419.Chapter 419 Jun Ma Lu vs Li Muzhi

The sound of sizzling filled the air, it was the sound of clouds cutting and corroding the air!

Jun Malu was unmoved, did not retreat, and stepped forward, and at the same time, countless bones of different thicknesses suddenly broke out from all parts of his body, tied knots in the air, and fell into Li Muzhi's eyes, which was simply a monster with a white bone hedgehog. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Bones, grown? What kind of monster is this? ā€

Li Muzhi, as the third true legend of Qingyun Sect, is definitely not a country bun, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is well-informed, over the years, he has seen a lot of special physiques, strange psionic skills, and even some weird abilities, but it is really unheard of to be so scary and play with his bones.

The sneering sound made the scalp tingle, the clouds dissipated, Li Muzhi saw a white bone forest in front of him, the front end of the white bones was corroded away, peeling off layer by layer, he did not show a trace of a smile on his face, but a solemn expression.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the worst thing he expected happened, these bones could be regenerated, and the growth rate was unbelievably fast.

As soon as the layers of white bones peeled off, another layer of white color changed and covered again, killing half a meter in front of Li Muzhi's body.

"Can't be approached!"

The sword in Li Muzhi's hand is not not sharp, but no matter how sharp it is, he has no way to cut off a wall-like bone sword in an instant, he immediately made a decision, realizing that he must not be approached by the other party, and under close contact, with the terrifying ability of the other party, he has already lost half of his life.

The attack power is terrible.,The ability is terrifying.,The defense is also extremely amazing.,Where did this freak come from.怂怂怂 Li Muzhi's face was pale, and the corner of his eyes swept to the other two, Zhang Lang just stood vigilantly around and did not get close, and the man in black who made him most jealous was still hanging upside down on the top of the tree, as if he had no intention of intervening in the battle, which made him inexplicably relieved in his heart.

"Wind Channeling Technique!"

The spiritual energy in the body was running rapidly, the two feet were like two engines, and the weight of the body seemed to be half sucked alive, becoming lighter, and the speed under Li Muzhi's feet doubled as fast, and he stepped back, leaving a series of afterimages pierced by the bone sword in the air.

The long sword in his hand danced rapidly, and the endless wind spirit energy followed the trajectory of the long sword, which was outlined in a strip-like trajectory, and what was reflected in Qin Hao's pupils was an extremely unstable rune.

"What is this?"

Qin Hao was puzzled, and the system's prompt immediately answered his question: "Second-level authority prompt, trigger rule parsing... ā€

It was a very simple hint, and it could even be said to be extremely irresponsible, because it didn't even tell Qin Hao what the principle of triggering and the rune-like thing he saw was of any use.

However, Qin Hao still kept the extremely unstable rune in his mind, and he had a thoughtful expression.

"Sword - Flowing Wind!"

Li Muzhi's eyebrows trembled fiercely, his face became a little pale, obviously, this move had a lot of load on him, and with his words, the blade in his hand turned, and within a radius of ten meters, a gust of wind suddenly blew on the ground.

This wind is light, there is no irritable breath at all, and it is even touched to the touch, like a soft touch, but it contains an irresistible power, domineeringly pulling Jun Malu's body inch by inch towards the long sword in Li Muzhi's hand.

Gentleness, domineering, contradiction, unity, is the essence of this power.

Jun Malu couldn't resist, he frowned slightly, and the two red dots in the center of his eyebrows became more and more eye-catching, but his face did not have a trace of panic, or rather, in his heart, there was never such a negative emotion as fear and panic.

"If you can't resist, then don't resist!" Jun Malu's fighting instinct was extremely strong, and he had the most correct decision in an instant, so he, with his toes slammed into the air, and with the power of the counterattack, he rushed towards the long sword in Li Muzhi's hand at a faster speed.

"Terrible guy!"

Li Mu's heart trembled, he didn't expect Jun Malu to discover the flaw in his trick so quickly, and rush forward so decisively.

That's right, among his moves, the most irresistible is the power of the wind traction, unless it is the kind of freak with amazing strength, it can't resist at all, but the vast majority of people will resist to the death, and they don't know it, but this is burying their own vitality step by step.

Because in this move, the weakest point of strength is not in the flowing wind, but on the tip of his sword, the power on the tip of the sword is like a pot of hot water that is being heated, as time goes by, the temperature will gradually increase, and the power of opening the lid of the pot will become stronger and stronger, until he can reach the extreme.

At that time, Li Muzhi was confident that he could penetrate all the obstacles in front of him with a single sword and take Jun Malu's life.

But now ... Jun Malu rushed so quickly, but he didn't have time to increase his lethality to the peak, so he had to stab his sword.

This made Li Muzhi's face gloomy, and at the same time, he had to praise: "What a guts!" ā€

Because of empathy, even if he Li Muzhi sees through this move, he is afraid that he will not be able to make a decision in an instant, and the courage and decision required at that moment are a field that ordinary people cannot reach in a lifetime.

"Life and death, five or five each!"

Li Muzhi's face was pale and bloodless, his eyes trembled violently, and the voice in his mouth was extremely sharp, as ugly as a night owl, there was only one word, but it dragged a long trill: "Thorn ――――――"

And beneath the cover of that voice was another, barely indiscernible voice: "Instantaneous Technique!" ā€

A black figure, in an instant, broke into Li Muzhi's field of vision with a brutal attitude, without a hint of warning, it was so incredible, suddenly appeared from the void, stood on Jun Malu's side, raised his wrist straight, his eyes were indifferent, and he said coldly: "Cut the sky pole wave!" ā€

"It's that man, when, so fast!" Li Muzhi's color changed, he didn't understand how Qin Hao appeared at all, it was weird and unbelievable.

Jun Ma Lu suddenly twisted his body, his body was volleyed into the air, and a bone shield formed by a row of bones grew out of his side arm, and then an even more irresistible shock wave hit him, pushing him out of dozens of meters, and escaped straight out of the traction range of the flowing wind.

Burst!

The long sword weakly pierced the transparent air, making a sound like a water balloon bursting, Li Muzhi stared at the scene in front of him in a panic, with a complicated mood, half depressed, half happy.

Depressed by the sword - the flowing wind was cracked like this, fortunately it was cracked, otherwise there is a fifty percent chance that he is already a corpse now.