Chapter 297: Qianqiu Lu reappears
Mo Fan ran half the distance of the martial arts field, but he still didn't think of the tricks to deal with the other party, more precisely, the moves to deal with the opponent's moves, because if he wanted to solve the moon wheel, it could be said that it was a trivial matter.
After casting it, it can't even slow down, sticks, don't dare to touch infectious flames, axes and ink armor, and with no dead angle defense, it can be killed in seconds.
But he didn't dare to use it, after all, it was a national live broadcast, and if he used an absolute defense that could not be solved, he was afraid that he would be talked about by Internet trolls, so that the image he imagined in his heart would leave a stain.
Mo Fan struggled for a while, and found that he really didn't have any tricks to catch the fire circle of the three living beings, could it be that he really wanted to kill the moon wheel directly?
After thinking for a moment, Mo Fan instantly recalled that he still had a trick to use at this time.
The corners of his mouth curled, and sure enough, this trick was used in the finals, and he could definitely improve his qualifications.
Mo Fan closed his eyes while constantly dodging.
"Qianqiu Lu !!" Mo Fan opened his eyes, and the momentum of the whole person instantly rose.
His voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire martial arts field, and the three words were spit out, showing his domineering.
"Brother Mo Fan has finally started to fight back!" Qian Yurou cheered.
Qian Yu Xi looked at Mo Fan curiously, could it be that this was the new trick he had boasted to himself before?
At the end of the three words, Mo Fan stood firm, even if the ring of fire was approaching, he didn't even blink his eyelids.
Instead, he said to himself: "The battlefield is decisive in killing, brave and good at fighting, and the people and soldiers are one!"
As soon as the words fell, the three fire rings surrounded and suppressed Mo Fan from different directions.
At the same time, a bunch of phantoms appeared beside Mo Fan, and dozens of soldiers blocked the three fire rings.
The three-life spirit fire circle, which was originally unstoppable in the eyes of everyone, did not expect to be blocked by these dozens of phantoms.
Yuelun watched his circle of fire stopped, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he took out a long sword and rushed up to fight against Mo Fan.
Mo Fan looked at the moon wheel that came over, the corners of his mouth smiled again, his hands behind his back, and said the word again: "Catch the moon!"
An illusory net instantly appeared above the head of the moon ring, and as soon as the big net appeared, it was covered by gravity on the head of the moon ring.
This looked different from the contact, and Yuelun thought that Mo Fan's soldiers were fake, but when the big net fell, the actual touch reminded her that this was not a dream, this was real.
Embodyment?!
Yuelun looked at Mo Fan in surprise, but the shock was also a momentary thought, and she hurriedly used her long sword to break through the interception of the big net.
In order to use the three-life spirit fire ring before, she had exhausted a large amount of spiritual power and spiritual power, so much so that now she still focuses on cold weapon duels.
She subconsciously glanced at her three-life spirit fire circle, and found that it had stopped under the pursuit and consumption of several soldiers on the other side, and fell to the ground on fire, without any threat at all.
"What? do you have any other means?" Mo Fan smiled modestly, and all the phantoms on the field dissipated.
The pretending is over, and his mental power has just run out, comfortable!
The moon wheel waved his hand at the three rings of fire in the air, and the three rings of fire turned into two scimitars and returned to the master's hand.
Putting away the long sword, Yue Lun looked at Mo Fan and said, "Indeed, as Long Jingtian said, you are very strong, and compared to us, you are not a person of the same level at all." ”
Mo Fan smiled and said, "I am indeed not at the same level as you, you are all third-grade monks, just me is a second-grade, it is normal to be different." ”
Yuelun didn't listen to his sophistry, and slashed at the other party with a scimitar in his hand.
The blade sliced through the air, whistling in the wind, and slashed at Mo Fan's left shoulder.
Mo Fan took out the purple gold stick very decisively to block the two knives.
Without the twin knives of the flames, there is still a lot to be afraid of, your own electric baton is the king!
Mo Fan activated the thunder and lightning formation, and the heads of the sticks at both ends of the purple gold stick instantly flashed arc sparks, and the cloak and stick walked up, directly fighting with the moon wheel.
The double knives on the upper body of the moon wheel are non-stop, and the work under his feet is not idle, is it a flirtatious leg.
If it weren't for Mo Fan's timely response, I'm afraid it would be difficult to protect his lower body.
He could see that the other party's kicks were serious again and again, and each time it was with the sound of whistling wind.
Since the other party is playing so seriously, then you have to work harder!
Mo Fan laughed in his heart, in reality, he no longer restrained his strength, and directly released his physical strength.
A stick swung towards the moon wheel, and the opponent chose a double-edged cross hard connection.
But she found that it was different from the previous attack, as if it had strengthened several times, and she used all her strength to retreat a few steps to catch this stick.
"Oh, that's good! Come again!" Mo Fan said, the stick was slightly retracted, and it stabbed at the moon wheel.
With this blow, Yuelun didn't dare to take it hard, and dodged the attack with a sideways sliding step, followed by leaning forward and slashing towards Mo Fan with both blades.
Mo Fan took a step back to dodge, the stick was horizontal in the air, and the horizontal moon wheel swept over.
If she were an ordinary person, the power of this air sweep with nowhere to borrow her strength was very low, but after a lesson, she would not choose to take this trick of exerting her physical strength again.
Assassins and warriors go head-to-head, although it is not certain to die, but if you want to win, it is also very dangerous, it is better to give full play to your own advantages and characteristics, develop obscenely, wait for the other party's waves, find an opportunity to take advantage of, and instantly attack to achieve the effect of defeating the enemy with one move.
The cloak and the stick are used again, this set of stick methods, he has fused four styles into it, this first actual combat, I still hope not to hit his face in the end.
On the Yuelun side, it can be said that she is miserable, she can't predict it at all, and she can't defend the stick method, which gives her a kind of idea of fighting with four people, this stick method, sometimes aggressive, sometimes domineering, sometimes pressing step by step, sometimes giving people a feeling that it is difficult to move an inch.
"What, how does it feel?" Mo Fan asked in a relaxed tone, it seemed that Zhu's stick method was not difficult for him at all.
Yuelun didn't promise him, but kept his head down, looking for a way to break the situation at this time in the process of constantly retreating.
Five minutes passed, and Mo Fan fully demonstrated his superb stick skills in front of the national audience.
The layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway.
The monk would clap his hands in amazement when he looked at Mo Fan's stick technique, while ordinary people saw Mo Fan's changeable style and highly ornamental aesthetics of violence fully embodied in him.
Damn! The corners of Yuelun's mouth twitched slightly, the past five minutes have passed, and he is still in a state of ignorance about this stick method, is it possible...... Is it true that you don't expect to win the championship in your final year of martial arts?
(End of chapter)