Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1120 Being Crushed

"Okay, you asked for it yourself, don't say that I don't respect the old and love the young!" Mo Xian also seemed to be aroused with a victorious voice, and the vitality in his body surged in an instant.

An extremely strong energy burst out of his body immediately, directly shaking the ancestor of the Kong family back several steps.

"It's a joke, I've been galloping my horse for so many years, but I still can't be planted in your boy's hands. Don't gossip, use whatever skills you have, and I just exercise my muscles and bones." The ancestor of the Kong family shook his neck, and the bones of his whole body Immediately there was a crackling sound.

Mo Xian smiled lightly, tapped the ground with his toes, and immediately displayed more than 30 kinds of changes without reservation.

"Not bad, not bad!" The patriarch of the Kong family laughed loudly, and stuck to Mo Xian directly.

He had lost a lot of face with Mo Xian before, but today he finally had the chance to get it back together.

At the same time as his body retreated violently, Mo Xian quickly formed seals with his hands, and a thick sea of ​​flames suddenly surged out.

In the sea of ​​flames, a huge figure stood proudly, holding a sky-breaking fire spirit halberd in one hand, pointing like a sword in the other, and above its head, a huge flame square seal was slowly hovering.

Such a situation is like the birth of Emperor Yan.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the air became extremely hot, showing a twisted shape, and all the moisture was evaporated almost instantly.

"Shh..."

In the next moment, the violent fluctuation of Yuanli suddenly swept away, and the huge flame figure suddenly pointed out with one halberd and one finger.

At the same time, the huge flame square seal on the figure's head also expanded to hundreds of feet in size in an instant, like a mountain peak, pressing down on the ancestor of the Kong family.

"boom……"

Amidst the terrifying fluctuations, the figure of the ancestor of the Kong family was instantly engulfed by the berserk flames and disappeared without a trace.

Mo Xian looked vigilantly at the churning sea of ​​flames, as if there were flames churning in his eyes.

Soon, his face froze.

I saw that the ancestor of the Kong family walked out of the flames slowly like walking in the courtyard.

Wherever it passed, the flames were extinguished one after another, as if they had been shaken back.

This made Mo Xian very helpless, even though the ancestor of the Kong family had suppressed his strength to the point where he was comparable, but as he said between him, there was no news about certain things.

After all, the gap between the two is not 01:30.

If it continues like this, it will only be a matter of time before he fails.

Although there is nothing to be ashamed of being defeated by the ancestor of the Kong family, but he just doesn't want to make that old and disrespectful guy too proud.

Therefore, he must think of a way to reverse the current situation.

But he didn't know that the ancestor of the Kong family had such an idea from the beginning.

Since he was defeated by Mo Xian in other aspects, he used this method to get it back.

The euphemistic name is, give Mo Xian a call.

Of course, it does not rule out the meaning of dialing.

"Boy, it's a bit flashy to make such a big scene. Hoho..." The ancestor of the Kong family smiled faintly and continued to move forward slowly.

He seemed to be walking step by step, but his figure suddenly became very erratic. Almost instantly, he appeared in front of Mo Xian, and at the same time, the rattan in his hand abstracted the back of Mo Xian's hand again.

"Snapped!"

Amid the crisp sound, Mo Xian only felt numbness on the back of his hands.

Such an injury can be said to be pediatric, but it is a mental blow.

Moreover, the ancestor of the Kong family seemed to only have a cane this time, but there were countless thin welts on Mo Xian's hands.

Obviously, the ancestor of the Kong family was too fast, creating the illusion that he only attacked once.

Mo Xian dragged the numb half of his body, retreated quickly, and punched out at the same time.

The violent force directly shattered a large piece of air, and smashed towards the ancestor of the Kong family like a meteorite.

"That's right, the fist intention has already taken shape." The ancestor of the Kong family was startled, and nodded slightly.

Facing Mo Xian's attack this time, he did not dare to underestimate it, and the rattan in his hand was like a sharp sword, pulling out many sharp sword flowers.

"boom!"

When the fist strength and the sword flower intersected, an astonishing wave immediately swept away.

Mo Xian's body flew straight out, hitting a wall.

He glanced behind him, then slammed his feet on the wall.

With the help of this recoil force, Mo Xian's speed immediately increased to the extreme, and he rushed towards the ancestor of the Kong family like lightning.

The ancestor of the Kong family didn't hide, and waited for Mo Xian's arrival with all his leisure.

In the next moment, Mo Xian, who had already turned into an afterimage, suddenly changed direction, giving the ancestor of the Kong family the illusion of disappearing out of thin air.

The ancestor of the Kong family didn't care, smiled slightly, and pulled the cane aside without looking at it.

"Snapped!"

Amid the crisp impact sound, Mo Xian's figure suddenly appeared, but his hand was firmly holding the cane.

The patriarch of the Kong family suddenly tried to pull back the cane, but found that Mo Xian had all the strength and failed.

Because he can't use his other hand or both feet, he has only two ways to go now.

Either give up the rattan in your hand, or get hit by Mo Xian.

For him, no matter which one it is, it will make him lose face.

"Old man, don't underestimate me!" Mo Xian shouted, and another fist was thrown out.

"Good boy, do you actually want to use this method of hurting both sides!" The Kong family smiled lightly, and under Mo Xian's horrified gaze, he directly threw a headbutt at Mo Xian.

Obviously, he chose the third way.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and Mo Xian felt that his eyes were filled with stars, and his head was a little dizzy.

Before he knew it, his body was pumped again, a burning pain.

"Old man, you are cheating!" Mo Xian withdrew quickly, and said loudly while rubbing his forehead that was flushed red by the ancestor of the Kong family.

"Hoho, this old man has always been fair, and he is innocent. If he said he would let you have one hand and two feet, he would let you have one hand and two feet. Isn't there anything wrong with that?" the ancestor of the Kong family said with a smile.

"No problem!" Mo Xian gritted his teeth, gasping for air between his teeth. The head of the ancestor of the Kong family is too hard, almost like an iron bump.

"Then the old man will continue. You young people now think that you have a little strength and you don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth. You must beat it hard." The ancestor of the Kong family said righteously, the mask of the big devil on his face was trembling slightly .

Obviously, he was smiling smugly.

While speaking, the cane in his hand shook in the air, making a clear sound of whipping.

Mo Xian couldn't help shivering, and stepped back almost subconsciously.

It was his almost intuitive reaction that just saved him from being drawn again.

The ancestor of the Kong family missed one hit, but the next attack was continuous.

Obviously, he has already made up his mind to completely crush Mo Xian.

Mo Xian was also unambiguous, and urged Yuanli to go up.

"Clap clap..."

Then, the clear sound of whipping began to echo in the air.

The speed of the two became faster and faster, and in the end there were only two afterimages left.

Their figures also quickly shuttled through the entire Kong family, leaving their footprints and sweat in almost every corner.

Mo Xian didn't know how many times he was whipped, he just felt a little numb all over his body.

The patriarch of the Kong family looked quite excited, and the mask of the Great Demon King on his face was a little crooked.

(End of this chapter)