"Qilin Killing Fist."
Feng Hao didn't waste any words. With a solemn expression, he clenched his fist and punched towards Mo Yu. Demonic Qi scattered everywhere it passed.
On the other hand, Mo Yu's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly. Feeling Fenghao's terrifying might, even he didn't dare to be careless. Demonic Qi turned into armor, and demonic qi surged in his palm, as if it could tear this space into nothingness.
With a low roar, he similarly clenched his fist and met Feng Hao's fist. In an instant, the two of them collided. In an instant, an earth-shattering explosion rang out, accompanied by boundless Qi waves. Both of them retreated at the same time, silently staring at each other.
Fortunately, this was the world within the pagoda. If this was the outside world, it would be hard to imagine such a powerful collision. It would have already reached the level of a battle between level 6 origin energies. Countless stars would be destroyed, and black holes would fill the starry sky.
"Again."
This time, it was Feng Hao who spoke. A draw ignited the battle desire in Feng Hao's heart. An expression of joy appeared on his face.
As he spoke, his aura erupted once more. The more he fought, the stronger he became. At the same time, all the cells in his body trembled, bringing the strength of his entire body down.
"Brat, I won't go easy on you again."
Mo Yu laughed sinisterly. Monstrous demonic qi surged out, instantly condensing into a gigantic demonic figure behind him. Its features couldn't be seen clearly, but its terrifying aura actually suppressed Feng Hao's aura.
"Heaven Piercing Devil Prison."
As he spoke, he let out an earth-shaking roar. Under Mo Yu's control, the gigantic demonic figure condensed a gigantic gate in its palms. It seemed like the gate of hell, but also like a demonic abyss. In the next instant, the gate that emitted an incomparably cold and evil aura abruptly opened. It was like the mouth of an abyss, bringing with it a boundless suction force, wanting to suck Feng Hao in.
And within it, Feng Hao could faintly see countless demonic figures constantly drifting about. Each and every one of them emitted a terrifying aura, not the slightest bit weaker than Mo Yu's current aura.
Feng Hao believed that if he was sucked in, he would most likely be torn to pieces in an instant. Even with his current powerful physique, he wouldn't be able to withstand it.
So powerful.
Up until now, Feng Hao had still underestimated Mo Yu's strength. Even if they were in the same realm, Feng Hao was still a notch weaker. It was not in terms of strength, but in terms of methods.
In the past, Feng Hao's sacred arts might have been very powerful, but now that he was facing someone like Mo Yu, those methods were negligible. Besides the Qilin's Killing Fist, there was no other method that could hurt Mo Yu.
What to do?
Feng Hao's figure rapidly retreated, distancing himself from the Abyssal Gate. His mind spun rapidly as he tried to think of a countermeasure.
In the next moment, his eyes lit up and he revealed a faint smile. Looking at the incomparably domineering Mo Yu, he asked, "Senior Demon Ancestor, you said that as long as I can injure you, you will let me go up?"
"Not bad."
Hearing this, Mo Yu was slightly startled. His hands also paused for a moment. Soon after, he sneered and said, "However, can you hurt me?"
Now that he was wearing the magic armor and was attacking with all his might, even if Feng Hao broke through again, he wouldn't be able to hurt him. Mo Yu was very confident about this.
"Okay."
After hearing this, Feng Hao's smile grew even wider. Shortly after, his expression froze and he no longer released his aura. Instead, he increased his speed and directly rushed towards Mo Yu. At the same time, origin energy enveloped his body, resisting the powerful suction force.
"Hmph, so what if I let you get close to me."
Mo Yu was incomparably arrogant. He knew what Feng Hao was thinking, but he didn't care at all. He allowed Feng Hao to get close to him.
In truth, if it wasn't for the suppression of the Equal Laws, with Mo Yu's strength, he wouldn't need to do this. He could easily suppress Feng Hao with a raise of his hand.
However, Feng Hao naturally didn't know what Mo Yu was thinking. His silhouette flickered and instantly appeared behind Mo Yu. Taking advantage of Mo Yu's unprepared state, Feng Hao took out the Pangu Divine Axe.
In an instant, a heaven-shattering aura surged out, causing Mo Yu's expression to change. He hurriedly turned around, but it was too late.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound rang out, followed by the sound of armor being torn apart. It was as if a sharp weapon had cut into steel. At the same time, Mo Yu grunted. His body had actually been slashed several hundred meters away by Feng Hao's axe.
"How can this be!"
Mo Yu was greatly shocked. Feeling the pain from his shoulder, he couldn't help but be somewhat astonished.
How many years had it been? He didn't even know how long it had been since he had been injured. He had even forgotten what pain felt like. Now, he wanted Feng Hao to injure him because he wanted to experience that feeling, to let himself know that he was a demon. Only battle could make his blood boil. Only injury could make him feel something, and not just an ice-cold body.
Although he was defending with all his strength, he still hoped that Feng Hao could injure him. At the same time, he didn't want to go easy on Feng Hao. And now, not only had Feng Hao really injured him, the wound he had caused was actually healing extremely slowly, as if there was an indescribable power attached to the wound.
"Senior, you've lost."
Feng Hao withdrew his Pangu Axe and smiled at the stunned Mo Yu. However, he was very surprised inside.
It must be known that even the clone of Emperor Wutian could only perish under his Pangu Axe. However, Mo Yu had only scratched the surface of his full-powered attack, which showed how strong his physical body was.
At the same time, Feng Hao felt somewhat fortunate. If he hadn't broken through at the same time, he probably wouldn't have been able to injure Mo Yu even with the Pangu Axe. It had to be said that sometimes, the right time, the right place, and the right people were really important.
"What was that weapon just now? Why do I feel that it's somewhat familiar? "
In response, Mo Yu only fell silent for a moment. The demonic shadow above his head slowly dissipated, and he didn't attack again. He immediately raised his head and asked Feng Hao.
Although Feng Hao had only struck once, with Mo Yu's strength, he was naturally able to clearly feel the aura brought by the Pangu Axe. It was an aura that made his heart palpitate, so he was somewhat surprised.
"This is just a divine weapon of mine. It's not anything good."
Hearing that, Feng Hao didn't explain.
What a joke. The Pangu Axe was a Chaotic divine weapon. If Mo Yu targeted it, let alone his current self, even if he made another breakthrough and had the Pangu Axe, he would still be no match for Mo Yu. As such, if he could hide it, he definitely couldn't expose it.
"Kid, you're quite cautious. I don't fancy that divine weapon of yours. It's just that I'm a little curious about its aura."
Mo Yu naturally knew what Feng Hao was thinking. Seeing that Feng Hao wasn't willing to talk about it, he didn't ask any further.
After all, everyone had their secrets. Moreover, he wasn't familiar with Feng Hao, so it was impossible for him to get any information out of him.
"Forget it. You can go up."
Mo Yu shook his head slightly. Although he didn't want to admit that he had lost, he was the Demon Ancestor, and he would naturally keep his word.
However, he still couldn't help but warn, "That guy on the eighth layer has a bad temper. Although he ignored me no matter how I scolded him, that's me, not you. So, you'd better have a good attitude."
After saying that, he paused and his expression gradually turned solemn. He looked up at the sky and said, "As for the ninth layer, he's a strange person. He has a great hatred for humans. Even I don't know why he's like that."
Then, he looked at Feng Hao and revealed a strange smile. "So, you can only pray for your own good, hehe."
Feng Hao, "…"
"Thank you for telling me, senior."
Feng Hao felt helpless. He looked up at the sky and felt rather solemn. Someone who could receive such an evaluation from Mo Yu was naturally not weak. Although he was confident, could he really defeat the two people up there?
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