The strongest starting system

Chapter 50 Desperate

"Oh? There is such a panacea?" Ye Mou was slightly surprised to see that Zhao Wushuang's injuries had fully recovered, but he smiled slightly. In the face of absolute strength, he would like to see whether Zhao Wushuang had more medicine, or He has a lot of spiritual power!
Qinglian Guanri!

Once again a sword qi struck, Zhao Wushuang frowned wildly, and he hurried to the side, but this sword qi had locked on to his aura, no matter where he fled, he could not avoid being attacked .

"Made, I'm fighting with you!"

Thunder Fury!
Countless thunderbolts were born under the billowing devilish energy, and Zhao Wushuang seemed to have turned into an evil thunderbolt war god at this moment, wiping out all the evils in the world!
Sunset for nine days!

A pitch-black sun was born above Zhao Wushuang's head, countless scorching sun lights and sword energy collided together, and the two were deadlocked in the air, as if no one could do anything to the other.

However, suddenly, Zhao Wushuang's setting sun showed violent thunder, raising the power of this attack to another level.

However, Zhao Wushuang still underestimated Ye Mou's strength. Under the erosion of sword energy, even the scorching sun, which contained the power of thunder, could hardly resist.

"go with!"

The setting sun drifted slowly towards the sword energy, and when it was approaching, it exploded instantly!

rumbling...

A huge mushroom cloud rose from it, and everyone could still feel the horror of that energy from a distance of two miles. They quickly used shields to shield themselves, so as to avoid the aftermath of damage.

"It's too scary, is this still a martial artist's fight?"

"No, Zhao Wushuang is still the eighth heaven of warriors."

To put it bluntly, Zhao Wushuang's ability to compete against Ye Mou with such a gap in strength fully proved his terror.

"It's a pity. If Zhao Wushuang is given a little more time, maybe he can still compete for the first place." A disciple shook his head regretfully.

What he said was not wrong. Zhao Wushuang's rise time was too short. Although he has made rapid progress from a waste to the present, he is still a little short of competing with Ye Mou.

The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing its true face.

I saw a huge deep hole formed in the center of the explosion, and everything around was completely destroyed. Not only that, there were still demonic energy, thunder, and Yemou's white spiritual power fighting against it.

"Ahem!" Zhao Wushuang crawled out of the mud. He was the first to bear the brunt of the strongest impact. Fortunately, he took another bottle of second-level life potion in time, otherwise, his life would be lost.

However, Zhao Wushuang only had one bottle of life potion left, which meant that this bottle would be his last auxiliary potion.

Thunder Fury, as a third-rank middle-level martial skill, increased Zhao Wushuang's attack power by more than a little bit. All martial skills can be attached. This is a powerful auxiliary martial skill. After killing the Thunder Lion, Zhao Wushuang will get something occasionally.

This was the first time he used it, and the power did not disappoint him, but Ye Mou's strength seemed so incomprehensible.

"It seems that you have used up all your hole cards?" Ye Mou slowly walked towards Zhao Wushuang, dragging the Qinglian sword on the ground slowly.

The ear-piercing voice hit Zhao Wushuang's heart. He looked at Yemou with his brows tightly furrowed, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. This was already his strongest strength, but Yemou seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

How to fight this?
"Are you wondering why I am so strong? In this world, not only you have adventures, but I also have them." Ye Mou said slowly with a blank expression.

"The treasure my father gave me seals the Qingtian Bailian bloodline. This is the bloodline of the holy grade, which endows me with great strength. There is a huge gap between me and you that cannot be bridged." Ye Mouli Zhao Wushuang Yue Getting closer, the distance between the two is like the distance that death is about to come.

That's it!

No wonder Zhao Wushuang feels that Yemou also has an indescribable sense of holiness. It turns out that it is due to the blood in his body, and there must be corresponding skills to assist him. Otherwise, Zhao Wushuang would not be able to defeat him.

When Ye Mou was standing in front of Zhao Wushuang, a summoning card suddenly appeared in his hand.

"call!"

Zhao Wushuang's heart moved, but this time there was no sound.

"call!"

silently...

"Call me!"

Zhao Wushuang roared hysterically in his heart, but there was no reaction at all.

A deep sense of powerlessness arose in Zhao Wushuang's body, this was the first time he felt hopeless.

This taste is very uncomfortable!
"Oh? Do you still have hole cards? Go ahead and use them." Seeing the cards in Zhao Wu's hands, Ye Mou was a little puzzled, but still smiled disdainfully.

"Made, you actually gave me a moth at this time." Zhao Wushuang suddenly thought that this is inside the magic weapon of space, and this space must be blocked, so Zhao Wushuang couldn't summon the magic general.

"No? Then die!" Ye Mou waited for a while before Zhao Wushuang had the strength to turn over, his eyes flashed fiercely, and the Qinglian sword in his hand shone brightly.

However, at this moment, Zhao Wushuang gritted his teeth and summoned the Soul Devouring Fire!
"go with!"

Invisible, colorless, soundless, the soul-devouring fire rushed towards Ye Mou, eroding his soul.

"Ah!" Ye Mou screamed, the Qinglian sword in his hand was instantly released, and he kept crying while covering his head.

Zhao Wushuang stood up, knowing that this was the best opportunity!

The Fury of Dragon and Tiger!
Thunder Fury!
Sunset for nine days!

Zhao Wushuang displayed three martial arts at the same time, and saw a dragon, a tiger and a pitch-black sunset rushing towards Yemou.

This is the only chance!
A white light flashed in Yemou's mind, and the soul-eating fire like tarsal maggots was extinguished, but despite this, Yemou's soul was also greatly damaged.

Just when he came to his senses, Zhao Wushuang's attack hit!

Ye Mou's pupils contracted, and when he wanted to react, it was too late...

rumbling...

The shocking explosion resounded throughout the forest, Zhao Wushuang was once again hit by a powerful shock wave, flew backwards, and took another bottle of second-level life potion in mid-air.

"Did you win?"

Zhao Wushuang looked at the madness raging madly, and he wondered whether Ye Mou had been successfully eliminated by him.

There was no notification sound from the system for a long time, just when Zhao Wushuang was in doubt, in the center of the raging demonic energy, an extreme white light flashed out, wiping out all the surrounding demonic energy.

"What?" Zhao Wushuang was extremely shocked, didn't they die?
This is not over, just when Zhao Wushuang wanted to check the situation, a white light shot up into the sky, and a huge white lotus appeared in the center of the attack, and the white lotus was full of sacredness, guarding Ye Mou in the center. in.

"You really pissed me off." Ye Mou looked at Zhao Wushuang indifferently. This time he had a complete stumble. If he hadn't been guarded by a soul, he would have been instantly killed.

(End of this chapter)