Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1485 Another Game

Su Hao's complexion turned a little red, but he is already at the half-step Martial Emperor Realm, while Meng Yang and others have not reached this level.

With this comparison here, he naturally didn't want to fall behind.

However, after supporting himself for a while, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his complexion suddenly became pale.

His figure also uncontrollably fell to the ground, making a loud bang.

This coke spoiled Jia Ren and Jia Yi. Although the two said they were struggling to hold on, they still turned their heads desperately and gave Su Hao a middle finger with difficulty.

"Hey, isn't this a half-step Martial Emperor powerhouse? What's the matter? You're weaker than us. It seems that your strength is very weak."

"Fart!" Su Hao finally couldn't maintain his composure before, and roared hoarsely, but his voice was very small and lacking momentum.

He desperately wanted to get up, but just lifted up a little bit before being pressed down again, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Ha...ha..." Jia Ren and Jia Yi laughed unceremoniously, with a strange expression on his face.

For this, Mo Xian and the others could only smile wryly.

However, with this little episode, Jia Ren and Jia Yi seemed to have been beaten up, and the speed was much faster.

Typically, happiness is based on the pain of others, and it can also gain motivation because of it.

However, this kind of motivation came and went quickly, and soon, the two of them were depressed again.

Gradually, Shen Jing, Meng Yang, Jia Ren, Jia Yi, and Xiao Wu were also a little bit exhausted.

Each of them had a morbid blush on their faces, obviously they had reached their limit.

"Don't hold on, or you will end up with Su Hao. I'm afraid it will have a great impact on your future enlightenment." Shen Jing immediately sent a voice transmission to everyone, her tone very dignified.

Although she didn't know what the rules were here, the corpses around her were the best warning.

Mo Xian glanced at Lu Xun on the other side. Although the latter was also trying to hold on, he felt unstoppable.

"You guys stop first, I'll try again!" He retracted his gaze and said.

"Then be careful, don't force yourself, or you won't get the martial arts, but you will be left with some flaws." Shen Jing and the others all nodded, and then stopped one after another.

They are already quite close to the stone pillars, basically on the same level as the front mummy.

Although they were still standing, they knew very well that as long as they tried to move forward even a little bit, they would immediately be crushed to the ground just like Su Hao.

At the same time, they also discovered that the stele seemed to be different.

Just like a door leading to a new world, as long as they sit down, they can enter it and discover something.

However, they did not do this, but chose to continue to pay attention to Mo Xian and Lu Xun tacitly.

They were all curious about who could go further between the two.

Of course, in their hearts, they naturally hoped that Mo Xian would win.

The battle between Mo Xian and Lu Xun had not been resolved before, but this time it was another game.

Which one wins and which loses will have a big impact on both of them.

"Hmph!" Lu Xun cast a gloomy look at Mo Xian, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

Mo Xian's ability to support until now has completely exceeded his expectations.

At this time, both of them had surpassed all the mummies, only tens of meters away from the stone pillar.

But at this moment, there seemed to be a huge mountain in front of them, and every step forward required an extremely powerful force.

On Lu Xun's body, black lines kept flickering, and unintelligible fluctuations spread out.

His inheritance is very old, and it is undoubtedly very powerful, even Mo Xian is faintly envious.

But inheriting this kind of thing is rare.

As time goes by, Lu Xun leads Mo Xian more and more.

Mo Xian's speed has slowed down to the extreme, if you don't look carefully, you can hardly find him moving.

However, his figure is really moving forward, difficult and unstoppable.

"It's not good, the gap is getting bigger and bigger." Shen Jing and the others all showed worried expressions on their faces. The tacit understanding they had cultivated with Mo Xian made them very clear about Mo Xian's current state.

Mo Xian appeared to be fine on the surface, but he was struggling to support himself.

If it continues, no one knows what will happen.

"Then Lu Xun is no worse than Mo Xian in all aspects, but he has an advantage in realm. It may be very difficult for Mo Xian to surpass him." Shen Jing transmitted the voice to Meng Yang and others, but deliberately omitted Mo Xian.

At this moment, any disturbance may affect Mo Xian.

"It's better to persuade him to give up. No one knows the actual situation. It doesn't necessarily mean that the closer you are, the better your martial arts will be." Meng Yang said solemnly.

"Nonsense, how could brother Mo Xian lose." Xiao Wu hurriedly said, she has always supported Mo Xian for no reason.

"Hehe, even if we tried to persuade him, it might be useless." Shen Jing smiled wryly.

Hearing this, Meng Yang and the others were relatively silent.

They are very clear about Mo Xian's character, and it is difficult to change what they believe in because of outside interference.

After another period of time passed, Lu Xun was only a dozen meters away from the stone pillar.

But he had obviously reached his limit, and the fluctuations of the rhythmic black lines all over his body were suppressed within a very small range.

He tried to raise his feet, but when he was about to fall, his expression suddenly changed, and he retracted his feet as if he was electrocuted.

He knew that he had reached his limit.

But he is very satisfied, after all, he has already surpassed everyone, even surpassed those sect disciples who were qualified to enlighten here in ancient times.

Most importantly, he crushed Mo Xian with an overwhelming advantage.

"It seems that you still can't beat me after all."

In Mo Xian's ears, Lu Xun's sinister voice suddenly sounded.

"That's right, then it looks like you're going to be disappointed!" Mo Xian fought back mercilessly, and a silver lightning arc suddenly appeared above his body.

Then, his eyes fixed, and he took a big step suddenly.

This step was unstoppable, but the invisible pressure still existed, causing cracks to appear all over his body.

Under that strong pressure, the blood turned into mist and sprayed out continuously, and the bloody smell spread out.

"Oops!" The complexions of Shen Jing and the others suddenly changed. In their eyes, Mo Xian was undoubtedly fighting for his life.

"You're looking for your own death!" Lu Xun's expression changed instantly, watching Mo Xian surpass him by one step.

Only then did he understand that Mo Xian's weakness before was actually gathering strength.

"Yeah, brother Mo Xian will win!" Xiao Wu couldn't help but cheered, which was the complete opposite of Shen Jing and the others' dignified expressions.

Mo Xian took a step forward, and there was a roar in his body.

However, he didn't intend to stop, as soon as his toes hit the ground, he took another step.

Obviously, he wanted to go straight to the side of the stone pillar in one go.

"Damn it!" Lu Xun's face turned cold, and then Yin Jun's face became distorted, showing a trace of sickness.

His twisted heart made him unable to tolerate being crushed by others.

(End of this chapter)