The twin brothers obviously relied on skill and cooperation to win, but He Chuanxiong seemed to be known for his strength, and with every collision, Mo Yu could feel a terrifying force coming from the already decaying wood, and it was heavy all at once. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Absolute Thunder Thorn slashed through He Chuanxiong's body, but he felt an extremely strong obstacle, these people didn't know how many years they had lived in the chaos, and their fragile physique had already surpassed the so-called comparable artifact physique in the Heavenly Realm after being tempered by chaos.

"Hey, hey, this can't be done, haven't you eaten?" The Absolute Thunder Thorn stabbed into He Chuanxiong's arm diagonally, but it attracted He Chuanxiong's ridicule, because the Absolute Thunder Thorn in Mo Yu's hand only left a shallow scar on He Chuanxiong's body.

Syllable~~~

The rotten wood in He Chuanxiong's hand slapped on Mo Yu's body, directly covering Mo Yu's body with the dragon scale armor condensed by the power of chaos.

"Hey, hey, are you a tortoise? He Chuanxiong roared, waving the wood in his hand in pursuit.

"Your mouth is really annoying. Mo Yu said impatiently.

Although He Chuanxiong's mouth was annoying, his strength was completely beyond Mo Yu's expectations, and the fusion of seven external incarnations was only comparable to him.

"Whahaha, yes, yes, that's what they all say. Hearing Mo Yu say that his words were annoying, He Chuanxiong was not ashamed, but proud: "But what can you say, what can you hate, you have the ability to kill me, if you can't kill me, you can't shut me up, you can only hate it." ”

Among the 'people' in the chaos, many people wanted to kill He Chuanxiong, not because it was suspected that his true identity was exposed, but because he owed too much for his mouth. It's a pity that as He Chuanxiong said, if you hate it, kill him, if you can't kill him, you can only hate it. He Chuanxiong has been able to live unharmed until now, not only because he and He Chuanying are twin brothers, but also because of his strong strength.

"Chuanxiong, be careful, otherwise you may really die. Thousands of miles away, He Chuanying, who was quietly standing on the sidelines watching the battle, opened his mouth to remind.

He Chuanying could see that Mo Yu had used all his strength, but he didn't see a sense of crisis on Mo Yu's face. You know, Mo Yu is not only fighting with He Chuanxiong now, but there is also a man next to him who is watching fiercely.

In this case, Mo Yu, who had done his best, still did not show the slightest sense of crisis on his face, except that Mo Yu was an idiot, there was only one explanation - Mo Yu still had a back hand that was enough to turn the tide, and this back hand was enough to deal with him and He Chuanxiong joining forces.

Of course, He Chuanying said earlier that He Chuanxiong is the only one who really wants to fight Mo Yu, so he will never make a move. He Chuanying knew that he wouldn't make a move, but that didn't mean that Mo Yu would believe that he really wouldn't make a move.

After determining that there was no way to defeat the other party with weapons, the offensive of the two invariably converged a lot. The fight between the two is no longer so intense, but the degree of danger has increased exponentially, and the slightest carelessness will be hit hard by the other party, and once it is hit hard, the result can be imagined.

"Big brother, don't worry, although this kid is powerful, but he is just a slightly more powerful ant, as long as I want, I can kill him at any time, I am just playing with him." Although Mo Yu's attack put a lot of pressure on He Chuanxiong, He Chuanxiong still looked relaxed, as if the extremely oppressive pressure was on someone else.

The lightness on He Chuanxiong's face was not really relaxed, it was just a manifestation of the pressure he put on others. The more relaxed he behaves, the greater the pressure on the other side, and the more likely he is to reveal his flaws, just like his broken mouth like a fly.

"Little sister ......" opened his mouth, not only Mo Yu was stunned, but even He Chuanxiong, who spoke, was also stunned, although He Chuanxiong's face looked stunned, but the movements on his body were not the slightest slow, and even slightly sharp: "That...... It's wrong, it's the little brother. Little brother, don't be afraid, my brother will love you well...... ...... vomit"

Mo Yu was disgusted by He Chuanxiong's words, but before he could show anything, He Chuanxiong himself couldn't stand it and began to retch. Mo Yu's movements froze, and He Chuanxiong had already rushed up with a cruel smile.

"Damn, I've called my little sister all my life, and I've only called me a sister in this life, and I've never called a man, but today I've made an exception for you. A little brother made me disgusting, don't want it, this account, we have to calculate it. He Chuanxiong roared angrily and frantically attacked Mo Yu.

"I've been molesting girls all my life, and now I've been molested, and I've been fucking molested by a man, and this account has to be calculated carefully. Mo Yu snorted coldly, the absolute thunder in his hand swept away the wooden mallet that He Chuanxiong had beaten fiercely, and the three absolute palms of his left hand collided with He Chuanxiong's left fist, and the moment the two were temporarily separated, Mo Yu slammed his shoulders and elbows, took a step forward, and slammed into He Chuanxiong's chest: "Peak attack!"

Boom~~~

The dull crash outweighed the roar of thunder.

"Tickle?" He Chuanxiong took more than ten steps back, hundreds of feet in one step, and the moment he stabilized his figure, he blocked the thunder with a side leg and slapped Mo Yu's body that had already appeared in front of him.

"You think so, that's it. The Absolute Thunder Thorn stabbed towards He Chuanxiong's chest, and the moment it was pressed down by the wooden mallet in He Chuanxiong's hand, a thunder beam suddenly shot out from the tip of the Absolute Thunder Thorn, leaving a small blood hole in He Chuanxiong's abdomen.

He Chuanxiong snorted in pain, but his eyes shone brightly: "Good baby, good baby, you can leave such a deep wound on my body with one blow." What's more, this treasure is too insidious, and it can shoot thunder under the cold, if I have this treasure in my hand, it is really insidious. ”

"He couldn't penetrate his abdomen, how long did this He Chuanxiong stay in the chaos?" He Chuanxiong was surprised by the damage caused to him by the Absolute Thunder Thorn, but Mo Yu was shocked by the tenacity of He Chuanxiong's physique.

A Peerless Thunder Thorn can store the lightning charge of three attacks, and this Absolute Thunder Thorn that Mo Yu has refined in Chaos is enough to recreate the current existence of Twilight Yuchen, Gu De, and Peng Yue. Although he knew that He Chuanxiong's physique was extremely tough, but now the energy was stimulated by Mo Yu three times at one time, so he couldn't hit He Chuanxiong hard, which made Mo Yu not shocked.

Mo Yu was stunned, and then a rotten piece of wood like a mallet appeared in front of him, and with a crisp click, the hard dragon scale armor shattered.

"So this turtle shell of yours can be broken, I thought it was indestructible. He Chuanxiong's words were full of banter, and the rotten wood in his hand waved even harder.

A simple swing, one blow was heavier than another, and after dozens of blows, Mo Yu was overwhelmed by He Chuanxiong's attack. The strength is too strong, and now every time he blocks, the Absolute Thunder Thorn in his hand has a feeling of wanting to get rid of it, and even the entire right arm is vaguely unconscious.

Blood spilled from Mo Yu's arm, from Mo Yu's arm, and from Mo Yu's tiger's mouth, but Mo Yu didn't have time to pay attention to these at all, because He Chuanxiong's blow came again. Mo Yu saw the Absolute Thunder Thorn slashing in front of him, and saw the happy smile on He Chuanxiong's face, but he couldn't feel the presence of his right hand.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha, waste, idiot, you dare to fight with me, you let me swing your weapon fifty-seven times before you take down your weapon, you can hold on to my indomitable swing for so long, you are qualified to let me look at it squarely. He Chuanxiong laughed and roared, and the rotten wood in his hand continued to wave.

The rotten wood crossed the sea of thunder, broke the thunder, and came in front of Mo Yu.

A right hand poked out from Mo Yu's back, grabbed the Absolute Thunder Thorn that slashed in front of him, and collided with the rotten wood in He Chuanxiong's hand.

"How is it possible, is yours already ......" He Chuanxiong couldn't help but panic when he saw Mo Yu holding the Absolute Thunder Thorn in his right hand and stopping his swing again, but when he saw that Mo Yu had a hanging right arm on his right side, his voice couldn't help but stop abruptly: "Two right arms? How can you have two ......?"

He Chuanxiong's voice stopped again, as he saw Mo Yu's third right hand, as well as the second left hand. It was these two hands that tightly fixed Mo Yu's hanging right arm on the right side of his body, avoiding the impact of this arm on the battle when he moved.

"Monster, you're a fucking monster, how can a person have so many arms, what the hell are you?" He Chuanxiong roared angrily, he had seen too many people and too many things, but he had never seen such a strange person, he had never seen such a strange thing.

In anger, He Chuanxiong raised the rotten wood in his hand again, but his arm only raised as if it was quickly lowered with a painful sound. He knocked Mo Yu's arm unconscious, but in the same way, with more than fifty consecutive swings, his arm also suffered heavy damage.

If he hadn't stopped just now, if he had continued to swing the rotten wood in his hand, then he could still be immersed in the indomitable battle. But he stopped, and when he saw Mo Yu's second right arm, he stopped, and once he stopped, he could no longer continue to suppress the backlash caused by too many swings of the rotten wood.

"What the hell are you? You're obviously not a centipede, why do you have so many arms?" He Chuanxiong tried to raise his arm, and after finding that he really couldn't continue to fight with his right arm, he took back the rotten wood in his hand and the storage ring, since the right arm that could be used to fight could no longer continue fighting, then there was no need for this battle to continue, after all, he and Mo Yu did not have an undying deep hatred.

"Since Nancheng Lin told you my name, didn't he tell you that I was a dragon?" Mo Yu looked back at He Chuanying who was walking in the distance and said, "Is it your turn?"