Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2360 Makes you more uncomfortable
"It's ridiculous, do you think that a little trick can save you from your complete defeat?"

Yan Kuan, who had just been eroded by Kuchan Yuanli, obviously didn't care very much. He thought he could suppress Kuchan Yuanli with his own strength.

"I don't know if it can be redeemed, but at least it can make you feel uncomfortable." Mo Xian smiled, his words immediately resonated with Linzhou Xu Meng and Han Ling'er, and the expression after successful revenge appeared on their faces. smile.

While this may be a minor issue, at least they're not doing nothing.

Without personal experience, they will naturally not understand the horror of Ku Chan's power, and it is even more impossible for Yan Kuan to understand it.

But Mo Xian knew very well that with Yan Kuan's strength, if he wanted to suppress Ku Chan's power, he couldn't fight.

And to clear up the dry power, he would need at least a month without the help of the experts from the Northern Wilderness Hall.

"Then let me tell you now, I don't even feel uncomfortable!" Yan Kuan laughed maniacally, and at the same time began to mobilize Yuanli to suppress the Kuzen energy that was rapidly eroding him.

"Really?" Mo Xian sneered, if there is no reverence for the unknown, it will kill people.

"puff……"

Before Mo Xian's voice fell, Yan Kuan spurted out a mouthful of lifeless blood, and his complexion instantly became ugly.

He found that the moment his original huge energy came into contact with that weird energy, it became lifeless, like a pool of stagnant water.

This made him have to use more yuan power to suppress, almost forming an endless loop.

He wanted to say something, but he had no chance, so he could only sit down cross-legged immediately, fighting with all his strength against the weird energies that were constantly eroding him.

"Damn it, what did you do to him?" Yan Kuan asked sharply.

"I didn't do anything, I just made him feel uncomfortable." Mo Xian shrugged. If he handled it in time, Yan Kuan wouldn't have any problems.

"Hmph, it's a felony to kill fellow disciples by any means for the sake of the mission."

Sensing that Yan Kuan's aura was getting weaker and weaker, several people on his side shouted sharply at the same time.

They purposely added a massacre fellow sect behind Unscrupulous, just to show the difference between them and Mo Xian.

"You didn't know that I killed him. If you send a few people to escort him back now, it shouldn't be a big problem. Of course, if you don't want to, then you killed him." Mo Xian shrugged ,road.

If they choose to take Yan Kuan back now, then Mo Xian and the others will have a chance to chase after the person who left with the jade bottle just now.

Although they can also stop it, their combat effectiveness has also been weakened a lot.

"High!" Hearing this, both Lin Zhou and Xu Meng gave Mo Xian a thumbs up.

Just the fact that this trick is to turn against customers is enough to show that Mo Xian is much smarter than them, and they even wonder if Mo Xian deliberately kept his hand, although this is a bit absurd.

Of course, there is another point that only Mo Xian knows, the energy of Kuzen is non-renewable, and he is reluctant to waste it.

"I said earlier, don't get complacent too early." Han Ling'er said happily.

For a while, the people on Yan Kuan's side didn't know what to do.

"Don't worry about me, I can last for a while, you all go out and seriously injure them immediately. Be careful, don't be hit directly by Mo Xian's fingers." At this time, Yan Kuan suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were deep. There was no luster, a dead gray.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Mo Xian, it seems that your thinking is still a bit miscalculated." Hearing this, everyone on Yan Kuan's side laughed sarcastically.

Then they moved at the same time, and suddenly began to urge Yuanli with all their strength, and even the three who were looking at Han Ling'er were divided into one to deal with the three of Mo Xian.

In this way, Mo Xian still had to face enemies several times his own.

Moreover, the opponent still has two masters of the eight-star Wuzong realm, and the situation is still not optimistic.

"It seems that you want to suffer a little more." Mo Xian sneered, although Yan Kuan's endurance was somewhat beyond his expectation, but he still seemed calm.

"Hehe, I think you just don't cry when you don't see the coffin!" The people on Yan Kuan's side laughed loudly. In their opinion, what Mo Xian said was basically a joke.

Almost at the same time, Mo Xian suddenly started to back away.

"Why, do you want to run away now!" Seeing this, the voice of disdain became even worse.

"Brother Linzhou, I need some time." Mo Xian said.

"How long?" Lin Zhou asked in a daze.

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be too long!" Mo Xian said.

"Then you'd better hurry up!" Lin Zhou nodded, and stood in front of Mo Xian as soon as he moved.

Although he didn't know what Mo Xian was going to do, he still chose to believe in Mo Xian.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

An eight-star Martial Ancestor led a few weaker warriors to attack Linzhou immediately. They also didn't know what Mo Xian was going to do, but they felt a little uneasy deep in their hearts.

The rest of them continued to attack Xu Meng.

"drink……"

Lin Zhou yelled and rushed out. With his strength, he would have no problem dealing with an eight-star Martial Ancestor, but if he added a few Seven-Star Martial Ancestors and below, it would be somewhat difficult.

But Mo Xian needed time, so he had to give him time.

At this moment, Mo Xian became quiet, his eyes were calm, as if he had entered his own world, and everything outside had nothing to do with him.

In the depths of his dark eyes, countless thunderbolts roared, as if a world completely belonged to thunder.

Lei is the master among them, full of the power to destroy violence.

Mo Xian flipped his hands and fingers, and he could see small electric arcs being driven into the surroundings by him, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

But it didn't really disappear, it seemed to be hidden in the air, forming a mysterious existence.

Mo Xian's fingers flew faster and faster, and more and more small electric arcs were driven into the air by him.

At this time, he is like a painter, constructing a world of his own with both hands.

It's just that he didn't use a paintbrush, but the power of thunder.

"What is that kid doing?" The two Northern Wilderness Hall disciples who were looking at Han Ling'er looked at Mo Xian with some confusion, looking relaxed.

In their view, no matter what Mo Xian did, it was impossible to reverse the current situation.

"Hmph, you're going to be in bad luck. He said he's going to make you feel worse." Han Ling'er said happily. Of course, she didn't know what Mo Xian was doing.

But she can be sure that what follows will definitely be a performance by Mo Xian himself, which is a tyrannical force that they have never seen from Mo Xian before, or have no chance to see.

Soon, a few minutes passed.

The world drawn by Mo Xian with the thunder seems to have taken shape, and everyone can feel a kind of power that paralyzes their whole bodies hidden in all directions.

Although this power has not yet been revealed, it makes everyone uneasy.

(End of this chapter)