"That's right, Devil Wu has taken the lead, even if Mo Batian is at the same level of martial arts as him, he will lose. ”

"Mo Ba God, how could it be the strength of a half-step grandmaster?" a master behind him sneered. "Look, the competition is over soon. ”

Mo Huasong still stood there motionless, and Devil Wu's fist had already attacked his side.

"Boom. ”

Wu Devil's fist slammed into Mo Huasong's body, and the terrifying fist blade immediately destroyed Mo Huasong's body.

"Smack. Mo Huasong took a dozen steps back, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely pale.

"Hahaha, you don't have much ability!" Demon Wu shouted proudly.

Originally, Devil Wu was still thinking about fighting with Mo Huasong, and it would take a lot of energy to kill the other party by himself.

didn't expect Mo Batian to be disturbed by his own preemptive voice, so he didn't fight back and let him attack.

The punch just now was twenty dragon power, even a big mountain would be pierced by him, not to mention Mo Batian's flesh and blood.

"Alas, I really didn't expect that the generation of masters of Moba Heavenly Hall would actually be victimized by Devil Wu's tricks. ”

"Yes, Demon Wu disturbed Mo Batian's mind, making him unable to react for a while. If they fight normally, it is estimated that if Devil Wu wins, it will not be so easy. The warriors shook their heads secretly.

Mo Huasong, who was repulsed, frowned secretly, he thought that the strength of the Wu Demon would be very strong, so he stood there and did not resist, wanting to see how much dragon power his flesh and blood could resist the attack.

Unexpectedly, Devil Wu just knocked him back a dozen steps, a little disappointed.

Mo Huasong secretly took a breath, and the sevenfold body refining technique was running in his body, and the injuries on his body immediately recovered.

"Master, your sevenfold alchemy technique is very powerful, it can only be recovered in an instant. Sword Spirit was taken aback.

Mo Huasong was secretly proud: "Of course, when the immortal king gave it to me, he was very reluctant, saying that it was a treasure he got from an ancient site. ”

"Devil Wu, haven't you eaten today?" Mo Huasong walked forward.

"How do you know?" Devil Wu glanced at Mo Huasong in surprise. "Why aren't you dead yet?"

"Hey, have you seen it? Although Mo Batian was punched by Wu Motou, he didn't seem to be fine. "There are warriors with sharp eyes and find that Mo Huasong is unharmed.

Someone shook his head: "It's useless, even if you don't die, you're seriously injured." If Mo Batian escaped now, he might be able to escape. But he was so stupid that he walked to the side of Wu Motou, which was like sending him to death. ”

Mo Huasong smiled: "You didn't have much strength at all in that punch just now, as if you hadn't eaten, how could I have anything?"

"Mo Batian, I'm going to kill you. "Demon Wu was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.

The punch just now was a blow with all his strength, and he had twenty dragon strength, but Mo Batian said that he didn't have much strength, and he was about to go crazy.

"Boom, boom. ”

The angry Wu Demon Head rose into the air and directly attacked Mo Huasong with three punches.

These three punches had already exhausted all the internal force in Devil Wu's body, and when he finished the third punch, his face was bloodless, and the whole person shrank a lot.

Mo Huasong's eyes lit up, all he wanted was this kind of blow.

The harsher the blow, the more his body will be tempered to be strong.

Of course, it must also be under the condition that Mo Huasong's body can resist, otherwise he will be killed directly.

And this Wu Devil's strength is worse than Mo Huasong's, and he can't kill him, so he can accompany him to practice the sevenfold body refining technique.

After three punches, Mo Huasong was directly beaten to the ground, and the whole person did not move.

"Alas, this time Mo Batian is dead. The warrior behind him shook his head secretly.

Mo Batian was punched by Wu Motou just now, and now he has received three punches, even if Mo Batian is in the realm of a grandmaster, he doesn't dare to be so careless and not resist, just stand there and be beaten by others?

Seeing that Mo Huasong was not moving there, Wu Motou thought that the other party was dead, and looked up to the sky and smiled: "Hahaha, what Mo Batian, it's just a little person, not my opponent at all." ”

But as soon as the words fell, Mo Huasong slowly stood up with a smile on his face.

This kind of tempering one's flesh and body with the attack of the Wu demon is really very good.

He felt that his physical body was now a little stronger than when he was punched before.

Don't underestimate this, the strength of the Sevenfold Body Alchemy Technique is not something that ordinary cultivators can imagine, it uses the Seven Systems to temper the cultivator's body, treating its body as a piece of refined iron, constantly hammering it, and in the end, it will definitely become a supreme divine body.

Thinking of this, Mo Huasong's heart was warm.

Back then, if he had cultivated this sevenfold body refining technique early in the morning, he would not have been afraid of that Ghost Heavenly Tribulation, and he would not have been beaten to rebirth.

It's just that with the true qi of dark luck, Mo Huasong felt that his body had recovered again.

"Devil Wu, you come to attack me again. "Mo Huasong will not let go of such a good opportunity to cultivate.

"You, you're all right?" asked Wu Motou gasped.

You are numb, I have fought four punches with my life, how can I still have the internal strength to catch it?

But now that Mo Batian was standing in front of him again, he had to strike again.

So, Wu Motou gritted his teeth, took out two pills from his arms that quickly restored his martial arts, and swallowed them.

This elixir is extremely expensive, and the cost of one pill is the total income of Xingmen for a year.

As soon as the pill entered his throat, Wu Motou suddenly felt that his whole body was in a warm state, and a powerful energy poured into the dantian, and then it was fed back to all the meridians.

Suddenly, Devil Wu returned to blood.

"Mo Batian, do you have the ability to still stand there and let me fight?"

If he recovers ten percent of his internal strength, and if he attacks Mo Batian with a few more punches, it is estimated that he can beat the opponent to death.

A martial artist whispered and mocked: "Demon Wu is really funny, does he think Mo Batian is a fool? Just give him a few punches, and still stand there so stupidly and let him fight?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Huasong nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, Devil Wu, you keep fighting, I'll stand here and don't move." ”

When Wu Motou heard this, he didn't say a word, and immediately mobilized the internal force of his whole body and rushed towards Mo Huasong.

"Bang bang bang. Wu Demon Tou threw three punches in a row, all of which hit Mo Huasong's body.

Wu Motou also consumed his internal strength, and when he finished the last punch, he also sat on the ground softly, his face was pale, and he kept panting.

Mo Huasong's ability to resist has really improved now, just now he took more than a dozen steps back, and now he only takes a few steps back.

The broken flesh was restored with a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

"Mo Batian, what kind of exercises are you cultivating?" Wu Motou stared at Mo Huasong in surprise.

"Devil Wu, do you still have any medicine, hurry up and take some of it, and then attack me." Mo Huasong asked Devil Wu excitedly.

"Do you want me to take medicine?" Wu Motou's face turned red and white.

Mabi, this Mo Batian is too slap in the face.

I took such a precious medicine and attacked him desperately, and he was actually fine. Listening to what he meant, it seems that he still wants him to take medicine and attack again.

He has lived for more than two hundred years and has never seen such an arrogant person.