Martial arts become gods

Chapter 224
Qi Sheng touched his face, his hand was bloody.

His complexion suddenly became gloomy, thinking that his four-star great martial artist's strength was actually made popular by a one-star great martial artist.

If this gets out, he won't have to mess around.

"Damn it, I'm going to crush you into meat!" Qi Sheng yelled out of embarrassment, and with his hands flying, terrifying storms of energy swept out, covering almost all possible escape routes for Mo Xian .

Since you can't dodge, you can only resist.

Mo Xian grasped the palm of his hand, and the Remnant Dragon Sword appeared on his palm.

The Zhan Gang Sword Art was activated instantly, drawing a series of graceful arcs and colliding with those oncoming Yuan Force storms fiercely.

"Hey, it seems to be another good thing!" Seeing the Remnant Dragon Sword in Mo Xian's hand, Qi Sheng had a look of joy on his face again, as if the things on Mo Xian were already his.

"Bang bang..."

Lian Mian didn't feel the sound of the collision, but Mo Xian only felt the qi and blood in his whole body churn, and it became more and more difficult to resist.

The difference in strength between him and Qi Sheng was really too great, even if he tried his best, it seemed that he couldn't turn the situation around.

After resisting for a while, it became more and more difficult for Mo Xian to swing the Remnant Dragon Sword in his hand.

Suddenly, an attack pierced through his defense and hit his chest.

"Bang bang..."

It almost caused a chain reaction, with constant attacks falling on Mo Xian's body.

For a moment, his body was like a lone boat in a violent storm, swaying from the beating, and bloodstains appeared on his body.

"It's over!" Qi Sheng's eyes suddenly focused, and he pointed out in the air.

A little cold light condensed on his fingertips, and then spread out instantly, turning into a terrifying energy tornado several meters thick, sweeping towards Mo Xian.

Wherever it passed, a huge gully was directly created on the ground, and the violent power contained in it can be seen from this.

Seeing the energy tornado magnified in his pupils, a look of madness flashed in Mo Xian's eyes.

At this time, he has no way to avoid it, he can only fight hard, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

He blocked the Remnant Dragon Sword in front of him, and at the same time, countless vines spread out, firmly protecting his chest.

Xiao En's vines naturally couldn't have much effect, he just remembered the effect of slowing down the impact of the Remnant Dragon Sword.

When he finished all this, the energy tornado hit the Remnant Dragon Sword heavily.

"boom!"

Mo Xian only heard a loud noise, and then the surroundings were completely enveloped by violent energy.

The Remnant Dragon Sword was directly smashed into his chest by a huge force. Although it was cushioned by vines, a huge force still sent him flying, and the person spurted several mouthfuls of blood continuously in the air.

The terrifying power was still raging, and Mo Xian's body was directly smashed to the cliff.

"Boom!"

The hard cliff walls could not bear the impact and collapsed, pressing Mo Xian's figure inside.

"Oh, scum..." Looking at the place where Mo Xian was buried, Qi Sheng sneered, then flicked the dust off his clothes, and walked slowly towards Mo Xian.

"boom!"

However, he had just walked halfway, when the pile of rubble exploded with a loud bang. Among them, Mo Xian supported his body with the Remnant Dragon Sword, and stood up slowly.

At this moment, Mo Xian's whole body was covered in blood, his chest was already a bloody mess, and a few broken and pale ribs were faintly exposed, which was extremely shocking.

"He's not dead!" Qi Sheng was taken aback, his face full of shock.

"Hehe, don't you want this magic core?" Mo Xian smiled and took out the grinding core of the wind-winged golden-eyed tiger.

Because his face was covered with blood, his smile looked so ferocious that Qi Sheng couldn't help but shudder.

"Damn it, he's just a dying person." Qi Sheng suddenly came back to his senses, and immediately covered up the panic on his face, "Boy, it would have been better if it had been like this earlier, and it would save me some physical pain. "

"Hehe! You want it, but I don't want to give it to you!" Mo Xian made a strange noise, and suddenly swallowed the grinding core in his hand, and then smashed it to pieces.

Although it was a matter of life and death, sometimes, he just didn't want to back down.

The hard magic core almost shattered Mo Xian's teeth, and blood gushed out immediately, but Mo Xian swallowed the grinding core as if nothing had happened.

A violent, destructive energy suddenly swept through his body.

"Are you crazy, you dare to swallow the magic core alive!" A look of shock appeared on Qi Sheng's face.

As we all know, the energy in the magic core is very violent and must be gradually refined.

And swallowing it alive like Mo Xian is tantamount to courting death.

Sure enough, the berserk energy raged in Mo Xian's body, and his meridians and flesh were almost instantly stunned by the impact.

Cracks also appeared on his body, and blood gushed out of them, but in just a moment, he was dyed into a blood man.

At the same time that Qi Sheng was shocked, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the soles of his feet, as if he had been nailed by something.

With a muffled snort, he raised his foot quickly, only to find that there was a strange blood hole in his body, from which black blood flowed out.

At the same time, a deadly poison quickly spread to his body along his blood vessels.

When his face was scratched before, he felt a strange feeling, but he didn't care.

But at this moment, the poison pouring into his body clearly gave him a sense of crisis.

Normally, he would not have been attacked by surprise, but because of the shock just now, he was too careless.

However, it was too late to regret it. Seeing that Mo Xian's death was a foregone conclusion, he immediately sat down cross-legged, and the energy in his body began to circulate crazily, trying to force out the toxin.

After all, although he can temporarily suppress the poison, it may have some consequences, which is not what he wants.

At this time, Mo Xian's breath had become extremely unstable, and it seemed that he might die at any time.

The berserk energy in his body was still raging, like a wild horse running wild, even Xiao En couldn't absorb the tyrannical energy full of various auras.

If it weren't for the fact that Mo Xian's meridians were much broader than those of ordinary one-star martial artists, he would have died of violence long ago.

And after performing the blow just now, Xiao En also seemed very sluggish, unable to do anything at all.

"Damn it, I can't die here."

Mo Xian's consciousness was already very blurred. At this moment, he couldn't help thinking of Sun Zicong, Jiang Rou, Shen Wei, Yin Qiantong and all his friends who were still waiting for him to go back.

Faces flashed across his mind, and the picture finally settled on a handsome and unruly face.

That is Wang Yan!

Thinking of Wang Yan still complacent in the distant city of Taichu, the blood in his body couldn't help but boil.

He wants to trample Wang Yan under his feet with his own hands, so he must not die here.

A wave of will supported Mo Xian and walked slowly towards the water pool. The short distance of more than ten meters seemed to be an insurmountable gap for him.

He was almost dragging his own body, leaving a clear bloodstain on the ground, shocking.

Nine meters, eight meters, seven meters...

Three meters, two meters, one meter!
Mo Xian finally came to the edge of the pool, but he found that he was unable to move any more.

(End of this chapter)