Martial arts become gods

Chapter 3161 The Last Straw

"Go as soon as I tell you!" Shen Jing shouted.

"Okay!" Xiao Wu nodded, then moved his body and galloped towards Mo Xian.

As soon as Xiao Wu left, the auxiliary martial arts she used had no effect, and the people in the Hall of Taihuang immediately felt the pressure surge.

Everyone was still calm, they had already predicted the result, but even so, they didn't want to be oppressed by the Wind Spirit Clan casually.

Xiao Wu quickly came to Mo Xian's side, carefully resisting the scattered violent energy.

"You are not allowed to bully Brother Mo Xian!" She shouted coquettishly, and quickly waved the umbrella in her hand, immediately several brilliant rays of light fell on Mo Xian.

Immediately after that, Mo Xian felt more refreshed, and the pain on his body also eased a little.

"Useless move!" Feng Qingxuan sneered, he didn't care about the addition of an auxiliary warrior.

Violent energy burst out from his body one after another, continuously bombarding Mo Xian.

Mo Xian could resist it with Shura's blood body, but his energy was consumed very quickly. Even the energy of his phantom body might not be able to last for too long, and his physical body might not be able to withstand such a high-intensity impact. .

Xiao Wu's appearance only eased it a little bit, and it couldn't change the current situation.

As time went by, Mo Xian's situation went from bad to worse, and soon Shen Jing and the others lost their combat effectiveness.

Seeing this, Mo Xian gritted his teeth, let out a roar, and desperately began to draw the energy contained in all the phantom bodies in the imprint of the sky.

The energy contained in each phantom body is similar to his own. If the energy of multiple phantom bodies is drawn at the same time, it will undoubtedly exceed the limit he can bear.

But he couldn't care so much now, the turbulent energy poured into his meridians like a tsunami, instantly expanding his meridians, and there were already signs of cracks.

However, he still felt that this was not enough, so he gritted his teeth and mobilized the energy in a phantom body again.

"puff!"

Just at the very beginning, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and blood oozed from the pores all over his body.

"Boy, what are you doing?" Feng Qingxuan frowned slightly. At this moment, Mo Xian had absorbed a huge amount of energy from somewhere, and his body might not be able to bear it at all.

"Hey..." Mo Xian grinned, his eyes were already scarlet, and then his body began to roar, and his body instantly became bloody and riddled with holes.

"Mo Xian, you're crazy, do you have to die!" Feng Qingxuan's eyelids twitched violently, Mo Xian couldn't die.

"So what if the fish dies and the net breaks!" Mo Xian laughed wildly, as if he had fallen into a madness, and the already illusory and distorted Shura's blood body behind him immediately became much clearer.

"Brother Mo Xian!" Xiao Wu's eyes were red, and he continued to help Mo Xian recover, but he couldn't compare to the speed at which Mo Xian's body collapsed.

The next moment, Mo Xian let out a roar like a beast, and the blood body of Shura behind him immediately raised his arms, and his palms and fingers touched, forming a triangle.

The monstrous blood light erupted from between his hands, and the bloody and brutal breath immediately permeated the world.

"Damn it!" Feng Qingxuan cursed, and immediately tried his best to lay down countless wind walls in front of him.

"boom!"

The blood light blasted fiercely on the wind wall, broke through instantly as if destroying the dead, and then blasted on Feng Qingxuan's body.

This attack almost exhausted all of Mo Xian's energy, and Shura's blood body disappeared instantly.

His physical body almost collapsed, and soon fell to the ground.

Feng Qingxuan was also having a hard time, and was directly blasted thousands of feet away by the blood light, and he did not know how many bones in his body were broken.

"how is this possible!"

Everyone in the Fengling tribe gasped. With Mo Xian's strength, how could he put Feng Qingxuan in such a mess?

Mo Xian quickly stood up staggeringly from the ground, his body was covered with deep bone scars.

"Brother Mo Xian..." Xiao Wu covered his mouth, and couldn't bear to look at Mo Xian now.

Feng Qingxuan also stood up quickly, staggered to the front, and stared at Mo Xian.

The blow just now almost killed him.

"What are you still doing stupidly, kill him!" Feng Qingxuan said, coughing from the distance, and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Mo Xian will definitely be a big disaster in the future, and he must not stay.

The people of the Fengling clan recovered from the shock and surrounded Mo Xian.

The people in Taihuang Temple struggled to get up from the ground, but they all failed.

This place has already assembled the top forces in the Taihuang Temple, but unfortunately, even a team of the Wind Spirit Clan can't deal with it, and even almost wiped out the entire army.

"Hehe, come on, let me see the methods of your Taihuang Temple!" Mo Xian laughed and swallowed a handful of pills directly.

Xiao Wu is also constantly helping Mo Xian recover, but his injuries are too serious, and the effect is not obvious at all.

"Mo Xian, you asked for this!" The faces of the Wind Spirit Tribe turned cold, and they began to attack Mo Xian.

Mo Xian staggered, desperately resisting the attacks, each attack might be the last straw that overwhelmed him.

Gradually his vision became blurred, and he was even very unconscious, but he still resisted the attack of the Wind Spirit Clan mechanically.

For a moment, even the people of the Fengling tribe were shocked, what kind of obsession and determination could make Mo Xian persist to this point.

"A bunch of trash, can't even deal with a dying person!" Feng Qingxuan roared angrily after he calmed down.

The people of the Wind Spirit Tribe gritted their teeth, and the attacks became more and more fierce.

"Bang bang..."

Mo Xian's speed became slower and slower, his attacks became weaker and weaker, and he kept getting hit.

The attacks of the Wind Spirit Clan gradually stopped, and the sharp shot looked strangely at the motionless blood man in the middle.

"A Li, Master may not be able to protect you this time!" Mo Xian raised his head with difficulty, his face was bloody, and then fell on his back.

In fact, he was not defeated by Feng Qingxuan this time, but by his overall strength, that kind of helplessness cannot be expressed in words.

"Mo Xian..."

"Hallmaster..."

Seeing this scene, the hearts of all the people in the Taihuang Palace contracted violently, and they tried their best to get up, but because they touched the wounds, they spurted a mouthful of blood.

"Get rid of him!" Sensing that Mo Xian was still breathing, Feng Qingxuan turned cold.

Although it felt disgraceful and unnecessary, the people of the Fengling Clan did not dare not listen to Feng Qingxuan's words, and immediately prepared to end Mo Xian with one last breath.

Seeing that Mo Xian was about to fall on the spot, the door of that alien vehicle suddenly opened, and a slender figure walked out of it, it was A Li.

"stop!"

Although it was blocked by the ban, Ah Li still noticed something. When she got out of the car, she saw Mo Xian lying in a pool of blood, her eyes blurred instantly, "Master, is it worth it? I was just picked up by you from the beach." It's just a little girl."

(End of this chapter)