Paragraph 87 That's a very long story (Feng Wentian vs Mo Qing)
173 Skybreaker Dragon Claw
The human-shaped aperture splashed like water, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Qing's palm, the five fingers suddenly bent, and the floating wind asked the sky, feeling as if his body was being grabbed by an invisible beast claw.
It was a sharp pain caused by the friction of muscles and bones, Feng Wentian used the energy in his body, constantly healing, he spread his arms and wings, and in a moment, he broke free from the formless beast claws that bound him.
"Bow down to the green and strike hard." Feng Wentian moved like lightning, and his flesh smashed straight on Mo Qing's body.
Thundered......
For the first time, Mo Qing experienced the tremendous power of Feng Wentian's physical body that could instantly shatter a small mountain, and even if he used all his energy for defense, he could feel that his own hundred bones would shatter at any time.
"Skybreaker Dragon Claw Hand." Mo Qing endured severe pain and raised his right arm, his right hand rose with a gray mist, the mist became larger, the dust waves rolled, and in the haze, a dragon claw faintly appeared.
The smoke and dust suddenly became larger, and the two of them were wrapped in layers, and even if someone stopped to watch, they would not think that there were any of them.
Feng Wentian got up and found that the visibility in front of him was reduced, Mo Qing's figure was blurred, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Qing's silhouette was buried in the smoke and dust.
Feng Wentian looked around, then looked up again, and less than three meters in the air, there was a ghostly shadow giant claw, which was slapping at him at a considerable speed.
Xiuxiu......
Feng Wentian walked as fast as chasing the wind, and he didn't want to fight the indescribable giant claws in this strange atmosphere. This layer of smoke and dust was like a mist, and no matter which direction he fled, he couldn't get out of the dust waves. Seeing the giant claw gradually approaching him, Feng Wentian meditated on the spot and cultivated calmly.
Poof......
A flame appeared in his palm, and then the flame gradually grew larger, and in the exercises that Yan Qiusheng gave him, there was a special combat skill for controlling fire.
The Fire Devouring Technique, at the cost of burning natural energy, increases a cultivator's attack to the extreme in an instant.
The flames grew larger, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Wentian devoured Feng Wentian, and in an instant, Feng Wentian felt that his combat power had reached a new height, and in the face of the giant claw that was about to attack him, he jumped up and did his best to collide with the giant claw with his flesh.
The giant claw's huge power was the same as his, and the two collided, producing two kinds of qi waves, and the surrounding smoke and dust were suddenly swept away, but the giant claw was still shadowed, and behind Feng Wentian, Mo Qing's right hand was in a state of slapping.
"Where is the weakness of his attack?" Feng Wentian didn't rush to attack Mo Qing, but thought about the problem while blocking the giant claw.
Mo Qing was sweating profusely. His right hand trembled, and Feng Wentian grinned, finding the weakness of Mo Qing's attack.
Xiuxiu......
Feng Wentian quickly fell to Mo Qing's side, he did not hinder Mo Qing's control of the giant claw, but looked at him playfully. Mo Qing's body retreated violently, he didn't want to get close to Feng Wentian, a flame man, Feng Wentian's smile coupled with his fire face, this smile was more terrifying than a ghost smile.
"Skybreaker Dragon Claw Hand." Mo Qing roared, and the giant claw suddenly transformed into dozens of beast claws that were as big as the general size, and smashed into the wind like raindrops. Ignoring their attack, Feng Wentian turned his head and flew forward, rushing towards Mo Qing, and at the moment when he was about to approach Mo Qing, Feng Wentian jumped over him, and his body exploded not far away.
Thundered......
Dozens of beast claws bombarded Mo Qing's body accurately, and the screams made Feng Wentian feel particularly comfortable to hear.
174 Guided mines
Taking advantage of that scream, Feng Wentian quickly attacked Mo Qing, flew with a few punches, and once again used the Ling Qing attack, although he and Mo Qing had only used this trick so far, but the effect was remarkable, Mo Qing suffered the second Feng Wentian impact, and he had to admit defeat.
Through this battle, Mo Qing understood that he lacked a lot of actual combat, not so much that he was defeated by Feng Wentian's strength, but that he was defeated by his calculations.
At night, lightning and thunder roared, and Feng Wentian finally mustered up the courage to rush to a mountain peak under the gaze of Haoge and others, and he began to refine his body with heavenly thunder.
Luo Tianzhang, there are clouds in the second half of the refining body: refining the body with thunder, refining itself, three splits on one layer, six splits on the second layer, twelve splits on the third layer, and twenty-four splits on the fourth layer.
"Will you withstand at least nine bolts of lightning?" Feng Wentian looked at the lightning silver teeth in the sky and gritted: "The first three layers together are not as many as the four layers of the ground, so you can only take one step at a time." ”
Crackling!
The first lightning bolt struck the hill and hit him right next to him, and Feng Wentian broke out in a cold sweat, followed by the second, which hit the top of his head.
When the electricity hit, Feng Wentian only felt that his flesh was burning, his bones were paralyzed, his internal organs were trembling violently, his brain was blank, and before he could react, the third lightning bolt struck his neck, followed by the fourth and fifth.
The three lightning bolts gave him the feeling that the heavens and the earth seemed to be chaotic in front of his eyes, and even if he couldn't feel his existence, he would wonder if he was dead.
Crackling......
Two bolts of lightning struck him at the same time, and at this moment, his clothes shattered, and the top of his head was almost bare.
"There are four left on the second floor." Feng Wentian told himself this, and even so, he was not in good spirits.
Boom!
The heavens seemed to be playing a joke on him, and five bolts of lightning in a row slashed at him mercilessly, and he finally realized that it was difficult for the flesh to be refined into a small path.
In terms of refining body, if he gives up halfway, only death awaits him, but now Feng Wentian is already worse than death, Feng Wentian's screams are louder than lightning, Mai Muya and Ke Meng can't bear to look directly, they don't understand why Feng Wentian is so desperate, Bei Yingxue looks at it with relish on the surface, but in fact, his heart is tense, Ravenhote has been cheering for Feng Wentian again, because he knows that the price of stepping into the road of the strong is that there is a high risk at any time. There are people who go crazy on the road of the strong, there are people who laugh on the road of the strong, and those who go forward bravely on the road of the strong are no less than outlaws.
Every time Feng Wentian wants to give up, he will tell himself that he is the son of Feng Xiaotian, the son of the madman and the strong man who was once angry and ruined the world, and he is also the son of a fallen man who was drunk and cried all day long because of the death of his lover.
"Thief God, the master has already counted, you just split me twelve, I don't have enough fun, there is a kind of excitement for the master!" Feng Wentian didn't know where the strength came from, and he scolded, God cooperated, and directly threw six lightning bolts on his face.
"It's worthy of being the son of the wind howling, he has courage, but I don't know how many more he can take." Hauge is very satisfied with Feng Wentian's apprentice, and it is often said that it is not a bad thing for men to be cruel to themselves sometimes.
Mo Qing had already looked stupid, and half a year later, he really saw Feng Wentian's courage and courage beyond his peers, and he was even thinking, if it was him, would he dare to catch the lightning in the sky?
"Vice President of Immortal Heaven is right, Feng Wentian is indeed qualified to trample me under his feet, Uncle Haoge, tell Feng Wentian for me, I still send Mo Qing in my heart, and I will always regard him as the biggest opponent, if Feng Wentian is interested, I hope that in a year and two months, I can fight with him in the World Sect Competition, and I will leave......" Mo Qing said, turning around and leaving.