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High in the sky, Mao Wudao's forehead was filled with sweat, and his eyebrows were full of shock.

If he hadn't used the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram in time to defend against Ling Chen's move, otherwise the power and momentum of that move might have wounded him.

This Tai Chi Eight Diagrams is his final move, he did not expect to display it within 3 minutes of the start of the battle.

Ling Chen's strength made him a little dumbfounded.

"As expected of being the youngest heavenly warrior in history, this martial skill and power are truly worthy of his reputation." Mao Wudao stared at Ling Chen and sighed.

From the very beginning, he never underestimated Ling Chen, and always regarded him as an enemy of life and death. Even so, he was still slightly shocked by Ling Chen's revealed strength.

Any martial skill can smash the long snake of evil spirit he created, and he can change his mind halfway and attack from another position, such a wonderful method, even he can't do it.

"I have more powerful moves, the premise is that you can force me to use them." Ling Chen said slowly without changing his expression.

He just used a small fire escape, and seeing Mao Wudao struggling to defend, if he used a stronger move, the opponent probably wouldn't even have room for a backhand.

What's more, Mao Wudao's momentum obviously dropped a bit after performing the Gate of Judgment, Evil Qi Technique and Tai Chi Eight Diagrams in succession, and he was sweating profusely.

Obviously, these moves consumed a lot of his mana.

After all, spells are spells, and compared with martial arts, there is still a gap.

Mao Wudao took a deep breath, and said sternly: "I, Mao Wudao, have been in the magic world for so many years, how could I have earned my name in vain?"

Between the words, a sense of arrogance swirled up and danced around him, as if approaching the heavens.

The powerful magic power is like a rushing river, surging and turbulent.

"Master Lingxian, if you can accept my strongest move, today, you will win!"

A gleam of red light flashed in Mao Wudao's eyes, his thumbs overlapped, right thumb on top.

"Child mouse."

The simple and confused words echoed around, and a suffocation could be seen rushing out of Mao Wudao, turning into an imaginary mouse.

With his right hand horizontal and his left vertical, Mao Wudao said, "Ugly Cow."

Another wave of evil spirit flew out, turning into an illusory bull.

"Yin Tiger."

"Mao Rabbit."

One after another, the vast loud voices fell one after another. At the end of the recitation, Mao Wudao put his hands together and shouted loudly: "The twelve zodiac formations. Start!"

As soon as the words fell, the twelve illusory zodiac animals turned into twelve rays of light, divided into twelve faces, covering the entire sky of Hannan Mountain.

At this moment, the sky changed drastically, and the originally bright sky became extremely dark.

A strong tremor erupted from within a kilometer radius, the ground shook and the mountains shook, countless gravel rolled down, as if the end was approaching.

At the foot of Hannan Mountain, the expressions of the sorcerers and warriors watching the scene all changed in shock, and they gasped one after another.

"What kind of formation is this?!"

"What a powerful spell. Mao Wudao is really powerful. It's amazing that he can create such a powerful formation."

"With such a violent impact, what formation did Mao Wudao use?"

Shouts of exclamation erupted in the crowd and spread everywhere.

While his mind was roaring, Mao Yi, who was on the top of Hannan Mountain, looked at the sky, gasped and said, "Father actually displayed the zodiac formation?"

"Zodiac formation?!" Everyone was taken aback when they heard this.

It was the first time they had seen Mao Wudao use the formation, and they didn't know how powerful this so-called zodiac formation was, but seeing Mao Yishan's horrified appearance, they thought that the formation Mao Wudao used was no small matter.

"Brother, what is the Zodiac Formation?" One person asked Mao Yishan.

Mao Yishan said solemnly: "The zodiac formation is based on the power of spells, borrowing the power of the twelve zodiac signs, and integrating the power of heaven and earth. It is a powerful killing formation that is so powerful that it can kill imperial warriors."

"What?!" When everyone heard this, their eyes almost fell out of shock.

Emperor-rank warriors surpass the level of heaven, also known as the realm of extreme martial arts, which represents the ultimate martial arts, and reaching this realm can already reach the ability of quasi-gods.

Mao Wudao's formation can kill gods?

"I haven't finished yet. The real zodiac formation can indeed kill imperial warriors. After all, the strength of the person who made the formation has already reached the imperial level." Seeing everyone's astonishment, Mao Yishan spoke again road.

"However, it is so difficult to reach the level of imperial rank warriors. Throughout the past and present, there are only a few people who have reached the level of imperial rank."

"So, what my father used was not the real zodiac formation, but a weakened version of the zodiac formation. The real power can only kill half a step of the imperial rank."

Hearing this, everyone was less shocked.

If Mao Wudao could really use the formation to kill imperial warriors, I am afraid that the whole world would change because of it.

After all, at the level of a heavenly warrior, one person can reach one province.

To advance to the rank of imperial warrior, even one person can represent a country.

"Although it is a weakened version, it is quite powerful to kill half a step of the imperial rank. Master can already be called the No. 1 in the art world!" A disciple exclaimed in admiration as he watched this scene.

The rest of the disciples also nodded, showing admiration.

Only Mao Yishan's face was solemn, not happy but worried.

Mao Wudao once told himself that the zodiac formation is his last trump card, and once he uses it, he will kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred himself.

Because the zodiac array has a strong backlash, the caster will be killed by the backlash. The longer the casting time, the stronger the backlash.

If you don't control it well, you will be seriously injured and unable to move, or you will lose your magic skills and die here.

It can be said that after the zodiac formation is displayed, either Ling Chen will die, or Mao Wudao will die!

"Father, come on!" Mao Yishan held his heart in the air, extremely anxious.

In the current situation, if Mao Wudao loses, not only will they suffer, but the entire magic world will suffer a major blow.

Today's battle is no longer limited to personal grievances, but more of a competition between the world of magic arts and the world of martial arts.

Mao Wudao has the reputation of the martial arts world, once he loses, it means that the martial arts are inferior to the martial arts, and I am afraid that in the next few decades, he will be crushed by the martial arts world.

While thinking about it, the sky has already blown a cloudy wind, cold to the bone, and murderous.

Looking at all directions, it was shrouded in darkness, as if the world was about to collapse.

"Kill!" Mao Wudao blushed, and there was a burst of anger in his mouth. When it burst out, it was like a thunder rejecting the sky, deafening.

In an instant, in the dark sky, huge illusory meteorites rushed towards Ling Chen from top to bottom.

Every illusory meteorite is surprisingly powerful. When it pierces through the void, the air is compressed until it makes a sharp splitting sound.

"It's interesting." Ling Chen showed interesting eyes, and his figure stretched out, turning into a black shadow, swaying left and right, like dancing in the wind.

The illusory meteorites fell, and he dodged them all.

Unexpectedly, the meteorite seemed to have the ability to track, and after not hitting Ling Chen, it attacked and killed Ling Chen again at an incredible angle of refraction.

The endless illusory meteorites fell endlessly, as if they didn't want money.

Ling Chen frowned, pondered a little, his right eye narrowed.

"Amaterasu!"

Suddenly, a black flame centered on him, like a phoenix breaking through the sky, scattered in all directions, sweeping around unscrupulously like maggots attached to bones.

The moment the phantom meteorite struck, it was directly engulfed by black flames.

In a blink of an eye, the sky was covered by a sea of ​​black flames, and the crazy waves of fire flowed across the sky one after another, devouring everything with their teeth and claws.

The deadly black flame burned all the illusory meteorites ruthlessly, turned them into steam, and scattered them in the sky and the earth.

"There is such a thing?!" Mao Wudao's expression changed drastically, he gritted his teeth, changed his gestures, and all the magic power on his body poured out, galloping into the zodiac formation.

Quietly, a burst of icy cold rain fell from the dark sky, and the objects hit by the cold rain all turned into ice, and then cracked and shattered.

Even though Ling Chen's physical body had already reached the level of [becoming stronger after being beaten], impervious to water and fire, but when the cold rain fell on his body, he still felt an astonishing chill invade his body.

In an instant, his body surface began to freeze. If he didn't have the mental power to dispel the cold rain, he might be able to become an iceman in an instant.

"What a strong chill, is the zodiac formation so powerful?" Pu Yangguang looked up at the sky, the respect in his eyes had reached its peak.

One thought forms an array, the words follow, and you can also perform such a heaven-reaching array. Mao Wudao, the celestial master of Hannan magic, is really a world-class powerhouse.

The rest of the people also showed a state of astonishment and shock.

The cold rain fell all over the sky, like ice and snow in winter, turning the entire Hannan Mountain into a scene of ice and snow.

Such a large-scale scene, as long as you are in Hannan, you can look up and see the strange scene in the sky.

With the power of one person, Mao Wudao's ability to create such a magnificent and huge scene is almost close to that of an immortal.

Everyone in the Dan sect watched this scene and said 'fuck' words from the bottom of their hearts.

Especially those who are half-step extreme like Dan Wudao can fully feel how exaggerated the power of heaven and earth aroused by the zodiac formation.

Chu Mo looked at this scene, feeling a little worried in his heart.

Such a violent and powerful method has reached the point of transcendence and holiness.

Can Ling Chen still resist?
At the high altitude of Hannan Mountain, the wind howled, the climate changed drastically, and the surroundings were frozen.

Ling Chen was in the zodiac formation, and was swept away by waves of cold rain. The ice on his body froze and melted, melted and froze again and again, which was really annoying.

Ten meters away from each other, Mao Wudao saw that Ling Chen could still move freely, he gritted his teeth, bit his tongue, and formed a seal with blood.

In an instant, the earth shook violently one after another. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, a surge of natural force rose from the ground, crazily rushed to the sky, and merged into the big formation of the zodiac.

"Wow!" A powerful backlash swept over, causing Mao Wudao to spurt out a mouthful of blood, his expression extremely sluggish.

But he didn't care, even though his aura was extremely weak, he still gritted his teeth, exhausted all his strength, withstood the backlash from the zodiac formation, activated the formation, and increased the power of the cold rain.

"crash"

The blessing of the power of nature made the cold rain that appeared in the dark sky suddenly and violently, almost forming filaments. The power was so great that the whole sky seemed to be frozen in ice, and the chill was striking.

Under the high altitude, all the disciples raised their hands and made a formula one after another, casting a defensive formation to envelop Pu Yangrong and the others, so as to avoid the freezing and corrosion of the cold rain.

"Ling Xiaotu, die!" Mao Wudao's nose bleeds, staining his lips, but he couldn't resist his outrageous words.

When the voice fell, his whole body spurted out another mouthful of blood. Due to the backlash force acting on his body, all the blood gushed out from his skin, and he had already become a blood man.

At this moment, Mao Wudao's hair was white, his palms were withered, and he had only one breath left.

He stared at Ling Chen in front of him, wanting to see Ling Chen's tragic death.

However, just this one glance made his eyes freeze and completely dull.

I saw Ling Chen shrugged his shoulders and made a tactic with both hands.

"Susanoo!"

In an instant, a huge purple armored giant rushed out from Ling Chen's body, occupying half of the sky at once.