Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1547 The Third Competition

"Mo Xian, it's your turn, prepare to die!" Above the sky, the sound of thunder slowly resounded like a talisman, making everyone's hearts jump.

The two-star Martial Emperor Realm is really too powerful.

Although Mo Xian defeated Yun Tianjiao, who was also a two-star Martial Emperor, the current situation is fundamentally different from that time. There is no one-stroke contract, but a real life-and-death struggle.

Moreover, Lei Ming's strength is very strange, possessing many methods bestowed on him by the Ten Thousand Year Tree Demon.

As a result, it seems already obvious.

I am afraid there is no need to continue this competition.

Their only choice right now is probably to disperse. If they are lucky, they may still have a chance of survival.

However, judging by the area covered by the Ten Thousand Year Tree Demon, the possibility of getting lucky is really very small.

"Brother Mo Xian, you are strong, maybe you will have a chance to escape!" Du Kang suddenly laughed and said to Mo Xian: "If we had listened to your words, we would not have fallen into this fate. We dragged you down."

"It has nothing to do with you, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to leave!" Mo Xian shook his head, not to mention the whole medicine garden, but the God of Medicine Peak, which may have been completely controlled by the Ten Thousand Year Tree Demon.

Whoever it wants to go and who it doesn't want to let go is all in one thought.

Mo Xian is delaying the time right now, just to let Xiao En think of some solutions.

From just now, Xiao En fell into silence, as if he was doing something secretly.

As for what he was doing, Mo Xian didn't know.

However, he vaguely guessed that what Xiao En was doing, once successful, might be able to change the current situation.

"Why, I'm scared now, weren't you very arrogant before?" Lei Ming sneered, clenched his fists a few times, and jokingly said.

"It seems that you can't wait to die again." Mo Xian sneered, without any nonsense, his figure directly rose into the sky.

"Haha, it's ridiculous, you haven't even stepped into the Martial Emperor Realm, how can you compare with me." Lei Ming laughed wildly.

"Since I can cripple one of your hands, I can do it again at this time!" Mo Xian said, his body turned into a streamer and rushed directly towards Lei Ming.

Lei Ming's figure also moved, and he rushed out in an instant.

The two collided with incomparable ferocity, just like two ancient fierce beasts, bursting out extremely terrifying shock waves.

"Hehe, I have to thank you. If it wasn't for you, how would I have such an opportunity?" Lei Ming looked at Mo Xian jokingly, and chuckled lightly.

The distance between the two was so small, and the energy between them was constantly rubbing against each other, making loud explosions.

"It seems that you like being a monster very much!" Mo Xian sneered, and a terrifying energy suddenly surged out of his body like an overwhelming mountain.

Lei Ming's figure was instantly shaken, but he quickly moved up again, and the vine arm was thrown out like a heavy hammer.

"boom!"

The air was immediately shaken and collapsed, and the strong wind blew Mo Xian almost to the point where he couldn't keep his eyes open.

However, he had no intention of retreating at all. When the silver thunder body in the sky was in motion, his fists with thunder light flowed forward to meet them.

"boom!"

When the two fists collided, the shock wave hadn't completely spread out, and Mo Xian and Lei Ming had already launched their next attack.

In a very short period of time, the two punched dozens of punches at the same time.

This kind of close-range hard shake is not fancy at all. It is a complete competition between the strengths of the two sides, and the impact of the loss is simply not too strong.

Listening to the continuous sound of collisions in the sky, everyone was terrified.

They can clearly perceive the terrifying power in it, a power that can easily tear them apart.

Du Kang was even more shocked. He originally thought that the gap between himself and Mo Xian was not that big, but now he saw that Mo Xian's pure physical strength had already surpassed him by a lot.

However, Mo Xian is just a Nine Star Martial King.

He couldn't imagine how powerful Mo Xian would be once he truly stepped into the Martial Emperor Realm.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was another loud noise in the sky, and a rather embarrassed figure stepped backwards, with both feet flying in the air, as if it was about to shatter the sky, and let out a roar.

"Sure enough, it's still not working!" Seeing this, everyone's hearts were chilled.

Although Mo Xian held on for a while just now, he was still knocked back by the thunder.

They could see that Mo Xian's fists were trembling slightly, obviously not feeling well.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that you are going to be unlucky this time. This feeling is not good. Don't worry, I will not kill you, but I will cripple your hands and feet, and then plant them here, so that you will suffer every day." Bitter." Lei Ming clicked his tongue and said in an incomparably austere way.

"Hehe, it's just a monster who is neither human nor tree. I really don't know how you have the face to be so proud." Mo Xian snorted coldly. He already had a little idea of ​​the limit of thunder from the repeated collisions just now.

As long as he is careful and uses some of the hole cards he has in his hand, it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with Lei Ming.

Of course, the premise is that the Ten Thousand Year Tree Demon doesn't make trouble.

What he was more worried about was the last person on the side of the Ten Thousand Years Tree. This person must be stronger than Lei Minghui, but sometimes it will be the real fierce battle.

"Damn bastard, today, I will let you taste the pain I have suffered!" Feeling Mo Xian's contempt, Lei Ming roared, and suddenly took a step forward.

"boom!"

The entire mountain seemed to tremble at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Lei Ming grabbed the vine arm in the air, and there was an astonishing concentration of energy, instantly forming a huge handprint that was nearly a thousand feet long.

The handprint was suppressed, and it was enough to make Mo Xian's whole body churn.

Mo Xian's figure immediately retreated violently, and at the same time, dazzling stars rose behind him, nine in succession, forming a rather strange formation.

The nine stars were slowly rotating, and Mo Xian's aura instantly became terrifying, like a huge star surrounded by stars, full of destructive power.

Before, he couldn't bear the power of the nine-star power of the Nine-Star Town Demon Fist, but with the improvement of the Sky Silver Thunder Body, he was able to display it.

Among the nine stars, nine beams of light shot out and gathered on Mo Xian's fist, forming a not-so-big fist mark.

But the power contained in it distorts the space a bit.

Mo Xian punched straight out, without fancy or any momentum.

But it was such a simple punch, but it stopped the momentum of the thousand-foot-high handprint.

Immediately afterwards, cracks began to appear on the Mahamudra, and it fell apart in an instant.

"After paying such a high price, is your strength still so unbearable?" Mo Xian smiled sarcastically, and immediately there was a palpitating black fist mark whizzing out from above his fist, hitting Lei Ming.

"This is just the beginning!" Lei Ming turned cold, and raised his hand to block Mo Xian's blow.

But before he recovered his breath, he realized that Mo Xian was already far away from him, and Mo Xian's light smile also made him feel uneasy.

"Hehe, just right, I just finished warming up."

Before he finished speaking, there was suddenly a black flame lingering on one of Mo Xian's fingers, and within this blackness, there seemed to be a trace of ink.

(End of this chapter)