Chapter 140: Full Fire
Chapter 140: Full Fire
"What?" Mo said lightly, his eyes widened in surprise.
There has never been a cultivator below the late stage of Qi refining who has been able to dodge this sword of his own, the second form of the Black Wind Sword Technique. What's more, Wu Qingtao didn't hide yet, but blocked it head-on.
Taking advantage of the moment when Mo Qingyan was stunned, the phantom of the God of War behind Wu Qingtao had become extremely condensed, and with a wave of the halberd, he actually wanted to take Mo Qingyan's head!
Seeing this, Mo lightly snorted coldly, and with a backhand sword, he blocked the halberd, and then an incomparable and powerful aura exploded, like a violent explosion, shocking Wu Qingtao. Wu Qingtao was also injured because of this, and the phantom of the Flame God of War behind him dimmed a little.
For a cultivator in the Explosive Qi Realm, this single hand is enough to shock out opponents below the late stage of Qi refining, and the aura in his body is dozens of times that of the middle stage of Qi refining, to say the least.
"The early stage Qi refining cultivator who can fight with me here, Wu Qingtao, you are the first. Next, it's the sixth and final form of the Black Wind Sword Technique that I use with all my mightβWind and Rain!"
Mo Qingyan's cultivation in the late stage of qi refining, the aura in his body is more than Wu Qingtao, I don't know how many times, and Mo Qingyan is also in the middle stage of refining, with a huge strength of forty or fifty thousand catties. From beginning to end, he didn't use any exercises, and just with the sword intent he comprehended, he beat Wu Qingtao to the ground. The last form of the Black Wind Sword Technique, Mo Qingyan's comprehension of the wind and rain sword intent has reached an extremely high level!
Wu Qingtao saw Mo Qingyan rushing over, it seemed that the clouds were light and the wind was light, calm as water, but in fact, every sword had a hidden killing intention, as if death was approaching. In this case, Wu Qingtao could only go all out, the aura in his body was running to the extreme, and he used 108,000 catties of huge strength to fix the state of mind of the heavens, meticulous, and the battle instinct was fully opened, coupled with the full firepower of the Burning Meridian, the soul was burning, and the flame red lotus bloomed more and more dazzlingly. It can be said that he spared no effort and reached the peak of Wu Qingtao's strength in an instant.
With the Great Sun Burning Sky Palm in one hand, he stepped on the moment of stepping, and with the phantom of the Flame God of War behind him, he rushed towards Mo Qingyan.
In the seventy-second move, Wu Qingtao was stabbed in the left shoulder by Mo lightly.
In the seventy-third move, Mo lightly slashed Wu Qingtao's cheek with another sword.
The seventy-fourth move...
By the ninetieth move, Wu Qingtao was already scarred, with blood flowing all over his body, and the pain was incomparable. At this moment, Wu Qingtao looked crazy, looked up to the sky and roared, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, happy!
Mo Qingyan gasped slightly, his eyes were firmly fixed on the illusory shadow of the Flame God of War behind Wu Qingtao, his brows were furrowed, and the battle intent in his heart was also completely ignited by Wu Qingtao, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shouted loudly: "Okay! Next, the last form of the Black Wind Sword Technique-the wind and rain are about to go, and the dust is settled!"
As soon as this fixed word fell, Mo said lightly with a sword, as fast as lightning, and stabbed Wu Qingtao's right shoulder in an instant, piercing it!
"Ninety-first move, you don't have a chance. β
Mo Qingyan's voice was cold, and he said to Wu Qingtao.
"You said there was no more?" Wu Qingtao's face was covered with blood, and his right hand hung down weakly, and he was extremely embarrassed. But even so, our tenacious Brother Bang still pulled the corners of his mouth up, and smiled very arrogantly: "Bloom, Flower of Death! Flame Red Lotus, open !! for me"
Mo Qingyan felt a little bad in his heart when he saw Wu Qingtao's reaction, as Wu Qingtao's voice fell, Mo Qingyan only felt a pain in his head, and he almost couldn't grasp the black long sword in his hand, the temperature around him suddenly rose, and countless flames ignited on the ground, a huge, four or five zhang high flame lotus, quietly blooming!
"This, what is this?!?"
"Red, lotus. β
Yongtian, Yi Zheng, and Yan Kuan's eyes were blurred, looking at the lotus flower in front of him that was blooming more and more beautifully, exuding a charming aura, and a strong aura of death!
Standing outside, the three of them could feel the terrifying temperature emanating from the beautiful and delicate lotus flower, which was terrifying (hehe, fun)!
Mo Qingyan, who was deeply immersed in it, was able to directly feel the horror of this red lotus fire, giving people a feeling that it was enough to burn the heavens and the earth, and the fear in his heart arose spontaneously.
"Damn, you actually borrowed the power of the wind in my sword intent, and the wind helped the fire! I really shouldn't underestimate you, Wu Qingtao!" Mo Qingyan secretly hated in his heart, he shouldn't underestimate the enemy.
Indeed, with the help of the wind, the Flame Red Lotus could bloom so brilliantly. Wu Qingtao, who was the primer of the flame, was in the very center of the flame red lotus, and under the scorching of the red lotus fire, the injuries on his body gradually healed, as if he was reborn from the fire and miraculously recovered.
And the black long sword that pierced Wu Qingtao's shoulder, in Mo Qingyan's unbelievable eyes, seemed to have an unstoppable force, slowly pushing the long sword out of Wu Qingtao's right shoulder! Mo Qingyan took the opportunity to hold the sword and retreated, the temperature was so high that even Mo Qingyan's spiritual energy turned into substance, blocking the flames, and it was difficult to bear the temperature transmitted in.
Moreover, the Red Lotus Fire was not only capable of burning all tangible substances, but even the ethereal divine souls could also be burned. Mo Qingyan felt pain all over his body, not only because of the high temperature, but also vaguely, as if he was about to be ignited. Even the spirits in their minds felt the scorching pain.
"Ahh
Mo couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar angrily, and stabbed a sword at Wu Qingtao's front door. At this time, Wu Qingtao was expressionless, looked coldly at the long sword coming straight to him, stretched out two fingers, and gently clamped Mo Qingyan's long sword.
"Ninety-second move. Wu Qingtao's expression was indifferent, and his tone was cold, which made Mo Qingyan feel deep fear.
Under the ignition of the Red Lotus Fire, Wu Qingtao's strength has increased dozens of times!
"Hmph, you're just a cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining, how can you be my opponent!" Mo Qingyan seemed to be irritated by Wu Qingtao's contemptuous eyes, and lost the mentality of playing cat and mouse that he had maintained from just now to now. No matter how Wu Qingtao behaved before, Mo Qingyan had never been so moved, and he still looked confident and victorious.
But now, Mo Qingyan deeply felt the breath of death.
The sixth style of the Black Wind Sword Technique - the wind and rain are about to go, and the dust has settled!
It was an extremely powerful sword, but it was a pity that Wu Qingtao was completely different from just now at the moment, and easily dodged this sword.
"Ninety-third move. β
"Ninety-fourth move. β
"Ninety-fifth move. β
β......β
Mo lightly said that the sword failed, or was blocked by Wu Qingtao, his heart was extremely ashamed, and he was almost injured by the reverse flow of qi and blood. Being in the Flame Red Lotus, Mo Qingyan felt that he was controlled everywhere and could not give full play to his advantages. On the other hand, Wu Qingtao seems to have been reborn, and his strength has increased dozens of times!
"The hundredth move. β
Wu Qingtao struck Mo Qingyan's body protection aura into the essence shield with a palm, knocking Mo Qingyan out of the flame red lotus.