Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2722 Unbearable
"Why, don't you even dare to face me now?" Qiao Ji sneered, but he was a little shocked in his heart. He couldn't break through the defensive mask left by Su Wu.

"Nonsense, do you have the ability to let me face you?" Mo Xian smiled.

"That's right, even though you don't know where you came from, you are always annoying." Han Ling'er said.

"You are very popular with women. Every time there are women by your side." Qiaoji said with a somewhat ugly expression.

"There are some things that you can't envy." Mo Xian shrugged and joked.

"Really!" Qiaoji's face darkened, and at the same time, he quickly stabbed the mask with a dagger.

"boom!"

Amidst the roar, although the mask did not break, a small white spot appeared where it touched the dagger.

At the same time, the stone sword inserted into the ground by Su Wu also shook violently.

Although Su Wu was entangled, he still noticed the change in Shi Jian.

He slammed his fist on the ground, and the powerful force immediately swept away, knocking back all the warriors around him.

Then, he quickly rushed to the place where Mo Xian and Han Ling'er were, and savagely knocked away those warriors who wanted to block him.

"It seems that this formation can't protect you at all!" Qiaoji sneered, and the dagger in his hand was about to fall.

"Go away!"

At this time, Su Wu had already come close, gave a light drink, and punched Qiao Ji with a fist.

Qiaoji immediately flew upside down, his body bowed like a shrimp, and his eyeballs almost protruded.

"You'd better not get their ideas, otherwise, I will kill you." Su Wu glanced at Qiao Ji, then moved his body and rushed towards the black-clothed warriors.

Only by solving these people can they escape smoothly.

"Damn it!" Qiao Ji wiped the corner of his mouth. Su Wu's punch just now was quite powerful. If he hadn't been not weak now, he might have been killed with one punch.

"It seems that even if I have no strength, you still have nothing to do with me." Mo Xian looked at Qiao Ji jokingly, and said.

"Hmph, that's not necessarily true!" Qiaoji sneered, and with a movement of his body, he stabbed several daggers on the defensive mask.

He didn't believe that Su Wu had time to worry about this place every time.

"Bang bang..."

Amidst several consecutive collision sounds, a few more white spots appeared on the defensive mask.

Qiaoji's dagger is obviously not ordinary, if it is used a few more times, the defensive mask will definitely be broken.

"Explosion!" Qiaoji retreated vigilantly, and then gave a light drink.

Immediately there were several terrifying explosions in the mist, and the terrifying force spread, causing Mo Xian and Han Ling'er's complexions to change slightly.

Just now, several warriors apparently blew themselves up, making them all a little worried about Su Wu.

The energy shock dispelled the fog temporarily, and Mo Xian and Han Ling'er also saw the situation on Su Wu's side clearly for a while, and their expressions changed slightly.

Not far from them, there is a dark patch, clearly tens of thousands of warriors.

And Su Wu was entangled by these martial artists at this time, and there was obviously a trace of injury on his body, which should have been left by the self-explosion just now.

Although he is quite strong, it is bound to be very difficult under such a siege and wheel battle.

"It seems that he can't last long!" Qiaoji joked, and at the same time quickly stepped forward, ready to continue attacking the defensive cover.

But almost at the same time, Su Wu suddenly broke through the shackles of many warriors, and once again punched Qiao Ji flying upside down, with blood even overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

After knocking Qiaoji away, Su Wu moved and returned to the place where he fought before, as if he had never appeared before.

"Damn it, where did this guy come from!" Qiao Ji looked at Su Wu angrily.

"He is the senior brother of our Northern Wilderness Hall!" Mo Xian laughed.

"Cut, your Northern Wilderness Palace has been destroyed, so there are no senior brothers." Qiaoji smiled disdainfully.

"You seem to know about our Beihuang Palace!" Han Ling'er asked back.

"Hehe, not only do I know, but I also know very clearly." Qiaoji said.

"Who did it?" Mo Xian asked.

"We seem to be enemies, why do I have to tell you so much?" Qiao Ji shrugged, glanced at Su Wu in the distance, and seeing that the other party didn't pay attention to this side, he quickly approached the defensive cover.

This time is a rare opportunity, he must solve Mo Xian here.

Under Qiaoji's attack again, the defensive shield became extremely unstable, and even Su Wu was implicated.

"Brother Su Wu, open the defensive cover!" Under Qiao Ji's repeated provocations, Mo Xian finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Mo Xian, you..." Han Ling'er was startled, Mo Xian was carrying a ghost from the sky, so he might not be Qiao Ji's opponent.

"I have a sense of proportion!" Mo Xian said.

Su Wu hesitated for a moment, then opened the protective cover, and at the same time put back the stone sword.

With a sword in his hand, his attack became more fierce, and the many warriors couldn't get into him at all.

"Haha, Mo Xian, are you finally willing to come out?" Qiao Ji laughed excitedly, the energy in his body was running crazily, creating a strong coercion.

"Eight-star Martial Lord?" Mo Xian said calmly.

"You have a good eye!" Qiao Ji said indifferently, he was finally able to take back the humiliation Mo Xian gave him during the Ten Thousand Domains War.

"I'm afraid that's not enough!" Mo Xian suddenly began to mobilize his energy. At first, it was just a tingling pain, but soon it became a pain that almost touched his soul, making his face distorted.

"Mo Xian!" Han Ling'er showed a worried look on her face, and she also had the ghost mark of Li Tian on her body, so she was very aware of the consequences of Mo Xian's forced circulation of Yuan Power.

Although he couldn't die for the time being, the pain alone was unbearable for ordinary people, and the more times he used his power, the more the pain would intensify, and finally the ghost from the sky broke out.

"Mo Xian, the shame of the past will be returned to you today!" Qiao Ji yelled, and shook his palm in the air, as if tearing the sky off.

A powerful force immediately swept towards Mo Xian, and the momentum was quite astonishing.

"It's nothing more than a trick!" Mo Xian sneered, and then punched him in the air.

"boom!"

When the two collided, they immediately vanished into nothingness, but Georgie took several steps back in a row.

"How is it possible, your strength!" Qiao Ji's complexion changed, and he found that Mo Xian was already an eight-star martial artist.

This kind of speed made him feel unbelievable. After all, his strength didn't depend entirely on cultivation.

"Do you feel now that I am a frog in a well, and do you think my strength will stagnate?" Mo Xian jokingly said.

"Hmph, so what, I'm afraid you can't use Yuanli as you like now!" Qiaoji sneered, he might not lose in a duel of the same level.

While speaking, Georgie attacked again.

But Mo Xian suddenly backed away, and at the same time a black shadow stood in front of him, it was Lei Lingtian Corpse.

The Lei Lingtian Corpse was injured earlier, but it has recovered just now.

He knew he couldn't use Yuanli, but he wouldn't be so stupid as to fight Qiao Ji desperately.

(End of this chapter)