Martial arts become gods

Chapter 795 The Angry Little Wild Cat

The strength behind him was less than a foot away from him, and Mo Xian clearly felt a stabbing pain in the back of his heart.

He immediately reversed his figure and dodged the sword.

"Ding!"

The Fire Spirit Sword pierced the wall, actually sinking into it several inches deep.

It can also be seen from this how powerful Ding Rui's sword is.

Seeing the trembling Fire Spirit Sword, the corners of Mo Xian's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Perxing had been paying attention to Mo Xian all the time, and after discovering the change, he immediately attacked without hesitation.

The domineering force swept across the room and turned into a huge cyan paw print, enveloping Mo Xian and Ding Rui at the same time.

Because he missed Mo Xian, Ding Rui seemed a little unresponsive, not sure if it was because of disappointment or luck.

After realizing Perxing's huge attack, Mo Xian immediately hugged Ding Rui who was in a sluggish state, and at the same time dodged to the side.

But how could Perxing's attack be dodged so easily? Although Mo Xian's reaction was fast, he was still hit.

"boom!"

He and Ding Rui were enveloped in a terrifying force of origin, this kind of power could almost crush any martial artist under a five-star martial king.

Mo Xian's complexion changed, and the ink spirit fire in his body immediately steamed up, turning into a black fire lotus to envelop him and Ding Rui.

Mo Linghuo has the power to burn Yuanli, so as a means of defense, it is naturally amazing.

Even though Mo Linghuo had burned a lot of energy, Mo Xian was still so shaken that his whole body was throbbing with blood, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

However, he had just withdrawn from that kind of fist world, and he encountered a devastating blow. It is very rare to be able to do this.

Ding Rui, who was held tightly in Mo Xian's arms, regained consciousness, and immediately struggled at a distance.

But Mo Xian's arms were like iron clamps, and Ding Rui couldn't break free at all.

Moreover, she and Mo Xian were relying on each other to the utmost, and after such a struggle, they could immediately feel the heat on each other's body.

A blush immediately appeared on Ding Rui's face, and the struggle became more intense.

"If you don't want to die, don't move!" Mo Xian snorted, at this moment he had no time to pay attention to Ding Rui.

But after he drank, Ding Rui actually calmed down.

But before Mo Xian could be happy, he immediately felt a sharp pain in his arm.

He lowered his head slightly, and saw that Ding Rui actually bit his arm, but his eyes were staring at him without blinking, his eyes were full of anger, like an angry little wild cat.

Mo Xian immediately felt a little guilty, and after looking away, he concentrated on dealing with the berserk energy around him.

The black fire lotus wrapped Mo Xian and Ding Rui, and it actually tore apart the Yuanli storm and reached the safe zone.

"This is your punishment." Ding Rui let go of her silver teeth, and immediately retreated from Mo Xian's arms.

A wry smile appeared on Mo Xian's face immediately, and he raised his arm to take a look.

Ding Rui's mouth was unambiguous, leaving two rows of clear tooth marks on his arm, and blood was oozing out.

"Isn't this girl a dog?" Mo Xian couldn't help muttering softly.

"Now is not the time for you to flirt!" Pan Yang in the distance immediately roared angrily, and once again unleashed a fierce attack.

Seeing this, Ding Rui backed out directly, then sat down cross-legged, and began to heal her wounds, as if everything in front of her was nothing to do with her.

Mo Xian shook his head helplessly, then raised his head suddenly, his sharp eyes nailed on Perxing like a sharp sword.

Perxing couldn't help but took two steps back, and the attack in his hand immediately became a little messy.

"Hehe!" Mo Xian sneered, raised his hand and punched out.

His punch seemed very ordinary, and there was nothing fancy about it, but it contained an inexplicable meaning.

It was a mysterious thing called fist intent.

Among the tens of thousands of fighters, I am afraid that there is no one who can comprehend the meaning of boxing.

"Boom!"

As Mo Xian punched out, the whole space immediately vibrated violently.

Perxing's attack was turned back and landed on his own body.

What followed was Mo Xian's punch full of punching intent.

"boom!"

Perxing's figure immediately flew upside down, slammed heavily on the wall, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Mo Xian with disbelief, and said, "You, you really have mastered that fist!"

"Why, your half-baked claws don't seem to be very smooth to use!" Mo Xian joked.

He had noticed before that the paw prints on the wall were only half-finished products, so he realized it faster.

Moreover, the reason why Mo Xian spent more time was because when he comprehended that kind of fist, he also comprehended his own strength.

After all, Perxing was a five-star martial arts king, even if he had mastered the art of boxing, he would be very difficult to deal with.

Simply, he took the opportunity to try to attack the three-star Martial King.

He was already on the verge of breaking through, but after this attempt, he really succeeded.

Perxing naturally knew that there was something wrong with the claw intentions he had comprehended, so he was naturally unwilling.

But since he couldn't get the punch himself, of course he wouldn't let Mo Xian say it.

"Hmph, so what, you're just a two-star martial king, that punch is meant to be powerful, and the gap between us is irreparable." He snorted coldly, and suddenly stared at the wall with one foot.

With the help of this counter-shock force, his body shot towards Mo Xian like lightning, leaving a series of afterimages behind him.

Mo Xian's expression froze, he flicked his fingers repeatedly, and the thick vitality immediately roared out.

Perxing bent his hands into claws and flew up and down, smashing Mo Xian's attack directly, but his speed was not affected at all.

"Go to hell!" He yelled suddenly, interlaced his claws, and then pulled them away suddenly.

"boom!"

The space immediately vibrated violently. Although he hadn't touched it yet, Mo Xian already felt as if his body was being torn apart.

However, he didn't dodge or evade, and directly punched it out.

This punch is still unremarkable, but it has the potential to destroy mountains and mountains.

At this moment, Mo Xian also fully understood how huge the difference was between an attack with fist intent and an attack without fist intent.

"boom!"

A punch and a claw finally collided with one place, and sparks flew everywhere.

The figures of Mo Xian and Perxing flew upside down almost at the same time, and then slammed heavily on the cliff, before slipping down after a while.

"Hmph, that's all, that fist is really a waste in your hands." Perxing immediately made a comeback, and the giant bear that shrouded his body kept mixing waves of force into his body.

"Really!" Mo Xian smiled faintly, and suddenly stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, and his whole body turned into a flash of light and rushed out without suppressing his own strength at the same time.

Then, Perxing's figure flew upside down at an even faster speed, and his whole figure stuck to the wall like a piece of paper, unexpectedly unable to fall.

"You have actually made a breakthrough in your strength?" Perxing looked at Mo Xian incredulously, and said in horror.

"Who told you that I'm only a two-star Martial King?" Mo Xian smiled, and then punched him out.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, Perxing's head was directly smashed into the wall.

His pupils shrank violently, then suddenly slackened, and his head immediately drooped powerlessly.

I'm afraid he will die, he doesn't understand why Mo Xian's strength suddenly increases.

(End of this chapter)