Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1753 The Tough Rival

The battle between the two Mo Xian continued to escalate, and soon entered a fierce stage.

Their attacks are very similar, and often a slight movement can guess the opponent's next move.

Fighting against such an opponent really gave Mo Xian a headache, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Moreover, because the counterfeit product absorbed the energy in the void, its origin power was very strange, which made Mo Xian feel like he couldn't use his strength.

"I've said it earlier, you can't beat me here." Fake Mo Xian looked at Mo Xian provocatively, with a calm look on his face.

"Really, how about trying this trick!" Mo Xian's face turned cold, and Ling Kong suddenly nodded.

Abnormally powerful fluctuations gushed out immediately, like the roar of a black dragon, making the space rippling like water waves.

"I can do this trick, Qianji Finger!" Mo Xian smiled lightly, and immediately pointed out.

"boom!"

Two equally terrifying fingerprints collided ferociously, and immediately a shock wave spread like a tide.

A moment later, one fingerprint actually pressed the other fingerprint back, and it was Mo Xian's attack.

"Impossible!" Fake Mo Xian's complexion suddenly changed. He obviously used the same attack as Mo Xian, but was actually suppressed by Mo Xian, which is very unreasonable.

"Really!" The corner of Mo Xian's mouth raised slightly. The reason why his finger was strong was because he used the broken vein.

He doesn't know if the counterfeit product has meridians, but even if it does, it is very likely that it will not be able to replicate this unreasonable feature.

Moreover, after being copied, he got the reverse martial pattern.

This is what the impostor cannot have, that is, his opportunity.

There are also certain aspects such as spiritual consciousness, which may not be copied.

In other words, the counterfeit should have only copied some things on the surface of Mo Xian, but the deeper ones could not be copied.

But this does not mean that he can easily defeat the fake, after all, the latter also has its own unique means.

He can only use his own advantages to find a way to solve the opponent.

After thinking about this, Mo Xian immediately felt much more comfortable. A counterfeit is always a counterfeit.

"It seems that you still have a little secret, but it's not important." Fake Mo Xian didn't care too much, suddenly there were some bumps on his body, and he moved like a living thing.

Thinking of the black beetle running around in the same body as his own, Mo Xian felt a chill, wishing to tear him apart.

"Let's see how my methods are!" Fake Mo Xian smiled lightly, and a huge black beetle phantom suddenly appeared behind him.

This black beetle has extremely sharp tongs, eight groups of compound eyes on its back, and a grimace-like pattern, which looks extremely ferocious.

Seeing the huge black beetle, Mo Xian immediately felt extremely disgusted. Just as he was about to make a move, the black beetle suddenly spewed out a thick dark green smoke.

The thick smoke spread rapidly towards the surroundings, covering a large space like a curtain.

Mo Xian immediately felt that his movements became much slower, and every move was much more difficult than usual, as if he had fallen into a quagmire.

This dark green smoke is not an attack, it should be a method similar to an enchantment, which can greatly limit the opponent's attack.

Bibi frowned slightly. The green mist was not poisonous or offensive, but it made her feel very uncomfortable, not to mention Mo Xian who was the first to be among them.

In the mist, the fake Mo Xian suddenly turned around, and his figure immediately disappeared in place, leaving countless clear afterimages.

Moments later, black shadows all over the sky shot out from his body, densely packed like raindrops.

Mo Xian recognized at a glance that those things were the beetles that devoured his energy before and then created counterfeit ones.

He didn't want that imposter to continue stealing his abilities, so he immediately retreated violently, and at the same time, black flames burst out from his palm.

This is pure Mo Linghuo, which does not contain any elemental power.

He didn't believe that those beetles could even absorb this.

Sure enough, wherever the ink spirit fire passed, those black beetles were burned into black smoke almost instantly.

"It's really Mo Linghuo!" The fake Mo Xian was taken aback. Although he had stolen some of Mo Xian's memories, there were still many things he didn't know.

But even if he knew about Mo Linghuo, he might not be able to copy it.

Mo Linghuo was like a tsunami, instantly enveloping Mo Xian.

"Sky silver thunder body!" Fake Mo Xian shouted, and several thunder dragons emerged from his body, one more than Mo Xian, reaching seven.

Seeing this, Mo Xian lost his temper and rushed out immediately.

As soon as Mo Xian rushed out of the flames of the ink spirit, he was pointed at by an oncoming person.

On this finger, there is a little red light, although it is inconspicuous, but it exudes a kind of palpitating fluctuation.

"puff!"

Where the fake Mo Xian was hit, no blood spewed out, but countless black beetles spewed out.

The beetles were apparently dead and did not move after landing.

After a few living beetles crawled on the fake Mo Xian's wound for a while, the wound disappeared together with the beetles.

"Hmph, you think you can defeat me, these beetles can split infinitely, even the most serious injury, I can recover in an instant." Mo Xian mocked.

As if Mo Xian didn't hear, he continued to point out several times.

The fake Mo Xian was also unambiguous, and he stabbed a few quickly, and there was a red light on his fingertips.

This red glow is the Shura blood beads that Mo Xian cultivated with blood refining Shura, unexpectedly that counterfeit can use it.

"Dong dong..."

The two fingers collided fiercely like sharp swords, and the shock wave that swept away made Bibi tremble with fear for a moment.

The battle between Mo Xian and Fake Mo Xian continued to escalate, but due to the presence of the faint green mist, his movements became more and more difficult, and each time he had to consume more power to achieve the previous effect.

This is not a good thing for him.

"Why, can't you hold on anymore?" Fake Mo Xian said arrogantly.

"Stop talking nonsense, fakes are just fakes after all!" Mo Xian sneered, his body shook, and the green mist was temporarily shaken away a lot.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his palm and grabbed it.

In the endless void, traces of strange energy immediately gathered towards Mo Xian and merged into his body.

At this time, Mo Xian was using the return of all things. Originally, he was just trying, but he didn't expect that he could really use the power in the void.

But this kind of power is fundamentally different from the various powers he has come into contact with before, which makes him feel extremely uncomfortable all over his body, as if he is about to be exploded.

"Will everything return to its original state, I will too!" Fake Mo Xian glanced at Mo Xian, then raised his palm, and suddenly grabbed it.

It was much easier for him to absorb the energy in the void than Mo Xian, so a black vortex obviously formed in his palm, swallowing up the endless energy like a black hole.

(End of this chapter)