And this short time is enough for a master like Moro to kill his opponent ten times!

"Arhat Subduing Demon Fist!"

The shadow of the demon-suppressing Arhat appeared behind Moro, and a pair of huge fists struck the skinny old man's body like raindrops.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

A series of punches to the flesh, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, the skinny old man's thin body flew out like a broken sack, and landed heavily on the ground.

"I...I will die at the hands of...a mere warrior?"

The skinny old man's eyes widened. All his bones and internal organs were shattered by Moro's series of heavy punches, and he breathed out unwillingly.

After all, he was still a cultivator in the foundation-building stage. He thought that he would be sure to take advantage of Tang Jie's serious injury and that he could easily kill Tang Jie and complete the commission. But in the end, he never expected that he would die in Moro.

in hands!

This scene of rabbits rising and birds falling shocked everyone, including Tang Jie himself.

Moro killed the skinny old man and strode towards Tang Jie. Bai Fenghua was a little wary when he saw this, but she could feel that there was no murderous intention in Moro, and at this time, he was really exhausted.

Not even remotely threatening.

"Cough cough cough..."

Moro walked up to Tang Jie and coughed up blood.
To be continued...