Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1418
After a great battle, the entire platform was already in a mess, covered with pits of all sizes, and all kinds of pale bones.

After Mo Xian and his group searched around, they found nothing.

Some corpses were found, but Bibi was not among them.

"Such a big living person, how can he just disappear if he doesn't see him." Mo Xian frowned slightly, recalling carefully when he last saw Bibi.

But the scene at that time was too chaotic, he only remembered that he had seen Bibi, but he didn't.

"Is there anything to look for, either it was bombed to pieces, or it was teleported out, why waste time here." Li Mingyuan said extremely annoyed: "Brother Tianjiao, we don't have time to waste here. You're behind, don't even have a mouthful of soup then."

"Stop farting, if it wasn't for Mo Xian, you would have died a long time ago." Tang Jun said rather angrily.

"Hehe, it's ridiculous. If it wasn't for my Wuji Sect, you would all be doomed." Li Mingyuan paused and continued, "Brother Tianjiao, don't forget that we represent the sect. Time, this responsibility, can you afford it?"

"Hmph, don't need to say more!" Yun Tianjiao glanced at Li Mingyuan, and then said apologetically, "Mo Xian, it seems that we have to go first."

"Whatever!"

Mo Xian shrugged indifferently and said.

Yun Tianjiao nodded, then bowed his hands to Mo Xian and the others, and the other Wuji Sect disciples did the same, and then left one after another.

And when Li Mingyuan passed by Mo Xian, he suddenly slammed his palm at Mo Xian.

"Shh!"

The palm wind is not violent, but very gentle, but it seems to contain a strong killing intent.

After going through that battle just now, Mo Xian is very weak now.

And Li Mingyuan has been secretly preserving his strength from the beginning to the end. It is indeed a good choice to choose to attack Mo Xian at this time.

"Li Mingyuan, how dare you..." Sensing the abnormality behind him, Yun Tianjiao suddenly turned his head, and his expression changed immediately.

Li Mingyuan was unmoved, after all, he and Yun Tianjiao belonged to the same school, as long as he killed Mo Xian, Yun Tianjiao would have nothing to do with him.

Because it was too sudden, Mo Xian was a little caught off guard for a while, and subconsciously threw out a palm.

"boom!"

When his palms touched, Mo Xian immediately flew upside down.

After all, Li Mingyuan was a strong man at the half-step Martial Emperor Realm. Mo Xiancui was too late to defend against him, and his consumption was quite high. Naturally, there would be no benefit in confronting him head-on.

Li Mingyuan succeeded in one blow, and the attacks continued even more.

His palm technique is very strange, it looks soft and weak, but in fact it is full of strength, shaking Mo Xian's body for a while.

But when Mo Xian collided with him, he felt like he couldn't exert his strength, as if he was hitting a large ball of cotton.

"Lianyun Thirteen Palms!" Seeing Li Mingyuan's attack, everyone in the Wuji Sect changed their expressions.

This Lianyun Thirteen Palms is a rather difficult martial skill to learn, and it is very feminine, and because it costs a lot and has many restrictions, basically no one will choose to practice it.

However, looking at Li Mingyuan's posture, it is obvious that he has cultivated the thirteen palms of Lianyun to a great success, and he can strike all thirteen palms in an instant.

It is said that the thirteen palms of Lianyun seem to have weak attack power, but they actually contain extremely powerful dark energy.

Especially after all the thirteen palms are used, the thirteen dark energies erupt at the same time, and when superimposed on each other, it is enough to kill opponents whose strength is higher than his own.

"Bang bang..."

Amidst the continuous sound of collisions, Li Mingyuan cast thirteen palms in an instant, but Mo Xian caught them all.

Finally, Lin Mingyuan retracted his palms, and immediately retreated violently.

"Play with my master!" Mo Xian's face turned cold, and immediately a very mysterious palm came out, which was the incomplete Taiyin Killing Hand.

Taiyin Killing Hand is not complete, and it is quite vicious, so Mo Xian just practiced it in his spare time, and he didn't use it much.

But even the incomplete Taiyin Killer is still extremely fierce and mysterious.

Li Mingyuan felt the roaring gloomy aura, his expression froze, and he rushed to resist.

But what caught him off guard was that the palm wind actually drew a very strange arc, penetrated his defense, and directly imprinted on his chest.

"boom!"

Amid the low crashing sound, Li Mingyuan's chest sank directly, and a clear palm print appeared.

However, Li Mingyuan didn't care. Anyway, he was only slightly injured, and his heart was still filled with ecstasy.

Lianyun's thirteen palms are only effective if the opponent directly touches them. Just now, Mo Xian completely confronted him with the thirteen palms. The hidden strength that was planted in the dark can kill even stronger opponents.

Although Mo Xian has power far beyond the same level, but he is only an eight-star martial king.

Mo Xian frowned slightly, and raised his hand to see that it was already flushed.

"Haha, Mo Xian, you are already dead!" Li Mingyuan laughed wildly.

"Uh, do I seem to be dead?" Mo Xian was startled, and asked with a strange expression on his face.

"Mo Xian, how do you feel?" Yun Tianjiao said with a slightly dignified expression. He had seen Lianyun Thirteen Palms in the hands of a senior brother before, and the effect was indeed amazing.

Moreover, his senior brother has not practiced Thirteen Palms.

Hearing this, Mo Xian frowned, and carefully felt the condition in his body, but there was nothing wrong.

"Violent!" Li Mingyuan sneered, and suddenly shook his hand.

"Coax..."

Immediately, there were violent noises in Mo Xian's body, each sound was accompanied by blood spatter, each sound was more shocking than before, and the power almost increased exponentially.

After thirteen beeps in a row, Mo Xian had turned into a blood man, staggering and nearly falling.

"It's Anjin!" Seeing this, Nan Yuexin and the others were startled, and quickly protected Mo Xian to prevent the Wuji Sect from making another attack.

No one noticed that at the same time as Mo Xian's body exploded before, there were tiny silver thunder snakes swimming around on his skin, and silver lightning flashed in his flesh and blood.

"Cough cough..."

Mo Xian immediately coughed violently, and at the same time spewed out a lot of blood mixed with fragments.

Li Mingyuan's attack was indeed very mysterious. The thirteen dark energies superimposed on each other and complemented each other, causing him to be seriously injured.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Sky Silver Thunder Body had already reached the category of quasi-yuan martial arts, he would have been shocked to death by Li Mingyuan.

"Mo Xian, are you alright?" Nan Yuexin and the others said nervously, while watching those people from the Wuji Sect warily.

Mo Xian was seriously injured at this time, if Wujizong took the opportunity to attack, they would definitely not be opponents.

Now that Bibi has not been found, they have experienced such a change again, which is really worse.

"It's okay!" Mo Xian shook his head, then pulled away the two people standing in front of him, walked forward, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Li Mingyuan mockingly, and said, "Hehe, it's a pity, it's just a matter of time." A little bit."

"Impossible, how could you still not be dead!" Seeing that Mo Xian could still walk and talk, Li Mingyuan was shocked.

Lianyun Thirteen Palms, he has been practicing in secret for five full years.

No one knows that he has already practiced it, which can be regarded as his very important trump card.

Only he knows the horror of it here.

Even Yun Tianjiao would be seriously injured if he got hit by Lian Yun's thirteen palms.

(End of this chapter)