The stalemate between the two forces did not affect Lin Mochen, and the power of the sword that he swung out had no connection with him.

The sword power was originally borrowed from the power of heaven and earth, and it had nothing to do with him, let alone that it was not under his control.

The head of the Yinque Sword pointed straight at the blue sky, and the light on the sword receded, but there was a more mysterious power.

"Nine Heavens and Eighteen Strikes" is on the momentum of the nine heavens.

It's not that the power of the power of the vertical power is nothing more, but that Lin Mochen can't borrow more power.

forcibly borrowed, even his physical body, which was comparable to the peak of the Zombie Realm, could not bear it.

Dry Xingluo retracted his gaze, his fists still facing forward, and he looked at Lin Mochen even more expectantly.

Although the two of them only made two moves, she already knew Lin Mochen's intentions.

"Shame, when the Sword Ancestor used the terrain to sweep the terrain, a sword swung out of the mountains and rivers to collapse, and the heavens and the earth were broken! Are your two swords tickling each other?"

"The terrain power I have mastered is in the shape of mountains and the strength of thick soil, but my cultivation is limited, and my power cannot be fully revealed. Next is the power of the heavenly potential, although it has touched the threshold, but the power inside cannot be controlled. ”

"Life and death, in this move. ”

"The sky is impermanent, and I am about to learn!"

Dry Xingluo knew that this move might not be able to tell the difference between life and death, but it was also the last move for the two to fight.

It's not like she's never encountered a battle that is less than three moves.

Needless to say, the weak are solved by one punch.

But she was also solved by a trick, that is, in the Fallen City, she almost didn't survive even a single move under a master in the early stage of the Immortal Bone Realm.

What exactly is the power of the terrain?

After two moves in a row, her heart was still barren, not only did she not understand, but she didn't even make waves.

At best, this kind of power is Xing Punishment and the like, and she can't reach the distance of making her go all out, let alone feel life and death.

Lin Mochen naturally didn't know that he was so unbearable in the eyes of the other party, in his opinion, he had exerted ninety percent of his strength, and let the other party suffer a small loss.

He almost never used the power of heaven, even in order to rescue the county lord of Mingling.

As the power on the Silver Que Sword slowly increased, Lin Mochen clearly felt that he was slowly sinking into the ground.

Although his control of physical power has improved by leaps and bounds, this vast and boundless power of heaven still makes him powerless to parry.

Inch to foot, almost in an instant.

The green tendons on Lin Mochen's body burst out, blood was faintly oozing on his skin, and his body exuded a faint pink.

Aside from his clenched teeth, his expression barely changed.

Even now he was on the verge of physical collapse.

Not only did Han Xingluo stare at Lin Mochen, but everyone on the side looked at Lin Mochen, and they felt a powerful force on it, different from the law, but with the power of the law.

At this moment, Lin Mochen's body suddenly stabbed.

"There is actually the power of law in the power of heavenly power!"

He finally understood why it was so difficult to understand.

If you can't get in touch with the law, it's naturally difficult to perceive it.

The reason why Lin Mochen succeeded, in addition to the exercises and adventures, the most important thing is that he has connections, and the power of the law does not reject him, but he has zero interest.

"The power of the law!"

A trace of doubt flashed in Xingluo's eyes, could it be that he was wrong?

There was no time to think about it anymore, and the Silver Que Sword had already been swung out.

After knowing the power of the heavenly power, Lin Mochen had the urge to withdraw his sword, but the power above had lost control.

The power of the heavens is ethereal, and it also has a power that is more difficult to control.

This time, Lin Mochen had his eyes closed.

The heavenly filth was separated from the middle as if frightened.

"Young master, hide!"

Ten of his men from miles away roared, their faces terrified.

As strong as they were, they didn't feel the slightest chance to survive in the face of this force, not even a chance to resist.

Escape?

The word in Dry Xingluo's heart flashed away, and he regained his calm.

For tens of thousands of years, even if he was on the line of life and death at the beginning, he did not retreat, and now there is no reason to retreat.

This is an opportunity that belongs to her, an opportunity that belongs to him.

Brilliant and unstoppable!

Dry Xingluo strongly controlled the fear in his heart, and the two fists in his hands returned to a plain pink fist, but these hands were frighteningly white.

Seeing the other party's determined look, Lin Mochen had a feeling.

The other party is the protagonist!

As a villain, he is often a stepping stone for the other party.

The Yinque Sword was not stuck diagonally on the ground, supporting Lin Mochen's body, and the sweat on it had been thrown out by the shaking of the muscles.

The exhaustion of his body made him feel the urge to lie down on the spot, but he still persevered, hoping that the other party could feel the power of the momentum, but he did not want the other party to feel this power.

"Is she crazy?"

Lin Mochen's heart trembled a little, he knew best how powerful the Nine Heavens Power was.

"It is worthy of being able to suppress a generation of young masters, if it weren't for the inheritance of the Divine Wing Zombie, I would be inferior to her. ”

Lord Mingling's eyes were full of admiration, but he didn't mean to be ashamed.

The legacy of the Divine Winged Zombie may seem cheating, but it is also a coincidence.

Dry Star Luo also has organic fate, such as age, the most obvious is age.

Tens of thousands of years is completely enough for the Lord of Mingling to step into the realm of the law and enter the realm of laws.

At that time, with her talent, she may not be half a point weaker than the current Dry Star Luo.

The two daughters of Dong Shi and Dong Ping looked nervously at Lord Mingling.

A gray-blue ice dragon appeared in front of the two delicate fists, exuding an icy aura.

Above the abyss, the tumbling filth suddenly froze, and did not move a single bit.

A hint of panic flashed in the bat slave's eyes, and he glanced ahead, then at the back, and his wings shook behind him, and he fell silent again.

"Heavenly Fire Nine Directions!"

There was a hint of excitement and trembling in Dry Star Luo's voice, this was her strongest move.

Since she was in retreat, this punch has never had a chance to appear, and today she finally had the opportunity to use it again.

The originally restrained momentum became hot again, surging forward, turning into nine fist shadows in front of the fist. It was a shadow, but it still left a faint flame in the place where it passed, scorching the air.

The Ice Dragon transformed into Heavenly Power and Flowing Cloud Sword Intent was hollow and godless, and directly crashed into the Nine Fist Shadows.

"Give it to me!"

The nine fist shadows suddenly collided in the air, turning into monstrous fists, and the heat wave above surged towards the ice dragon.

Lin Mochen had a hunch that if his position was in the Ice Dragon, he would definitely be a cooked pig now.

"Break it for me!"

A silver flying knife appeared in front of him, turning into a silver light that slashed three feet in front of him.

"Humph!"

The Nine Heavens Momentum just now didn't let him do it, but this time it made him snort.

A trail of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.