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There was finally a look of solemnity in Yao Yu's eyes. In terms of pure strength, Mo Wen had surpassed her, and his body gave her a feeling of invulnerability. Not to mention breaking through his defense, it would be very difficult to even scratch his skin.

The defense and strength are impeccable. What's even more frightening is that Yao Yu doesn't know if Mo Wen also has advanced attainments in speed. If his speed is also impeccable, it will be too difficult to defeat him.

"The body of the sky, with my body, it seems that I can poke a hole in the sky."

Mo Wen felt the endless power in his body, as if he could tear a mountain apart at a moment's notice, and the energy and blood rushing out of his body seemed to be able to disperse clouds. His fists were clenched, fighting spirit raging.

"Yaoyu, don't be timid, just do it."

Mo Wen let out a long roar, and his figure brought up a series of afterimages, fiercely rushing toward Yaoyu. Wherever it passed, wind and clouds rolled around, and the color of the sky and earth changed.

Boom boom boom!

Three punches in a row drove away the demonic language. Deep grooves appeared in the ice and snow on the ground, crisscrossing them. Avalanches continued to occur in the snowy mountains in the distance, and a wave of snow surged in. Mo Wen stepped on the snow tide. , pressing forward step by step, Yaoyu retreated hundreds of miles in an instant.

"Arrogant!"

Yao Yu's face was flushed, Mo Wen's fist was so terrifying that she was shocked to the point where her energy and blood were unstable, and her five internal organs were almost injured. She laughed a little angrily. She originally thought it was an easy battle, but she was forced to this point. I didn't expect to meet such a terrifying young man in China. I really can't underestimate the world's heroes.

"Miss Yaoyu always thought that she was sure of victory, and she would not hesitate to risk her personal freedom with me. How can I be so arrogant as you," Mo Wen said calmly.

"You really exceeded my expectations, but if you want to win me, stop dreaming."

Yaoyu snorted coldly. She had never thought about losing, and even now she has never thought about how she, Yaoyu, could lose, let alone what she said before. Even though she was not bound by the bet now, she couldn't lose. She couldn't afford to lose that person.

"Just use whatever means you have." Mo Wen said with a smile.

"Mo Wen, you pushed me to this point. It can be said to be amazing. However, background is also part of strength. Don't blame me for using treasures to bully you."

Yaoyu said lightly, while speaking, she looked like a dress. It's like the armor's clothes are emitting thousands of rays of light, and terrifying waves of darkness are emitting from there.

It was released from the armor and merged with the dark magic power of Yao Yu. The two became one, causing Yao Yu's aura to surge again instantly. At the same time, bright rays of light condensed together, forming a translucent shield around Yao Yu.

At the same time, a simple long sword slowly appeared from the dark shield. The long sword was completely black, with an angel statue on the hilt. However, the angel was exuding bleeding light, quite evil and strange, and the demonic energy billowing from the sword was like wolf smoke. As soon as it appeared, it released a stream of destructive power, and the surrounding space seemed to be shattered under its blade.

"The Sword of the Fallen Angel and the Demon King's Armor."

In the martial arts arena, Jingxue's expression changed slightly. She recognized the two treasures on Yaoyu's body. The Fallen Angel Sword is an ancient sword that can only be worn by the royal family of the Fallen Angel clan. Each one is quite magical and powerful. As for Demon King A, it is even more remarkable. It is said that it contains the power of Satan, the supreme demon god of hell, and is protected by Satan. It would be very difficult for anyone to kill someone wearing Demon King Armor. It can be said that Yaoyu wearing Demon King Armor is almost an immortal existence in the original space.

"How is it possible! How can she possess the Demon King Armor? Who is she?"

Jingxue's eyes were full of horror. Demon King Armor was quite rare even in hell. As the king of hell, Satan, it was rare to get the Demon King Armor from him. Even the royal family among the fallen angels do not have this honor.

As the opposing force of the Demon God Alliance, the Gods Alliance has been investigating Yao Yu's information, but the Gods Alliance only found out that she is a fallen angel and has an extraordinary status. But there is no record of Demon King A at all.

Unexpectedly, Yaoyu was actually forced out of Demon King A by a Chinese boy.

The atmosphere in the fighting arena was particularly lively. They didn't know the Sword of the Fallen Angel and the Demon King's Armor, nor did they know what the Body of the Sky was, but they knew that the battle in front of them was beyond their imagination, like mortals watching gods fighting. , more than 99.9% of people have never seen such a scene.

Mo Wen stared at the armor on Yao Yu's body without blinking. The gorgeous armor gave him a very ominous feeling, and an inexplicable fear arose in his heart.

"Don't ask, even if you lose this battle, you will be proud of yourself."

Yao Yu looked deeply at Mo Wen, his expression no longer frivolous and enchanting. Once she became serious, she actually exuded a divine aura.

Mo Wen even wondered if his eyes were dazzled or he was hallucinating. Yao Yu, this fairy-like woman, can actually have a divine side?

Mo Wennai was the first person to force Yao Yu to use Demon King Armor. In a sense, he was indeed proud of himself.

"Want to defeat me? Just go ahead." Mo Wen laughed loudly, his voice could be heard hundreds of miles away, and he was extraordinarily heroic. Victory or defeat was no longer the point. He just wanted a hearty battle.

"Okay! I'll make it happen for you."

Yao Yu was also full of fighting spirit, and he fiercely collided with Mo Wen again. It was still a head-on confrontation, a confrontation of absolute strength. However, this time Yao Yu had the absolute upper hand. The power of the Demon King Armor was quite strange. Not only did it double Yao Yu's power, but it also weakened Mo Wen's power a lot. Mo Wen often didn't even make contact with a punch. When it comes to Yaoyu, its strength has been weakened by 50% by the weird armor, and the remaining 50% cannot break Yaoyu's defense.

Don't worry about the absolute advantage in strength, which is completely overturned by a piece of armor. It is so magical. In terms of grade, that armor is at least a spiritual treasure level treasure.

boom!

Mo Wen was once again blasted thousands of meters by Yao Yu's sword, and criss-crossing wounds like cracks appeared on his fierce body. The sword of the Fallen Angel was so sharp that it could cut through the void with just one strike, and his body in the sky could barely bear it.

Yaoyu is like an elegant general, stepping on the void, suppressing the opponent with a single sword, moving clouds and flowing water, and is invincible.

"You are no match for me. No matter how hard you struggle, you are still a trapped beast." Yao Yu said calmly, as proud as a winner.

"I have to say that your treasure is very powerful. However, no matter how good the treasure is, it is not as good as the most suitable. With your ability, I am afraid that you will not be able to exert one percent of the ability of that armor."

Don't ask about the latest chapter of Du Bin's legend.

"Use whatever moves you have, don't you think you want to defeat me with ordinary treasures? Stop dreaming." Yao Yu said lightly. She really couldn't exert 100% of the Demon King Armor and the Fallen Angel Sword. The power of one, but even one percent of the power is enough to be stronger than ordinary treasures. If Mo Wen didn't have a treasure of the same level, it would be almost impossible to defeat her.

"I wonder what Miss Yaoyu's soul cultivation is like."

Mo Wen no longer had a head-on confrontation with Yao Yu. Just now, he just wanted to test the bottom line of the body of the sky, so he fought Yao Yu with his bare hands. Yaoyu has a treasure, doesn’t he?

With a flick of his fingers, a purple light appeared from his hand. It was a delicate little bell, which was the Mingwei Bell.

This object is only a treasure of the first level of a mysterious weapon. It is not very powerful in terms of power, but it is a special mysterious weapon that can directly attack the soul. And Mo Wen, who had cultivated into a soul because of the soul liquid, could exert almost all the power of the Ming Wailing Bell. His current energy is also yin and yang energy, which is comparable to spiritual power and can directly activate the mysterious weapon.

It can be said that Mo Wen's use of mysterious weapons is almost the same as that of a normal Yuanshen realm cultivator, unlike a warrior who can only exert the power of mysterious weapons in a superficial way. Long before that, he had completely refined the Ming Crying Bell and put it into his own body to cultivate it.

"A treasure that attacks the soul?" Yaoyu glanced at the Ming Wailing Bell, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. She had extraordinary knowledge, and she naturally recognized the role of the Ming Wailing Bell at a glance.

"Howl."

The Mingwei Bell in Mo Wen's hand suddenly lit up, and the next moment, the sky seemed to darken, the wind howled, countless ghost figures appeared in the sky, roaring and crying, and an invisible shock wave fiercely hit Yaoyu.

The Devil's Crying Howl is the strongest attack method contained in the Ming Wailing Bell. Mo Wen also refined it thoroughly before he could use it. With his soul in the realm of Yuanshen, he could almost maximize the power of this move.

"A master's degree!" Yaoyu smiled, opened his red lips lightly, and said one word indifferently: "Ding!"

The next moment, an astonishing scene happened. The soul wave that roared with the demonic language actually stopped, froze in the air, and then slowly dissipated.

"You..." Mo Wen was shocked. The demonic language not only blocked his ghostly cries and howls, but also blocked them in such an incredible way. Soul attacks cannot be resisted by ordinary methods. Usually they can only be resisted through the power of the soul, or special secret techniques and treasures.

The demonic language actually defeated his ghostly cries and howls with just one word. What happened?

"Do you know why my name is Yaoyu? Because after I was born, I spoke with a demonic nature, so my name is Yaoyu. I once said that a person died, and then he died..."

Yao Yu said lightly, and when he spoke, there was an indescribable evil in his eyes.

"What the hell!" Mo Wen looked ugly. There are still such evil things in the world.

"You want to give it a try?" Yaoyu laughed strangely. Since her fight with Mo Wen, it has always been a battle of strength against strength, a battle of absolute strength. Of course, whether a practitioner is strong or not depends not only on his cultivation, but also on his attainments in magical powers, and any of the magical powers she is good at are extremely powerful.

"Just try it, I still don't believe in evil." Mo Wen said coldly. Although Yao Yu is very strong, the gap between him and him is also very limited. He is not a god, so he can do whatever he says.

"Injury!" The demon's words were very direct. He said one word directly, and the evil light in his eyes became more and more intense. (~^~)