The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 141 Do You Still Have Medicine?

"That's right, Devil Wu took the lead, even if Mo Batian is at the same level of martial arts as him, he will lose."

"How could Mo Batian be a half-step grandmaster?" A master behind him sneered. "Look, the competition will end soon."

Mo Huasong still stood there motionless, and Wu Motou's fist had already reached his side.

"boom."

Wu Motou's fist hit Mo Huasong's body heavily, and the terrifying fist blade immediately destroyed Mo Huasong's body.

"Crack." Mo Huasong stepped back a dozen steps, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely pale.

"Hahaha, you don't have much ability!" Demon Wu shouted triumphantly.

Originally, Devil Wu still wanted to fight Mo Huasong, and it would take a lot of effort to kill him by himself.

Unexpectedly, Mo Batian was distracted by his preemption, so he didn't fight back and let him attack.

The punch just now had [-] dragon strength, even a big mountain would be pierced by him, let alone Mo Batian's flesh and blood.

"Sigh, I really didn't expect that Moba, a master of Tiantangtang, would be killed by Wu Motou's tricks."

"Yes, Devil Wu disturbed Mo Batian's mind, making him unable to react for a while. If they fought normally, it would not be so easy for Devil Wu to win." The warriors shook their heads secretly.

Mo Huasong, who was repulsed, frowned secretly. He thought that Wu Motou would be very powerful, so he stood there without resisting, wanting to see how much his flesh and blood could resist the attack of dragon power.

But I didn't expect Devil Wu to just push him back a dozen steps. I'm a little disappointed.

Mo Huasong breathed a sigh of relief, and the seven-fold body training technique was running on his body, and his injuries immediately recovered.

"Master, your seven-layer body training technique is very powerful, and it can only recover in an instant." The sword spirit was surprised.

Mo Huasong was secretly proud: "Of course, when the fairy king sent me off, he was very reluctant, saying that it was a treasure he got from an ancient site."

"Devil Wu, haven't you eaten today?" Mo Huasong walked forward.

"How do you know?" Devil Wu glanced at Mo Huasong in surprise. "Why are you still alive?"

"Hey, did you see that? Although Mo Batian was punched by Wu Mo's head, he seems to be fine." A warrior with sharp eyes found that Mo Huasong was fine.

Someone shook his head: "It's useless, even if he doesn't die, he will still be seriously injured. If Mo Batian escaped now, he might be able to escape. But he is too stupid, and he went to Devil Wu's side, he is almost dying."

Mo Huasong said with a smile: "You didn't have much strength in that punch just now, as if you didn't eat. How could something happen to me?"

"Mo Batian, I'm going to kill you." Devil Wu was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.

The punch just now was his full strength, with a full twenty dragon strength, but Mo Batian said that he didn't have much strength, and he was about to go crazy.

"Boom boom boom."

The angry Wu devil rose into the air and punched Mo Huasong three times in a row.

These three punches had exhausted all the internal energy in Motou Wu's body. When he finished punching the third time, his face was pale and his whole body shrank a lot.

Mo Huasong's eyes lit up, this was the blow he wanted.

The harsher the blow, the stronger his body will be tempered.

Of course, it must be under the condition that Mo Huasong can resist physically, otherwise he will be killed directly.

And this devil Wu's strength is weaker than Mo Huasong, and he can't kill him, so he can practice the seventh-level body training technique with him.

With three punches, Mo Huasong was directly beaten and lay on the ground without moving.

"Oh, Mo Batian is doomed this time." The warrior behind shook his head secretly.

Just now Mo Batian received one punch from Wu Motou, and now he received three punches, even if Mo Batian is a master, he wouldn't dare to be so careless and not resist, just stand there and be hit by others?

Seeing that Mo Huasong was not moving, Devil Wu thought that the other party was dead. He looked up to the sky and smiled, "Hahaha, what Mo Batian, he's just a little guy, not my opponent at all."

But as soon as the words fell, Mo Huasong stood up slowly with a smile on his face.

It's really good to temper one's body with Wu's attack.

He felt that the strength of his physical body was now a little higher than when he was punched before.

Don't underestimate this point. The strength of the seven-level body training technique is beyond the imagination of ordinary practitioners. It uses the seven elements to temper the body of the practitioner, treating the body as a piece of fine iron, and constantly hammering it. In the end, it will definitely become an infinite God body above.

Thinking of this, Mo Huasong's heart warmed up.

Back then, if he had practiced the seven-fold body training technique early in the morning, he would not have been afraid of that catastrophe, and he would not have been beaten back to life.

Just secretly lucking his true energy, Mo Huasong felt his body recovering again.

"Devil Wu, come and attack me again." Mo Huasong would not let go of such a good opportunity to practice.

"You, are you alright?" Demon Wu asked panting.

You're crazy, I've punched four times with all my might, how can I still have the internal strength to catch up?

But now that Mo Batian was standing in front of him again, he had no choice but to make another move.

So, Motou Wu gritted his teeth, took out two elixirs for quick recovery of martial arts from his bosom, and swallowed them.

This elixir is extremely expensive, and the cost of one pill costs Stargate's total income for a year.

As soon as the elixir entered his throat, Wu Mo felt his whole body in a state of warmth, and a powerful energy poured into his dantian, which immediately fed back to all the meridians.

Immediately, Demon Wu's blood returned.

"Mo Batian, do you still stand there and let me beat you if you have the ability?" Devil Wu shouted confidently.

He recovered [-]% of his internal strength, and if he attacked Mo Batian with a few more punches, he would probably be able to kill him.

A martial artist mocked in a low voice: "Devil Wu is really funny, does he think Mo Batian is a fool? Just give him a few punches, and you still stand there so stupidly and let him beat you?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Huasong nodded with a smile and said: "Okay, Wu Motou, you can continue to fight, I will stand here and not move."

When Devil Wu heard this, without saying a word, he immediately mobilized all his internal energy and rushed towards Mo Huasong.

"Boom, boom, boom." Devil Wu punched three times in a row, all of them hitting Mo Huasong.

Devil Wu also exhausted his own internal strength, and when he finished his last punch, he also sat limply on the ground, his face pale, and he kept panting.

Mo Huasong's current resistance ability has indeed improved. He took a dozen steps back just now, but now he only took a few steps back.

The broken flesh and blood recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Mo Batian, what kind of technique are you practicing?" Devil Wu stared at Mo Huasong in surprise.

"Wu Motou, do you still have medicine? Hurry up and take some, and then attack me." Mo Huasong asked Wu Motou excitedly.

"Do you still want me to take medicine?" Devil Wu's face turned red and then turned pale.

Mabi, this Mo Batian is too embarrassing.

I took such a precious medicine and attacked him desperately, but he was fine.Let's listen to what he means, it seems that he still wants him to take medicine before attacking.

He has lived for more than 200 years, and he has never seen such an arrogant person.

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