Martial arts become gods

Chapter 243 Against Hu Yuanming

Mo Xian and Hu Yuanming broke apart immediately, and they retreated tens of meters away almost at the same time.

"You are only a three-star martial artist, how could you have such a huge power!"

From the collision just now, Hu Yuanming also saw Mo Xian's strength, but what shocked him was that Mo Xian's body was so strong, even compared to him, it was not much better.

"You are old, uncle!" Mo Xian smiled lightly.

"Cuckoo..."

Hearing Mo Xian's words, both Hu Meier and Xiaoduo couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing lightly.

But this occasion is obviously not suitable for being happy.

After realizing this, Hu Meier hurriedly stopped laughing, and gave Mo Xian a look, "This guy is still in the mood to joke, I really don't know if he is really stupid or not."

And Hu Yuanming's face was livid with anger. Even an ordinary person at his current age is in his prime, let alone a warrior.

"Hmph, what kind of lip service, little bastard, I will let you know right away, what is regret!"

Accompanied by a cold drink, the robes of Hu Yuanming's whole body swelled completely at this moment, and the surging Yuan force swept out like a tide.

Mo Xian suddenly felt that the pressure on his body increased sharply, and he quickly ran the Taiyan Tianji Art with all his strength, and this pressure was relieved a lot.

Although the two were separated by nearly a hundred meters, the smell of gunpowder between them was very strong. Their sharp eyes rubbed against each other like knives, and there seemed to be a faint "cracking" sound.

A fallen leaf was blown between the two by the breeze, and then slowly fell.

And the peace between the two was completely broken at this time, when the fallen leaf was shattered by the sharp breath, the two moved almost at the same time.

The speed of both of them is extremely fast, and the distance of [-] meters is rapidly shrinking.

While Hu Yuanming was advancing rapidly, his hands kept flying up and down, and suddenly a series of bursts of energy shot out, pointing directly at Mo Xian.

Almost every force contained the power to completely crush warriors below five-star great martial masters, it could be described as unparalleled overbearing.

Mo Xian didn't want to dodge Mian Rui's fierce attack. At this moment, his fists came out like a storm, tearing apart the oncoming attacks.

The distance of [-] meters was fleeting, and the two collided into one place in the middle in an instant.

The energy overflowing from their bodies rubbed against each other, bursting out bursts of dull sounds.

At this moment, the hard ground seemed to be paper, and it was smashed to pieces in an instant.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the two punched each other dozens of times. Even though Mo Xian was physically strong now, he was also shocked.

And Hu Yuanming is indeed amazing, he looks extremely calm and calm, with ease.

"go to hell!"

At a certain moment, Hu Yuanming discovered a flaw in Mo Xian, his eyes turned cold, and he punched Mo Xian fiercely at an extremely tricky angle, and bursts of sonic booms sounded immediately, demonstrating the dominance of this punch.

At this moment, the distance between the two is extremely close.

And this kind of angle, coupled with Mo Xian's old moves, seemed inevitable for him.

"Wind and thunder!"

Mo Xian shouted in his heart, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder in the air, and lightning arcs shot out from his feet.

Seeing that his fist was about to hit Mo Xian's chest, Hu Yuanming's face suddenly showed a gloomy expression.

But the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the expression on his face froze instantly.

Mo Xian, unexpectedly disappeared strangely before his eyes.

"not good!"

He was shocked at the same time, and immediately wanted to turn around, but it was too late, a heavy iron fist had already hit his back.

"boom!"

Amid the dull impact sound, Hu Yuanming's whole body rippled like water ripples, and then his body flew out at an extremely fast speed, and then smashed heavily on a boulder, smashing it to pieces.

After a successful blow, Mo Xian was not overly happy. He felt that his punch was like hitting an iron plate, and the counter-shock force made his whole body churn.

Sure enough, Hu Yuanming was not seriously injured, and stood up almost immediately.

He reluctantly raised his hand to touch his burning forehead, and the trace of blood on his hand immediately made his pupils shrink, and his complexion suddenly became ferocious at this time.

"Bastard, you actually hurt me."

It was hard for him to accept that he was injured by a three-star great martial artist who was a dignified five-star martial artist.He snarled, and suddenly raised his hand, and then the countless rubble around him flew up in the air, and shot at Mo Xian violently.

The speed of the gravel was extremely fast, and when it rubbed against the air violently, it roared repeatedly, and it turned red as if it was burning.

At the same time, with the help of the cover of these gravels, his figure turned into an afterimage and rushed out.

The gravel came to Mo Xian almost immediately, and the sharp energy pierced his whole body with pain.

He was just about to dodge, but Hu Yuanming's had already appeared by his side, his palm was flushed red, and there was thick blood-like energy gathering.

Blood Fiend Palm, an extremely vicious martial skill, can quickly destroy the vitality in the opponent's body, causing the opponent to fall into boundless pain, even if he does not die, he will be crippled.

A month ago, Mo Xian was almost killed by this martial skill.

Naturally, he would not let this kind of thing happen again, and directly used his body to withstand the attack of those gravels.

"Bang bang..."

Amidst the continuous impact sound, blood marks appeared on Mo Xian's body, and some broken stones were even directly embedded in his flesh and blood.

"Mo Xian!"

Seeing this, Hu Meier and Xiaoduo couldn't help exclaiming, but in this situation, even if they wanted to help, they had no choice.

However, Mo Xian didn't care about this, as if he didn't feel anything, one of his fists was slowly raised, and the dark energy lingered on it, and it instantly turned into a solid, mysterious mystery exuding bursts of violence imprint.

"court death!"

Seeing that Mo Xian dared to confront him, Hu Yuanming's eyes flashed fiercely, and the strength on his palm suddenly increased a bit.

Amidst bursts of sonic booms, the ominous spirit's death mark and the bloody palm collided heavily.

"Boom!"

Amidst the loud bang, the billowing Yuan force swept away like a tide.

It took several seconds for the terrifying energy storm to dissipate slowly, revealing the figures of Mo Xian and Hu Yuanming.

I saw Mo Xian supporting the ground with one palm, and there was an obvious gully on the ground, which was obviously scratched when he flew upside down.

On the other hand, Hu Yuanming is much better. Except for some dust and wrinkles on his body, he doesn't seem to be affected too much.

But even so, Hu Yuanming still finds it unbelievable, after all, he didn't hold anything back just now.

If it was an ordinary three-star martial artist, he might have died several times, but Mo Xian seemed to have only suffered a little injury.

(End of this chapter)