Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1342 Quasi Yuan Martial Skill
The thunder raged for ten breaths before it gradually dissipated.

A large area of ​​land was already scorched black by electricity.

Above the sky, a black shadow fell like a meteorite, leaving a huge crater.

"Hmph, there's still a whole body left!" Du Qiu looked at the black shadow, his complexion changed instantly.

"Is it still not enough!" Everyone looked at the boy who had fallen into the big pit, and shook their heads helplessly.

The gap between domains seems to be like a natural moat, which cannot be crossed.

Even if it is only a small named domain and an unnamed small domain.

And Du Qiu's victory also means the victory of the rule makers.

"Hmph, did you see that? This is the fate of disobeying our Young Master Du." Wang Li's arrogant voice sounded at this time, like a bucket of ice water, pouring chills on everyone's hearts.

If Mo Xian couldn't do anything about it, then the rest of them probably couldn't do anything about it.

"Hey, master, I'm not dead yet!"

At this moment, Mo Xian's lazy voice suddenly sounded from the big pit.

"impossible……"

Seeing that Mo Xian stood up slowly, everyone gasped.

Even Du Qiu's pupils shrank violently.

"Cheat, did you cheat the corpse?" Wang Li stammered as he looked at Mo Xian in horror.

"It's so noisy!" Mo Xian suddenly looked at Wang Li, his sharp eyes were like sharp swords.

"You...what do you want to do?" Wang Li trembled, and after taking a few steps back, he staggered and fell to the ground.

"Get lost, don't be embarrassing here!" The corner of Du Qiu's mouth twitched, and Wang Li flew hundreds of meters away with a single palm.

"Crack..."

Mo Xian moved his body, and there were a series of crackling noises all over his body.

The blow just now was uncomfortable, and it made his bones a little crisp.

"You almost killed me by listening to a semi-finished product without thinking!" Xiao En said with some fear.

"Isn't it all right!" Mo Xian said calmly, and at the same time his figure slowly lifted into the air.

He didn't hide or evade, it was all because of the call of the silver thunder replica in the sky.

He would choose to believe it because Sky Silver Thunder never harmed him, on the contrary, he helped him a lot.

"Impossible, how could you withstand my sword." Du Qiu looked at Mo Xian who had returned to face him again, and said with disbelief on his face.

Although he was hit, Mo Xian seemed to be safe.

"Your attack is too weak!" Mo Xian said calmly, not hiding his mockery at all.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..." Du Qiu kept repeating this sentence, and suddenly slashed at the air beside him like crazy.

"Roar!"

Amid the sound of the dragon chant, the thunder dragon danced wildly, and a terrifying thunder sword glow roared out.

Almost in an instant, a huge and towering mountain peak in the distance was cut off in the middle.

After the sword light disappeared, the upper half of the mountain slowly slid down, and the fracture was as smooth as silk.

Everyone stared blankly at the half of the mountain gradually sliding down, their faces full of horror.

It wasn't until the upper half of the mountain was smashed to pieces that everyone trembled and came back to their senses.

"Maybe, you can try again." Mo Xian said lightly.

"Are you humiliating me?" Du Qiu asked tentatively.

"If you want to think so, it's fine." Mo Xian shrugged and continued, "Don't worry, I won't dodge."

"Crazy, crazy!"

As soon as Mo Xian said this, there was an uproar all around.

Although they didn't know how Mo Xian escaped, it was inconceivable that such an attack could be avoided once by chance.

However, Mo Xian actually asked to try again, and he didn't avoid it.

"Bastard, I want your life!" Facing Mo Xian's humiliation, Du Qiu was even more furious, the veins on his face wriggled like earthworms, looking extremely ferocious.

The Thunder Dragon also became extremely ferocious, releasing countless electric arcs, covering most of the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Du Qiu slashed at Mo Xian again.

Because he was angry, the momentum was even stronger than before.

"Gudong!"

Everyone swallowed hard and looked at Mo Xian intently. They really wanted to know how Mo Xian resisted this blow.

"Shh!"

Thunder sword light pierced the sky, and instantly slashed on Mo Xian's body.

He really didn't dodge!

The sharp electric arc kept cutting on his body, but it didn't leave even a trace.

This time, everyone finally found out that it was unusual, the powerful thunder seemed to be absorbed by Mo Xian.

And inside Mo Xian's body, a huge electric arc is fiercely bombarding the silver thunder replica in the sky.

That destructive aura made Mo Xian's heart skip a beat.

He didn't know the intention of the copy of the sky silver thunder, but it was in his body after all. If it was not good, it would end in violent death.

Not long after, all the thunder and light disappeared, while Mo Xian was still standing in the air intact.

There seems to be a faint crack appearing on the replica of the silver thunder in the sky.

"Isn't that enough?" Mo Xian frowned slightly, looked at Du Qiu provocatively, and said, "I heard that you wanted to challenge Mr. Yun more than once before, but it seemed that they were all ignored. No wonder, with your strength , wanting to challenge Mr. Yun is simply wishful thinking!"

"To shut up!"

This matter has always been Du Qiu's weakness, and now that Mo Xian mentions it, the anger in his body is like a volcano erupting.

He stared at Mo Xian, the thunder sword in his hand gathered again, and then slashed at Mo Xian again.

The result, of course, is the same as before.

And Du Qiu seemed to be crazy, constantly squeezing the energy in his body, and slashed at Mo Xian with a sword.

His sword-wielding hand became weaker and weaker, and the last sword dissipated before it was even cast.

His vitality had been exhausted, and his body fell to the ground weakly, his eyes wide open, empty and lifeless.

He still didn't understand why his strongest blow had no effect on Mo Xian.

And when the last thunderbolt sword light fell on Mo Xian, he seemed to hear a roar from the silver thunder replica in the sky, and the crack finally burst open completely.

"This is……"

Mo Xian inspected the replica of the Sky Silver Thunder in astonishment, and soon found that it seemed to be reborn from a cocoon, turning into a silver thunder bead.

"Sky Silver Thunder Body!"

An ancient voice suddenly sounded in Mo Xian's mind, almost blanking his mind for a while.

Immediately afterwards, a look of ecstasy appeared on Mo Xian's face.

This sky silver thunder body is actually a body refining martial art.

Moreover, it seems to have surpassed the category of ninth-grade martial arts.

He had never heard of this level of martial arts, and he didn't even know what to call it.

"Zhunyuan Martial Arts, congratulations!" Xiao En said suddenly, and there seemed to be a sense of disbelief in his voice.

"Yuan martial arts?" Mo Xian was taken aback. He seemed to have seen this kind of martial arts introduced in an ancient book in Taichu Academy.

Martial arts are divided into nine grades from low to high.

And this classification is just a vague concept.

Further up, there is an existence that transcends grades, and that is Yuanwu Skills.

Most of these martial arts exist in legends.

At the beginning, he only had a glimpse, so he didn't have much idea about this primordial martial skill.

Although the Sky Silver Thunder Body is not a real Yuan Wu skill, it is also called Yuan Wu skill.

Its power is self-evident, after all, it is also an existence beyond the grade.

(End of this chapter)