Chapter 177: The Battle for the Goddess
With a "bell", a metallic voice came, and Mo Wenchen was blocked by an indescribably powerful force, and the sword could not get any closer at all.
Through the light of the fighting spirit, Mo Wenchen's face was shocked, Wu Ming stretched out his index finger, and it was this index finger that completely blocked his sword.
Mo Wenchen put away his contemptuous mentality, and his fighting spirit suddenly became solid, but the situation did not change in the slightest, and Wu Ming's fingers did not even retract in the slightest.
"Is this just a little bit of strength?" Wu Ming showed a mocking expression.
Mo Wenchen took a few steps back and retreated to Mo Wenyu's side, "Second brother, let's go together." ”
Mo Wenyu gnawed on a piece of pig's trotter indifferently, and his mouth was full of oil and water.
The scabbard slammed into Mo Wenyu's head, and Mo Wenchen said angrily, "Did you hear that!"
"Okay," after Mo Wenyu agreed, the power in his body suddenly became strong again, and a fireball appeared in his hand again.
"It's really disappointing," Wu Ming pointed to the twin swords behind his back and said with a regretful expression, "I originally wanted to use this pair of swords to play with you, but looking at your strength, it seems that you don't need to use weapons." That's it," Wu Ming pinned one hand behind his back, and the other hand still only raised an index finger, "I still only use one finger to resist your attacks, and if I use one more, I will lose." ”
"We will definitely make your death ugly!" Faced with unprecedented contempt and provocation, Mo Wenchen and Mo Wenyu burst out, "Regret it, nasty guy!"
Mo Wenchen swung his sword and rushed towards Wu Ming with unparalleled strength, while Mo Wenyu's spherical natal divine weapon was attached to the hilt of Mo Wenchen's matching sword.
With a few "clicks", the ball-shaped natal divine weapon cracked open, and a large amount of flames erupted from it, and the power that burst out further increased the speed and strength of the sword.
Is this a rocket-like principle? However, it is clear that all this is in vain for Wu Ming.
Wu Ming didn't say a word, his index finger lightly tapped on the tip of the sword that was striking quickly, and the sword still stopped in an instant as before. The qi waves generated by the collision of forces spread out like ripples in all directions, and even though the two brothers used their strength to feed, Wu Ming still did not move.
"It's so stupid, you really came to pick up with your bare hands!" Mo Wenchen had a triumphant expression on his face, let go of his hand, and immediately flew away.
The "fireball" against the hilt of the sword completely shattered, and the flames that erupted wrapped Wu Ming and the sword in the airflow, and the flames of the Fire Dragon King level burned on Wu Ming's body, instantly turning him into a burning man.
"Dead, right?" Mo Wenchen smiled confidently, "Definitely dead!" casually patted Mo Wenyu on the side, Mo Wenyu turned pale, gasped, moved a thousand pounds of body, and the big sweat on his forehead fell, obviously he had just exploded his natal divine weapon, which caused him to suffer a lot of damage.
Although a person who cultivates the power of the spar can easily condense the Natal Divine Weapon again, every time the Natal Divine Weapon is broken, it will have a great trauma to its mental aspect.
However, compared to the cost of its own damage, the Fire Dragon King-level master's self-detonation of the Natal Divine Weapon can promote more powerful flames, and even Wuqiu, who is also the Fire Dragon King, can hardly extinguish this fire with the rain of ice crystals it creates.
Even in the face of a monster who can receive the full blow of the grandmaster with one finger, the brothers will definitely be able to defeat it if they join forces, Mo Wenchen is extremely confident in his heart, not to mention that the third brother Mo Wenshuang has not yet made a move, if the third brother also makes a move, just ask who in this world can be the opponent of the Mo Wen family!
Mo Wenchen pretended to be handsome and walked in front of Pandora, the woman in front of him made his heart extremely restless, but he was full of ruddy face and didn't know what to do, after all, in front of the woman he liked, pretending to be a serious man worthy of trust, should belong to the commonality, even if it is a pirate.
Coughing lightly and clearing his throat, Mo Wenchen learned from the opera he watched when he was a child, deliberately pretended to have a loud and magnetic voice, and patted his chest, "Ah......"
Before a word came out, the other pirates pretended not to see it, and Mo Wenchen's embarrassing and exaggerated acting skills would make the people watching even more embarrassed.
"This idiot!" Mo Wenshuang, who was not far away, showed a look of disdain unabashedly, although that woman was indeed very beautiful, but at this time, the situation of the enemy and me was not clear but there was such a behavior, it seemed very stupid, although the two brothers Mo Wen solved one, but the other party also had a fire dragon king, although there was no lethality, but the master who could pile up a fire dragon king with cryolite at least proved that the other party was very rich, and generally such a rich person was definitely not weak.
Pandora saw the man in front of her approach, lifted the eaves of the small lace umbrella, and glanced at each other.
At a glance, she saw through the structural code of this man's life, from his birth to death, every word he said, every trace of sweat that flowed, and even everything he had thought in his mind all his life. However, it is clear that Pandora did not show the slightest interest in this man.
However, it was Pandora's glance that made Mo Wenchen suffocate in his heart, thanking God for his favor, which made her look at herself, and he was so excited that he even forgot what he wanted to say, but he unnaturally had a sense of humility in his heart, as if he was on the street when he was a child, facing the pity and contempt of those nobles who looked at him, and suddenly felt a sense of impetuousness in his heart.
No, it should be more humble than this feeling, who do you think you are, God? Mo Wenchen's original restlessness in his heart was like being poured cold water, and even he himself understood why just by looking at each other, his mentality could have such a huge gap.
"Hey...... What kind of eyes are you...... What do you mean by this, don't you even look down on me? Who do you think you are facing! We are the most vicious pirates on the entire continent, and even those incompetent officers and soldiers can only flee when they see us. Mo Wenchen gradually revealed a fierce appearance.
"There is nothing to look down on, and the person who clearly despises you the most is yourself. But you have put all the blame on someone else," Pandora sighed softly, "There are too many evil cause and effect threads around you, and sooner or later you will be overwhelmed and completely pulled into a place of no return." ”
"You stinky, you dare to curse me! Look at your man, he has been burned to ashes by us now," Mo Wenchen pointed to Wu Ming, who was being burned, with a strong threat in his proud tone, "See, this is the end of going against our Mo Wen family." ”