Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1339
This Du Qiu is really good, every move is almost mysterious and abnormal.

Following his shout, the sky seemed to tremble violently, and then the eighteen figures formed eighteen different handprints in an instant.

In an instant, there was a huge pressure squeezing towards Mo Xian.

For a moment, the space Mo Xian was in seemed to be distorted, and his figure was also distorted to a certain extent because of this, which looked extremely weird.

Gradually, this distortion became more and more severe, causing Mo Xian's body to seem to have moved.

And once Mo Xian couldn't bear the pressure, he might have moved, and the result was self-evident.

Eighteen figures floated quietly in the air, and they seemed to be chanting words, and the squeezing force became more and more intense, and there was a faint roaring sound.

Looking at the thin figure that had already shown an extremely distorted figure, everyone's eyes flickered a little, as if they had seen the bloody scene where the body was completely torn apart.

And at this moment, a black fire lotus burst out from within Mo Xian's body.

The terrifying aura that almost caused Yuan Li to retreat instantly spread out, and the huge force instantly dissipated the strange and huge pressure, and the distortion disappeared in an instant.

The eighteen figures shook at the same time, and instantly merged into one.

Du Qiu's complexion has become much more dignified. At this time, Mo Xian gave him the feeling that he was like a huge mountain, which was hard to shake.

"Not bad method!" Mo Xian smiled lightly, and said, "It's true that you said before that I have never seen a fourth-grade martial arts pattern. After all, that grade is really too low!"

"Hmph, it's nothing more than a small person, what big talk!" Hearing this, Du Qiu smiled disdainfully.

However, the smile on his face was not completely spread, but suddenly froze.

But it was Mo Xian's body, and mysterious runes also appeared.

"It's also the breath of Wu Wen, and it seems to be much stronger than Du Qiu's!"

"Could it be a fifth-rank martial pattern?"

Amid the uproar, Mo Xian's aura became stronger and stronger.

"This guy, who also has martial arts or fifth-rank martial arts, is so calm!" Tang Jun and the others looked at each other, and shook their heads with wry smiles.

They were still worried about Mo Xian before, but now it seems that they are worrying too much.

Although there is only one grade difference between the fifth-rank martial pattern and the fourth-rank martial pattern, the gap between them is like clouds and mud.

"Fifth Grade Martial Pattern!" Du Qiu's eyes suddenly showed a hint of coldness, and his complexion was also a little cloudy.

Before, he kept saying that Mo Xian had never seen a martial pattern, and he had never seen a fourth-rank martial pattern, because the latter had a fifth-rank martial pattern.

Only then did he know why Mo Xian wasn't surprised when he saw himself displaying his martial patterns.

He was clearly playing with an ax at the door of the class, and there was even a trace of teasing in the eyes of everyone looking at him.

"Let you see what is the power of Wu Wen!" Mo Xian smiled lightly, and wiped his hands in the air.

Immediately above the sky, a large halberd of hundreds of feet of flame condensed out, and each one was extremely solid.

Between the vibrations, it actually aroused the resonance of heaven and earth.

Almost every one of these flame spirit halberds has the power to kill the Eight Star King.

With such a large area, the pressure it brings to everyone is naturally incomparably astonishing.

Even the ground collapsed unbearably.

Such momentum can be described as earth-shattering.

"Shh!"

Mo Xian pointed at Du Qiu in the air, and immediately a flaming halberd tore through the air and stabbed towards him.

The dazzling flames swept across, tearing apart a huge crack in the ground.

The incomparably scorching terrifying aura made everyone's mouths dry for a while.

"This kind of attack is also trying to defeat me, Du Qiu!" Du Qiu sneered, and Ling Kong pointed out.

Invisible energy roared out, and instantly collided with the flaming halberd.

"Boom!"

Like two meteorites colliding, the shock wave visible to the naked eye immediately swept away.

The corner of Mo Xian's mouth raised, and he pointed in the air again, and immediately two flaming halberds whizzed out.

With Mo Xian's current strength, coupled with the mystery of the Yanhuang Sutra, when he casts it, it's as easy as breathing.

This kind of continuous attack gave the Yanhuang Jing, which was not of high grade, an extremely powerful force.

Du Qiu easily caught the two attacks.

However, Mo Xian seemed to be addicted. Between the flicks of his hands, the flaming halberd roared out uninterruptedly, like a torrential rain.

At first, Du Qiu was able to cope, but gradually, he became more and more frightened.

Mo Xian's cannon-like attack was really too perverted, and he was not given any chance to fight back.

And once he couldn't keep up with the rhythm, he might be overwhelmed by the attacks that followed.

"This Mo Xian is too...too perverted. Doesn't this energy cost money? How could it be so wasteful?"

Seeing the flaming halberds roaring out of the sky, everyone felt thirsty.

According to Mo Xian's style of play, let alone a seven-star martial king, even a nine-star martial king might not last long.

Mo Xian didn't mean to waste energy on purpose, in fact, he was about to break through before, and the energy in his body was extremely strong, and it would be very uncomfortable if he didn't vent it.

Moreover, if the practice is interrupted, I am afraid that no one will have a good temper.

This Du Qiu, he just ran into the gun.

"Hmph, I'd like to see how long you can last!" Du Qiu was also really fired up, and while drinking low, he dodged left and right, blasting the oncoming flaming halberds one after another and go.

Amid the sound of rushing wind, the flame spirit halberds became more and more dense.

Suddenly, a flaming halberd pierced through the defense and appeared in front of Du Qiu.

His complexion changed, and he immediately crossed his hands in front of him.

"Boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, the flame spirit halberd exploded, and Du Qiu's figure was also blown upside down.

But this is just the beginning, and the flame spirit halberd that follows is still menacing.

"Damn it!" Du Qiu's pupils shrank, and a wall of Yuanli light was immediately formed in front of him while Yuanli was running.

Immediately afterwards, his figure was completely covered by the dense flame halberd.

After releasing the last flame spirit halberd, Mo Xian stopped, breathing a little short of breath.

The series of attacks just now can be described as hearty and sharp, and finally cleared that uncomfortable feeling.

However, the unhappiness in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

After a short while, Du Qiucai gradually revealed his figure, and the place where he was was completely turned into a big hole.

The wall of light that protected him had disappeared at some point.

At this time, Du Qiu no longer had the slightest handsomeness and unrestrained style before, his clothes were messy and there was a hint of blood.

Her hair, which was originally neat, was also burnt, exuding an unpleasant smell, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

Now he is as embarrassed as he is, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a beggar.

"If I were you, I wouldn't choose to interrupt others' cultivation at will."

Hearing the mocking voice from above his head, Du Qiu's pupils shrank, and when he raised his head, he saw a gradually enlarged fist.

"When?"

Everyone was shocked, Mo Xian's speed was so fast, they didn't see clearly how Mo Xian appeared above Du Qiu's head.

(End of this chapter)