Chapter 14 Arm

At this moment, Mo Shoucheng saw it clearly.

The foreign body is like a figure growing in the dark. It was the position of the left arm, but it was replaced by this foreign body. The long foreign body made a sensational crackling sound, in which the foreign body twisted, contracted, deformed, and finally turned into an ordinary arm.

And the man finally showed his appearance.

This man dressed in clothes is no different from the three practitioners who died under him. Only his belt is different, which is a dark black color. He looked in his thirties and had several tattoos on his face, which looked ferocious. But the man's eyes were indifferent, as if he was not killing people just now, but pinched a few ants.

Mo Shoucheng stared at his bleeding left arm and asked in a low voice, "Why, why did you kill them?" Aren't you with them?"

"Waste, damn it." The sound seemed to be mechanical. The practitioner who appeared in the shadow gently shook his left hand and then dropped his eyes on Mo Shoucheng's face.

"Infancy."

It's not like a question, but more like a statement. This man looked at Mo Shoucheng's eyes without sadness or joy, as if he were looking at the dead.

But Mo Shoucheng also knows that the other party is not good and is definitely a tricky role. As he adjusted his Yuanying's breathing and tried to reach the most perfect peak, he asked in a low voice, "Who are you and why did you kill me? I have no grudge against you. Why?!"

"It's a...mission." This mechanical sound sounded at the same time as the movement of the arm. Mo Shoucheng's spirit moved, immediately pointed his feet, flew up, unfolded the true secret of the sword, and attacked the other party.

Since you can't communicate with the other party, it's better to do it first!

At the moment when Mo Shoucheng jumped from the ground, the opponent's arm also stretched out again, poured straight into the ground, and broke out of the ground from the position where Mo Shoucheng stood before.

In the dust, Mo Shoucheng didn't think about it. He twisted his body slightly in the air, saw the momentum of the arm, and put his toes on his arm a little harder. Unexpectedly, it was to use the strength of the other party's blow to accelerate.

Mo Shoucheng made a good calculation, but he didn't expect the other party's arm to be like a dragon. Twisting in the air, he not only avoided his light foot, but also opened his five fingers with his backhand, grabbed his naked feet, and dragged him down in the air!

Mo Shoucheng had no way to borrow his strength in the air, and he fell very awkwardly, and half of his body hurt. But after all, he didn't hurt his muscles and viscera. He turned over and got up. The first thing he did was to wave his sword and cut the arm that grabbed his bare feet.

I didn't want to wave this Zhenyuan's sword, but it was still the same as before, only making a dull sound. Shanshui Sword only wiped a spark on the machine arm, and there was not even a mark left. Mo Shoucheng was secretly surprised - I really don't know what material this arm is made of!

The way of practicing together with the organ is extensive and profound. At this time, Mo Shoucheng has entered the Yuanying period, which can be regarded as a small success. And his discipline attainment is also extremely high in terms of his age. Although he also knew that the machine art was a means of fighting in the immortal and demon way, he really saw it at this time and felt that there was no way to start.

The other party did not pay attention to his idea. Although he grabbed Mo Shoucheng naked, there was no barb on the palm of his hand, and he could not cause substantial damage to Mo Shoucheng for a while. However, the man's cultivation was also extremely high. As soon as he showed his figure, he bullied him and turned his right hand into a fist, turning into a fist shadow all over the sky.

Seeing that the other party was going to fight with him, Mo Shoucheng was relieved and immediately stopped thinking about cutting off the arm. He only stabilized the lower plate, unfolded the flying sword, woven layers of sword nets, and responded calmly.

For a moment, the two had sword fists and fists, like wind bells waving, and the crisp sound continued to ring.

It's just that Mo Shoucheng is more and more frightened. Although his good water flying sword is not a spiritual weapon grade, it can also belong to the boutique category among magic weapons. Why does it make a sound of gold and iron with the other party's flesh palm?

And he also saw that his opponents in front of him were generally cultivated in the Yuanying period, but he had just rushed into the early stage of Yuanying, and his opponents were at least at the medium-term level. Moreover, the other party's fist is flexible, but after all, he only used one hand. With the true secret of the sword in one hand and the Qianyuan palm in the other hand, he failed to take advantage of such a close combat!

Of course, although the other party is higher than Mo Shoucheng in the middle stage, the two are in the same realm and have a considerable understanding of the use of power, and there is no qualitative difference. However, Mo Shoucheng cultivated into the Yuanying period with the peak power of the later incarnation. After the small disaster, he did not suffer any damage, so he was far superior to the other party at this time. Although it is currently in a state of evenness, if this battle continues to drag on, the final advantage will slowly be inclined to the side of Mo Shoucheng.

Mo Shoucheng does not rush to attack or take risks. He only fights steadily and makes moves. The two were so close, and the facial expressions of both sides changed, and their eye movements were clear. At this time, Mo Shoucheng found a trace of anxiety on the expressionless face of the other party.

is anxiety.

Aware of this change, Mo Shoucheng suddenly took a twelve-point spirit, further narrowed the offensive, and turned the focus into defense. Of course, his opponent knows his changes, but even if he knows, there is nothing he can do about it.

So the other party became more and more anxious.

At this moment, Mo Shoucheng suddenly felt naked, and he was ready for this moment. At the moment when he felt that the other party let go of his hand and untied the shackles of both sides at the same time, Mo Shoucheng immediately began to walk the scale method and retreated more than ten feet directly!

And at the moment he retreated, countless inverted thorns appeared on the other party's arm, protruding from the ground like a long whip, stretching a few inches in the air and smashing down on Mo Shoucheng's head.

But without restraint at this time, Mo Shoucheng is best at the twists and turns of walking the scales. How can he be hit by this clumsiness?

He released his flying sword, operated with his right sword finger, turned into a blue light sword, wrapped around the opponent who manipulated the machine arm, and wandered around the other party, but he only relied on the scale method to avoid the shadow of the machine arm.

At this time, the situation is different. Between the opening and closing of Mo Shoucheng's sword, the good water flying sword is full of brilliance, and the sword is close to the other party for about an inch, teaching him to be in a hurry. However, the movement of the machine arm is too big, and it can't keep up with the speed of honesty, let alone flexibility.

One side looks a little embarrassed, but the other side is more comfortable.

At this time, if Mo Shoucheng wants to escape, it's just a matter of thinking about it. But he was first chased and killed by three practitioners, and now he was entangled by this man with a machine arm as a weapon. How could he not be curious about such strange things?

What's more, he really doesn't know in his heart - if he doesn't make it clear the context of the matter, whether he will continue to be chased and killed, and whether he will meet a more difficult opponent!

Although it is gradually prevailing, if you can capture the other party and force yourself to know what you want to know, Mo Shoucheng also knows that this is almost impossible. But it's almost impossible, and it doesn't mean it's impossible - at least give it a try!

While the opponent raises his arm again, he intends to hit his instantaneous time straight from top to bottom. Mo Shoucheng's method operated to the limit and drew a "zhi" trajectory. The whole person was like a green dragon coming out of the water, with a sword in his right hand and Qianyuan in his left hand, attacking the opponent at the same time! Shanshui Sword took the other party's chest and abdomen, but Qianyuan's palm was imprinted on the other party's shoulder. That was exactly where the machine arm was connected to the other party as estimated by Mo Shoucheng!

The opponent's right hand crossed and held the Shanshui flying sword, but the left arm was too long to be taken back anyway, so he could only try to dodge sideways. However, Mo Shoucheng Qianyuan's palm changed halfway, and his arm had been turned into a palm knife and cut off horizontally.

"Hmm!" Never dodge this palm, the other party snorted, and his body was pressed by the strong power from Mo Shoucheng's palm and suddenly tilted. How could Mo Shoucheng let go of this opportunity? His right hand immediately let go of the manipulation of the good water sword, turned it into a heavy fist, hit it hard, and hit the other party's unavoidable chest and abdomen, and the moon broke out!

This set of offensives is full of water, and the combination of body, sword, palm and fist is really amazing.

"You lost!" Mo Shoucheng shouted angrily, and his footwork changed. He drew a semicircle in place. With this strength, his left elbow hit the other party's chest fiercely.

was hit head-on by this force, and the other party could no longer support his body. He was blown away, and even a few steps back could not offset the strength. Finally, he spewed out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground.

Mo Shoucheng captured the dragon vigorously and sucked up the Shanshui flying sword from the ground and held it in the palm of his hand. The flying sword raised and pointed the blade to the fallen opponent: "Say! Why on earth did you attack me?"

The other party fell to the ground, and the murderous intention in his heart gradually dissipated, and the deep red pupils gradually returned to normal.

But at this moment, suddenly there was a melodious sound of flute, which sounded from nowhere.

The sound is neither low nor hasty, as light as running water and as light as fallen leaves. But it is always a little desolate and ethereal. The sound of the flute is melodious, from far to near, and from near to far. For a time, it seemed that this low complaint echoed all over the mountains.

Mo Shoucheng was stunned.

How can't he hear that this fool is also a trueist? If the true element is not condensed in the rhythm, how can it cause such an effect? But he released his spiritual knowledge to visit around, but he still couldn't find the flute.

At the moment when he lost his mind, the mysterious enemy, who was paralyzed on the ground and seriously injured, lit up his eyes, circled his arm and stabbed from the back of Mo Shoucheng! It's like silently piercing the previous two scattered practitioners.

Although this mysterious enemy is a sneak attack, Mo Shoucheng has seen that his machine arm is strange and has been careful for a while. And distracting is only an instantaneous thing. How can it be eaten by this trick at this time? He didn't even look back, just one step to his left hand and dodged the attack.

"It's useless. Although your arm is strange and changeable, the speed is too far from dexterity."

At this moment, the inverted thorn on the machine arm emerged again - suddenly, like countless acupuncture hidden weapons, shot out from the machine arm and stabbed all over Mo Shoucheng's body!