Martial arts become gods

Chapter 295

"Go in!" Mo Xian didn't say much, and directly proved his attitude with actions.

"En!" Yan Zhilie nodded, and immediately moved to follow.

As for the danger and so on, it is no longer within their consideration, after all, there are already people leading the way ahead.

Therefore, their speed was much faster than Yin Xuerong's.

Not long after, they found the body of the man who was sucked dry by Yin Xuerong.

"The people from Blood Raven Castle did it!" Yan Zhilie said with incomparable seniority.

"Oh!" Hearing this, Mo Xian was taken aback, and a look of sternness suddenly appeared on his face, it's really a narrow road to the enemy.

"go!"

Without too much nonsense, the two looked at each other and nodded, and shot forward.

It can be seen that the movements of the two are very mysterious, and they look at each other extremely.

There is also a faint sound of wind and thunder in the air, obviously using the wind and thunder.

And under their all-out pursuit, after about half an hour, they vaguely saw a group of people in front of them, and a group of people staggered further ahead, as if they might fall down at any time. the next person.

"It's them!" A chill appeared in Yan Zhilie's eyes, and his speed increased a bit in an instant.

Soon, Yin Xuerong noticed something, turned around suddenly, and met a pair of cold, murderous eyes.

He was stunned for a moment, then his expression turned cold, and he sarcastically said: "Master Yan Zhilie, you are just a waste that can convulse when you use your energy, looking at us with such murderous eyes, could it be that you want to use your eyes?" kill me?"

"Ha ha……"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in Blood Rook Castle burst into laughter.

"Huh, you're not dead?" Yin Xuerong's expression darkened when he noticed Mo Xian who was beside Yan Zhilie with a calm expression.

He cast the blood crow talisman himself, and now that Mo Xian is not dead, it has made him feel ashamed.

"You alone are not qualified to take my life!" Mo Xian said flatly, but there was a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth that widened and widened.

"Master Zhi Lie, great god!" Sensing the change behind him, the people from the Huoyan Temple who were exploring the way in front immediately turned their heads, and a look of joy appeared on their faces instantly.

"Noisy!" Yin Xuerong's face turned cold, and he clenched his palm in the air, and a stream of strong Qi and blood shot out from the body of a Huoyan Palace warrior.

"Haha, the savior you are looking forward to is here, watch carefully, I will completely shatter your expectations!" Yin Xuerong laughed wildly, and a faint blood mist emerged, covering his figure.

"Bastard!"

Seeing his own people being drained of blood, Yan Zhilie was so heartbroken that he was about to rush forward almost immediately.

"Let me come!" Mo Xian stopped Yan Zhilie, and then slowly took a step forward.

"Oh, I've never seen someone so anxious to find death." Yin Xuerong smiled, and then said to the people behind him, "Look at those trash, they can't die now!"

Before the words fell, the blood light on Yin Xuerong's body suddenly rose sharply.

"A six-star great martial artist is at the peak, but he is much better than Yan Zhijie!" In the depths of Mo Xian, two flames flashed and disappeared instantly.

"Master, be careful, this guy's martial arts are very strange!" Yan Zhilie said.

"En!" Mo Xian nodded, he had already tried Yin Xuerong's method once, and he didn't want to try it a second time.

The gap between the five-star great martial artist and the six-star great martial artist is not small, let alone the peak, but Mo Xian is still confident that he can defeat Yin Xuerong.

Although he can't use the Remnant Dragon Sword for the time being, he has more means now.

"Huh!" Yin Xuerong yelled violently, his figure turned into a bloody light, and disappeared in place suddenly.

At the same time, his hands flew up and down, and blood-colored spears tens of meters in size bombarded Mo Xian, making a strange screaming sound, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Hearing this weird sound, blood flowed from the ears of some weaker fighters immediately, and their eyes became lax in an instant.

Obviously, these blood-colored spears also contain a power that can shock the minds of warriors.

"drink!"

Mo Xian yelled loudly, suppressing the howling ghosts and howling wolves, and then he slammed his palms on the ground, his figure was like a shooting star, and he shot out with mysterious steps.

Soon, Mo Xian came into contact with the bloody spear, and his fists struck out alternately.

"Boom!"

Amidst the bursts of huge collisions, those bloody spears were blasted away by Mo Xian continuously.

"This kid, his body is so tyrannical!" Yin Xuerong's expression turned serious. As early as when Mo Xian was fighting the bone beast, he had seen that Mo Xian was no more than a four-star great martial artist.

But judging from the current situation, Mo Xian's strength seems to be far more than that.

"Could it be that the guy has an adventure?"

Thinking of this possibility, Yin Xuerong's face turned cold, he has been here for so long and has not gained much, how can he let others get ahead of him.

Extremely annoyed, he held a blood-colored long spear in his hand, and billows of energy poured into it crazily.

The bloody spear suddenly exploded, becoming nearly a hundred meters in size.

Holding a bloody spear, Yin Xuerong stabbed at Mo Xian.

Amidst the ear-piercing sonic boom, a gust of wind rattled Mo Xian's clothes, as if trying to smash them into pieces.

With a wave of Mo Xian's arm, after shattering several smaller blood-colored spears beside him, he stepped forward suddenly, twisted his waist, and all the strength of his body was concentrated on his right arm at this time.

"boom!"

As Mo Xian swung his fist, the air was blasted away, and then his punch hit the top of the bloody spear that was [-] meters in size.

"Crack!"

On the bloody spear, a crack appeared quietly, and then spread open in an instant, filling the entire gun body in an instant.

After that, the blood-colored spear turned into a blood shadow and disappeared without a trace.

Feeling that his arm was slightly numb from the shock, Yin Xuerong's face suddenly became more dignified, "Five-star martial artist, hehe, I can't imagine that a waste like you would actually have an adventure in this ghost palace, old man Heaven really likes to joke sometimes!"

"That's right, it sounds like you're a little jealous!" Mo Xian said calmly, suppressing the churning blood in his body.

"Haha, it's ridiculous, would I be jealous of you, a waste who can barely fight me because of adventures, since I was able to beat you to almost death before, now... I can do the same!" Yin Xuerong laughed, although he said that he was a little Surprised and Mo Xian's rapid improvement in strength, but that's all.

No matter what, Mo Xian was always almost two levels lower than that.He is now, but he is about to step into the ranks of the Seven Star Great Martial Master.

(End of this chapter)