Martial arts become gods

Chapter 317
"Damn it, this must be fake!" Yan Zhijie looked at Mo Xian with his eyes as if they were about to burst into flames, the murderous intent in his heart had never been so strong at this moment.

After the horror, everyone quickly realized that although Mo Xian had learned the third chapter of the Yanhuang Sutra, his opponent was the terrifying existence that had already stepped into the realm of martial arts.

There seems to be nothing that can bridge this gap.

"Kill him, kill him!"

At this time, including Yan Zhijie, many people were red-eyed. After all, in front of the Huoyan Temple, they were shown a martial skill that most of them could not practice, which really made them lose face.

Under the watchful eyes of countless scarlet eyes, the giant fire spirit halberd that seemed to pierce the sky collided with the flame square that seemed to suppress everything.

"Boom!"

A mushroom cloud steamed up, and a terrifying shock wave swept away, crushing everything it encountered into dust.

The energy storm was raging, covering the sky and the sun, and at the same time blocking everyone's sight.

One after another of scorching breaths kept rushing towards Mo Xian, almost every one of them contained the power that could completely annihilate an ordinary five-star great martial artist.

From his body, one after another of inaudible black flames quietly appeared, continuously devouring those scorching breaths.

And in front of this black flame, these hot and lifeless breaths seem to be in awe, and they seem a little restrained.

This is not surprising, Mo Linghuo is also a kind of alien flame in essence, definitely stronger than most flames.

Although the current Mo Xian is not yet able to fully utilize the power of Mo Linghuo, it is definitely enough to deter some flames transformed with Yuanli.

However, Xu Hai's strength is still too strong compared to Mo Xian.

A terrifying force surged in, knocking Mo Xian backwards and flying out.

"Hehe, it's over!" Looking at the blurred figure flying upside down in the energy storm, everyone had a look of relief on their faces, as if they were instantly relieved.

But soon, the expressions on everyone's faces became stiff.

After the dust settled, they saw that Mo Xian's figure was slightly bent, and his palms were deeply inserted into the ground.

There were two bottomless ravines in front of him, which seemed to be caused by his palms, obviously to control his figure.

"It actually... resisted it!"

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help gasping.

For a five-star great martial artist to withstand such a powerful attack from a half-step martial spirit is simply a fantasy.

"Senior, this is the second trick!" Mo Xian slowly stood up from the ground, and immediately his body flickered, and a big mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out.

"Hehe, the old man has opened his eyes today. It really is the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead!" Xu Hai looked at Mo Xian solemnly. A junior who can be crushed to death.

"Go on!" Mo Xian said, suppressing the churning blood in his body.

"Young man, although you can withstand the old man's two moves, the next one is my real attack. I hope you can retreat in spite of the difficulties, and I will help you to plead with the Hall Master!" Xu Hai didn't make a direct move, but It is a very earnest way.

"Thank you, senior, but I don't think I did anything wrong." Mo Xian said flatly.

"Old Xu, kill him!" Seeing that Xu Hai stopped attacking, Yan Zhijie immediately shouted.

Hearing this, Xu Hai frowned, looking a little impatient.

In comparison, he felt that Mo Xian was much stronger.

He ignored Yan Zhijie, but continued: "In this case, I wish you good luck!"

While speaking, he slowly raised his two arms, one of which was covered with cold air, while the remaining one was filled with flames.

The two completely different energies seemed extremely natural in his hands. For a while, everyone even felt wrong, not knowing whether it was cold or hot.

There are not many warriors who can do this, and it can be seen from this that Xu Hai's blow was powerful.

"Hey, it's really a bully!" Seeing this, Yan Zhijie smiled lightly and shook his head.

Xu Hai can be regarded as half of his master, so he naturally recognized at a glance how terrifying the moves Xu Hai was using at this time.

Sensing the two diametrically opposite terrifying auras, Mo Xian couldn't help shrinking his pupils. Originally, there were some things that couldn't be revealed, but at this moment he seemed to be too careless.

A pitch-black jade slip quietly appeared in his palm, it was the one that controlled the ghost puppet.

The Ghost Puppet was considered the most powerful war machine in the Ghost Palace back then, but as time went by, its strength has declined extremely, but if it explodes at full strength, it still cannot be underestimated.

If Mo Xian could provide enough Yun Lingshi, he might be able to fight against the strong ones in the Martial Spirit Realm.

Naturally, such a powerful thing cannot be exposed casually, otherwise it will inevitably be envied by some people.

After all, no matter who gets the ghost puppet, he will get a powerful helper.

Therefore, Mo Xian couldn't use it recklessly at this time.

"Qianhe... cold flame!"

Xu Hai's expression froze suddenly, one of his eyes had flames jumping, while the other eye was flickering with ice crystals.He suddenly shouted loudly, and the ice and fire energy on his hands roared out immediately, and they actually merged together in the middle.

There is no conflict between the two completely different energies at this time. There is ice in the flame and flame in the ice. It is extremely weird in itself, but it makes everyone take it for granted.

These two weird energies were bound together and turned into countless flying cranes, covering almost all the surrounding space.

At this moment, the world seemed to lose its color, only the bursting flames remained, and the bone-piercing ice cold was left.

This blow is destined to be extraordinary.

Anyone below the Martial Spirit Realm may not be able to survive this level of attack.

"Is this the strength of a half-step martial spirit powerhouse? It's really... terrifying!" Mo Xian's dark eyes looked at the roaring flying crane, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

But soon, he calmed down, and his figure suddenly roared out.

"Oh, idiot, it's like hitting a pebble with a pebble!"

Seeing this scene, there was a playful look on everyone's face.Perhaps when they came, facing such a powerful attack, Mo Xian should have acted terrified instead of taking the initiative to attack as he is doing now.

The domineering Yuan power condensed deeply in Mo Xianzhou, and it instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames in purgatory. Among the scourge, the big hand of fire, the long halberd of fire spirit, and the square seal of fire are emerging one after another.

"This kid, has he been able to do this already!" Seeing this scene, even Xu Hai couldn't help being a little surprised. Casting the three Yanhuang Sutras in succession is much more difficult than casting them alone. Not only does it require an extremely large source of energy to support it, but it also requires a mastery of the Yanhuang Sutra to a state of perfection.

(End of this chapter)