Martial arts become gods

Chapter 691 The Sealed Land
In order to quickly dissipate the power of the seal, he also spent a lot of power.

Now the power of the seal has not completely dissipated, once he gets entangled with Mo Xian, this time will be much longer, and no one knows what will happen then.

Therefore, he can only retreat temporarily.

"Mo Xian, let those things play with you first!" He shouted loudly, and stretched his arms in front of his body, and an arc-shaped shield of Yuanli instantly appeared on it, directly blocking Mo Xian's attack .

At the same time, with a quick swipe of his other hand, the black shadows from the ground came out in a file, blocking Mo Xian.

Mo Xian could tell at a glance that these black shadows were more than one level stronger than those outside, and even he felt a little troublesome.

However, he now has his own helper.

"Crack..."

Amidst a strange sound of bones rubbing against each other, countless puppets crawled out from the ground.

"Hmph, let's see if your puppet army is stronger or mine!" Wei Tian snorted coldly, and with a swipe of his palm, more black shadows flew out.

"boom!"

The two sides collided violently to one place, both of them were fearless and painless guys, so the scene was naturally incomparably spectacular.

Fortunately, the hall is wide enough, otherwise it might be filled.

But the puppets are obviously weaker than those weird creatures, and it often takes a few to barely draw with one, so they can only be suppressed desperately.

The only ones capable of fighting are the puppet knights.

Kong Ling also joined the battle immediately, but there were too many opponents. After killing one, more would come up, so she could only be trapped.

Mo Xian knew that Wei Tian was delaying time, so he almost tried his best to attack Wei Tian with difficulty.

"boom!"

With a dull collision sound, Yong staggered back out. He looked at Yong with disbelief and said, "You activated the ancient blood?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Yan sneered and continued to attack.

"Hmph, the patriarch is really eccentric. I begged so many times and he didn't tell me the way. But so what, you just activated the blood of the reason, my current power is beyond your imagination." Yong Leng With a snort, black air began to spread out from his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of black cuticle appeared on his body, like armor, with many spikes left on it, which looked very powerful.

"Die!" Yong Bao yelled, and punched the rock with a fist, the sharp thorns on it tore through the air, and there was a piercing buzzing sound.

Yan did not show any weakness, and also punched out.

"Keng!"

When the two fists met in one place, there was a metal-like roar, and sparks flew everywhere at the same time!
Those spikes pierced into Yan's fist in an instant, bringing out a large amount of gray-brown blood.

"Tsk tsk, but that's it, I'm afraid your short-lived father won't rest in peace after he dies!" Yong clicked his tongue and said disdainfully. At the same time, a black air filled his fist, entangled like a poisonous snake. rock arm.

"Shut up!" Yan roared, stomping on the ground suddenly, the power of the whole body spewed out along with the anger at this moment, and it actually shook the black air away.

Just now, he was just not familiar with the current power, and now is his real performance.

Yan's other arm climbed onto Yong's fist, and then pulled it down suddenly. Yong's figure became unstable, and he staggered forward.

Almost at the same time, Yan made a backhand cut, twisted Yong's arm behind him, and then hit a knee, pressing Yong under him.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Yong's arm presented an unbelievable angle, and it was actually torn off by the rock.

"Ah..." Yong screamed and roared: "Impossible, how could you have such a powerful force!"

He originally thought that he was far ahead of Yong now, but he didn't expect that he was easily knocked down again.

"Hmph, this was given to me by my ancestors." Yan snorted coldly, and slammed his huge fist heavily on Yong's back, causing the latter to spurt blood wildly.

Yong struggled desperately, but he couldn't get rid of it.

After a few hard punches, Yan grabbed Yong's other arm, then yanked it backwards, tearing it apart.

Then he turned around and hugged Yong's leg, and pulled it back violently.

Yong's legs were so tough that they couldn't be broken for a while, making a teeth-stinging crunching sound.

"Break me!"

Yan roared, the veins on his face were exposed, and the muscles on his arms swelled up again.

"Crack!"

"what!"

Amidst the crisp sound of bone breaking, Yong let out a miserable cry, and one leg immediately showed an extremely abnormal twist.

Yan used the same method to break Yong's other leg, then lifted it and smashed it heavily on the ground, smashing a huge hole in the ground.

"Impossible, impossible..." Yong, who was lying on the ground on his back, kept mumbling in his mouth as if he had lost his mind.

He abandoned everything and finally gained strength, but now he is still crushed by the rock, how can he accept it.

"Go to hell and confess to those clansmen!" Yan roared angrily, and swung his huge fist directly to Yong's head.

At the same time, Mo Xian and Kong Ling were on the side, the puppet knight was in front, and Sun Yong was behind to form a strong strangulation team, tearing apart the sea of ​​people like sharp knives, and finally confronted Wei Tian head-on.

"This kid has made a breakthrough again!" Wei Tian's face was extremely gloomy. He could say that he watched Mo Xian step by step to the present. To him, Mo Xian was as weak as an ant. generally.

Of all the people present, he is probably the only one who knows best how rapidly Mo Xian's strength has improved.

Such a speed, no matter where it is, can be called a monstrous existence.

Although there is a lot of luck in it, on this continent full of opportunities, luck itself is an important factor in determining success or failure.

Wei Tian's face was cloudy and uncertain, he had never wanted to kill a person so much.

At this moment, he realized that he was actually facing Mo Xian head-on, and a fist mixed with black flames and blue plasma was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes.

His pupils shrank, and he pumped his fist to change gears.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Wei Tian felt his whole body churn, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. After that, the strange black cocoon flickered for a moment, as if it had become much darker.

Before, he only noticed that Mo Xian's strength had improved, but now he really felt how terrifying this improvement was.

"Damn it, Yong, what are you doing, stop them!" Wei Tian yelled, and at the same time subconsciously looked at Yong, and immediately found that Yong was almost beaten to death, and Yan's fist was about to fall.

Once this punch is real, I'm afraid Yong will die.

Although Wei Tian didn't care about Yong's life or death, at this moment, he had to have someone to help him block Mo Xian's attack, and he had no choice but Yong.

He began to regret a little, why Jiang Tao, Zheng Fei and Dong Ming were sent to death, so that he has no one around him who can fight, and he is in such an embarrassing situation.

(End of this chapter)