Martial arts become gods

Chapter 455

"Bang bang..."

Amidst the dull impact, Wang Hong's body retreated step by step.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, there was a sound of gasping all around, and those who were a little disappointed just now looked forward to it again.

If Mo Xian can defeat Wang Hong, it seems possible to hit the top ten.

That Wang Hong's complexion was flushed, his muscles swelled, and finally he was punched out by Mo Xian.

"Damn it, it really hurts!" Wang Hong rubbed his red muscles, looked at Mo Xian disdainfully, and said, "But it's a pity, you still can't hurt me!"

"Hmph, it's really hard!" Mo Xian shook his numb fist and shook his head helplessly.

"Still not working?"

Seeing this, everyone was disappointed again. Although Mo Xian's speed was fast, it was useless if he couldn't break through the defense.

"Boy, admit defeat, maybe I will give you a whole corpse!" Wang Hongxiao said.

"Thank you for your kindness, but there's no need for it." Mo Xian smiled faintly, released the concealment technique a little bit, and then his aura began to rise, and soon reached the realm of an eight-star martial artist.

"This kid is actually hiding his strength!" Seeing this, everyone was in an uproar.

"Unexpectedly, Brother Mo has reached this level!" After Sun Zicong and the others looked at each other, they found shock in each other's eyes.

Even some big shots couldn't help looking at Mo Xian at this moment, after all, the strength of the eight-star great martial artist had already been miscalculated among the younger generation.

However, that's all. There may be some who can be truly appreciated by them, but it's not Mo Xian.

"You bastard, you dare to hide your strength!" Wang Hong's complexion suddenly turned purple, and he felt that he had been insulted.

After yelling, he rushed out again.

But this time, he seemed to have miscalculated.

Under countless expectant gazes, Mo Xian's fist slammed out heavily.

"boom!"

Amidst the dull sound of the sonic boom, terrifying power slanted out.

The two fists collided in one place, and the arena collapsed unbearably.

"Crack!"

With the clear and crisp sound of bones breaking, Wang Hong's arm, which was several times bigger than Mo Xian's, was squeezed together like flour, and all the bones in it were shattered.

Then, he flew upside down and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood while still in the air.

Seeing this, countless people couldn't help but took a step forward, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

This punch was not fancy, it was full of head-to-head. In other words, Mo Xian's strength far surpassed Wang Hong's.

"what!"

At this time, some members of the Wang family became a little uneasy, and looked at Mo Xian one after another.

"Hmph, it's just a clown!" Wang Yan was a little disapproving, and gave a cold snort.

After the battle with Wang Yan was over, what Mo Xian had to face next was the real top of the younger generation of the Wang family.

However, he still used extremely strong means to suppress them one after another.

The voices at the scene were getting louder and louder, and everyone wanted to see what kind of situation Mo Xian could do.

Not long after, Mo Xian entered the top ten.

This record is unprecedented.

Some members of the Wang family finally turned ugly. After all, this meant that Mo Xian would take ten thousand Yun Lingshi away.

However, they absolutely do not allow this to happen.

However, Mo Xian's strength was somewhat beyond their expectations. After entering the top ten, he actually entered the top five again.

And it's going forward, unstoppable.

"Mo...Brother Mo is really scary!" The entire Tongmeng was erupting, but they didn't make any noise.

"Wang Yu, go and kill this kid!" The Wang family finally couldn't bear it anymore, and sent Wang Yu, who was second only to Wang Yan, out.

Although it is said that the opponents are randomly selected, the competition is arranged by their Wang family, so just a little bit of tricks will do.

"It's Wang Yu, a half-step martial spirit!"

Seeing Wang Yu walking slowly onto the ring, there was a sound of exclamation all around.

Originally, Mo Xian might have gone further, but if it was Wang Yu, there would definitely be no chance.

"This Wang family is really shameless, actually engaging in such a secret operation!"

For a while, there were bursts of discussions around, but they were all private.

"Boy, you are very good, but unfortunately, you are going to die." Wang Yu looked at Mo Xian with disdain, and said.

So far, Mo Xian has used the realm of eight-star great martial artists to defeat two nine-star great martial artists from the Wang family.

Such a record is indeed terrifying, but for Wang Yu, it is not worth mentioning.

Because he is a half-step martial spirit, and he is second only to Wang Yan.

"Your Wang family can only say this kind of thing, I can already hear cocoons in my ears." Mo Xian shrugged and said.No fewer than ten people had told him that so far, and none of them had even been able to hurt him.

"Boy, I think you won't cry when you don't see the coffin!" Wang Yu's face darkened, and the huge Yuan force swept away immediately, exposing his half-step martial spirit strength without a doubt.

"Brother Mo, you have to work hard!" The people in Tongmeng were worried about Mo Xian for a moment, after all they didn't know Mo Xian's true strength.

But the people from Iron Tu City didn't think so. They all speculated that Mo Xian could kill his opponent in a few seconds, and even paid back their bets.

Qin Jian seemed to have won a lot, and his complexion was ruddy and shiny.

"Go to hell!" Wang Yu shouted, and immediately pointed out.

The rich energy condensed at his fingertips, first turning into a dazzling golden light.

Then the golden light spread out in an instant, turning into a quaint golden giant finger.

For a moment, the surrounding area was full of golden light, sweeping towards Mo Xian like a mountain and an overwhelming sea.

Mo Xian smiled lightly, his concealment technique loosened up a bit again, his aura began to rise again, and soon reached the realm of a nine-star great martial artist.

"Nine-star great martial artist!"

There was an exclamation in the crowd. Obviously, no one thought that Mo Xian was still hiding his strength.

"Yanhuang Sutra, Yanhuang Cracks Heavenly Hand!" Mo Xian looked at Wang Yu without looking at him, and waved his palm casually.

"boom!"

The endless sea of ​​flames suddenly swept away, and the huge flames condensed in an instant, exuding a scorching and terrifying aura.

"Fourth Grade Martial Skill!"

For a while, there were exclamations again. After all, fourth-grade martial arts are already rare. If it is not a big family, it is impossible to have them.

"boom!"

Flame raised his hand and destroyed the golden giant finger like a crush, and then Wang Yu trembled all over, vomiting blood and flying.

"Damn it, who is this guy!" The members of the Wang family couldn't sit still again, and many of them were born roaring.

After all, Wang Yu was already second only to Wang Yan, and Mo Xian's victory in this match basically secured the second place.

"Hmph, interesting!" Wang Yan slowly stood up from his seat, his sharp eyes shot at Mo Xian like sharp swords.

Mo Xian turned his head and met Wang Yan's gaze, and then he slowly pressed his thumb down, and then pressed down hard.

(End of this chapter)