Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 54

Fire can overcome ice, but ice can also restrain fire. Using ice to clear the way, and then attacking with fire should be enough to instantly injure the enemy.

"Ice and snow!"

Thinking of this, Mo Jiao stretched out the five fingers of her left hand, and the soul essence in her body gushed out along the fingertips. Suddenly, a cloud of white mist rose from the surrounding world, and snow fell like a goose feather in midair.

"Purgatory Fire Sea!"

Mo Shuang waved his hands quickly, forming a strange handprint on his chest, and the flames surrounding him suddenly exploded, turning into a sea of ​​flames, resisting the flying snow all over the sky.

"Flame Blade!"

Mo Jiao stretched out a finger, and a half-meter-long flame blade shot out, only grabbing Mo Shuang's face.

"Fire Barrier!"

Mo Jiao's handprint changed, and a small flame shield appeared on his chest, blocking Mo Jiao's flame blade, and at the same time, a fist-sized fireball flew out.

"So fast."

Mo Jiao's beautiful eyes were slightly focused, she ignored the fireball, her hands formed seals, and the world of ice and fire behind her suddenly turned into a mountain and smashed towards Mo Shuang fiercely.

"Ice-Fire-Nine-Heavy-Heaven!"

Owners of elemental martial souls, after their natal awakening, will have a powerful control over the elemental power between heaven and earth. With the power of the martial soul, they can use the power of elements to attack or defend. As for the power, It varies from person to person.

Mo Shuang possessed a flame martial soul, and when fighting Mo Jiao, he knew that he was not sure of victory, so, in order to help Mo Lin, he launched the most fierce attack as soon as he made a move, but when he really made a move, he realized that I still underestimated Mo Jiao's strength.

In order to resist the erosion of the ice and snow, he used the sea of ​​fire in purgatory. To maintain this soul technique requires a lot of soul energy and consciousness. When he saw the mountain of ice and fire that Mo Jiao smashed down, he knew that he was about to lose.

In desperation, he no longer resisted the ice and snow, but restrained his martial spirit, gathered the burning flames to his arms, and punched the falling mountain!
Boom!

There was a shock, the space shook, the mountain and the flames dissipated at the same time, but Mo Shuang stepped back several steps, his face turned pale, and before he could stand still, the white mist had turned into frost and covered his body. Just as he was about to break through his body, a palm with condensed flames in the depths of his pupils rapidly enlarged, and then he was blasted out.

"Mo Shuang!"

Mo Lin was standing on the edge of the martial arts stage, and hurried over.

"I'm fine."

Mo Shuang's chest was scorched black, and the skin inside was covered with cobweb-like fine lines, with streaks of blood oozing out. Mo Jiao's palm just now contained terrifying power of flames, compatible with the coldness on his body, and immediately made him feel ashamed. Mo Shuang was seriously injured.

He said he was fine, but the expression on Mo Shuang's face was extremely painful. He felt that several meridians in his chest were broken.

Anyone who saw this scene knew that Mo Shuang had lost.

"It's just losing a little too fast."

Looking at Mo Lin, Mo Shuang smiled wryly.

"It's already pretty good, at least I saw her ice fire-Nine Heavens*."

Mo Lin really thinks that Mo Shuang is very strong, and Mo Jiao has the Ice and Fire Martial Soul, and he can force out her Martial Soul Skill, which is already very remarkable.

"Sooner or later, I will defeat you!"

Mo Shuang stood up slowly, looked at the proud Mo Jiao, and said firmly.

"I promise, you will never have this chance!"

Mo Jiao was also uncomfortable. In order to defeat Mo Shuang as soon as possible, she even used her martial arts skills. In less than a minute, her soul energy in her body had been consumed by 1%. Know how long to play.

Seeing the firmness and refusal to admit defeat in Mo Shuang's eyes, Mo Lin's heart was relieved. Losing in martial arts is not terrible. What is terrible is losing fighting spirit and confidence. God helps those who help themselves. God can't help it.Obviously, Mo Shuang was not among them.

"The martial soul skills comprehended from the ice and fire twin soul skills are at least three times stronger than a single soul skill, but I don't know how many times she can use this powerful martial soul skill." Mo Qingshan frowned slightly, Worried about Merlin.

"it's your turn."

Seeing Mo Shuang's exit, Mo Chen walked unhurriedly to the middle of the martial arts stage, and looked at Mo Lin with sympathy.

"For this battle, Mo Jiao and I have been waiting for a long time."

"is it?"

Mo Lin looked Mo Chen up and down.

Mo Chen sighed, and said with emotion: "It's ridiculous that Mo Shuang actually wanted to help you, he actually naively thought that you would beat me, that you could go to the next round and face Mo Jiao, this idea is really stupid , too ridiculous."

Mo Lin's eyes fell on Mo Chen's face: "You seem very confident?"

"Yes, in my eyes, you are a poor reptile, a fragile ant!"

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth raised, and the smile on his face suddenly became monstrous, but the aura emitted from his body changed at this moment, as if the whole person had become a violent hurricane. Under everyone's gaze, A gray-white soul ring floated above his head!

"My God, that's a soul ring!"

"Mo Chen has also entered the Soul Origin Realm, our Mojia Village has another martial arts genius!"

"It's no wonder the Great Elder is so ambitious. Anyone who has two talented sons and daughters should be able to look down on the entire Mojia Village. It seems that the most correct choice is to give the position of patriarch to the Great Elder."

Many hesitant Mohist children saw this scene and their hearts were tilted. If Mo Tianhu was appointed as the patriarch, they believed that as long as time passed, the Mohist village would definitely occupy a place in Chang'an City, and maybe even in the imperial city. Make a name for yourself.

"Today's annual meeting is destined to be the stage for me and Mo Jiao. Mo Lin, it's too late for you to regret it now!" Mo Chen's smile gradually became ferocious. At this moment, he finally tore off his modest and docile coat, revealing Sharp claws.

Following the sound, the martial arts stage gradually became louder. With Mo Chen's body as the center, hundreds of tiny cyclones appeared. Each of these cyclones was as sharp as a knife, tearing apart the surrounding space.

Mo Chen possesses the martial spirit of wind, and after entering the Soul Origin Realm, the second awakening of the martial soul allows him to comprehend the power of controlling the wind. The comprehended martial soul skill is called "Wind Crack", which relies on the power of the wind to form an air blade to injure the enemy. When you make a full shot, you can form a storm of blades, except for hard resistance, you can't dodge at all.

At this time, as Mo Chen released his martial soul, the martial arts stage was raging with violent wind, Mo Lin's robe was blown and his hair fluttered with the wind, and even before the battle started, he was already enveloped by the murderous aura in the wind.

"Thunderbolt!"

Facing Mo Chen, Mo Lin didn't dare to be careless, before he could make a move, he launched an attack first, the black iron saber pierced through the air, and thunder flashed in mid-air, his speed was more than double that of when he was fighting Mo Yu. At this moment, everyone saw Mo Lin's strength——Warrior, level ten!

(End of this chapter)