Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2955
"Damn it..." Qiaoji looked angry, but quickly stabilized, "You shouldn't be able to use the attack just now for a second time, right?"

"So what, don't you feel that your own strength is also limited now?" Mo Xian shrugged and said without hesitation.

Hearing this, Qiaoji's complexion changed, and after a careful inspection, he found that his Yuanli was indeed operating in a very obscure way.

At some point, some strange energy appeared in his body, which greatly interfered with the operation of Yuanli.

He wanted to clear these energies, but it was impossible in the short term.

"Wan Yaofeng, have you heard of it?" Mo Xian told Qiao Ji directly that Wan Yaofeng had absorbed the energy of Suo Shenfeng, and it already had the effect of sealing the veins.

Although it wasn't obvious, Qiao Ji got the idea before he knew it.

Wan Yaofeng is quite miraculous, it can absorb the strange power of other wind attributes, which Mo Xian only discovered recently.

"Mo Linghuo, Wan Yaofeng are all on you, you are lucky!" Qiaoji's face became more and more ugly.

No wonder he always thought Mo Xian's Yuanli was very strange. He didn't expect that besides Mo Linghuo, he also fused with Wan Yaofeng.

"I think so too!" Mo Xian shrugged, although the journey was dangerous, God still favored him, otherwise he would have died many times.

"Hmph, I don't have time to delay with you!" Qiaoji sneered, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Mo Xian also moved and disappeared.

"boom!"

What followed was a series of crashing sounds, but Mo Xian and Qiao Ji couldn't be seen clearly at all.

The speed of the two of them was really too fast, to the point where they could only hear their voices but not see their people.

Because of the limited strength, the two adopted the most primitive way of hand-to-hand combat, which can be described as punching to the flesh.

Although the realm is low, Mo Xian's physical strength is not weaker than Qiao Ji.

The two have had a long-standing grudge, and every blow is extremely fierce.

Not long after, the two of them were out of breath and covered in injuries.

"Hehe..." Mo Xian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sneered, and rushed out like a wild beast.

He has also experienced this kind of battle, and it depends on who can last long.

Mo Xian's fierceness obviously made Qiao Ji a little jealous, his face changed slightly, and he hesitated for a moment before going up to him.

It was this moment of hesitation that had already seen the gap between him and Mo Xian.

Qiao Ji's natural strength may be great, but Mo Xian has come out of the test of blood and fire step by step. This is a point that many warriors do not have, and it is also a critical point in many cases.

Gradually, the attacks of Mo Xian and Qiao Ji became weaker and weaker, and they were basically at the end of their strength.

"Mo Xian, you and I don't have the strength now, and if we continue, we will lose both!" Qiao Ji trembled, his words were a little slurred.

"Why, let's admit defeat, this is not like you!" Mo Xian was not much better, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth as he spoke.

"Ridiculous, you know very well that if we continue, we will all be left with unresolved hidden wounds." Qiaoji said angrily.

"Bah..." Mo Xian protruded a mouthful of blood, and said with a sneer, "Don't worry, as long as you die, you won't have such worries."

Before he finished speaking, he punched out again. Although it gave people a soft and weak feeling, it seemed to be invincible.

"Haha..." Qiaoji laughed crazily, tried to open his swollen eyes, and punched them out.

"boom!"

The fists of the two were smashed together, and then they spurted out a big mouthful of blood.

They obviously couldn't hold on anymore, they staggered and fell to the ground one after another.

"Do you want me to do it?" Xiao En couldn't help but said, after all, after spending so long with Mo Xian, it really hurts my heart.

"No, this is between me and him!" Mo Xian insisted.

Xiao En sighed and didn't say anything more.

"Do you know why I can always walk in front of you?" Qiaoji gasped and said, "That's because what I have mastered will never be yours."

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Ji stood up suddenly, already holding a pitch-black dagger in his hand, and stabbed Mo Xian's chest mercilessly.

Mo Xian was completely powerless at this moment, and seemed unable to resist Qiao Ji's attack at all.

However, he still moved his body abruptly.

"Pfft!" Amidst the sound of strength entering the body, the dagger pierced deeply into Mo Xian's chest, and blood gushed out immediately.

This blow also exhausted Qiao Ji's strength, he fell away and fell on Mo Xian, twisting the hand holding the dagger desperately, the pain can be imagined.

But Mo Xian didn't even blink his brows, "You know why I can persist until now, because I'm ruthless!"

Hearing this, Qiaoji's heart trembled, and a great fear suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a sharp pain in his throat.

It was Mo Xian who tried to raise his head and bit his throat.

"Crazy!" At this moment, Qiao Ji was really scared.

He could feel that his blood was flowing crazily, and his consciousness soon became blurred.

Mo Xian's consciousness was also blurred for a while, but he resisted it or he would pass out. He didn't let out a sigh of relief until Qiao Ji on his body stopped moving, and took a breath of cold air in pain.

But he knew that this kind of injury couldn't kill a strong man in the Holy Land. As long as there was a glimmer of life, even a remnant soul, Qiao Ji might be resurrected.

He didn't want to let the previous things repeat themselves, so he didn't know what would happen again.

He desperately squeezed the strength in his body, regardless of whether there would be any sequelae.

Gradually, his bloody hand lifted up and lightly patted Qiao Ji's sky cap.

"Ah!" Qiaoji screamed suddenly, and a phantom on his body twisted crazily, as if it was about to leave his body.

"This time, you can die in peace!" Mo Xian grinned, and desperately launched the blood sacrifice.

"Damn it, you can't kill me." Qiao Ji roared like a flashback. After having a resurrection experience, he already thought he was immortal.

Mo Xian ignored Qiao Ji's energy greedily.

Because she was too weak, this process lasted for more than ten minutes. During the whole process, Qiao Ji's screams did not stop, and finally turned into ashes.

Mo Xian felt much better and sat up slowly.

This time, Qiao Ji was completely wiped out, but he was still not sure if he really killed Qiao Ji.

But at least, it is absolutely impossible for Georgie to do anything in the short term.

After a long time, Mo Xian heaved a sigh of relief. After such a long time, a problem in his heart was finally eliminated.

(End of this chapter)