"Okay, I promise you a bet, tell me how to win or lose?"

Yun Tianluo licked his chapped lips, and looked at the jade bottle in Mo Qianqiu's hand, his eyes were full of greed.

Although Mo Qianqiu had already seen the strength of his physique just now, he still had such self-confidence, and his physique must be extremely extraordinary, but Yun Tianluo was also confident, and he was not afraid of any physique cultivator of the same age!

Mo Qianqiu said with a smile: "The two sides are not even allowed to use the spirit treasure, they only use pure physical strength, whoever can't bear it and starts to use the true yuan in the end, even if he loses, how about it?"

Nodding, Yun Tian fell and did not speak.

"In that case, let's do it. ”

With Mo Qianqiu's loud shout, the momentum on his whole body changed in vain, and the original uninhibited arrogance suddenly disappeared, replaced by a violent and destructive aura that was so oppressive that people could barely breathe.

At this moment, Mo Qianqiu's whole body completely turned into a reddish-brown color like a roasted lobster shell, and the violent and ferocious aura made it look like an ancient brute beast that had woken up from a deep sleep, and began to show his sharp fangs.

Seeing this scene, the contempt in Yun Tianluo's eyes disappeared completely.

Today's Mo Qianqiu, although he didn't use any True Yuan aura, still made him feel extremely dangerous.

"Eight Desolation Battle Heavenly Technique!"

After urging his body to the extreme, Mo Qianqiu's eyes were red, and he shouted, he stepped on the sea with both feet, and the originally calm sea around him suddenly seemed to be impacted by Wan Jun's huge force, countless water waves rushed into the sky, and the sea surface within a radius of thousands of meters suddenly buzzed and trembled.

Stepping on the sea, Mo Qianqiu walked on the ground, punched out, like a dragon, the blood rushed out, the void of the earthquake appeared ripples, and the sound of thunder sounded above the fist wind, like the morning sound of bells and drums above the nine heavens.

In the face of this punch, the momentum that had been building up on Yun Tianluo's body for a long time burst out, the qi and blood in his body boiled, circulating throughout his body, and the vague blood light penetrated out of the body, and the powerful qi and blood actually showed signs of being released.

The right arm was raised, and a punch that was enough to explode the ordinary Spirit Sea Realm was suddenly swung out, surrounded by qi and blood, the air crackled, and wherever the fist passed, the space seemed to be unable to withstand that kind of pressure, and the oppressed let out a low sound.

Rumble!

The two fists collided together without reservation, like two peerless beasts, colliding with all their strength, and the low sound was like a muffled thunder.

With the two of them as the center, countless seawater swept into the void within a radius of several thousand meters, just like a huge sea creature trying to crawl out of the water, and the whole scene was extremely shocking.

After Yun Tianluo and Mo Qianqiu collided once, their hands each withdrew a few steps away, and their eyes were full of surprise when they looked at each other.

However, neither of them stayed, and they all let out a deep sigh and bumped into each other again.

The moves of the two opened and closed, not gorgeous, not to mention skills, no defense, only attacks, fists to the flesh, hitting each other, and there was a sound of gold and iron colliding.

The waves on the sea were churning, and waves were spreading out, and with the rich battle intent that was intertwined and intertwined on the two of them, anyone who saw it would be shocked.

Bang! Bang!

The two figures kept colliding, the entire sea was in a mess, and some creatures in the water burst open one after another under the huge concussive force, and the originally blue sea water was dyed red in a moment with a radius of tens of thousands of meters.

"Haha, refresh, come again!"

was knocked back more than ten meters by Mo Qianqiu's punch, Yun Tianluo laughed loudly, with a strong fighting spirit, and he turned up again.

Yun Tianluo felt that his state had never been so good, his blood was boiling, and it was the first time for him to fight so heartily in terms of physique.

Originally, he always thought that in terms of physique, no one among the younger generation could match, but he didn't expect that Mo Qianqiu would not be inferior to himself in this fight.

Until this moment, the clouds and the sky fell and I couldn't help but sigh that there was a sky outside the sky, and there were people outside the people.

If he hadn't come out of the sect this time, he would have to immerse himself in the self-confidence of the younger generation.

In fact, Yun Tianluo didn't know that the shock in Mo Qianqiu's heart was far stronger than him.

The Eight Desolate Heavenly Techniques that he cultivated were one of the Zhenzong exercises in the sect, and looking at the heaven and earth, almost any kind of body forging martial arts could be compared.

There are a total of seven layers of this exercise, and at his current age, he has cultivated to the peak of the third layer, looking at the sect, not to mention that the young people of his generation are incomparable, even in the entire history of the sect, people who are in the same age level as him are incomparable!

Now in this fight, he didn't expect that the opponent's physique, whether in strength or defense, would be faintly better than himself.

Every time he punches the opponent, the opponent doesn't react at all, but there will be a trace of pain in his fist, and when the opponent's fist hits him, it seems to tear his body.

"This guy can't be some xenomorph demon beast handed down from the wilderness. ”

Feeling the clouds falling more and more bravely, the strength carried by the fist became bigger and bigger, as if tireless and painful, Mo Qianqiu's eyes suddenly showed a helpless color.

It was the first time he had encountered such an opponent, and now he finally knew the mood of others when he crushed others with his strong physique.

"Again, don't exhaust the last bit of strength today, and vow not to give up! The contest between pure physique, no one has ever allowed Ben Shao to exhaust all his strength, don't you say, there are really some small expectations. ”

Three consecutive punches bombarded Mo Qianqiu's chest, shaking it with a burst of blood churning, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and Yun Tianluo did not have the slightest intention of staying, and chased after him quickly, with an expression that he would not give up if he did not cripple you.

In the constant collision, Yun Tianluo can clearly perceive that his body is constantly getting stronger, and every punch Mo Qianqiu punches on his body seems to be able to stimulate the growth of cells in his body, both toughness and strength are increasing.

"Since that's the case, then come on, Ben Shao doesn't believe it, the wheel physique, will actually lose to you, a little-known boy!"

From the very beginning, to the current oppression, Mo Qianqiu is also holding back the fire.

In his eyes, a fierce color flashed, and in an instant, his whole body was covered with a layer of rich reddish-brown light.

Looking at this light, Yun Tianluo's eyes suddenly changed, and a feeling of extreme danger arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart.

"This is the Eight Desolation Battle Qi that has been cultivated after this young man has cultivated this body forging technique, and it is not the true element. ”

As if he was afraid that the clouds would fall and misunderstand, Mo Qianqiu hurriedly explained.

Hearing his explanation, Yun Tianluo was even more frightened.

When he came to Xuanyang Sect, especially after becoming a disciple of Ziling Zhenchuan, he had deliberately gone to read the body forging martial arts treasured in the Xuanyang Sect, and had seen some of them extremely powerful body forging martial arts, but except for the Supreme Lei Yan Jue that he had cultivated, there was no one who could cultivate any other energy.

Originally, he thought that only the Supreme Lei Yanjue was an accident, but now it seems that only a body forging martial art that is advanced to a certain extent can cultivate energy other than the true element.

The Eight Desolations battle qi shrouded in Mo Qianqiu's body in front of him, although it was not as powerful as his Supreme Yuan Gang, it was definitely far beyond the ordinary True Yuan.

The Eight Desolation Battle Heavenly Techniques that Mo Qianqiu cultivated were indeed terrifying, even if they were not as good as his Supreme Lei Yan Technique, it was estimated that they were not far behind.

"Let's make a move, I want to try how powerful your so-called Eight Desolation Battle Qi can be!"

He glanced at Mo Qianqiu with solemn and expectant eyes, and the blood on Yun Tianluo's body was tumbling, and his fighting spirit was like a rainbow.

"In that case, let's come, among people of the same age, Ben Shao has also met many people with strong physiques, but no one has ever been worthy of Ben Shao's use of the Eight Desolations Battle Qi, Ben Shao wants to see, how you should resist next!" (To be continued.) )