When he looked up, the black skeleton was less than three feet away from the top of his head with a powerful oppression. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Dongfang Mo's body shook violently, and the anode forging technique was all unfolded, and a warm force in his body began to swim.

In a split second, he broke free from the aura that had locked him.

"Huh!"

Its form shifted several feet horizontally.

"Boom!"

Then a loud bang was heard, and the ground trembled beneath his feet.

A circle of air waves was set off, and dry bones were blowing all over the sky. But Dongfang Mo's feet were like roots, and his body looked majestically ahead.

At this moment, the black skeleton's body bent, and its fists smashed into the place where he had stood before, and with it as the center, several spreading cracks appeared in the earth. And all the bones within a radius of three feet were shattered into powder.

With just this blow, Dongfang Mo was able to judge the hidden strength of this black skeleton, which was deeper than he imagined. To be able to deliver such a powerful blow, how could he be forced to flee in embarrassment.

Seeing that the blow missed, the black skeleton turned sharply, and then its body suddenly disappeared.

Even with Dongfang Mo's eyesight, he could only see a trace of afterimage passing by, and the black skeleton had already appeared in front of him in an instant, and then his arm was raised.

With a "tearing" sound, a black light flashed, tearing the air directly open, and blasted towards the Dongfang Momian Gate.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo was shocked, and he didn't want it to be so fast. Watching the bone fist enlarge in his eyes, he immediately felt a strong aura of danger.

At such a close distance, at the critical moment, Dongfang Mo only had time to raise his fist in the same way, and a repulsive force burst out from his flesh fist and blasted forward.

"Bang".

Because of Dongfang Mo's repulsive power, the two fists did not really touch each other, and they couldn't get in an inch from a finger's distance.

But at this time, both of them felt an extremely terrifying huge force coming from each other's fists.

"Wow!"

The black skeleton stood still on its legs and slid backwards three feet, pulling two visible scratches out of the ground.

Dongfang, on the other hand, took seven or eight steps back, and finally stepped on it violently before he stood firm.

I saw him raise his head, and the fierce light in his eyes flashed. I know that the first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers, and the dust in my hands is cut from top to bottom.

"Huh!"

The silver-white whisk slashed towards the black skeleton in an instant.

As the silk approached, the black skeleton's inky fist slammed into the top of its head again.

With a "poof", under the huge force, the soles of the black skeleton's feet sank three inches deep into the ground.

After failing to strike, Dongfang Mo flicked his backhand, and the long silk arched an arc, and continued to slash towards the black skeleton.

Seeing this, the black skeleton's legs bent slightly, and it was still a punch without fancy punches, and it slammed forward.

This time, with a "bang", the silk exploded directly and turned into thin silver threads.

Dongfang Mo had expected this, and when his wrist turned, thin threads were like silver needles, stabbing towards the black skeleton's body.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

In the next breath, I heard a continuous crisp sound, and the sky was full of silk stabbing on the black skeleton, like a hard iron stone, and there was not even a trace of white marks left on his inky skeleton.

Dongfang Mo's eyes showed a touch of disbelief, he didn't expect this black skeleton to be even harder than he imagined. Then his wrist continued to turn, and the silver-white whisks gathered, tightening a twist, and about to wrap it.

The black skeleton had already comprehended this trick before, and at this moment, his fist suddenly flattened into a palm, and under a shock, an invisible ripple spread out in his palm, and then he grabbed it fiercely in front of him.

Under Dongfang Mo's horrified gaze, he actually grabbed the whisk that was twisted into a strand in his hand. Not only that, but its arm bent and jerked.

Dongfang Mo's figure soared, and he stumbled forward, and was directly dragged by the black skeleton.

Now it seems that the strength of this black skeleton, even if it is not as good as Xing Wu, I am afraid it is not far behind.

Oriental ink mana is cathartic like a tide, rolling into the dust in his hand. But the palm of the black skeleton was like an iron tong, writhing wildly in the dust, but it could not break free.

Seeing Dongfang Mo's figure rise in the air, he had been pulled to a distance of less than three feet from the black skeleton. After a little thought, his palm suddenly loosened, and at the same time, his figure that was still in mid-air twisted, and he stood ten zhang away in the blink of an eye.

The black skeleton felt a lightness in his hand, and under inertia, he took half a step back. He put the dust in his hand and looked at it, then grabbed the two ends of the immortal root with both hands and folded it hard.

However, despite his great strength, under this fold, the immortal root did not move.

Seeing this, the black skeleton was obviously stunned, and then its body seemed to tremble with anger, and then its arm straightened and threw it violently.

"Whew!"

The dust shot out, and with a soft "poof", the immortal root was inserted into the middle of the grave in the distance, and the silver-white whisk fell down, scattered lightly in the air.

Dongfang Mo stood in the distance, looking at the black skeleton, his eyes full of fear. But only a moment later, he pinched his fingers, and the words came out of his mouth, and he pointed to the top of his head in his breath, and shouted:

"Spirit!"

The words fell, and above the head of the black skeleton, three clusters of rich spiritual light suddenly condensed, turning into three lifelike green leaves.

The black skeleton looked up sensitively, and when he saw the three leaves above his head, his figure disappeared like a teleportation.

Dongfang Mo looked in a certain direction on the right, and roared again in his mouth:

"Drop!"

After speaking, he pointed sharply in the direction he was looking.

"Whew...... Shout...... Whew......"

At the same time, three green leaves fell from the sky, and only three green lines could be seen passing through them.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

In an instant, three crisp sounds came, and a few feet to the right of Dongfang Mo, the black skeleton was immediately forced out. And because the power of the Spirit Descent Technique was extremely great, its body was blasted backwards and bounced several feet away.

After stabilizing its figure, the black skeleton looked at Dongfang Mo, and there seemed to be a touch of anger in the hollow eye sockets, so the figure shook and disappeared again.

Dongfang Mo's fingers pinched again and again, and the three pieces of green drew three green lines again, and they hit a place where there was nothingness.

With three crisp sounds, I saw the black skeleton fly out upside down again.

So Dongfang Mo's hands moved faster.

"Woo Woo ......"

The three green leaves continued to shoot out, and all you could see was a hazy green line in front of you, sometimes tearing the air apart and smashing into the black skeleton. And every time it was bounced away, the green line continued to walk towards him as if it had been pulled away, enveloping him in it.

At this point, the sound of tinkling was endless, and the figure of the black skeleton withstood a burst of critical blows, constantly retreating.

"Buzz!"

At a certain moment, the black skeleton seemed to have lost patience, and with a shake of its hands, an invisible ripple swollen in front of him, and three green leaves slammed on the ripples, as if it had fallen into a quagmire, and was imprisoned in front of it and unable to enter.

"Bo Bo Bo!"

Then three soft sounds came, and the three green leaves finally turned into pieces of spiritual light and dissipated.

"Hula!"

The black skeleton was finally unhindered, and at this time, it shot towards Dongfang Ink, and a skeletal fist blasted towards his heart.

Dongfang Mo's face was so heavy that he could drip water, and this black skeleton was completely invulnerable, and it was comparable to bone teeth. He had many means, but he couldn't help him.

Therefore, he understood that he was afraid that ordinary means would not work against this black skeleton at all.

In his deep groan, the black skeleton had already arrived in front of him, Dongfang Mo's body shook, the power of mana and flesh exploded, and his right hand slammed into the punch.

"Bang", this time he was already on guard, but he just took half a step back and stood firm.

But the black skeleton's other fist had already smashed at him again.

Dongfang Mo's left hand formed into a palm, and a white edge lit up on the palm blade.

"Shhhh

Beneath the Sky Splitting Blade, the air was cut open in a black crack.

"Ding!"

However, the slash on his fist still only made a crisp sound.

Next, I heard a clanging sound, and for a moment the sand and rocks flew away, and a yellow storm was set off around it.

Just more than ten breaths, Dongfang Mo was forced by the black skeleton, his arms were numb, and his body kept retreating.

At some point, his feet loosened, and he finally flew out diagonally.

"Ahem......"

After staggering to his feet, he only heard him cough violently. In just a dozen breaths, the fists of the two turned into afterimages that were difficult to see with the naked eye, and they exchanged blows thousands of times. Now his arms were shaking, and he still hadn't fully regained consciousness.

At this point, he no longer hesitated, reached out and grabbed a yellow gourd from his waist.

"Buzz!"

With a shake, a fishy wind blew out, accompanied by the sound of insects that made people's scalps tingle.