After the Mighty King Kong Fist was defeated by the opponent's unknown palm technique, Chen Mo withdrew from a distance of more than ten meters before unloading his strength.

His shield was lowered again, and he felt his right hand go very sore.

If he made contact like this a few more times, he would probably be dislocated and disabled, which made him shocked, this was a phenomenon that had never happened since he cultivated the Mighty Vajra Fist!

And the opponent's skill moves seem to be only D-level level, and the strength of the skill has not reached the level of suppression.

"How so?"

Chen Mo's mind was in a hurry.

He was not a stupid person, and suddenly thought of the conversation he had when he followed Xuanzong.

"In the future, if you meet someone who practices boxing, remember not to confront them head-on."

This is what Xuanzong said to him casually after seeing that his basic fingering was getting better and better.

However, because he was dedicated to cultivating internal strength at the beginning, he didn't pay too much attention to it, but now that he thinks about it carefully, he suddenly realizes it.

Fist, palm, fingering, there is a relationship of mutual restraint!

These experiences require each natural disaster victim to accumulate little by little in the actual combat process.

At the moment when Chen Mo was in a trance, the detonator had already rushed in front of him again.

Chen Mo's attention was focused on his right hand, and he noticed that he was flexibly switching between fist techniques, palm techniques, and fingering techniques, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

"Generally, boxers take the route of specialization and gradually carry forward a single system, while the detonator takes the route of checks and balances because of the inherent disadvantage of his own energy, so that even if he uses D-level skills to compete with B-level skills, he is no longer a dream."

When there was only one meter left from Chen Mo, three fingers stretched out above the blaster's fist.

D-level skill, three-finger through Lv9.

Focusing energy on the fingertips of three fingers can inflict additional defense damage on defensive skills that ignore the face, with +2 bleeding per second, -3 defense, and slash after being weakened.

Lv4 Bonus Attribute: Piercing, which can deal 35% extra damage to shield skills.

Lv7 Bonus Attribute: Tear, -6% defense against the target.

After noticing that Chen Mo did not take any countermeasures, he immediately activated his fingering skills, intending to tear apart the shield of incredible strength on Chen Mo's body.

Seeing this, Chen Mo immediately split into two and drew an afterimage, which was the Omega clone embodied by the alloy magnetic field.

At this moment, Chen Mo actually used it as a stand-in technique.

After all, with so many people watching, it was almost impossible to absorb the power of silence.

Fortunately, it's not just that Chen Mo can't give full play to his strength, but the wine-colored and wealthy quartet also has a lot of restrictions, and it can't be said that anyone will take advantage.

A flash of silver.

The three fingers of the Detonator tore apart the Omega clone in an instant.

Chen Mo's body took this opportunity to fly back and retract the alloy magnetic field into his body.

The Shocker looked surprised, frowned slightly and looked at his right hand, he couldn't remember what kind of battle process it had just been, and he couldn't help but be in a trance for a while, looking at Chen Mo's eyes full of weirdness.

The Evil Sword rolled and circled in the air, and the hilt fell into Chen Mo's hand.

It's awkward to say.

His basic assassination and basic slashing have been neglected to practice, and he has not advanced or retreated, and it is not much of a problem to rely on his attribute advantage when dealing with the weak in ordinary times, but at this moment, he wants to use swordsmanship to deal with the detonator, but it is really embarrassing.

That's when it happened.

Kong Fang, who was struggling to deal with it in the distance, was at the critical moment of the battle with Li Mu, and countless copper coins were reclassified as money swords, standing in front of the offering table and stomping anxiously, activating the paper man to besiege Li Mu.

His profession is a fusion of shaman, feng shui master, and monk.

The so-called witch is the primitive profession of prayer, divination, astrology, blessing, disaster relief, and healing in the relatively simple period of civilization.

Feng Shui masters have the power to observe the situation, look at the qi, look at the appearance, choose the day, feng shui, avoid evil and choose good fortune.

The monk pursues to change his life against the sky, man to conquer the sky, and personal leisure.

Kong Fang combines the three, based on the feng shui master, and always places himself in the auspicious place of Shangshang through the altar of the offering table, completing the so-called fixed palace, taking the advantages of various objective factors that he can influence as his own, and eliminating unfavorable factors.

Therefore, this so-called offering table is the palace.

He suddenly noticed the order of the copper coins of the money sword in his hand, and there seemed to be some problems, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"A bad omen?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a clay rat emerging from the ground and appearing under the offering table.

Rumble!

With a violent explosion, the offering table was destroyed by Chen Mo again.

Kong Fang immediately screamed, but it was Li Mu who took the opportunity to make a move and cut off one of his arms holding the money sword.

Just as Li Mu was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, Kong Fang shouted.

"God of Wealth!"

I saw that the gold ingot in his other hand suddenly swelled to a huge size, smashed down from the sky, and turned into a gold yuan offering table, emitting a dazzling golden light.

Kong Fang shouted, and at this moment, his body was bursting with golden light, and the whole person was like a golden cast.

Li Mu frowned slightly.

"God, please?"

Kong Fang's heart was dripping blood, he did launch the technique of inviting the god to the body, but the god invited was the god of gold and wealth, and the price was the gold essence and treasure in the gold yuan table, and every second was a point!

Of course.

This so-called invitation to God is not the real God.

Most of them are when level 4 and level 5 creatures expand their influence, and some of the space-time anchors left behind are just used by lower-level creatures.

"Loss, loss, loss."

But fortunately, with the great increase in strength, he no longer needs to worry about Li Mu's threat for the time being.

The other side.

Chisson didn't know what kind of trick she used, but she knocked Lilith off the gourd and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Qian Song burst out laughing.

She was no less insane than Bingling, and immediately fired a rune crossbow at Lilith.

This rune paper dart was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight, and it was pointed directly at Lilith, and the momentum was really huge.

Smack.

Lilith swung her whip.

Immediately after that, these rune paper darts actually reverted to the original one, and then Lilith jumped and avoided them.

Rumble!

The rune paper cross dart exploded, but Qian Song frowned slightly.

"Innocuous hints, that's troublesome."

Although Qiansong was arrogant on the surface, at this moment, her heart began to become cautious.

The apparent feature of harmless suggestion is that when the caster's body does not attack, the power of all the recipient's attacks will decrease sharply, but the longer the harmless suggestion accumulates, the power of the caster's first attack will increase.

This skill, combined with her Nighttime Supplement, is simply incomprehensible.

Therefore, a male catastrophe of the same level, in a one-on-one battle with him on a night with a moon, has almost no chance of winning, and can only avoid escaping.

So.

Her combination with the drunkard will be called the reincarnation of wine, in the bloody rain and bloody wind, and the poisonous wine that pierces the intestines, she sucks people to death with harmless hints and night supplements.

His gaze returned to Chen Mo and the Blaster.

The two gradually launched a more fierce confrontation.

Although Chen Mo's basic attributes and basic skills are not inferior, because the other party is more specialized in his personal professional characteristics, Chen Mo is very passive in the battle between the two sides.

When Chen Mo launched the Mighty King Kong Fist again, the Shock Detonator instantly turned his fingers into his palms and made a gesture of tolerance and grasp to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo sighed inwardly, and then his body flew over uncontrollably.

"It can't go on like this."

Chen Mo realized that in this kind of head-to-head battle, he was not the opponent of the Shocker at all, but then he felt that he was locked by a suction, and his eyes suddenly widened.

He even mastered the technique of sucking, which is also the method that the upside-down monk is best at.

"Drink!"

Seeing that the body that should have been pushed away by the other party was involuntarily sucked back again, Chen Mo immediately let out a loud shout, and the evil sword disappeared in a flash, landing behind the chest of the detonator.

He faintly felt the illusion of a blunt knife cutting cowhide.

As Chen Mo's body fell uncontrollably into the hands of the detonator, the next moment the detonator turned his claws into fists, and with an iron fist bombardment technique, he blasted Chen Mo away again seven or eight meters away, and smashed heavily on the sand ash.

However, Chen Mo's despicable mental power cover was still not broken.

He got back on his feet like nothing happened.

Seeing such a scene with his own eyes, the Shocker's eyes widened, and he gasped and took a deep breath, revealing a look of disbelief.

Then he looked down at the evil sword on his chest.

Although the wound was not deep, there was no doubt that the opponent's attack had broken through his defenses and shed some blood, which was the third wound on his body.

Seeing that the Evil Sword seemed to want to continue to burrow into his body, he snorted coldly and reached out to grab the Evil Sword.

Poof.

Chen Mo hurriedly controlled the Evil Sword to retreat, hovering above his head, and looked at his shield value with a solemn expression, there were less than 400 points.

Although this shield value was not much for Chen Mo, it was almost a desperate number for the vast majority of natural disasters.

After the despicable person's telekinesis shrouded in the monk's protective aura, the strength of the shield value was simply incredible.

"I can't continue to get caught up in his fighting rhythm."

This Blaster is a standard boxer.

If he continues to fight with him like this, Chen Mo may have a hard chance of winning, this is the type of opponent he has never been exposed to.

Although the Evil Sword can break its defenses, its damage is very limited.

It would be unwise to continue to fight like this.

Seeing that the other party attacked again, Chen Mo actually put away the evil sword, turned it into spiritual light and disappeared on the cuffs, the tour guide's loudspeaker resurfaced in his palm, and continued to rotate and enlarge, and the bell was facing the attacking detonator.

The people watching the battle from a distance were even more excited when they saw this than those who participated in the battle.

Some exclaimed excitedly.

"He's going to use that skill again!"

"This time it's in our direction, get out of the way!"

"Hehe, this big horn information of the traveler should be recorded well."

Seeing this, the face of the detonator changed slightly.

Because he had had an experience before, he didn't choose to deal with it rashly this time.

He crossed his arms over his chest and made a defensive stance, revealing an energy shield made up of countless hexagons.

D-rank skill, mutant tortoiseshell technique Lv7.

"Roar!"

This time, the distance between the two sides was only more than ten meters.

With the torrent of golden sound waves launched by the tour guide's loudspeaker, the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers with qi and destroying withering and decaying came, and the eyes of the detonator widened suddenly, and the shield armor on the surface of his body was instantly torn apart, and his body vibrated at a high frequency in the sound waves.

The arms that were originally crossed in front of their chests involuntarily threw themselves behind them.

"Ah......h

The Blaster let out a heart-rending roar with the last of his strength, puffed out his chest, and then was blasted out more than two hundred meters by the furious sound waves, rolling in the air and disappearing into the billowing sandstorm in the distance.

(End of chapter)