Taoist students

Chapter 402
Looking up, the black skull was less than three feet away from the top of his head with overwhelming oppression.Dongfang Mo's physical body vibrated violently, all the anode forging techniques were used, and a warm force began to swim in his body.

In just this moment, he broke free from the breath that locked him.

"Shh!"

His figure moved several feet horizontally.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, a loud noise was heard, and the ground trembled under his feet.

A circle of air waves was set off, blowing dry bones all over the sky.But Dongfang Mo's feet seemed to take root, and his body stood still and looked forward.

At this moment, the body of the black skull bent, and his fists hit the place where he stood before. With it as the center, several spreading cracks appeared on the ground.And all the skeletons within a radius of three feet were smashed into powder.

With just this one blow, Dongfang Mo was able to judge the hidden strength of the black skull, which was deeper than he imagined.How could he be forced to flee in embarrassment when he could deliver such a powerful blow.

Seeing that the blow was missed, the black skull turned around abruptly, and then its body disappeared suddenly.

Even with Dongfang Mo's eyesight, he could only see an afterimage passing by, and the black skeleton appeared in front of him in an instant, and then he raised his arm.

With a sound of "tearing", a black light flashed past, tore the air directly, and blasted towards Dongfang Mo's face door.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo turned pale with shock, not expecting his speed to be so fast.Seeing the skeletal fist enlarged in his eyes, he immediately felt a strong sense of danger.

At such a close distance, Dongfang Mo only had time to raise his fist at the critical moment, and a repelling force burst out from his fist, and blasted towards the front.

"Bang" sound.

Because of Dongfang Mo's burst of repelling power, the fists of the two didn't really touch each other, and they couldn't get an inch apart with a distance of one finger.

But at this moment, both of them felt an extremely terrifying force coming from the opponent's fist.

"Wow!"

The legs of the black skull remained motionless, and it slid three feet backwards, pulling two obvious scratches on the ground.

But Dongfang stepped back seven or eight steps in a "peddling, pedaling" manner, and finally stood firm with a sudden step.

He looked up, his eyes flickering fiercely.Knowing that it is strong to strike first, and then suffer disaster, the whisk in his hand slashed from top to bottom.

"Shh!"

The silver-white whisk instantly slashed at the black skull.

When Fusi was approaching, the black skull's ink-like fist slammed against the top of the head again.

With a "poof", under the huge force, the soles of the black skeleton's feet sank three inches deep into the ground.

After failing to make a single blow, Dongfang Mo swung his backhand, and the long brush arched in an arc, and continued to slash towards the black skull.

Seeing this, the black skeleton's legs bent slightly, and it still punched forward with no fancy punch.

This time with a "bang", the whisk exploded directly, turning into thin silver threads.

Dongfang Mo had expected this a long time ago. As he turned his wrist, thin threads pierced the whole body of the black skull like silver needles.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

In the next breath, there was a continuous burst of crisp sounds, and the silk pierced the black skull like a hard iron stone. There was not even a trace of white marks on his pitch-black skeleton. .

Dongfang Mo's eyes showed disbelief. He didn't expect this black skull to be harder than he imagined.Immediately, he continued to turn his wrist, and the silver-white whisk filaments gathered together, tightening a twist, and was about to wrap it around.

Black Skeleton had already experienced this move before. At this moment, his fist suddenly flattened into a palm. Under the shock, invisible ripples swayed around his palm, and then he grabbed the front fiercely.

Under Dongfang Mo's horrified gaze, he even held the twisted hair in his hands tightly.Not only that, but his arm was bent and pulled violently.

Dongfang Mo jumped up, staggered forward, and was directly dragged by the black skull.

Now it seems that the power of this black skull, even if it is not as good as Xing Wu, is probably not far behind.

The magic power of the oriental ink was released like a tidal wave, pouring into the whisk in the hand.But the palm of the black skull was like iron tongs, and the whisk twisted crazily, but it still couldn't break free.

Seeing Dongfang Mo's figure soaring into the air, he was pulled to less than three feet away from the black skull.After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly let go of his palm, and at the same time twisted his figure, which was still in mid-air, and stood ten feet away in the blink of an eye.

The black skull felt a lightness in his hand, and under inertia, he took half a step back.He put Fuchen in his hand and looked at it, then grabbed both ends of the Undying Root with both hands, and folded it forcefully.

However, even though he was so powerful, under this fold, the root of immortality remained motionless.

Seeing this, the black skeleton was obviously taken aback, then his body seemed to tremble with anger, and then he straightened his arms and threw it violently.

"call out!"

The whisk shot out, and with a soft "poof", the root of immortality penetrated into the center of the far mound, and the silver-white whisk thread fell down and scattered lightly in the air.

Dongfang Mo stood in the distance, looking at the black skull with fear in his eyes.But only a moment later, he pinched his fingers, murmured something, pointed at the top of his head while breathing, and shouted in a low voice:
"spirit!"

After the words fell, three clusters of rich aura suddenly condensed on the top of the black skeleton, turning into three lifelike green leaves.

The black skeleton raised his head in response, and when he saw the three leaves above his head, he turned into a flower and disappeared without a trace.

Dongfang Mo looked to a certain direction to the right, and let out a low growl again:
"drop!"

After saying that, he snapped his finger in the direction he was looking at.

"Hey...hehe...hehe..."

At the same time, three green leaves fell from the sky, and only three faint green lines could be seen passing by.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

In an instant, three crisp sounds were heard, and the black skeleton was immediately forced out a few feet to Dongfang Mo's right.And because of the incomparable power of the spirit drop technique, his figure was bounced back several feet away.

After stabilizing his figure, the black skull looked at Dongfang Mo, and there seemed to be a flash of anger in the empty eye sockets, so his figure flickered and disappeared again.

Dongfang Mo's fingers pinched again and again, and the three green lines drew three green lines again, and bombarded somewhere in the void.

Following three crisp sounds, the black skull was blown upside down again.

So Dongfang Mo's hands moved faster.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The three green leaves continued to shoot, and one could only see hazy green lines passing by in front of them, tearing open the air from time to time, and blatantly hitting the black skull.And every time it was bounced off, the green line seemed to be pulled, and continued to go towards him, enveloping him in it.

At this point, the sound of ding ding ding continued to be heard, and the figure of the black skeleton suffered a burst of critical blows and kept retreating.

"Buzz!"

At a certain moment, the black skull seemed to lose his patience. He stretched out his hands and shook, and an invisible ripple swelled in front of him. Three green leaves hit the ripples, as if he had fallen into a quagmire. .

"Bobobo!"

Then three soft sounds came, and the three green leaves finally turned into pieces of spiritual light and dissipated.

"Hoohoo!"

The black skull finally had no obstacles. At this time, it shot towards Dongfang Mo, and a skeletal fist slammed towards his heart.

Dongfang Mo's face was so dark that he could drip water. This black skull is completely invulnerable to all poisons, comparable to Guya.All his methods were useless to him.

Therefore, he understood that ordinary methods might not work against the black skull.

While he was pondering, the black skeleton had already arrived in front of him. Dongfang Mo's body shook, his mana and physical power exploded, and he punched him with his right hand.

With a "bang", this time he was prepared for it, but he took half a step back and stood firm.

But the other fist of the black skeleton had already hit him again.

Dongfang Mo's left hand formed a palm, and a white sharp edge lit up on the palm blade.

"His!"

Under the sky-cracking blade, a black crack was cut in the air.

"Ding!"

However, when he chopped on his fist, there was still only a crisp sound.

Next, there was a continuous sound of ding ding bang bang, sand and rocks flew all of a sudden, and a circle of yellow storm was set off around.

In just a dozen or so breaths, Dongfang Mo's arms were numb under the pressure of the black skull, and his body kept retreating.

At a certain moment, his feet loosened and he finally flew out obliquely.

"Cough cough..."

After staggering and standing still, he could only hear him coughing violently.In just a dozen or so breaths, the fists of the two turned into afterimages that were hard to see with the naked eye, and they fought thousands of times.Now his arms are shaking constantly, but he still hasn't fully regained consciousness.

At this point, he didn't hesitate anymore, reached out and grabbed a yellow gourd from his waist.

"Buzz!"

With a shake, accompanied by the scalp-numbing sound of insects, a gust of fishy wind blew out.

(End of this chapter)