Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2880 Restraint
"How is this possible? Could it be that he can really see through my martial arts!" Lei Qianfan stared at Mo Xian with a cloudy expression on his face.

Mo Xian was also a little puzzled, seeing through one or two simple ones was enough, but later Lei Qianfan's martial arts became more and more advanced and complicated, and he was able to see through them at a glance and perform them easily.

It seems that the Sky Silver Thunder Body is much more powerful than he imagined.

But it's not without limitations, it seems that they can only see through the unique martial arts of the Lei Ling clan.

"Could it be that you have the blood of the Thunder Spirit Clan?" Lei Qianfan suddenly thought of a question. Among the martial arts he performed just now, there are some that require the blood of the Thunder Spirit Clan to practice.

If not, even if someone wants to teach, they will not be able to hand in.

"No!" Mo Xian shook his head, he was quite sure of this, if he had any special blood, he would have discovered it long ago.

"How is that possible!" Lei Qianfan's expression became more and more serious.

"Maybe it has something to do with a certain martial skill I practiced!" Mo Xian said, a flash of lightning flashed on his body, giving people an unshakable feeling, which was the sign that activated the silver lightning body in the sky.

"What kind of martial skill is this?" Lei Qianfan was startled, he was sure that this martial skill did not belong to the Lei Ling Clan, but it felt familiar.

"This is what Lei Sheng taught me. He created it himself. It's not the martial skill of your Thunder Spirit Clan." Mo Xian shrugged. The physique of the special martial arts of the Spirit Race.

"Damn it, why would he teach you!" Lei Qianfan said angrily, Lei Sheng is known as the most talented genius of the Lei Ling clan in the past thousand years, and he is also his predecessor.

And he is also a genius of the Thunder Spirit Clan, so why wouldn't Lei Sheng teach him such a powerful martial skill, but to teach an outsider.

"Maybe we are destined!" Mo Xian shrugged, because of Lei Sheng's relationship, he couldn't do anything to Lei Qianfan.

"Nonsense, even if he created it himself, it belongs to our Thunder Spirit Clan. You, an outsider, are not qualified to practice at all. Give me the cultivation method." Lei Qianfan shouted angrily, his face was extremely distorted, and he looked a little hideous.

Before he finished speaking, thunder surged above his fists, sending out powerful waves.

He is no longer ready to use martial arts, but wants to defeat Mo Xian with his own strength.

In his opinion, his own strength was already stronger than Mo Xian's. Even if he didn't use martial arts, he could defeat Mo Xian just by relying on the crushing of his realm.

However, soon, he knew he was wrong.

Mo Xian could suppress him to death just by relying on that mysterious body-training martial skill, but he didn't dare to use the martial skill, the situation was getting worse and worse.

Mo Xian didn't want to continue to entangle with Lei Qianfan anymore, the talents of the Phantom Spirit Clan were the most important.

He found an opportunity, and punched Lei Qianfan's chest with an extremely violent punch, faintly bringing out continuous dragon roars.

Amidst the loud noise, Lei Qianfan spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out backwards.

Although he quickly stabilized his figure, his whole body trembled immediately, and several mouthfuls of blood spewed out in succession, his complexion turned pale instantly.

"Trash!" the cold beauty from the Phantom Spirit Tribe whispered disdainfully, although the voice was not loud, it was just enough for Lei Qianfan to hear.

If it wasn't for the family relationship, she wouldn't be too lazy to get together with Lei Qianfan.

Lei Qianfan's complexion suddenly became quite ugly, looking at Mo Xian as if he was about to spew fire.

If it wasn't for Mo Xian, how could he have made such a big fuss.

But he couldn't help it, Mo Xian seemed to be his natural nemesis, so he couldn't show his strength at all.

"It seems that we still need to deal with you inferior people in person!" The tall and cold beauty sighed faintly, and the gorgeous scepter in her hand reappeared, shining brightly.

Mo Xian's face suddenly became serious. The illusion of the Phantom Spirit Clan is quite troublesome, and he has already experienced it.

"Don't worry, we don't need to use our noble illusions to deal with you!" Seemingly seeing through what Mo Xian was thinking, the tall and cold beauty said lightly, and the vitality in her body also began to circulate quickly.

Mo Xian checked, but the other party was like a cloud of fog, and he couldn't see through it at all.

"Don't be wishful thinking, just because you want to see through my strength!" The corner of the cold beauty's mouth raised a haughty arc, and she swung the scepter in her hand a few times, leaving traces.

These traces are connected with each other, forming a mysterious rune, which quickly shoots towards Mo Xian.

"What a terrible woman!"

Although the rune was not big and very quiet, the power contained in it was that Mo Xian's face changed slightly, and he immediately pushed the sky and thunder body to the extreme.

Lei Qianfan's complexion also changed slightly. When he first saw this aloof beauty, he vowed to get her, but now it seems that the degree of difficulty is much greater than he imagined.

The speed of the rune was very slow, but it came to Mo Xian in an instant, he let out a low shout, and punched it out quickly.

Almost the moment he touched the rune, Mo Xian's figure flew upside down, which even made him wonder if the opponent was already a strong man in the holy realm.

Mo Xian stabilized his figure, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face was extremely serious.

"Killing you will dirty my hands, hand over what I want!" The cold beauty approached Mo Xian, unlike ordinary flying, she seemed to be floating.

"Thousand Dragon Thunder Arm!" Mo Xian shouted, and quickly punched out, the terrifying power instantly collapsed the space.

The aloof beauty frowned impatiently, and casually pointed the scepter in front of her.

"Bang!" Mo Xian's fist hit a place only an inch away from the scepter, as if blocked by an invisible wall, unable to shake it at all.

It's not that he hasn't met opponents who are far stronger than him before, but he has never felt so powerless before.

At this time, a terrifying gust of wind suddenly hit from one side without warning, and hit the tall and cold beauty hard.

She trembled slightly, and then casually looked towards the direction of the attack, there was an extra person there at some point, it was Su Wu.

At this moment, Su Wu looked rather embarrassed, with ragged clothes and bloodstains all over his body.

"Senior Brother Su Wu!" Mo Xian was overjoyed that Su Wu was not dead yet.

The cold beauty didn't seem surprised that Su Wu was still alive, but just glanced at Su Wu casually without any expression.

The other members of the Phantom Spirit Clan immediately moved and surrounded Su Wu like a flash.

"Hmph, let me see what you guys do this time!" Lei Qianfan sneered, he was completely humiliated this time, but Mo Xian might not be much better.

(End of this chapter)