Chapter 235: Self-destruction

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Time passed minute by minute, Montezuma couldn't attack for a long time, and the continuous use of these two spells with all his strength also made him need to breathe a sigh of relief, so as soon as the spell was collected, he shouted and asked, "Who are you?"

The female ghosts are also very strange, obviously Mu Qingcheng's realm is not high, and it seems that he didn't use any means, but Montezuma can't help him.

Qingcao turned her head and asked, "Queen, can you understand?"

Pan Li stared at Mu Qingcheng with beautiful eyes, without blinking, and there was a hint of excitement and disbelief on her pretty face.

"Queen?"

Green grass called again.

"Don't talk!"

Pan Li waved her hand, her heart was full of shock, Mu Qingcheng's aura not only made her feel close, but also seemed to be somewhat similar to the Inca royal family in terms of the operation of the exercises.

You must know that the royal exercises have always been kept secret, directly inherited from the sun god Inti, and non-royal children are not allowed to practice, and they are born to restrain priest witchcraft!

Pan Li doesn't think that Mu Qingcheng is an Indian, or even a descendant of the Inca royal family, after all, the difference in appearance and characteristics is still quite big, so who is he and where did he learn it?

Pan Li also wanted to figure it out.

Mu Qingcheng raised his knife and said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense, it's my turn now!"

After speaking, the knife flashed and slashed straight over!

Mu Qingcheng didn't leave any hands, it was completely a frame of unsuccessful and benevolent, in fact, he didn't dare to keep his hands, facing the masters of the Broken Void level, if he didn't use all his strength, he would be looking for death!

Montezuma had never been to the desert, but he could feel that there was a kind of non-return in the knife technique, and there was an endless artistic conception hidden in the rage, he did not dare to be slow, he shouted violently, picked up the scepter and waved it over.

"Dang!"

A flash of fire flashed, and the machete was cracked.

After all, machetes are just modern industrial products, and Montezuma's scepter is a legendary magic weapon with mana blessings that cannot be easily damaged.

But what is puzzling is that Montezuma showed a cautious look, and Mu Qingcheng was happy, laughed, and waved his knife again!

Because from this knife, Montezuma doesn't know martial arts, and he can't figure out the transfer of the Crazy Sand Knife Technique, and he only relies on his true yuan to be strong, and his realm is higher than his own.

In other words, Montezuma is the most authentic magic-type cultivator, defeating the enemy with spells, good at long-range strikes, hand-to-hand combat is his weakness, and Mu Qingcheng is a standard martial arts cultivator, he doesn't know any spells, relying on fists and kicks, with body skills and speed to break the enemy.

These two types can't say who is higher or lower, but once the spell is broken, or when the martial arts cultivator gets close, he will be very passive.

With the bottom of the first move, Mu Qingcheng was determined in his heart, and drove the wild sand knife method with the body method of Huajian You, which was even more strange and unpredictable, although the knife technique flickered, but he would never fight against Montezuma again, it was often between the virtual and the real, and he would leave as soon as he received it.

In the eyes of everyone, it was like a cloud of silver light revolving around Montezuma, and occasionally black light shot out, but it couldn't hit the silver light.

Originally, this kind of play, Mu Qingcheng's consumption was greater than Montezuma's, but Montezuma didn't know martial arts, he could only see moves, and he couldn't deduce Mu Qingcheng's back hand, and his spirit was highly tense, so whether it was true yuan or spiritual consumption, it was actually greater than Mu Qingcheng's.

And he couldn't recite the incantation, because the sword qi oppressed his vocal cords, after all, there are very strict requirements for reciting the incantation, and every syllable must be fully vibrated to attract the true yuan to communicate with a mysterious force, and missing any link is a failure.

"Phew!"

A flash of blood!

Montezuma knew that he couldn't go on like this, so he was slashed by Mu Qingcheng on his arm, relieved himself a little, and began to chant the incantation loudly.

Mu Qing basically grasped the key to Montezuma's initiation of evil arts, the Heavenly Demon Dafa operated violently, and the concave force field appeared, Montezuma only felt that the syllables that he had just spit out were sucked away, and his complexion suddenly changed greatly.

Another knife was slashed, and Mu Qingcheng smiled and said: "I can figure it out, you are a rocket position, you hit far, and it is powerful, but when you encounter the raid team, you still let you take a break, today, you just accept your fate!"

"Flutter!"

Kelly chuckled.

Montezuma was angry, and her face turned blue.

Yes, he has a strong true yuan, but he can't hit Mu Qingcheng, no matter how high his kung fu is, no matter how good he is, he has to hit it, and if he can't hit, it's just a waste of effort, but under the opponent's guerrilla tactics, the consumption is getting bigger and bigger, and after a long time, one will go away and the other will rise, and sooner or later he will have to stop cooking.

But there was nothing he could do, and who would have restrained his sorcery?

In the sword light, Mu Qingcheng became more and more comfortable with the fight, and the first style of the Wild Sand Knife Method became more and more proficient, although Montezuma did not know martial arts, but he was a master equivalent to the Broken Void Level, with great strength, continuous, and extremely fast reactions, which was the most suitable training object.

Of course, Montezuma is incomparable to the real Broken Void Master, he is just that the power of the spell is equivalent to the full force of the Broken Void Master, and the real fighting ability belongs to instinct, in other words, such as Sister Chen, Wang Cao is a genuine Jinshi, Montezuma is a gifted Tongjinshi, and he is congenitally insufficient, so he can't fight back effectively, and with the passage of the True Yuan, his steps gradually weakened.

"Ahh

Another flash of blood, and one of Montezuma's arms was chopped off.

Although he ran the True Yuan as fast as he could, sealing the wound, but the lack of an arm would inevitably affect his movements, and after a while, a deep cut was drawn on his back, which forced him to consume the True Yuan again to seal the wound, forming a vicious circle.

Knife after knife, dozens of moves, Montezuma has been wounded all over the body, and his movements are obviously inflexible, although there is no blood oozing out for the time being, but the skin and flesh are turned out, and it is very gritty.

Almost everyone can see that Montezuma's defeat is a foregone conclusion.

Escobar Jr. and Richie glanced at each other with a look of resignation.

Yes, even if Mu Qingcheng is not yet a Broken Void level master, but if he can kill a Broken Void master, he is equivalent to this level, and little Escobar and Li Qi are not forced to a dead end, and it is impossible for them to go against a Broken Void master.

The female ghosts and Kelly also let out a long sigh, only Pan Li's expression was a little complicated.

"Okay, let's die together!"

Montezuma burst into a terrible laugh, her body froze in place, swelling like an inflated balloon.

"Oh no, he's going to blow himself up!"

Rain screamed.

"Ahh

The female ghosts were also frightened and floated back one after another.

Mu Qingcheng hurriedly slashed off Montezuma's head!

But the strange thing is that although the head fell to the ground and the blood gushed from the neck, Montezuma's body was still getting bigger and faster.

A female ghost named Feng shouted anxiously: "It's useless, this is the divine pill in the dantian that exploded, Montezuma's spirit is attached to the divine pill, even if you crush his body to the bone, it's useless, retreat, retreat, oops, it may be too late!"

"Huh?"

Mu Qingcheng also felt that terrifying pressure, and subconsciously told himself that it was useless to retreat, because he was locked, so he quickly swept the dantian of Montezuma with his divine sense and the eye of the candle nine yin.

In the dantian, there is a gray oval object, which is emitting terrifying true element fluctuations, becoming more and more violent, and you can even see Montezuma's shadow attached to it, laughing silently like a madness!