Chapter 72: The Great War (2)
Countless ghostly and illusory figures continued to fly between the three of them, and these disgusting figures seemed to be endless, killing a batch, and a new batch would appear again, and then entangled with each other again in groups.
Zhang Qiang's muscular arms kept smashing down, and his mouth was always grinning, as if this was his pleasure!
In Wu Tian's hand, countless dreamlike swords appeared, and every swing took away a large piece of the ghostly figure.
Mordo stood in the middle of them, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, these puppet-like figures he had, countless! So he didn't care how many kills the other party, as long as one of them touched the body, then it would stick to you, like a roundworm in the stomach to live in it, this kind of thing is very difficult to get stuck to once it is glued.
And this thing is still controlled by him, and being touched by it is equivalent to falling into his control, even if you have deep skills, you can be affected for a moment, or a breathing time, don't look at this short time, but in the battle of the same level or a higher level of powerhouse, this moment is a fatal threat!
"Hmph!" the Shadow King Su Luo snorted in a voice as long as he could hear it, and then his figure flickered and disappeared from the spot, heading straight for Mordo, ignoring the strange figure that was constantly moving around him!
As soon as the light flashed, a three-foot-long sharp bayonet appeared in his hand, the blade was slightly tilted, and suddenly a bright light reflected by the sun appeared, and the eyes of Mordo in front couldn't help but narrow slightly!
This is the time!
It was still the shadow king Su Luo, who was still dressed in a black robe, and his speed increased several times again, and the bayonet in his hand slammed into the heart of Mordo. Feeling a slight tingling pain in his chest, Mordo suddenly leaned back, and his body drilled past Su Luo's *, from the beginning when the light appeared, Mo Duo knew that it was not good, and his mind was completely on alert!
Looking at the scratch on his chest, Mordo's face began to gradually turn cold.
At this time, Su Luo was dressed in a black robe, covering his whole body, and there was no place to be exposed except for his eyes, just like the assassin who never saw the sky, living forever in a dark corner!
His attacks are different from others, he is always so sharp and direct! If you fight him in the middle of the night, then he is like a fish in water!
Duoku on the square, Gu Huan and Tu Cheng had quietly withdrawn from this square at the beginning of the battle, but what they didn't know was that there was a dragon-like figure behind them following them!
"Shadow King Su Luo, Sword King Wu Tian, Martial King Insolence!" Mordo looked at the three people opposite and said lightly: "But that's it!"
"Your grandfather's true power hasn't been used yet!" Zhang Madness showed a mocking look, and then raised his hand, and suddenly clenched his fist and shook violently in the air, and the space splashed with ripples, exuding a charming halo!
Immediately, a huge fist phantom appeared in the air and blasted towards Moldo.
The huge fist phantom flew in the air, the space was slightly collapsed, and when I looked up, I felt a mountain-like pressure coming!
Mordo looked at the huge fist attacking from the air, his brows furrowed slightly, in the face of this madness, he also felt a headache, there was no trace of skill at all, it was all brute force, and this brute force was so heavy, with his strength it was very tricky to unload this force. If someone says that arrogance is a certain power in the beast world, no one will doubt it!
"Space reversed!" Mordo shouted, his face was not full of hideousness, his hands pointed into the air, only to see a sudden chaos around the huge fist, and then the space began to distort, and a vortex with a frenzied aura appeared and swirled the huge fist and began to rotate.
The huge fist creaked and moved slowly, as if it were a fierce struggle! He waved his hand again, and the whirlpool spun even more violently! He wanted to attack back with the force of insolence!
"Where to turn!!" Suddenly, Wu Tian shouted loudly and raised his knife to leap up, aiming at the center of the whirlpool and slamming it down!
Coffee!
The knife slashed across the whirlpool, and the whirlpool that kept rotating suddenly stopped rotating, and then it was divided into two like this, you can imagine what the concept of a whirlpool being divided into two by a knife is!
Zhang Mad knew that this was not the time to be stunned, and then the arm that stretched forward and clenched his fist shook again, and a wonderful wave of mysterious power spread out, and then ethereal into the huge fist phantom, because this fist was also in the center of the whirlpool, so it did not escape the result of being divided into two halves, but under the injection of this mystical force, the huge fist phantom began to merge and condense!
Seeing that Wu Tian easily broke his own moves, Moldor couldn't help but look sink, these guys really didn't have any fuel-efficient.
Then the body rotated in place, and the technique was constantly changing, and finally sat down with his hands folded and crossed on his knees, his eyes closed!
"I'll make you immobile like a mountain!" Seeing his indifferent appearance, he was so angry that he suddenly roared angrily, but his fist shook twice, and two more mysterious forces spread out into the huge fist phantom that was getting closer and closer to Mordo, and the phantom was castrated for a moment, becoming more condensed, and was already close to the substance, and then quickly came towards him.
The huge fist of Whirring made a strong whistling sound and a strong wind sound in the air, and Moldor still looked indifferent, without a trace of movement, as if he was in a state of flux.
Rumble!!!
The huge fist finally landed on Mordo's body, and it erupted with an earth-shattering bang! The heavens and the earth shook violently at this moment, and in the midst of the radiance, the ripples in circles also expanded sharply!
And the most tragic thing is that all the remaining buildings in Tianlu City have been turned into ruins! The dust and smoke are everywhere, and the panicked people are fleeing in a random way without knowing the direction!
And Moldo's figure was also bombarded into the ruins, and he disappeared! Zhang Madness and Wu Tian squinted their eyes, and at the same time, they were also looking for Moldo's figure tightly!
The wanton flying dust and smoke slowly fell, and then I saw a black figure hurrying towards a bulge in the ruins of the city, it was the shadow king Su Luo, who had not made any movement for a long time!
From the beginning of the attack to Wu Tian's attack, Su Luo quietly hid on the side and quietly observed, and now he found such a good opportunity, but he did not hesitate to directly get up and attack Na Mordo!
"The Last Days - Desolation!" Su Luo, who was flying rapidly, let out a deep voice, with emotion of indifference to everything! With a flip of his palm, the sharp bayonet appeared in his hand again, and when his voice fell, several streamers flashed at the tip of the bayonet, exuding a desolate atmosphere in the last days!
(How?How?If you think you can get by, then smash the recommendation vote in your hand at me!