Everything that happened in that split second was under the control of Xie Tian.
Because of this, the demons and the people who were shot away by the string were all shocked.
Naturally, Mo Xiao did not expect that Xie Tian, who was far inferior to him, would not only successfully resolve his killing move, but also create an opportunity for his companions to escape.
The people of the Nine States did not expect that this Demon Slaying Battle was not a Demon Slaying Battle, but a battle of escape.
But the next moment …
Mo Xiao felt at ease.
Because he did not care about those ants at all. The only thing he cared about was Xie Tian.
As long as Xie Tian did not leave, as long as Xie Tian died, it would be perfect.
Therefore, although he lost to Xie Tian in terms of the profound meaning of the first move, it did not change anything.
And the people of the Nine States also understood.
There was only one reason why Xie Tian did this — the Invincible Killing Square Formation of the Nine States had no chance of defeating the demons they were facing.
The moment they understood, they did not know if it was because the distance between them was too far that the Invincible Killing Square Formation of the Nine States became useless, or if the people had lost their morale and their military power was gone.
They could not resist the life force that Xie Tian's wisdom gave them in that split second.
They could only turn back.
They turned back to look at the back of Xie Tian, who was bathed in blood because he forced himself to stay where he was.
However, before their hearts could walk out of the confusion caused by the great change, and before they had all kinds of heart-wrenching emotions …
They heard the laughter of the demons.
And in the laughter, they saw the scene of Xie Tian, who was bathed in blood, being casually slapped by the demons.
"They can't bear to part with you, so I'll send you off to reunite."
Although Mo Xiao was still flying back like an arrow, it did not affect the power of his hand that was gently waved from a super long distance.
The invisible slap to the face did not contain any intention of humiliation.
Every slap was the greatest damage to the three selves of Xie Tian.
Every time Xie Tian was sent flying, the other three would disappear at an unprecedented speed.
This was a power that was almost equivalent to being assimilated into the Dao. Although it could not be compared to the collapse caused by the backlash of the Buddhist and Demon paths that Xie Tian had endured, it was still somewhat similar.
This power was something that Xie Tian could not resist at all. It was also something that Xie Tian had never experienced from the other dozens of devils.
However, using this power seemed to consume a lot of Mo Xiao's energy.
Therefore, the interval between the thirty-six slaps was rather long.
The number of thirty-six shocked Mo Xiao once again.
"He can actually withstand thirty-six hits …"
Putting everything else aside, just the fact that he was able to withstand thirty-six blows of this force …
"None of the humans below Daozu can do it."
Mo Xiao, who had come to this conclusion, expressionlessly swung out the 37th invisible slap. At the same time, his flying figure also stopped.
"You're just a human Immortal Sovereign …"
Muttering to himself, he took a step forward.
"Mo Ta is still the best …"
After saying the second half of the sentence, he, with a solemn expression, had already arrived in front of Xie Tian, who had been sent flying for the 37th time …
Clenching his fist.
Raising his hand.
Raising his arm.
Withdrawing his shoulder.
Bang!
Xie Tian turned into pieces and scattered in all directions.
While scattering in all directions, Mo Xiao gently closed his demonic eyes.
"For the sake of Mo Ta's interest in you, go well …"
Muttering to himself …
Closing his eyes …
The solemnity when he punched out …
It seemed to be his mourning for Xie Tian.
This mourning was not only a trace of respect that Mo Xiao had for Xie Tian, but it was also him giving himself time to feel …
To feel whether Xie Tian's death would make him feel creeped out again.
Just as he was mourning and feeling …
Everyone in the Nine Regions felt that their souls had also scattered because of the scene of Xie Tian turning into pieces.
They didn't even notice that the chance to escape that Xie Tian had won for them with great difficulty had already disappeared, and they had also stopped …
They just stared blankly at a piece of Xie Tian's flesh and blood flying from afar like a meteor …
At this moment, their minds were blank.
At this moment …
Pa …
This piece of Xie Tian's flesh and blood fell on the battlefield in the middle of the battle formation.
Then, it turned into Xie Tian.
Then, Mo Xiao suddenly opened his demonic eyes, which were filled with disbelief.
Then, due to the backlash of the Buddhist and Demon paths, Xie Tian, who had once again completed the collapse of his three selves, coldly spoke just like before the battle.
"Forty-five breaths, ninety-eight flashes."
Compared to before, it was one incense stick less.
Hearing this, Mo Xiao's eyes were filled with disbelief, and he seemed to shrink because of this.
"One incense stick …"
At this moment, he finally understood …
One incense stick was the time when the battle erupted and when Xie Tian recovered his three selves due to the backlash of the Buddhist and Demon Thoughts.
The moment he understood, his incredibly powerful seven-colored heart skipped a beat.
However, the great power of this skipped beat turned into an even more ruthless murderous attack in the next instant.
Because of this murderous attack, the black color of the Sky of Slaughter, which was accumulated by the Black Sun for a long time, was suddenly replaced by scarlet.
"Forty-five breaths are up next."
Ignoring the scattered cultivators who were in the sky and on the ground, Mo Xiao appeared above Xie Tian's head and looked down at Mo Yu.
"Forty-five breaths, and you can kill me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Xiao flipped his palm and pressed it toward Xie Tian.
"No."
As Xie Tian remained silent, he looked up at the demon.
If Mo Xiao's palm pressing down was like changing the sky …
When Xie Tian looked up at the demon, he felt like the sky had changed …
The sky had turned into the demon's palm.
The ground had turned into a military formation.
A three-dimensional, invincible Killing Square Formation that seemed to be very loose because everyone was too far away from each other and not on the same plane.
The formation was not important to Mo Xiao.
However, when he was in the military formation that had reappeared, Mo Xiao's demon body felt numb as if he had been electrocuted.
The instant he felt numb, a Buddha's Spacetime Pagoda that looked even more unimaginable because of the change in the military formation stood tall, and the demon entered.
At the same time, the heavily injured people of the Nine Prefectures once again became the evil army.
The change in the battle situation in this instant also brought about a world-shaking change to both sides.
Mo Xiao did not expect that he would still be in Xie Tian's palm up until now.
The people of the Nine Prefectures also burst forth with unprecedented fighting spirit because of Xie Tian's rebirth and the formation of the military formation.
"He's not dead!"
"The military formation is formed again!"
"The demon is here!"
"Xie Tian has been planning this all along!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
…
The change did not seem to be limited to both sides …
"I'll go!"
Little tyrant, who sat on the golden Yuanyang Throne and watched the battle, spat out two words in a daze before the second battle erupted.
The moment he said the word 'go', the second battle between the cultivators of the Nine Prefectures and the Demon Captain began under the pressure of Mo Xiao's palm.
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