Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2205 The Collision Between The Body And The Yuan Force
"Boom..."

Lian Mian didn't feel that amidst the roar, Zhang Lei's blade storm was actually shattered by Mo Xian.

Seeing the mountain-like energy fist blowing towards him, Zhang Lei's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately retreated violently.

Mo Xian's fighting style was too brutal, and he didn't deliberately save his energy. He had never seen such a waste of energy.

"Hmph, you idiot, when the time comes, your energy will be exhausted, let's see how you fight."

Of course Mo Xian knew about this problem, but he didn't care about Yuanli at all.

Taiyan Tianji Jue itself is very clever, and his strength is almost invincible at the same level.

More importantly, in the lightning imprint space in his body, there are now six phantom bodies with the same multi-force as him, and he can draw the power from them at any time.

And after the adjustment, the phantom body's vitality recovered very quickly, much faster than his own.

In a sense, his primordial power is almost endless.

Seeing that Zhang Lei dodged his own attack, Mo Xian threw out his Nine Star Town Demon Fist again.

Zhang Lei was so annoyed that he no longer chose to dodge, but went up to him, smashing the fist mark with his palm.

During the battle, the figures of the two came into the air, and their speed was increased to the extreme, completely turning into two streamers.

Fortunately, the scope of the arena is large enough to allow them to use whatever they want.

And if it weren't for the strength of everyone sitting here, I'm afraid there would be no clues at all.

The battle quickly entered a very stalemate state, which surprised everyone.

One-star Martial Sect vs. Nine-Star Martial Emperor, this is a battle without any suspense, but now this situation has unexpectedly appeared.

Hearing the suppressed voices of discussion around him, Zhang Lei's face turned red, which was different from the arrogance he showed at the beginning.

"Hmph, it seems that if you don't play the real game, you won't be able to win." Above the sky, Zhang Lei suddenly shouted violently.

At this time, his voice was like the sound of a sword, which was quite ear-piercing.

Immediately afterwards, he shook his palm in the air, as if to shatter the space.

Inexplicably, a mottled sword hilt appeared in his hand, as if it came from another dimension.

Then he slowly grabbed a mottled giant sword out of the void, which seemed to be extremely laborious, even his arms trembled slightly.

"This is Senior Brother Zhang Lei's Void Spirit Ancient Sword Art..."

Seeing the mottled ancient sword gradually pulled out by Zhang Lei, the disciples of Lingtian Pavilion suddenly let out a burst of exclamation.

This is a very brilliant martial skill in Lingtian Pavilion, and the disciple who can learn it is Fengmao Lingjiao.

And even if you learn it, it is likely to be half a bucket of water.

But Zhang Lei is different, he is very talented, and he has integrated this ancient Void Spirit Sword Art a long time ago.

Seeing that Zhang Lei had displayed such a martial skill, the people in Beihuang Hall became visibly nervous.

Mo Xian, can you even take this blow?

And Mo Xian's face was also slightly condensed, but although the martial skill Zhang Lei used was infinitely close to Yuan martial arts, it was actually a quasi-yuan martial skill, which was nothing to him.

Instead, he wanted to try to see how strong his flesh and blood had become.

Thinking like this, he actually put away the vitality in his body, and a touch of madness flickered in his pitch-black eyes.

"What's going on, to take back Yuanli in this situation." Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

The flesh and blood of a warrior is certainly strong, but how could Mo Xian use his flesh and blood to resist the attack of a one-star Wuzong, unless Mo Xian was crazy.

"This guy, is he crazy!" Even the people in Beihuang Hall couldn't help frowning.

"Perhaps, he's not crazy." Yan Bin looked at Mo Xian lightly, he could see the terrifying power contained in Mo Xian's flesh and blood.

This is obviously a very clever body training martial skill, even the strength of the physical body may not be underestimated.

"Damn it, how dare you look down on me!" Facing Mo Xian's insulting behavior, Zhang Lei was naturally furious, and after a loud shout, he chopped off the mottled ancient sword in his hand.

"Shh!"

Amidst the terrifying sonic boom, a gigantic sword shadow of a thousand feet slashed at Mo Xian. Wherever it passed, black cracks appeared in the space, as if they could not bear it and were about to split open.

Mo Xian raised his head and looked at the huge sword glow. While narrowing his eyes slightly, his figure suddenly tensed up, and then rushed out, punching the sword glow directly.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and Mo Xian's body retreated violently, and Zhang Lei was obviously shocked back, and the huge sword light was also shaken back.

"hiss……"

Seeing that Mo Xian was just being shaken back, there was a sudden gasp from the surroundings.

It was almost a miracle that he used his physical strength to forcibly overwhelm the attack of a one-star Martial Ancestor, but Mo Xian did it.

"This kid's physical body is actually stronger than a one-star Martial Ancestor?"

Ling Zhi's pupils also shrank slightly, of course he knew the power of this Void Spirit Ancient Sword Art, even if he was also a one-star Wuzong, if he came like that just now, he might be useless on the spot.

Zhang Lei was also astonished. From the blow just now, he could easily see that Mo Xian's physical body had reached a quite powerful level.

If he simply competed with his physical strength, he would either be killed or injured by the shock.

"Hmph, your physical body is not bad. It seems that you have cultivated a kind of body training martial art." Zhang Lei said lightly, with a hint of jealousy between his brows.

If he can also cultivate such a body-refining martial art, the improvement in strength will definitely be huge.

"You have a good eye!" Mo Xian shrugged, and punched Zhang Lei again.

"Hmph, no matter how strong your physical body is, your origin power is far inferior to mine."

Zhang Lei's complexion changed, and the Ancient Void Spirit Sword in his hand instantly expanded countless times, and instantly turned into a huge sword that was nearly a thousand feet long.

Between wavings, a piece of space was stirred up like water waves rippling endlessly.

Then he stabbed out, and the huge sword tore through the air like thunder.

In front of this sword, Mo Xian was as insignificant as an ant, but he went up to it without hesitation and punched it out.

"boom!"

The air was instantly crushed, and the clothes on Mo Xian's arm were also smashed, revealing a well-proportioned arm.

He didn't have any exaggerated muscles, but no one dared to doubt the power of this punch.

Of course, Zhang Lei's sword is naturally more powerful than chopping.

At the next moment of defeat, the fist and sword collided violently.

"boom!"

A circle of space ripples spread from the point of contact, distorting everything.

But Mo Xian only held on for a moment, and his figure flew out directly, hitting the ground with all kinds of things.

His back was smashed into the ring and kept retreating, sparks shot out, and he was about to rush out of the ring.

He quickly slapped his palm on the ground, and after rubbing violently for a distance, he stopped at the edge of the ring.

"Sure enough!" Seeing this, everyone in the Northern Wilderness Hall shook their heads helplessly. Fighting against Yuanli with their bodies is inferior in itself, and it is even more impossible in such a battle.

"Tch, I thought he had great abilities, but he's just a bravado." Seeing this, Ling Tiange's kind of disciple also had a smack of contempt on his face.

(End of this chapter)