Chapter Ninety-Five: Suck and Suck

A pair of meat fists and a hammer collided again, but the hammer was always smashed down tightly, and Lu Beichuan's pair of fists had been swung out several times, without stopping the hammer for half a minute.

"Hahaha...... You don't do that either. ”

Seeing that Lu Beichuan couldn't let himself pause in the slightest after several consecutive punches, Mu Xiong sneered, and the hammer in his hand was even harder, wanting to smash Lu Beichuan with a hammer and lose his mobility.

Another hammer forced Lu Beichuan back with both fists, Mu Xiong just wanted to taunt again, but suddenly saw a curvature on the corner of Lu Beichuan's mouth, his heart suddenly jumped, and a bad premonition spread in his heart.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

As if he was anxious to give himself a little comfort in his heart, Mu Xiong increased his strength again, and on the hammer, the spiritual power was almost condensed into a solid state.

"Broken!"

Lu Beichuan let out a low shout, and an extremely domineering fluctuation spread out above the hammer like a water wave.

One black light after another emerged like a tide, and under the layers, there were dozens of them. These black lights, almost under Lu Beichuan's fingers, all burst out.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Lu Beichuan's face was indifferent, and the black light attached to the hammer continued to explode, not just a single explosion, but layer by layer, and the power rose several notches.

"How is that possible!"

Mu Xiong was horrified in his heart, and immediately gave up the hammer in his hand, threw it aside, and hit Lu Beichuan with a pair of meat fists.

"You forced me!"

Mu Xiong opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of essence blood, and his whole body seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, but he quickly recovered, and the momentum of his whole body actually increased a little!

"Miscellaneous, I will cut you down here today!"

Mu Xiong's eyes were vicious, and the secret methods he had been hiding were revealed at this moment, in order to behead Lu Beichuan here.

Mu Xiong's body suddenly became much stronger, which made Lu Beichuan's brows furrow, and the spiritual power on Mu Xiong's body was probably more than twice as strong as before.

"Is it a secret method......

In addition to the normal cultivation of spiritual techniques, there are always some strange secret methods in the heaven and earth, which can greatly improve one's strength in a short period of time, which is very effective.

However, this secret method is extremely harmful to oneself, some of which will make the user lie down for more than ten days, and some of the more serious ones will leave the user with indelible damage.

But even so, it is excellent to be able to master a secret method, after all, in a battle, it is very likely that the victory or defeat is the short-term increase in strength.

A stream of blood qi wrapped around Mu Xiong's body, this secret method was obviously a sacrifice of his own essence blood in exchange for some strength, which was not very advanced.

"You're proud enough to push me to such a point."

Mu Xiong said in a deep voice, then clenched his fists, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

At the moment when Mu Xiong disappeared, Lu Beichuan was shocked, and the soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and his body suddenly disappeared in place.

And at the moment when Lu Beichuan disappeared, a fist carrying fierce power slammed into his original position, directly smashing the ground made of this special material into a fist-sized hole.

"Is it so much faster?"

Lu Beichuan was horrified in his heart, although this kind of secret method is extremely harmful to people, the strength that can be exchanged for it is also real.

"What a speed!"

Countless spectators watched in horror at the two people who came and went in the field, often only seeing one fist smashing on the ground, while the other figure kept flashing to another place.

"Chop! Will you just run away? ”

Mu Xiong scolded angrily, the time of his secret method is limited, once Lu Beichuan drags the time over, without Lu Beichuan's action, he himself will fall.

Lu Beichuan ignored him, and with a force under his feet, he dodged his punch again.

"Ahh

"Run! I'll see how you're going to escape! ”

Mu Xiong stopped chasing, stood in place, and stepped heavily on the soles of his feet, shaking the entire stone platform a few times.

Mu Xiong's eyes became cold, and the cyan spiritual power on his palm rolled out, and the palm of his hand turned into a piece of dead wood at this moment, which was extremely weird.

"Dead Deadwood!"

Mu Xiong manipulated his arm that had turned into dead wood, and it seemed to poke out lightly, but it was actually extremely fierce, especially the dead wood arm had a chilling dead silence.

If someone dares to connect with the flesh, they will inevitably be affected by this breath of dead silence, which will continue to erode the vitality in the human body.

The most important thing is that this killing move has locked Lu Beichuan's qi machine, and no matter how he dodges, he can't avoid it.

However, Lu Beichuan didn't plan to dodge, this Mu Xiong used his death to deal with himself, it was simply self-defeating.

"Well, I'll show you what the real dead silence is."

The Immortal Heavenly Scripture was running without reservation at this moment, and the spiritual power in his body continued to pour out, and a thick death qi lingered on Lu Beichuan's hands.

If Mu Xiong's death breath is pure and only the breath of death, then Lu Beichuan is death with a trace of vitality, life and death, death and life, at this point, Mu Xiong has fallen into the disadvantage.

The palms of the two hands touched together, and there was no obstacle from spiritual power, and the palms of the two hands were unobstructed.

"Hahaha...... Look for death! My dead dead wood will continue to erode people's vitality, and once it comes into contact, it will definitely die! ”

Seeing Lu Beichuan like this, Mu Xiong was overjoyed in his heart, the disadvantage of this move was that it was difficult to make physical contact with the enemy, but now this Lu Beichuan took the initiative to send it up, which made him not surprised.

"Oh? Is it? ”

Lu Beichuan said jokingly, but the dead qi in his hand was no longer released outward, but was constantly absorbed into his body.

"I like you very much."

Streams of dead qi continued to pass from Mu Xiong's hands to Lu Beichuan's hands, and after these dead qi entered Lu Beichuan's body, they were refined by the Immortal Heavenly Scripture and became a new spiritual power in Lu Beichuan's body.

"You! How could it be! How can it be! ”

Mu Xiong wanted to withdraw his arm, but that arm seemed to have taken root in Lu Beichuan's hand, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

Lu Beichuan finally felt the pleasure of absorbing people's spiritual power, and he suddenly understood that the fox bell was coming, and it turned out that the feeling of absorbing people's spiritual power was so pleasant.

"Well, no, I'll have to let Ling'er come to me less in the future."

If you keep letting Fox Ling'er suck like this, I'm afraid this little girl will be addicted, this is not a good habit, if she leaves herself in the future, I don't know if she will suck other people's spiritual power.

"Really...... Vixen......"

However, compared to Lu Beichuan's complex inner activities, Mu Xiong was much more uncomfortable, and the spiritual power in his body was frantically sucked away, especially on his arm, and those death breaths were constantly disappearing.

And the time of the secret method has also come to an end.

Smack!

Kio's body fell to the ground, but he still struggled to get up.

Lu Beichuan just glanced at him lightly, turned around and walked towards the stands.

"In the second game, Lu Beichuan won!"