Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1029 The True Power of the Yin-Yang Lingjiao

Mo Xian and Kong Tiancheng didn't know each other at all, and it was even the first time they met at this time.

However, because of the previous events, although Mo Xian didn't really hate this person, he was already very unhappy.

Therefore, his attack can be described as punching to the flesh.

"Bang bang..."

The sound of fists hitting flesh and blood was extremely dull, just listening to it gave a chilling power.

"Tsk tsk, it's incredible, this guy Mo Xian looks gentle, but he is so fierce when he attacks."

"Yeah, first killed Hai Dongqing, and now beat Kong Tiancheng so hard that he couldn't lift his head. May I ask who among the younger generation can fight against him?"

All of a sudden, various discussions arose.

And this time, Mo Xian has already become the last dark horse.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!" Kong Tiancheng couldn't help roaring angrily, because Mo Xian ruined his good deed, so he already hated Mo Xian to the bone.

In addition, this time Mo Xian said in front of everyone that he couldn't hold his head up, which made his murderous intentions soar.

However, Mo Xian's series of blows made him breathless.

However, this situation should only be temporary.

Although the Yinyang Lingjiao is powerful, he has never used it before, so he is still a little unskilled in using it.

Once he has mastered the key, he should burst out with good power in an instant.

"Buzz!"

The Yin-Yang Lingjiao was vibrating crazily in Kong Tiancheng's hands, like a peerless magic weapon waiting to be awakened.

"drink!"

The next moment, Kong Tiancheng shouted violently, and the energy that had been suppressed for a long time in his body suddenly poured into the Yin-Yang Ling Jiao.

"Roar!"

Hearing Tiandijian suddenly think of a roar, a phantom suddenly appeared in Kong Tiancheng's body, and then began to expand rapidly at an extremely astonishing speed.

It was two pitch-black flood dragons criss-crossing and circling together, exuding a cold and powerful aura faintly.

Mo Xian's complexion changed, Vientiane was activated instantly, and his figure was almost a hundred meters away in an instant.

"Hmph, it turns out that this Yin-Yang Lingjiao is so mysterious!" Kong Tiancheng snorted coldly, and a look of arrogance immediately appeared on his slightly deformed face.

Although he had already understood how to use the Yin-Yang Lingjiao before, it was only at this time that he truly grasped the essence.

"Yin-Yang Lingjiao, Yin-Yang Captures the Soul!" Kong Tiancheng shouted, and the Yin-Yang Lingjiao flew out of his hands at the same time, and then nested together in the air.

The Yinling Jiao and Yang Lingjiao, one vertical and the other horizontal, began to spin rapidly, and soon turned into a black ball.

"call!"

Under the agitation of the black ball, the sky and the earth changed color.

Then, the black ball instantly expanded, and black air blades appeared around it, rubbing against the air, and there was a scalp-numbing sound of breaking wind.

In the next instant, the black ball enveloped Mo Xian at an extremely astonishing speed.

When the black ball spun, there was an extremely mysterious pressure, which made it difficult for Mo Xian to move, almost impossible to avoid.

"Is this the real power of the Yin-Yang Lingjiao!" Everyone looked at the black ball with trepidation, and they were very curious about how Mo Xian would resist this blow.

Since he couldn't dodge, fortunately, Mo Xian didn't dodge. He was going to use the most direct and simplest way to completely neutralize this attack.

Seeing the black ball approaching, a black light flickered in his pitch-black eyes.

The vitality in the body immediately surged like a vast river.

The concentration of energy quickly reached its peak, and the combination of Fist Intent and Nine Star Town Demon Fist showed quite astonishing power.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mo Xian punched and retracted.

The whole movement was done in one go, without any sloppiness.

But that kind of visual impact made countless people freeze their breaths.

Every martial artist will swing countless punches in his life.

But at this moment, they all had a feeling in their hearts that they had made fake punches before.

Only at this time, between the heaven and the earth, that incomparably dazzling punch that can be called art can truly deduce the true meaning of boxing.

This is called punching!

This is called boxing!

For a moment, there was an undercurrent surging in everyone's heart, and their emotions were extremely excited, as if they had seen something that moved them extremely.

"boom!"

A large piece of air was directly crushed by Mo Xian's punch, and the radiance of Yuanli was overwhelming.

"Boom!"

In the end, two equally terrifying attacks completely collided in one place, and the earth shook immediately.

Above the sky, a terrifying force storm swept away, and two figures flew backwards at the same time.

After stabilizing his figure, Mo Xianling stepped on the air, clearing away the remaining terrifying power in his body.

After colliding with Kong Tiancheng, his fist trembled slightly.

There also seemed to be blood flowing out of the tiger's mouth.

The power of the Yin-Yang Lingjiao was incomparably mysterious, and during the collision, there was also a rather huge and fierce cyclone, which shocked his entire arm and almost paralyzed it.

"Hmph, it's all because the patriarch hides his secrets. This Yin-Yang Lingjiao should belong to me!" After hiding the sweetness, Kong Tiancheng couldn't let go of this Yin-Yang Lingjiao, and his face was full of obsession.

He didn't feel the slightest bit of shame about taking the Yin-Yang Lingjiao away without permission, on the contrary, he took it for granted.

Mo Xian's expression became more serious. From his blacksmith's point of view, this Yin Yang Lingjiao is indeed very good.

If it is separated separately, it is bound to not have such power as it is now.

He began to admire the blacksmith who forged the Yin-Yang Lingjiao back then. He actually wanted to use such a method to make up for his regret of not being able to forge the seventh-rank Lingbao.

This Yin-Yang Lingjiao is indeed not much better than a seventh-grade Lingbao.

However, he is not a seventh-rank Lingbao after all, and there will always be some disadvantages.

Mo Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the Yin-Yang Lingjiao, trying to find out the disadvantages.

"Hehe, time is running out. If you are obstructing me, I am afraid you will become a sinner of our Kong family. When you say that, will Miss Kong Ling be on your side or on the side of the Kong family?" where?"

Kong Tiancheng looked at Mo Xian playfully, and said.

Hearing this, Mo Xian's complexion couldn't help changing.

After all, the competition time is coming to an end, if because of his entanglement with Kong Tiancheng, no one can get the spirit turtle in the end.

So although Lin Qi was crazy, he was still the final winner.

When Kong Tiancheng said these words, he undoubtedly wanted Mo Xian to give up.

For a while, Mo Xian was also a little confused.

If it was because of him that the Kong family lost everything, he would indeed be a sinner of the Kong family.

Of course he didn't care about these things, but Kong Ling, as a member of the Kong family, was afraid that he would have to bear enormous pressure.

And giving up seems to have no difference in the result, but it can't pass the hurdle in his heart.

He has never been a person who likes to give up.

If you say it, you must do it.

After weighing the pros and cons, Mo Xian said slowly, "What you said may not be a problem!"

"Oh?" Kong Tiancheng raised his mouth, and said: "It seems that for your ridiculous self-esteem, you chose to confine the eldest lady to an unrighteous place, what a pity, eldest lady, you would trust someone like you! "

(End of this chapter)