Peerless God of War

Chapter 2161: Defeated

The impact of this punch was too great. Mo Kuan gritted his teeth and tried to resist it, but he couldn't block Chen Xiao's punch.

Boom!

In an instant, Mo Kuan flew out, his body fell backwards, and directly knocked down several houses before he stopped.

Seeing this scene, several men under the captain Moda's command were all stunned, and they didn't come back to their senses for a while.

Although they had expected that Mo Su's strength would be very strong, it should be above Mo Kuan.

But the power of this punch told these Jiao people that

it was not just above Mo Kuan, but almost crushed, leaving Mo Kuan without any power to fight back.

"Sure enough, I'm not used to it."

Chen Xiao frowned and rubbed the wrist of this body.

He is now attached to Mo Su's body, so naturally he has to rely on this Jiao family body to show his strength.

It must be said that the strength of the sea people's body is indeed much better than that of the human race.

With his cultivation in the realm of the Holy Manifestation, he was able to fully unleash the full power of this Jiao clan body.

However, this was not his own body after all, so it was always a bit awkward to use.

It was like you had refined a powerful puppet and controlled the puppet to fight.

There was still a huge difference between going into battle with the original body.

However, even if he was still a little uncomfortable with this alien body, it was enough to crush Mo Kuan.

The gap in realm and control of power between the two was too big.

"You, puff..."

Mo Kuan, who fell to the ground in a mess, raised his head with difficulty and stared at Chen Xiao angrily.

Just as he was about to speak, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably, and his face suddenly turned pale.

In his eyes, there was fear and disbelief.

The power of this punch was too much of a blow to him.

In the past, Mo Su was a disciple of Mo He, and he had this big backer, but his master Mo Kuan was the second elder, and he was not afraid at all.

But no matter how hard he tried, he was never Mo Su's opponent, and was defeated by him again and again.

Jealousy and hatred gradually sprouted in Mo Kuan's heart.

A few years ago, the death of Mo He caused a dramatic change in the Mo Jiao clan, and Mo Su, as one of Mo He's disciples, was also implicated.

Being looked down upon and excluded.

The cultivation resources, spiritual materials, etc. that were easily available before were all gone at once.

Mo Su fell from heaven to hell overnight, which made Mo Kuan ecstatic, and finally waited for a great opportunity to avenge his previous shame.

In the years after Mo He's death, Mo Su not only did not get enough cultivation resources.

He was even deliberately deducted and blamed, all because of Mo He.

Mo He's death also buried nearly half of the elite warriors in the clan, which was almost a disaster for the entire Mo Jiao clan.

As one rose and the other fell, Mo Kuan's cultivation resources did not decrease at all, and even increased.

It was also because of Mo He that the overall strength of the Mo Jiao clan has greatly declined.

In order to make up for this, the elders of the Mojiao clan made a unanimous decision after research,

opening the tribe's treasure house and releasing more materials and spiritual materials for cultivation.

A large number of middle and lower-level Mojiao clan practitioners benefited from this.

However, this naturally does not include Mosu.

Mo Kuan was very clear about Mosu's situation. He watched coldly from the side and gloated over his misfortune.

He even began to fantasize in his heart about the day when he would trample Mosu under his feet.

For this reason, he has worked harder in cultivation in the past few years.

All these efforts are just for one goal, that is,

defeat Mosu and avenge the previous shame.

It was because of this thought that when the deacon Mo Gao asked him to help teach the captain Moda a lesson, he did not hesitate at all.

In theory, he is the disciple of the second elder,

and now his status and reputation in the Mojiao clan are at the top.

But to deal with such a captain is really a bit of a loss of face, and he will probably be ridiculed behind his back.

Mo Kuan obviously didn't think about these things, but he knew that beating Moda would most likely attract Mo Su.

At that time, he would defeat Mo Su openly and head-on, avenge his previous shame, and wash away the resentment that had accumulated in his heart for many years. Wouldn't it be refreshing?

Things were indeed developing as he expected,

but this result was something he never expected.

Reality is often cruel and bizarre. He was defeated with just one punch, so thoroughly defeated, and so unwilling to lose.

"Impossible, this time, I won't lose to you again."

Mo Kuan, who had been injured by Chen Xiao's punch, roared angrily and slowly stood up.

Circles of blue light waves slowly flowed and gathered on him.

His momentum was constantly rising.

"Mo Su, I have waited for this day for a long time, watch this."

Mo Kuan began to gather momentum, and the blue light on his body became brighter and brighter, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

Chen Xiao stood there, looking at him motionlessly, with a very playful expression.

If this was another script, then Mo Kuan might have been able to successfully turn the tables, defeat Mo Su, and avenge his previous defeat.

Maybe it will even be passed down as a good story of the Mo Jiao clan and become an inspirational model.

But now, all of this has been ruthlessly crushed by Chen Xiao.

After being possessed, Mo Su has no chance of failure.

"Really?"

Chen Xiao smiled playfully.

It is actually a very interesting thing to be able to completely kill the other party's hope, especially when this kind of thing happens to someone else.

"Die!"

Chen Xiao's sarcastic expression completely hurt Mo Kuan.

The past scenes quickly appeared in front of him, making him very painful and uncomfortable.

From childhood to adulthood, he has competed with Mo Su many times, so many times that he can hardly remember them.

But he has never won once.

"You, lie down."

Chen Xiao said expressionlessly, and threw a punch with his right hand again.

A blue fist shadow was hit, and it hit Mo Kuan quickly.

Mo Kuan, who was preparing to strike with all his strength, was interrupted in an instant, and the magic power he had just gathered was also dispersed by a punch.

He fell to the ground again in a mess, lying on his back, looking very funny.

The internal injuries caused by two consecutive punches made him want to vomit blood, but he couldn't vomit it, so he could only hold it in.

This feeling was so frustrating.

Chen Xiao held back with these two punches, which could injure the opponent but would not cause too serious injuries.

After doing this, he avenged Moda, and the injustice in his heart dissipated.

He didn't want to get carried away by the momentary passion and cause some unnecessary trouble.

Standing behind Mo Kuan was the second elder of the Mo Jiao clan.