Martial arts become gods
Chapter 644 Your Left Arm Seems to Be Missing
Chapter 644 Your Left Arm Seems to Be Missing
At this moment, Wei Tian was extremely angry, and he had to kill Mo Xian to relieve this anger.
The wave of endless energy roared angrily, with such momentum, it overwhelmed everything in the world.
"Wuji Fen Haiyin!" Mo Xian looked solemn, and after a low shout, he pointed at Wei Tian with one hand.
"Boom!"
The turbulent wave of Yuanli swept out, destroying the world.
At the same time, the terrifying white bone claws swept towards him with gusts of sinister wind.
Everyone's eyes were focused on those two attacks, and time seemed to slow down extremely at this moment.
The giant bone hand and the Yuanli wave were slowly approaching, and everyone felt an inexplicable excitement in their hearts.
The collision this time represents the collision between low-level martial arts and high-level martial arts, and also represents the collision between low-level martial artists and high-level martial artists.
They are all curious about what will happen if they make up for each other.
In fact, they have already made up their minds that the seventh-rank martial arts are terrifying, but the gap between the two levels is also difficult to make up.
If Mo Xian could maximize the seventh-rank martial arts, this result might be reversed, but obviously, Mo Xian could not.
Although they knew the result, everyone was still looking forward to the next collision.
At a certain moment, the giant bone hand and the wave of Yuanli finally collided into one place.
Strangely, there was no sound coming out, as if even the sound had been destroyed.
But everyone still couldn't help covering their ears, what's more, the seven orifices were shaken to the point of bleeding.
"boom!"
After a short delay, there was an astonishing explosion, and circles of shock waves spread.
Everyone's complexion changed suddenly, and they all shot towards a further distance.
But before they escaped far, they flew out together.
"Is this the power of the seventh-rank martial arts? It actually allows a seventh-rank martial spirit to have such terrifying strength. Wait, there seems to be other auras in the seventh-rank martial arts." Suddenly dodge to the right, avoiding the scattered terrifying power.
He frowned, and then suddenly seemed to think of something, "Wu Wen, this kid has Wu Wen on his body, no wonder he has such great power."
"I see!"
Hearing Jiang Tao's words, everyone suddenly became more accepting, and at the same time, they were even more horrified.
Martial pattern is a very transcendent existence, which can increase the strength of a warrior, and it is also rare.
They had heard from Wei Tian a long time ago that Mo Xian came from an insignificant small place that didn't even have a name, and was collectively called the low-level warrior area.
They never imagined that Mo Xian, who had such a background, would have such a rare thing as martial arts, and at the same time, he also possessed a seventh-rank martial skill.
This had to make them sigh, Mo Xian's good luck.
As a result, a trace of contempt arose in their hearts. It is really useless to be able to have this kind of great luck, but it is only at this level now.
In fact, deep down in their hearts, they all know that the disdain they have generated is all because of jealousy. If it were them, they would definitely not be able to do better.
The Yuanli storm was still going on, and Mo Xian and Wei Tian's figures had been completely shrouded. In the world, it seemed that there was only that gray and earth-shattering Yuanli storm left, which made the sky and the earth much darker.
After a few breaths, the storm gradually dissipated, leaving only a large crater that looked like a meteorite. Those towering stone pillars had been completely destroyed, and no one was spared.
The puppets stuck at the tips of the stone pillars were also missing, as if they had been turned into powder.
"Haha, Mo Xian, even if you possess seventh-grade martial skills and martial patterns, so what, you are still no match for me." Wei Tian, who was standing quietly, suddenly laughed wildly. , with shocking bloodstains all over his body, looking extremely embarrassed.
"Hehe, sure enough!" There was a burst of contemptuous laughter from all around, even if you Mo Xian have martial arts, so what if you have seventh-rank martial skills, in the end, death is still inevitable.
This is the gap, the gap in strength.
Compared to Wei Tian, Mo Xian was indeed much more embarrassed. Although the Yuanli storm had dissipated, there was still a roaring sound coming from his body.
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face immediately turned pale.
From the looks of it, he was obviously seriously injured in the confrontation just now.
Hearing Wei Tian's arrogant words and the contemptuous voices around him, Mo Xian raised his head slightly, and said mockingly: "Really, but your left arm seems to be missing!"
"What did you say?" Wei Tian was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously glanced at his left hand, his pupils shrank immediately.
There was nothing under his left shoulder, and his entire left arm disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a bloody scar.
It seemed that the body was a little paralyzed, and it seemed that he was too excited, but he didn't notice it.
"How is it possible?" Everyone immediately realized something was wrong, and their pupils shrank suddenly.
Although Mo Xian was seriously injured, Wei Tian paid the price with his left arm.
Incomplete limbs are not a fatal injury to a warrior. Mo Xian once forged an arm for someone, but that was a low-level warrior after all, and the requirements for the body were not very high.
But Wei Tian is different. If he wants to regain an arm that matches his strength, the price is absolutely astonishing. He even said that if there is no great opportunity, he will only be a one-armed hero in his life.
Wei Tian stared blankly at his empty shoulders, his face gradually became gloomy, and then from gloomy to ferocious again, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Mo Xian, and roared: "Mo Xian, you ruined me hand, I definitely want you not to live, not to die."
Because of the anger, the blood in his body surged up, and another stream of blood spewed out from the severed arm. The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow and the anger of losing his arm made him stagger and almost fall.
"Trash!" Jiang Tao snorted coldly, and at the same time looked at Mo Xian with some fear, and sternly said, "Enough rest, let's go together."
Before he finished speaking, he stepped out, and there was a constantly rotating light ball of Yuanli on each of his hands.
Those warriors around also came out in full force, attacking Mo Xian with the most powerful moves.
"Hehe..." Mo Xian smiled wryly, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He tried hard to circulate his energy, but it only caused a burst of cramping pain, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.
At this time, he was seriously injured, obviously unable to attack, even if there was only one person, he couldn't resist.
"Go to hell!" Jiang Tao, who was the fastest, yelled, and suddenly softened the two Yuanli light spheres together with his hands, and then smashed them hard at Mo Xian.
"Unexpectedly, I would die here!" Mo Xian shook his head weakly, but he didn't have any fear, but he was a little regretful that he hadn't finished some things.
At this moment, Jiang Tao's figure suddenly paused, and the light ball of Yuanli in his hand seemed to hit something.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and a smear of blue blood appeared out of nowhere in the sky, and then a broken boulder seemed to be smashed by something, and the blue blood splashed all over the ground.
(End of this chapter)
At this moment, Wei Tian was extremely angry, and he had to kill Mo Xian to relieve this anger.
The wave of endless energy roared angrily, with such momentum, it overwhelmed everything in the world.
"Wuji Fen Haiyin!" Mo Xian looked solemn, and after a low shout, he pointed at Wei Tian with one hand.
"Boom!"
The turbulent wave of Yuanli swept out, destroying the world.
At the same time, the terrifying white bone claws swept towards him with gusts of sinister wind.
Everyone's eyes were focused on those two attacks, and time seemed to slow down extremely at this moment.
The giant bone hand and the Yuanli wave were slowly approaching, and everyone felt an inexplicable excitement in their hearts.
The collision this time represents the collision between low-level martial arts and high-level martial arts, and also represents the collision between low-level martial artists and high-level martial artists.
They are all curious about what will happen if they make up for each other.
In fact, they have already made up their minds that the seventh-rank martial arts are terrifying, but the gap between the two levels is also difficult to make up.
If Mo Xian could maximize the seventh-rank martial arts, this result might be reversed, but obviously, Mo Xian could not.
Although they knew the result, everyone was still looking forward to the next collision.
At a certain moment, the giant bone hand and the wave of Yuanli finally collided into one place.
Strangely, there was no sound coming out, as if even the sound had been destroyed.
But everyone still couldn't help covering their ears, what's more, the seven orifices were shaken to the point of bleeding.
"boom!"
After a short delay, there was an astonishing explosion, and circles of shock waves spread.
Everyone's complexion changed suddenly, and they all shot towards a further distance.
But before they escaped far, they flew out together.
"Is this the power of the seventh-rank martial arts? It actually allows a seventh-rank martial spirit to have such terrifying strength. Wait, there seems to be other auras in the seventh-rank martial arts." Suddenly dodge to the right, avoiding the scattered terrifying power.
He frowned, and then suddenly seemed to think of something, "Wu Wen, this kid has Wu Wen on his body, no wonder he has such great power."
"I see!"
Hearing Jiang Tao's words, everyone suddenly became more accepting, and at the same time, they were even more horrified.
Martial pattern is a very transcendent existence, which can increase the strength of a warrior, and it is also rare.
They had heard from Wei Tian a long time ago that Mo Xian came from an insignificant small place that didn't even have a name, and was collectively called the low-level warrior area.
They never imagined that Mo Xian, who had such a background, would have such a rare thing as martial arts, and at the same time, he also possessed a seventh-rank martial skill.
This had to make them sigh, Mo Xian's good luck.
As a result, a trace of contempt arose in their hearts. It is really useless to be able to have this kind of great luck, but it is only at this level now.
In fact, deep down in their hearts, they all know that the disdain they have generated is all because of jealousy. If it were them, they would definitely not be able to do better.
The Yuanli storm was still going on, and Mo Xian and Wei Tian's figures had been completely shrouded. In the world, it seemed that there was only that gray and earth-shattering Yuanli storm left, which made the sky and the earth much darker.
After a few breaths, the storm gradually dissipated, leaving only a large crater that looked like a meteorite. Those towering stone pillars had been completely destroyed, and no one was spared.
The puppets stuck at the tips of the stone pillars were also missing, as if they had been turned into powder.
"Haha, Mo Xian, even if you possess seventh-grade martial skills and martial patterns, so what, you are still no match for me." Wei Tian, who was standing quietly, suddenly laughed wildly. , with shocking bloodstains all over his body, looking extremely embarrassed.
"Hehe, sure enough!" There was a burst of contemptuous laughter from all around, even if you Mo Xian have martial arts, so what if you have seventh-rank martial skills, in the end, death is still inevitable.
This is the gap, the gap in strength.
Compared to Wei Tian, Mo Xian was indeed much more embarrassed. Although the Yuanli storm had dissipated, there was still a roaring sound coming from his body.
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face immediately turned pale.
From the looks of it, he was obviously seriously injured in the confrontation just now.
Hearing Wei Tian's arrogant words and the contemptuous voices around him, Mo Xian raised his head slightly, and said mockingly: "Really, but your left arm seems to be missing!"
"What did you say?" Wei Tian was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously glanced at his left hand, his pupils shrank immediately.
There was nothing under his left shoulder, and his entire left arm disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a bloody scar.
It seemed that the body was a little paralyzed, and it seemed that he was too excited, but he didn't notice it.
"How is it possible?" Everyone immediately realized something was wrong, and their pupils shrank suddenly.
Although Mo Xian was seriously injured, Wei Tian paid the price with his left arm.
Incomplete limbs are not a fatal injury to a warrior. Mo Xian once forged an arm for someone, but that was a low-level warrior after all, and the requirements for the body were not very high.
But Wei Tian is different. If he wants to regain an arm that matches his strength, the price is absolutely astonishing. He even said that if there is no great opportunity, he will only be a one-armed hero in his life.
Wei Tian stared blankly at his empty shoulders, his face gradually became gloomy, and then from gloomy to ferocious again, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Mo Xian, and roared: "Mo Xian, you ruined me hand, I definitely want you not to live, not to die."
Because of the anger, the blood in his body surged up, and another stream of blood spewed out from the severed arm. The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow and the anger of losing his arm made him stagger and almost fall.
"Trash!" Jiang Tao snorted coldly, and at the same time looked at Mo Xian with some fear, and sternly said, "Enough rest, let's go together."
Before he finished speaking, he stepped out, and there was a constantly rotating light ball of Yuanli on each of his hands.
Those warriors around also came out in full force, attacking Mo Xian with the most powerful moves.
"Hehe..." Mo Xian smiled wryly, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He tried hard to circulate his energy, but it only caused a burst of cramping pain, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.
At this time, he was seriously injured, obviously unable to attack, even if there was only one person, he couldn't resist.
"Go to hell!" Jiang Tao, who was the fastest, yelled, and suddenly softened the two Yuanli light spheres together with his hands, and then smashed them hard at Mo Xian.
"Unexpectedly, I would die here!" Mo Xian shook his head weakly, but he didn't have any fear, but he was a little regretful that he hadn't finished some things.
At this moment, Jiang Tao's figure suddenly paused, and the light ball of Yuanli in his hand seemed to hit something.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and a smear of blue blood appeared out of nowhere in the sky, and then a broken boulder seemed to be smashed by something, and the blue blood splashed all over the ground.
(End of this chapter)
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