Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2065
Mo Xian endured the pain that seemed to go straight to the depths of his soul, and his powerful spiritual consciousness also spread at this time.

However, it was impossible to find out the location of the person who sneaked up on him just now, as if that person fled away immediately after sneaking up on him.

But he had a feeling that that powerful blacksmith was watching him from somewhere around, which made him feel threatened.

A drop of cold sweat slowly rolled down Mo Xian's forehead, this was the first time he was so nervous.

No matter how dangerous the situation was before, he had never been so nervous like this time.

"Where is it?"

Mo Xian's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.

But no matter what, he couldn't see any clues.

"Captain, what's going on?"

Everyone saw Mo Xian's nervousness, and asked quite uneasy.

Mo Xian shook his head, and at the same time, a sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart, and he tilted his head almost subconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, the ground not far behind him suddenly made a slight sound, kicking up a cloud of dust.

There was not much movement, and it was directly covered by other momentum, so it didn't attract any attention from others.

However, Mo Xian knew very well that just now it was a kind of divine sense martial skill, which seemed to have no momentum, but if it was hit, it might not be easy.

In the two consecutive sneak attacks, Mo Xian couldn't accurately determine the opponent's location.

Under such circumstances, he couldn't attack with confidence at all.

But his opponents would not give up this opportunity. In their view, Mo Xian's strength was greatly reduced because he was too nervous.

Immediately, three warriors attacked Mo Xian at the same time.

"Mo Xian, why are you in a daze!"

Dong Qi shouted, although he was impatient, he couldn't get away at all, and so did the others.

Only then did Mo Xian regain his composure, but it was already too late.

The attacks of the three warriors were very powerful and tricky. Although he resisted two of them, he was still hit on his chest by the last one.

Under the pain, Mo Xian's face turned cold, and the second dragon's thunder arm immediately unleashed, and punched the warrior who hit him just now.

The warrior was originally excited because he hit Mo Xian, but Mo Xian's brows were so fierce that his expression froze immediately.

"Attack together, I don't believe that he is really an iron man." However, he was unflappable in the face of danger, and after a stern shout, he attacked Mo Xian again.

The other two were naturally unambiguous, and attacked at the same time.

The attack of the three people was in one piece, and the momentum was very strong. I am afraid that even the eight-star Martial Emperor would have to back away.

But Mo Xian didn't have the slightest fear, the two thunder dragons on his arms suddenly lit up.

Immediately afterwards, his fist was completely smashed out.

"boom!"

Amid the terrifying sound of the sonic boom, the expressions of the three warriors all changed, and the combined attack was smashed to pieces within half a second. The figures of the three also flew upside down at the same time, directly turning into three Dao Baiguang.

Mo Xian himself was extremely annoyed because he couldn't find the blacksmith in the dark. These three fighters were like bumping into the muzzle of the gun by themselves.

His move was not simple, and it naturally aroused a lot of praise.

"I want to see how long you can hold it!" Mo Xian snorted coldly, since he couldn't find it, he simply stopped looking, and he didn't believe that the other party wouldn't show the slightest trick.

Immediately, he changed his strategy, immediately mobilized the fish and dragons to change, and directly turned into a flash of light and shuttled quickly among the crowd, bringing out afterimages one after another.

Coupled with the cooperation of the teleportation, his whereabouts cannot be captured at all.

"It's so fast!"

In the eyes of everyone, Mo Xian's figure was flickering and erratic, like a ghost, and he couldn't catch it at all.

And this was the effect Mo Xian wanted, he also deliberately shuttled through the crowd of Leimeng, not giving the blacksmith who was hiding in the dark any chance.

With the cover of Lei Meng's people, Mo Xian really didn't notice the mysterious attack of consciousness.

But he attacks unscrupulously, he often becomes a martial artist with one punch, and occasionally he can collect some divine refining points.

"It's impossible to go on like this!" Lei Yuan's expression became more and more gloomy. Although there are a lot of people in Leimeng, it's not a solution to consume them like this.

Not only will Leimeng's momentum be greatly reduced, but it will also make people laugh.

However, because Xiaoyan Leijie was captured, he suffered a strong backlash, and he couldn't make a move at all right now.

The same goes for Qi Chen, who was basically abolished by Mo Xian.

This will undoubtedly create an illusion for everyone, that the huge Leimeng League is actually an empty shell, and there are no strong people in charge at all.

"What the hell is that kid Huang Xiu doing? Why didn't he make a move?" Lei Yuan said impatiently, the Huang Xiu he was talking about was the number two member of Leimeng.

But the number two is actually more important than his boss, because Huang Xiu himself is a very powerful blacksmith.

In addition to Huang Xiu's extremely high talent in cultivation, his spiritual consciousness is also exceptionally strong, and he can use it to display some quite brilliant martial arts, which is hard to guard against.

Seeing that Huang Xiu hadn't moved, Lei Yuan made a gesture in a certain direction calmly.

"Hehe, these ordinary fighters just can't hold their breath, no wonder they can't become noble blacksmiths." Huang Xiu, who was hidden in the crowd, noticed Lei Yuan's gesture and shook his head slightly contemptuously.

In his opinion, forging requires a meticulous mind and great perseverance, and impatience can't make a big deal.

As for Mo Xian, he was also quite interested. This was the first existence that could be called an opponent that he met along the way.

"You really don't understand, how is a noble blacksmith suitable for fighting with others in such a showy manner? You are simply embarrassing us blacksmiths." Huang Xiu's complexion suddenly became slightly distorted. Turning his face is like turning over a book. Still fast.

While muttering to himself, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and the veins on his forehead visibly moved.

Then an unusually strange wave swept out from the depths of his mind, and attacked Mo Xian without attracting anyone's attention.

And Mo Xian, who was entangled with others, didn't seem to sense it, but his figure was erratic, and he avoided Huang Xiu's attack this time invisibly.

However, a certain martial artist in front of him was in a terrible situation. He was directly hit by the impact of spiritual consciousness, and his body stopped immediately.

"what!"

A moment later, he let out a shrill scream, rolled on the ground in pain while holding his head, the veins on his forehead seemed to burst.

Mo Xian's spiritual consciousness is so strong that he is extremely painful after being hit, let alone those ordinary warriors.

"Hehe, so this is your plan. You want me to be a mouse-hunting weapon, but it's a pity..." Huang Xiu smiled, and another martial skill of divine sense swept out, "I don't worry about accidental injury at all. These ordinary warriors are born with Serving our blacksmiths."

(End of this chapter)