Martial arts become gods

Chapter 666 Dilemma
The hundred-foot-long energy whizzed past Mo Xian, although it didn't hit directly, but the terrifying breath still boiled the blood in Mo Xian's body, almost falling from the air.

What's more, that energy hasn't disappeared yet, instead it hit the newly built city wall, directly splitting a piece of the city wall made of black rock into two parts.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the city wall that stretched for an unknown number of miles collapsed like dominoes, leaving no intact place.

"Damn it!" Looking at this scene, the hearts of all the people in Mocheng felt like they were bleeding. This city wall, which cost them countless painstaking efforts, was now easily destroyed by someone. How could they do that? can accept.

"Oh, I'm really sorry I ruined your toy, haha..." Fang Wenfei burst out laughing. All he wanted was a place to stay. It didn't matter to him whether there was a city wall or not. difference.

Mo Xian's pupils also shrank suddenly, and his complexion instantly became ugly.

To be honest, he doesn't care much about the title of city lord, but he can't tolerate being trampled on wantonly.

He raised his head suddenly, and the surging Yuan force roared out from his body, he wanted to try to see how powerful this legendary Martial King Realm was.

With the activation of the martial pattern, the Yuanli became more intense, flowing like a liquid in the depths of Mo Xian's body.

"drink!"

He suddenly yelled loudly and punched out with a punch in the air.

An endless sea of ​​flames gushed out with this punch, as if the Emperor Yan was roaring with supreme majesty.

The surrounding water was instantly evaporated, the trees died, and the ground dried up and exploded.

Everything showed the violence of this punch.

And the battle on the ground had already started, all the people in Mo City seemed to have gone crazy, and they rushed towards those warriors of Rising Sun City who were much stronger than themselves, regardless of life or death.

The two waves of people collided into one place, and the sound of shouting and killing suddenly filled the city.

Helena's current strength is not what it used to be. She is like a sharp knife, directly piercing the enemy's chest.

But everyone knows that the one who decides the outcome of the battle is actually Mo Xian in the sky. Once he loses, everything will be in vain.

However, will that young man have a chance in the face of a strong Martial King Realm?

Everyone probably already has the answer in their hearts, but they are not reconciled!

"Hit a rock with an egg!" Faced with Mo Xian's angry blow, Fang Wenfei smiled disdainfully, and lightly flapped the folding fan in his hand.

"Shh!"

It didn't even need to be condensed at all, a torrent of Yuanli rushed out and collided heavily with the sea of ​​flames.

"boom!"

A cloud of mushrooms steamed up, and Mo Xian's figure flew upside down without the slightest suspense, and directly hit the depths of the ground.

"It's really vulnerable. I thought it would be interesting!" Fang Wenfei shook his head disdainfully.

"Hey..." Kong Ling sighed faintly.

For some reason, the boy who came in with her at the beginning gave him a very strange feeling.

Although Mo Xian's strength was not considered strong, it gave her a feeling of being impenetrable.

But judging from the current situation, it seemed that it was just her illusion. Maybe Mo Xian was just a slightly stronger poor bastard who didn't deserve her attention.

"Huh!" But the moment she withdrew her gaze, she suddenly noticed something, and her gaze fell on the place where Mo Xian dropped it again.

"boom!"

In the next moment, amidst a loud noise, a figure suddenly rushed out, and at the same time, with a lift of the palm, the thick Yuanli instantly transformed into an extremely majestic Yuanli wave, roaring out.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, Fang Wenfei, who was careless, was hit directly.

The wave of Yuanli continued to surge, shaking his figure unsteadily.

After a few breaths of time, his figure slowly remained, and a trace of blood slowly left from his forehead.

"Am I injured?" Fang Wenfei was taken aback, his scarlet tongue licked the blood left along his forehead, his face suddenly became ferocious.

He was actually injured by a weak ant, which is a great shame.

"Huh..." Mo Xian panted violently, but his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He had tried his best, but it only left Fang Wenfei with a little blood.

The battle on the ground is also not optimistic. Although Mocheng has the advantage in numbers, compared with the other side, the quality makes people blush.

Except for Helena, almost no one can survive a second in the opponent's hands.

This is simply a one-sided battle.

"Ah!" After a brief silence, Fang Wenfei suddenly roared, "Damn it, I'm going to kill you."

Following his roar, a terrifying force slammed into Mo Xian like a mountain.

"Hmph!" Mo Xian was also desperate, he snorted coldly, and suddenly clenched his palm, the diamond-shaped stone that had been prepared pierced his palm directly, and the stone was immediately stained red with blood.

"Kill!" Amidst the chilling sound that seemed to come from hell, a strange figure suddenly appeared in the sky, and shot out with a single shot.

"boom!"

It was as if a hole had been blasted out of the sky, and a fist whizzed out with spiral force, which actually smashed the surging attack towards Mo Xian to pieces.

"Puppet!" Kong Ling and Fang Wenfei whispered at the same time, they didn't expect that Mo Xian had such a powerful war machine.

Since this puppet can shatter Fang Wenfei's attack with one shot, it means that he has the power to match the power of a strong Martial King Realm.

Although Fang Wenfei's attack was defeated by catching the puppet, Mo Xian didn't feel well.Qi and blood in the body churned again, and the internal organs were almost displaced by the shock.

This puppet is activated by his blood, and its power seems to be linked to it. If it faces an enemy that is too powerful, it will also feed back part of its own power.

"Hmph, crooked ways, one's own strength is king!" After a brief surprise, Fang Wenfei shouted violently, and a dangerous aura spread out of his body.

On the folding fan in his hand, there is also a layer of light waves, and the light waves spread out in circles, and finally condense into a precious fan with a size of hundreds of feet, exuding infinite coercion.

The precious fan was opened suddenly, and endless sword lights diffused out from it, each of which had the power to kill warriors under the Wu King Realm.

Mo Xian's face darkened, he slapped his chest with a palm, and instantly spurted a bloody arrow and landed on the puppet knight.

Then a red light flashed on the puppet knight's body, and two spots of scarlet appeared in his pitch-black eyes.

"Crack!"

It stepped in the air, and made a sound like armor rubbing on its body, and its figure faced the dense sword light without any hesitation.

A circle of gas arc visible to the naked eye condensed at the tip of the spear, and all the sword lights hit it, making a terrible violent sound.

Mo Xian's body also made muffled sounds, and his figure swayed at the same time.

In the end, the puppet knight's shot shattered the huge fan, causing Fang Wenfei to take a few steps back.

"Let me see how much blood you have to spray!" Fang Wenshan shouted violently, and the ferocious offensive continued wave after wave.

(End of this chapter)