Text Chapter 839: Divine Stick, So You're Here!
"Make a move. β
Looking at Yuekong, who had a slightly hideous face, Mu Sen knew that this battle could not be avoided. In that case, there is nothing to say, huh.
Mu Sen stepped back to the platform, drew his long knife, and his qi rose like wolf smoke, shattering the clouds.
Yue Kong also returned to the platform, he slashed the head of the Tu clan, and then the long sword dripping blood was pointed directly at Mu Sen, there was a viscous qi that could not breathe, and the whole world was turbulent.
Before the two could fight, the qi machine that collided made the mountains and rivers discolored.
The crowd of onlookers began to discuss again, "What is the origin of this god clan, I feel so powerful!"
"This time the two sides can be described as a dragon fight, but I don't know who can have the last laugh!"
"I guess it's Yuekong, after all, his record is here these days, and no one has touched his water so far. β
"I'm optimistic about this Protoss, and I know from his momentum alone that he's not weak. β
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"Kill!" Yue Kong took the lead, this sword was like hanging upside down in the galaxy, every inch of the air was filled with sword light, enveloping Mu Sen.
"Hmph!" Mu Sen snorted coldly, and then the long knife flipped and slashed towards Yuekong, this move was like a big wave, smashing the mountains and rivers with overwhelming momentum.
As soon as Mu Sen and Yue Kong Fu fought, it was so strong. It dazzled many spectators, who greedily watched every collision between Kimori and Koshiko.
The audience who comes to the gladiatorial arena generally has only two psychology, one is that the idle egg hurts and comes to find excitement. The second is to learn something in the fight of others.
Therefore, the higher the quality of the battle, the more popular it will be. For example, the current Mu Sen and Yue Kong, they fight each other to the flesh, and all kinds of strange moves are endless. It can not only meet the needs of some martial artists looking for excitement, but also let those viewers who come to learn figure out something.
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Just when Mu Sen and Yue Kong's killing was in full swing, Shen Su was driving a flying boat across the void, and he was still looking for Mu Sen all over the world.
It's not that he's obsessed, it's that Shentuo's punishment is too sharp.
Before this departure, Shen Tuo looked at Shen Su and said indifferently, "I will temporarily give you this flying boat to use, it can be 100,000 miles a day, I will give you a month, if you can't find the god stick, you can cut yourself." β
At that time, Shen Su wanted to retort, what is the use of you giving me a flying boat that can travel 100,000 a day? I am not chasing that bastard of the god stick, but looking for the shameless nerves.
Finding and chasing are two completely different concepts, okay?
Therefore, even if the flying boat can travel a million a day, it will not be of any use.
Of course, as always, this kind of thought Shensu only dared to think about it in his heart, and did not dare to show it in the slightest, after all, Shentuo would really kill people.
In the end, Shen Su was aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law, but on the surface she looked respectful and accepted this request that he couldn't refuse at all.
During this time, he has been going around the wilderness, and frantically throwing out a lot of money to find out all kinds of news. But the magic stick was like a mud dragon entering the sea, disappearing without a trace, which made him very heartbroken.
There were still seven days left before Shentuo's January deadline, and Shensu was already pondering which place it was safer to hide, and which way to die more comfortably after being discovered by Shentuo.
"Alas, why is the world so difficult?" said Shen Su with a miserable face in the flying boat.
"Boom!" At the same time as Shen Su sighed, the void suddenly set off huge ripples, and countless meteorites shattered like fireworks, extremely gorgeous.
"Hey, someone fighting?" Shen Su looked through the side of the ship into the void and looked down the road.
After looking at it for a while, "I can't find the magic stick anyway, so let's go and take a look?"
Soon, Shen Su made up his mind, and he urged the flying boat to rampage through the raging turbulence and rush towards the place where the wave began.
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The battle between Mu Sen and Koshikong became more and more intense.
Mu Sen couldn't remember how many knives he swung, and the fighters selected by Lilan really had a few brushes, a long sword sword qi that spanned 100,000 miles, and the sword light was cold in the nineteen states, and he was definitely a first-class ruthless person.
However, it is precisely because of this that Mu Sen's Chang'an knife has been well tempered.
Mu Sen felt that he had grown up, after all, he was going to be crowned tomorrow, and he couldn't be as naΓ―ve as before. In the past, I thought that the more names Chang'an swords, the better, for example, when he mentioned a hundred Chang'an swords, he looked mighty and domineering, which made the enemy frightened when he heard it.
But not now, Mu Sen no longer gives his Chang'an knife as many moves as he wants, and no longer calls out the names of the moves during the war. He is now just constantly making knives, knives, and knives, and he has a kind of social Brother Sen, who doesn't talk much.
Mu Sen's sword technique became more and more rounded, and various elements collided and converged with each other, bursting with powerful power. The sky gradually changed color, and a strong wind blew and howled. From time to time, it is mixed with thunder, rain and dew, as well as hail and frost, just like the four seasons rotate, and the years are impermanent.
Yuekong's face became more and more solemn, and he found that the combat power of this god clan was far beyond his imagination. He himself is a ruthless person who can challenge beyond the ranks, but he does not have an advantage in the face of the Protoss who are two or three small ranks below him.
No, over time, it is no longer a matter of not being dominant, but slowly being at a disadvantage.
Where did Shier find such a stunning Protoss?!
"Tearing and pulling ......" Yue Kong no longer left his hand, and went all out, every time he swung the long sword, the void would make a sound of cracking silk being torn. Furious energy surged out of his body, beating against the sky like angry waves. He slashed towards Mu Sen with the posture of Mount Tai pressing the top, and his majesty was monstrous.
Mu Sen's gaze froze, and then the long knife was raised.
Boom! A deafening roar emanated from the collision of the two, and the continuous waves of air were like the time of high tide, as far as the eye could see.
After a short collision, Mu Sen stepped on the void, didn't know where to borrow strength, his body turned sharply, and he stabbed towards Yue Kong with an oblique body. The tip of the knife is cold, and the moon is white.
Yue Kong quickly drew his sword to block, and there was another deafening roar.
The next moment, Yue Kong retreated, and with each step, he stepped on the void, causing it to appear densely packed with cracks like spider patterns.
Mu Sen was unforgiving, and the long knife continued to advance, like a fierce tiger pounced on food, killing the sky fiercely.
The more empty one step is at a loss, and the back falls out in embarrassment.
"This Protoss is a prize-winning raptor! β
"Yes, I thought that Yuekong would maintain a winning streak like the previous more than 100 games, but I didn't expect that there would be a trend of defeat now. It's my bet. β
"So don't gamble, you lose nine out of ten. β
"There's a chance then. β
"No, that's a ruined family. β
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Many onlookers were happy, some were sad. And for the staff of the gladiatorial arena, they are worried, worried, very worried. Because this gladiatorial arena is owned by Tanuki, and all the staff members owe allegiance to Tanuki, they certainly don't want Koshiku to lose the match.
But as things stand, it seems impossible to win.
"Owner, or ......," a member of the Colosseum staff whispered to the person in charge, his voice full of coldness, and made a throat-slitting gesture.
The owner of the arena was a bald man with a fierce face, but he rejected his men's offer. This is a continuation of the war between the Mahayanas, and it is not something they can meddle in casually. Although Shi'er has long been seated, God knows if he has left a backhand, and if Shier really leaves a backhand, the entire gladiatorial arena will be destroyed in an instant.
Therefore, now he can only hope that Yuekong will not be so wasteful, and can finally win the battle. Otherwise, even if the Tanuki Ancestor didn't look for him, he would have to talk to him about the resources he had consumed in the gladiatorial arena in the past few days.
The battle on the aerial platform became more and more unfavorable to the air, although he tried to counterattack several times in the middle, but in the end it had no effect.
Mu Sen was going to end the fight, it turned out that he didn't want to fight because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to fight Yuekong.
But later, after fighting for a while, I found that I was still very powerful, so I came and went with Yuekong. In the process of your coming and going, you can also hone your sword skills by the way, which is perfect.
However, as Yuekong retreated, Mu Sen felt that he could no longer temper himself, so he was ready to send him away as soon as possible.
Oh, man.
With the intensification of Mu Sen's offensive, Yue Kong became more and more staggered, and he felt a lot of pressure.
"Poof!" Yue Kong was stabbed in the arm, blood splattered, and he became even more flustered, and the long sword in his hand was a little messy.
Yuekong is going to be defeated! This is the thinking of all the onlookers.
"The owner ......," the staff of the gladiatorial arena said to the bald owner with a fierce face.
Although the bald owner wanted to intervene, he was afraid of Shier's name, so he still suppressed the invitation of his subordinates. He said coldly, "Life and death are fate. β
"Ahh Yuekong was slashed in the abdomen by a long knife this time, and the long and hideous scars were revealed.
Yuekong touched the blood flowing from his abdomen with his hand, he gently put it to his lips and tasted it, and then a desperate ferocity appeared in his eyes.
A powerful force erupted from him, and this power was so fierce that it was like an erupting volcano that wanted to burn everything.
"Burning essence blood life?" Looking at Yuekong, who suddenly became stronger, Mu Sen's face was not shocked.
He slashed again, and this one slashed, and the entire sky trembled, and a huge crack as black as ink appeared in the air, and the aura of destruction spread, destroying everything it encountered.
The more empty the sword resisted, the power of this sword was also extraordinarily strong, the sword light was surging like a sea, and the sword flowers that turned into substance rushed towards Mu Sen.
Countless onlookers watched the collision without blinking.
Who will win?
The next moment, Qingyue's voice resounded, "Yuekong, today in the coming year is your death day, and no one in the nine heavens and ten lands can save you." β
"God stick, so you're here!"