Chapter 162: The Battle of the Draw (3)

Holy Wings, Now!!

At the critical moment, Mo Yan no longer dragged and directly summoned the Holy Wings, but this time to everyone's surprise, Mo Yan's four Holy White Feathers actually poked out two crystal white feathers again.

Six-Winged Strongman?!!!

Due to the aggressiveness of the current shape, Mo Yan had to put the four wings behind him, oh no, it was six wings, and Mo Yan superimposed the six wings behind him, like a silkworm cocoon, firmly protecting Mo Yan.

Boom! Mo Yan's whole body fell forward with the momentum, and he retreated dozens of meters sharply, Mo Yan stabilized his body and staggered to his feet, but the six Holy Light Hua Feathers behind him were a little dim.

"It's actually reached this level, it seems that you have gained a lot from that Battle Skill Pavilion, if Brother Mo Yan is willing to come to my Silver Alliance, I am afraid that his status will not be lower than mine in the future." The ghost-faced scholar Hua Wushuang looked at Mo Yan with a smile, the feather fan in his hand shook gently, and the gorgeous silver robe danced in the wind, rattling.

"If you are willing to come to my source group, there will definitely be a place for you among the number two people, and you will not be lower than me. Mo Yan sneered at each other and said coldly.

Instead of being angry, Hua Wushuang chuckled and shook his head, "I really don't know whether to live or die, and you are still stubborn?" Don't think that the Holy White Wing realm is so easy to enter, with your current state, you are not qualified enough for me to pay attention to it, Ah Bing, solve him!"

Hu Bing frowned slightly, and didn't even look back, if it weren't for Hua Wushuang's kindness to him, he would have abandoned the Silver Alliance and left, and followed Hua Wushuang for a long time, Hu Bing knew that Hua Wushuang's heart was deep, how insidious and cunning he was, and it was no exaggeration to say that every strand of his hair was almost empty.

Looking at Mo Yan's holy wings, which had not yet recovered. Hu Bing pretended to be proud and arrogant and said, "Show your full strength." I'd like to see it too. How powerful will the skills you choose from the Battle Skill Pavilion be? ”

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Hu Bing hesitantly, although the latter's words were manic, the expression on his face was still calm as usual, the only difference was that there was a trace of expectation in Hu Bing's eyes.

He's giving me a chance to stabilize my realm?!!

Now. Even Mo Yan, who has a strong sense of self-esteem, can't help but feel a stir in his heart, this is definitely not the contempt of the strong for the weak, but a kind of guidance similar to learning, what Mo Yan lacks most now is to truly stabilize his realm from actual combat.

Without pretentiousness, Mo Yan immediately took a step back, although Hu Bing had no intention of hurting him, the premise was that he also had to show equal combat skills, after all, his fists and feet had no eyes. Taking a deep breath, Mo Yan's eyes instantly transformed into milky white. Then, behind him, six holy wings, symbolizing glory and dignity, shattered one after another. turned into a milky white streamer and re-integrated into Mo Yan's body.

"Transform into a sword. ”

His arms were suddenly raised above his head, his palms were together, and a cluster of milky white light that was not dazzling burst out from between Mo Yan's palms, but the seemingly tepid light suddenly bloomed into a very powerful sword qi in the next moment, and the milky white light condensed into a simple and unpretentious narrow giant sword at the same moment.

"Good combat skills, spiritual power contains condensation into a sword, take me a move and try it!" Hu Bing's face was a little solemn, and the six wings behind him bloomed without warning. Then, I saw Hu Bing's left foot slam on the ground, the earth instantly tore out a series of snake cracks, and the right leg went up, and everyone saw that a moonlight wave suddenly appeared in front of them, and it quickly went up, and there was a tearing roar between the friction with the air.

Seeing this, Mo Yan also shouted, and in the process of waving his arms downward, the giant sword in his hand seemed to emit a burst of cheerful humming, and a huge sword light ran through Changhong, flying out, and the target was directly aimed at the moonlight power wave.

"Sweeping through thousands of armies, thunderbolt breaking the sword !!"

Judging from the momentum alone, it was obvious that Mo Yan had the upper hand, whether it was the momentum along the way or the volume of the sword, it was far more than the moonlight released by Hu Bing's flying legs. But is that really the case?

The next moment, a deafening roar resounded throughout the audience, and the sword ray, which had the upper hand in both momentum and size, could only stop the moonlight for a moment, and then exploded in front of everyone's eyes.

Boom.

A small mushroom cloud rose into the air, but at the last moment, the sword Mangning was shattered by jade, not by tiles, so it was stopped.

Hu Bing seemed to be a little excited, nodded one after another, and said at the same time: "Interesting, take my trick again!"

As he spoke, Hu Bing jumped, and after a spinning backflip, Hu Bing's body rotated like a spinning top, and countless moonlit rays vented out, like machine guns, and roared towards Mo Yan with a brush.

"Good time!"

Seeing such a formation, Mo Yan's heart moved, and he shouted, and then clenched the milky white long sword with both hands, slashing horizontally and vertically, facing the overwhelming silver moonlight, Mo Yan did not retreat at all, but held the long sword in his hand and intercepted them all.

"Sword draws mountains and rivers!!" Mo Yan finally felt a little weak, and suddenly released a shocking momentum, and it was another move without any fancy force, but this time, the sword light actually directly shattered the void, roaring towards Hu Bing.

Hu Bing didn't dodge or dodge, and kicked the incomparable sword head-on, but was shocked by the force of the anti-shock and took several steps backwards one after another, and the robe on his body was also shattered, revealing the strong clothes inside.

"It's really amazing, then, I'm going to do my best, if you can still take my blow, Hu will admit defeat. Hu Bing looked at the broken wolf clothes on his body, and he was not annoyed at all, but the fighting spirit in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Mo Yan's eyes were also blazing, and he said, "Senior, please!"

Hu Bing jumped into the air, hung firmly in front of Mo Yan, and then said, "Okay, come on!"

This time, Hu Bing didn't make a single sound, everyone only saw that above Hu Bing's legs, a golden flame suddenly burned, the flame was different from the previous open flame, this flame seemed to come from the beginning of heaven and earth, inherited for hundreds of millions of years of ancient fire.

"Huge gold, groundbreak!!!!ing"

Mo Yan's milky white pupils suddenly contracted to the size of a pin's eye, and the incomparably flickering legs rendered by golden flames were like the claws of death to Mo Yan. The hands quickly moved and sealed, and a more condensed giant sword was born, and those who were careful would see that Mo Yan's hands holding the sword were trembling slightly under the sword.

"Sword slashes the world!!"

The giant sword fell, and Hu Bing's steel blade feet that shimmered with incomparably surging golden light also roared towards the giant sword at the same moment. At that moment, whether it was the white light on the milky white giant sword or the golden light on the feet of the steel blade, they were all extremely powerful at the same moment. (To be continued......)