Chapter 135: The Great Hurricane Demon Hand
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Only Xiaoba, 'Gollum' swallowed his saliva, as if he heard the sound of his stomach barking again, lying on the ground, his eyes were too lazy to open, only his nostrils kept sniffing on the ground like a dog, hungry, hungry, in order to hurry, he hadn't eaten enough for several days.
"Boy, I really underestimated you. ”
Qu Muqing, who was blushing, struggled to get up. Holding his chest and wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, a cold killing intent rose in his eyes.
What happened just now, I only blamed myself for being too light on the enemy, and I really didn't take him seriously. But Rao is like this, and the strength shown by this kid really surprised him.
I never thought that he would become so powerful in one year. When I wanted to rob and kill this kid halfway, it was just an idle move. If it can be achieved, it will be counted if it can't.
If you knew this, you should have gotten rid of him at any cost.
Right now, you can only kill hard. This year, I haven't been in vain, and the corners of my mouth have raised a cruel arc.
"Qu Muqing, it's you, you haven't grown at all. Chen Mo carried it with one hand and watched him get up indifferently. Originally, he didn't believe that Qu Muqing would fight like this.
"Hmph, boy, do you think I was my real strength just now?" Qu Muqing chewed the blood in his mouth, his eyes released a strange scarlet, and he smiled evilly.
"Don't talk nonsense, a brute like you doesn't deserve to be a human at all. Chen Mo spit out word by word, his voice was like a bell, resolute as iron, and he was loud.
Even if not for yourself. Uncle, the eldest brother was plotted by him. It's all from him. In any case, this blood feud has to be avenged. Even if he has the huge force of Xuanhuang Sect behind him, he must be crushed to ashes in order to comfort his uncle's spirit in the sky.
This enmity is not shared!
"Arrogance!" the corners of Qu Muqing's mouth twitched, the muscles on his face trembled, and his fierce and brutal momentum skyrocketed. A fierce Xuan Qi condensed on the fist, but in the cyan Xuan Qi, there was also a cold aura.
An eerie yet familiar atmosphere. It spread around Qu Muqing. That breath, déjà vu, when I first met. Near-miss death.
Chen Mo's eyes suddenly froze, yes, it's a dead city, the Great Demon King~
This is the breath of Netherworld.
"Hahaha. Qu Muqing laughed sheepishly. There was a looming netherworld aura on his body. It floated in the air, making the surrounding air exude a hint of terror.
Even the spectators in the audience felt a chill in their hearts.
"Chen Mo, you forced me, forced me to do my best. ”
With the blow just now, Qu Muqing had palpitations in his heart, and he didn't dare to be careless.
His body shook, and a pair of cyan phantasm wings stretched out over the back of his shoulder. When you fan hard from top to bottom, the sand on the ground is flying. The body soared into the air.
Flying Mystery Technique, Qingyun Wing.
When Qu Muqing took off, his figure paused slightly, and then his shadow was like a whirlwind, his body was like a steel diamond, with a black aura, like a bolt of lightning, swooping down, and the yin wind was strong, sweeping towards Chen Mo.
"Whirlwind Drill!"
Chen Mo was shocked, what kind of demon skill is this Qu Muqing cultivating? Could it be that he is colluding with the demon clan like the Red Flame King?
But when the battle is about to come, he can't afford to think too much.
Get rid of distracting thoughts, take a sharp breath, divide your legs, and walk steadily. The two fists were raised above the head, like King Kong standing, the overlord carrying the mountain, and the great bright Xuan Qi gushed out from the palms of both hands.
"Vajra Tota!"
"Boom~"
A strong air current, accompanied by a loud sound, dispersed, flying sand and rocks, and smoke filled the air.
Chen Mo carried Qu Muqing who was directly hitting him with both hands, and his footsteps fell into the bluestone platform by an inch, his body was still upright, and he would rather bend than bend.
He only felt as if all the eight veins of the Qi Sutra had been shattered, and his body suddenly lost consciousness. And Qu Muqing laughed after the blow, his wings fluttered, and he flapped his wings again.
Innate!
Chen Mo's heart tightened, the power of the blow just now far exceeded the power possessed by the spirit master, and the strength had already reached the innate level.
Congenital, only a few talented strong people will break through the shackles and achieve congenital. Supreme Elder Chen Yixian only had innate power in his ancient years, which was still a lucky thing, and the difficulty of his promotion could be imagined.
This made him sigh in his heart, in the end, he was a proud disciple of a wealthy faction, not only was he talented, but his cultivation talent was also extremely amazing, coupled with excellent cultivation resources, as well as such flying mystical skills that made countless people salivate.
With this kind of cloud-driving technique, the whirlwind drill trick is straight up and down, taking advantage of the situation. Compared with a single crisp shot, the power will more than double.
When Chen Mo returned, he was prepared for a hard battle. But he didn't expect that this Qu Muqing would be so difficult. There are others who seem to have colluded with the demons and cultivated the Netherworld Demon Qi.
The difficulty has multiplied dramatically.
Enduring the pain of shattering the bones and veins on his body, Chen Mo clenched his teeth and stared at Qu Muqing floating in the sky, his eyes blazing. A flame of anger burned in his eyes.
"Qu Muqing, no matter how capable you are, today, you must die!" Qu Muqing, who was in Chen Mo's cold sky, hated and angered this person to the extreme, exuding a cold aura all over his body, endured severe pain, and said resolutely.
"Then it's up to you. ”
With Qu Muqing's disdainful laughter, it slowly fell. Chen Mo could feel that a huge oppression was permeating from his body.
"Explode me!"
Qu Muqing swooped down again, and the cyan Xuan Qi filled his palm with a touch of black and dark qi, and slapped at Chen Mo's Heavenly Spirit Gai.
The last move was hard-hitting, and Chen Mo suffered a big loss. Once again, the horse walked steadily, urging the Great Light Xuanqi to be forced out of the body.
A yellow barrier, the golden bell jar rose in an instant. Majestic and heavy, golden condensation. It has reached the point of perfection.
This is the mad lion smashed his golden bell jar with one punch and helped him temper it thousands of times, and who can know the hardships and pains in it?
"Boom~"
All of Qu Muqing's strength was bombarded on the golden bell jar, even the golden bell jar that was perfect was shattered at this moment. But he was also hit by the powerful force of the shock, and his body fell backwards, and his internal organs shook violently.
The sharp pain rushed straight into his head, his face became more and more hideous, and the violent aura increased sharply again, and the momentum turned into a palm.
"Great Hurricane Demon Hand!"
A black handprint appeared out of thin air. In an instant, it turned into a few feet in size and exploded at Chen Mo.
Chen Mo suddenly felt the danger of suffocation, his pupils shrank slightly, and the strength of his whole body gathered in a punch, and a thunderbolt suddenly caught up.
Its fist is like iron, and it is just to the yang.
Under the ring, countless eyes watched this scene with bated breath, the scope of the fight between these two people was beyond the scope of the spirit master, and even the ordinary innate beginner level was not as good as it.
The two fists, both containing extremely terrifying power, finally collided with each other.
With the point of the two people as the center, a majestic ripple spread out, tearing through the air, distorting the space, and the deafening explosion sounded in the sky like thunder, making people's ears buzz.
Under such a devastating impact, Chen Mo was like a kite with a broken string, flying out upside down and slamming into the bronze lion, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, spilling on the green bricks of the ring, extremely poignant.
fell to the ground, his face was pale and bloodless, his chest seemed to be pressed by a mountain, and it was difficult to breathe.
It is already extremely surprising that a mere eighth-order spirit master can fight with the innate for so long. However, at this time, it seemed that Chen Mo had fallen into an absolute disadvantage.
"Morr. Patriarch Chen Zhengfeng couldn't help but be shocked.
He knew the meaning of this battle, and if he lost, the whole family would suffer. He was extremely ashamed in his heart, as the patriarch, all the burdens were for Chen Mo to pick. If there is a choice, I really can't bear Chen Mo to fight again.
"Second brother. Helian Huowu covered his mouth, his heart like a knife. A pair of watery eyes were full of tears, teeth were clenched, hatred suddenly grew, and a flame burned violently in the palm of the palm, ready to leap forward at any time.
What are the rules of the ring, she has completely ignored it, she only knows that if anything happens to the second brother, all the people opposite will die!
Qu Tianyao, who was next to her, was also anxious, and she also knew a little about the rules of life and death in the ring, looking at the pale figure from afar, the cherry mouth trembled slightly, and the tears were scattered like broken pearls, and she could only look at her father with a blank eye.
"Brother Qu, it doesn't look like the situation is good, it's too reluctant to use the eighth order of the spirit master to fight the innate initial level. And that kid from the Qu family seems to have cultivated some kind of powerful magic skills. Bao Wei was covered with a layer of frost and invited to the town. But it was because Chen Mo was the valley master of Changchun Valley and the identity of Mu Lingwei's disciple. If this Chen Mo has three longs and two shorts, it is not good to explain to the prince when he goes back.
"Third general, even if Chen Mo is defeated, the old man will try his best to protect it. That Xuanhuang Sect dared to bully me Chongxuancheng, this account, the old man still has to settle it with him today!" Qu Xinghe's face was filled with anger, Xuanhuang Sect deceived people too much. As a city lord, how could he swallow this breath. I can't bear to refuse the pitiful eyes of my beloved daughter.
"The city of Immortality is attached to the protection of the Xuanhuang Sect, and the Eastern Burning Sky is the king of the Heavenly Rank, and the power of the Xuanhuang Sect should not be underestimated. Huai Haomiao sighed and said, "It's still too little time for Chen Mo to grow up. ”
"Brother Qu is really arrogant, don't worry, the Xuanhuang Sect dares to mess around, and the royal family will definitely support it. ”
"Thank you, General San, so Qu is relieved. Qu Xinghe's expression was slightly relaxed, and he thanked him gratefully and said, "Then you have to rely on the three generals a lot." ”
"Huo Wu, did you hear that?" Qu Tianyao laughed a little, took Helian Huo Wu's hand and said, "With Daddy here, Xuanyuan Gongzi will be fine." ”
"Hmm!" Helian Huowu's nervousness relaxed slightly, and he said strangely with a small face: "Sister Tianyao, why do you call the second brother Xuanyuan Gongzi?"
"That's because ......"
...... (To be continued......)