Peerless martial arts system

Chapter 373 War Demon Lord
"This son, is it so unexpected?"

With Yi Wentian's knowledge, he was also a little dazed at this moment.Fortunately, after all, he has been out of eight states and seen bigger rivers and lakes, so he won't be too gaffe.

"We all underestimated each other. It seems that the devil may not be able to defeat this son easily."

Xiao Qian and Chen Da looked at each other and smiled.

Demons and demons, although they are not bound by the pedantic rules of the righteous way, it does not mean that they are vicious bad guys. At least emotionally, they are more inclined to rescue their blue and yellow families.

If Shi Xiaole can fight the devil, he will be happy to see it succeed.

"As expected of the Holy Son."

Mohou's eyes became serious for the first time, staring deeply at Shi Xiaole.This young man who threatened him in terms of identity, now unknowingly started to catch up with him in terms of strength.

What is the secret left by the Black Demon Lord, that can cause such a big transformation in another person?

Suppressing doubts, Mohou closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, and he said: "600 years ago, the gods led the way of magic to glory. This year, 600 years later, I want to fight against the descendants of the gods. Victory or defeat, life and death, no regrets in my heart!"

The loud voice spread hundreds of miles up and down Cangshan Mountain, as if piercing through the clouds, carrying his determination and ambition full of ambition.

At this moment, as Mohou got up, his not burly figure seemed to be like a high mountain lying in front of everyone's eyes, causing many people's eyes to look up slightly.

"Mohou, you are a character, I am very happy to fight with you."

Shi Xiaole said, take a step.

boom! ! !
With the two of them as the center, within a radius of ten feet, there is a layer of violently surging majestic momentum, every inch of space is like a small explosive buried, which will explode and overturn at any time.

Waiting for a master of the ninth level of the Lingguan realm, he dared not approach at all.The ultimate master of the Lingguan realm was also anxious and uneasy under this momentum, and it was difficult to breathe.

However, this is not the end.

Mohou's eyes were calm, and his momentum rose higher and higher, which seemed to be endless.A layer of black demonic energy, centered on him, billowed in all directions, unable to penetrate even the sun in the sky, and the world suddenly fell into darkness.

What Mohou comprehended was the Moyun artistic conception in the profound artistic conception.

This kind of artistic conception can not only enhance the martial arts of magic, but also simulate the rolling clouds. Many people feel that their brains suddenly become chaotic, as if they can't remember anything, don't want to do anything, and just want to sleep deeply.

"Hou Ye's magic cloud artistic conception can swallow the power of the human body. After a long time, it will even damage the vitality of the human body. Everyone, step back!"

Everyone in Mo Tianzong lifted the Red Succubus and the three brothers of the Qi family, and hurriedly flew back.

Everyone had heard about Mohou's magic cloud mood for a long time. As soon as the black magic cloud appeared, he retreated hundreds of meters desperately, so that the platform was completely empty, and instead the up and down mountain road was full of people.

Everyone looked at the coming demon cloud in horror, unable to have any fighting spirit to challenge.

Only the blue and yellow masters standing behind Shi Xiaole didn't take a step back, but just looked at the figure of Yushu Linfeng firmly in front of them, as if they had faith.

The black hair fluttered slightly, and when the dark cloud of magic eroded in, Shi Xiaole suddenly emitted a sword force.Bang!In the void, there seemed to be countless long swords unsheathed, and the clanging sound of them all was shocking and turbulent.

Mohou's magic cloud artistic conception is black, with a magic mechanism to cover up everything.

However, Shi Xiaole's sword power is thick red, ferocious and tyrannical, passing all the way, with a terrifying intent to destroy everything, crushing everything in the world!
The ferocious true meaning comprehended in the Huoyun Mountain Range is far less perfect than it is now, and its form is also inconsistent.

In addition, there are only a few people from the Lingjian Sect who have actually seen the true body release the fierce intention, so Shi Xiaole is not worried about being associated with it.

chi chi chi...

As soon as the black magic energy collided with the crimson sword, there was a continuous sound like electromagnetic waves, as if two waves were colliding with each other, and thousands of waves erupted.

In the area where the black and red colors meet, the air is shredded, and the wind is stopped. A small circle appears on the ground directly below, and finally expands and sags downward, as if an invisible hand is pressing.

Ouch!
In the imposing duel, the crimson sword roared wildly, gained the upper hand, and began to attack the black magic cloud.In the end, the Moyun retreated again and again, keeping the size of six feet, guarding the Mohou in the center.

"what?"

The masters of Motianzong were stunned.

"The Sheng Gongzi's sword is stronger?"

Everyone was also amazed.

There are also people who are very keen, feeling the will of the scarlet sword, and murmured: "True meaning, this Sheng Gongzi has grasped the true meaning, no wonder, no wonder..."

Everyone was dumbfounded, their chests felt tight and their souls trembled under the pressure of the increasingly strong will in the crimson sword.Many people simply closed their eyes, only to find that there was fear in their hearts, and they were even more invaded by that fierce will, and their spirits felt like they were about to collapse.

"This is absolutely profound and true, it's terrifying!"

"The descendants of the gods are the descendants of the gods. From our perspective, it is ridiculous to talk about the holy son before!"

Looking at the figure of Yue Zhiyuan in the crimson sword, like a master, people seem to have gone back in time and saw another demon-like back, fighting in the rivers and lakes 600 years ago, killing blood rain, killing Righteous people panic.

Time has made people forget too much. People only remember the glory of Shenjun, but blurred his incomparable strength and demeanor.

"Holy Son!"

The blue and yellow families shouted in unison, this is their cry from the heart and soul.

At this moment, Shi Xiaole really conquered their hearts.With such a young and outstanding talent leading them, they will be able to reproduce the grand occasion of 600 years ago.

"I underestimated you."

Mohou couldn't keep calm any longer, his face showed unconcealable astonishment and astonishment, and immediately, fighting spirit shot out from his eyes, piercing the world.

With the heart of King's Landing Demon Dao, he has the courage to face any challenge. If he can't even defeat a young man under 30 years old, what qualifications does he have to realize his ideal?

He is an undefeated Demon Lord, and no one can stop his way forward.

"kill!"

Tongue burst into spring thunder, the air roared, Mohou punched forward with all his fighting spirit, all his ambitions.The light of the fist compressed the space-time distance, and in less than a breath, he crossed the black and red worlds and came to Shi Xiaole.

With his body flying, Shi Xiaole kicked towards the charging Mohou, dragging a series of figures in the red light.

After swallowing the healing medicine, the Red Succubus and the three brothers of the Qi family, who gradually regained their sanity, felt extremely desperate and bitter when they saw this scene.

The speed of Shi Xiaole's kick was obviously faster than before. It turned out that the opponent not only didn't use the sword, but even the kicks didn't use their full strength.

boom!
The soles of the feet were blocked by fists, and Shi Xiaole's eyes met those of Mohou.Silently, Shi Xiaole moved to the left rear of Mohou, and just kicked out his left foot, almost at the same time, dense, seemingly endless leg shadows appeared on the right, above, and even front and back.

Every leg shadow is full of violent and fierce power, which can easily break steel plates and metal stones.

This is the ultimate manifestation of Fengshen's legs. Under the secret urging of the internal force of Wuxiang Divine Art, it can easily injure the extreme masters of the Lingguan Realm.

bang bang bang...

It's just that Mohou is obviously not an ordinary extreme master of the Lingguan realm. Since he comprehended Moyu Wuxin, he can enter the state of "ruthless selflessness, heaven and earth are one heart" anytime, anywhere, and he hardly needs to think about changing moves.

Because the surroundings of the world are all extensions of his body, he can detect any slight disturbance in advance, so that he can make the most correct response.

"Your legwork is useless to this Marquis, Demon Desire Fist!"

After receiving hundreds of attacks, and within a few blinks of an eye, Mohou punched out his left fist, and the black light was extremely intense, as if ink had entered black water, and the black was even blacker.

Time seemed to stand still, because Mohou's punch was as fast as Fengshen's kick, so that it deceived the vision of everyone present and gave them the illusion that time was slowing down.

Fighting with fists and legs, Shi Xiaole flew upside down and landed floatingly, the Mohou's progress was also stagnant.

"In terms of internal strength, it is obvious that the devil is more powerful, but the Sheng Gongzi has a bonus of sincerity, and the two are considered to be offset."

Everyone looked at the field nervously, not daring to blink for fear of missing the most exciting scene.

I saw that the entire platform, with the two fighting against each other, has become a mixture of black and red, like a realm in a demon, forming a world of its own, where the sun cannot penetrate.

The speed of the two was so fast that it exceeded the limit, and often the phantom in the original place was transferred to another place before dissipating.Their figures also changed from ten to twenty, from twenty to fifty, and finally one hundred, two hundred...

The entire black and red world is full of their figures, some punching each other, some flying back each other, some attacking left and right, and some are competing for ultimate moves... A single move in the ordinary sense is enough for them to fight ten times. Move over.

"My God! Going up with my strength, ten of them are not enough to kill them with a few moves."

"The strength of the two of them may have surpassed the category of extreme masters at the Spiritual Pass Realm, and they are infinitely close to the invincible masters at the Spiritual Pass Realm!"

People were inexplicably terrified and chilled all over.

The ultimate master is the standard set by Jianghu, while the invincible master cannot be defined, and they are called out subconsciously.

It is unimaginable that the difference in strength between people with the same spiritual level cultivation base can be so exaggerated.

How could this be a fight at the level of the Spirit Pass? Compared with the two of them in the field, their duels in the past were as ridiculous as children playing house, and they were not on the stage.

It was another attack, and the air was surging.

"It's been a long time since I played so happily. Ben Hou should thank you. But next, Ben Hou will really go all out. You have to be careful."

While speaking, Mohou took out a pair of black silk gloves from his body, and put them on almost devoutly. When the gloves were combined with his hands, a gust of black energy was spontaneously generated, like thousands of little snakes entangled between his fingers, which was very strange.

"Devil Gloves?!"

Lan Tian stared and screamed, then looked at Shi Xiaole, his face was already full of worry.

The Demon Desire Gloves, from the Black Demon Lord Senior Brother, Demon Desire Son, is a middle-grade spiritual weapon. It is naturally compatible with those who practice the Demon Desire Divine Art, and can greatly increase its power.

But isn't this weapon broken long ago?

The battle 600 years ago was too tragic, and all the spiritual soldiers, including the masters such as the wind and rain demons, have been scrapped. Otherwise, with the resources of the blue and yellow families, how could they not be passed down?

"I spent decades and ordered people to collect various materials, and only recently completed this weapon."

Mohou smiled lightly.

The method of casting spiritual weapons has long been lost. What he said was complete, just to fill in the gaps in the gloves with the above-mentioned good materials, and of course it cannot be compared with the real gloves of evil desire.

But no matter what, its power is equivalent to the top low-grade spiritual weapon, enough to increase his combat power by nearly [-]%.

(End of this chapter)