Chapter 149 Miserable

A thunderbolt suddenly shot in the air and hit it directly on the thunder sword. The dense runes on the sword shined, and the thunder sword absorbed all the thunderstorms that kept sweeping.

Mu Chen, who kept retreating, suddenly resisted the huge force of Fu Jiao. The thunder sword suddenly waved out, and the endless silver electric sound condensed into a huge crescent. Even Fu Jiao could not resist the terrible power. He was shaken back hundreds of meters in the air, gritted his teeth tightly, and said coldly, "Who are you!"

The old man of Muchen's third-class soul realm has long seen that the combat effectiveness he has exerted is amazing. Even so far, Fujiao has not benefited at all.

The thunder sword in Mu Chen's hand is still constantly absorbing the power of thunder and lightning. The thunder sword makes a 'crack' sound, and the sword body condenses more and more thunder and lightning, as if the mythical beast that has been sleeping for thousands of years finally sees the sun again and is ready to make a scene.

"Who am I and what do I have to do with you?" Mu Chen said coldly that with his already arrogant personality and the appearance after transformation, there was a kind of proud meaning in his tone.

"Papa, Papa, Papa, Papa!"

The white skeleton at the top of the skeleton blood stick in Fujiao's hand shook itself, and the upper and lower rows of teeth kept closing and opening, as if they were about to be resurrected, which was very horrible.

"Haha, arrogant boy, your strength is good, but you did find the wrong opponent today." While talking, the skeleton staff in Fujiao's hand suddenly stretched several times, and the skeleton was wrapped in a circle of dark green smoke. The staff was like a huge hammer, dancing in the old man's hand.

Mu Chen glanced disdainly at the other party's appearance and rushed forward. The thunder sword in his right hand was wrapped in thousands of thunder and lightning, which was amazingly powerful.

The gas released by the skeleton at the top of the skeleton blood stick seemed to solidify and hit the body of the sword. The dark green fog did not dissipate. Instead, the power of thunder and lightning on the thunder sword weakened a little.

However, the thunder and lightning that passed on the thunder sword was hit by a thunderbolt in the blink of an eye, and it was replenished again and cut out again.

The two hit each other with weapons in the air like this. It seems that Mu Chen has a little advantage. There will always be endless thunder and lightning on the thunder sword, but every time they affect the thunder and lightning in the air, it requires great consumption. After all, it is only a third-class soul realm. On the contrary, the rich scorch, the breath is not chaotic, and the blood stick in their hands are even more powerful.

"Old man, go to hell!" Mu Chen suddenly shouted, and the thunder sword was raised high and pointed straight to the sky. The sky became dark in an instant. Thick dark clouds covered the sun with a trace of thunder and lightning. However, this time, there was no thunder and lightning directly on the body of the sword, but kept accumulating in the thick clouds.

Fu Jiao's eyes widened. He never thought that a little ghost in a third-class soul would have such strength, but under this frightened face, he showed an unnoticed strange smile.

While stirring up thunder, Mu Chen's face has also become extremely pale. For Mu Chen now, the consumption is so great that he can only barely control it.

The next moment, Mu Chen's thunder sword, which had been holding high, suddenly fell, and a sound sounded hundreds of miles around. Tens of thousands of thunder and lightning poured down, as if the sparks had just been stirred up, as if the flowing water of the waterfall poured down, all hit the old figure.

The old man had no defense and did not dodge. Instead, he looked excitedly at the scene around him, as if he was just an outsider in this shocking battle, as if the target of thousands of thunder and lightning was not himself, and he was enjoying the magnificent thunder and lightning changes.

Thousands of thunder and lightning poured down and hit the old man's body. The speed of thunder and lightning came in the blink of an eye, and when the thunder touched the old man's body, Mu Chen showed a trace of panic.

Fu Jiao's body turned into a dark black pus in the heavy hit of thunder and lightning. Under the bombardment of thunder and lightning, it evaporated and disappeared in an instant. Mu Chen suddenly turned his head. Sure enough, the person just now was just a phantom condensed with poison, but his real body stood quietly after Mu Chen's back, showing a terrible smile.

The thunder sword quickly raised and wanted to control the thunder again, but the skeleton blood stick collided with the thunder sword again. The skeleton at the top of the blood rod suddenly opened its mouth and tightly bit the body of the thunder sword.

Mu Chen only felt a cold air from the body of the sword, and he couldn't help shivering. At this time, he found that the slight electric sound on the thunder sword in his hand completely disappeared, became dull, and the sensation of thunder all disappeared.

"The weapon after being bitten by my skeleton blood stick, no matter what kind of magic soldier, will lose all spirituality. Your strength just now seems to be based on this sword. It seems that this battle can be declared over." Fu Jiao sneered and put his left hand on Mu Chen's throat.

And Mu Chen did not give up. Since the thunder sword was not used, he quickly withdrew the sword into his body, and the two energies on his right arm began to vibrate violently, stirring up a strong whirlwind for a moment, which actually shocked Fu Jiaosheng away.

"Tai ancient. Magic Fist!" Mu Chen roared angrily, and the purple and gold mixed energy bombarded out and hit Fu Jiao. The latter did not expect that Mu Chen would have such a move, but he was not afraid. The skeleton blood stick in his hand suddenly disappeared, and then a dark green light appeared on the old man's body, and the white skeleton armor was tightly wrapped in front of him.

The ancient magic fist hit Fu Jiao's chest directly. The latter hummed, and the skeleton armor in his chest also cracked a silk gap. His face became ferocious because of pain, but it seemed that there was nothing serious.

"It's really unexpected. Such profound laws are emerging one after another. It's a pity to die in my hands at a young age." With that, a trace of white light appeared under his feet, and the feet wrapped in thick skull armor suddenly kicked Mu Chen's chest. His strength was amazing. Mu Chen almost fainted and resisted not letting his consciousness disappear, but still spit out a mouthful of blood.

Fujiao's attack did not stop. His strong fists and feet kept hitting Mu Chen's body. After wrapping him with 'skull blood armor', his strength and speed increased more than ten times. This was also Fu Jiao's famous stunt. Even he did not expect that he would use his skills to such a little ghost today.

Under the fierce attack of the other party, Mu Chen was powerless to fight back and full of blood. If he hadn't kept his eyes open, he would have been no different from the dead.

Finally, after being hit hard on the head, his eyes, which were not closed, finally closed tightly and fell weakly. At this time, Fu Jiao did not continue to pursue. Under his strong attack, he did not think that Mu Chen would survive. He sighed, and the skeleton blood armor gradually faded, obviously maintaining this The state also consumed a lot of him, and he couldn't help saying to himself, "Damn kid, I didn't expect to take so much effort. At this age, I hope that no one will come to trouble me after killing you. Things inland this day are really getting more and more weird."

Mu Chen lay quietly in a forest, and his clothes had been broken. ** his upper body was covered with blood stains, broken bones, torn muscles, but with a faint breath.

On the haggard face, the eyes have not been opened for a long time. Under the cover of the dense forest, there is no sunshine here. The slight breeze keeps blowing the cold body, and the breathing is gradually weak.

Purple, red blood scattered on the ground, and the hair on the head has already turned black. Occasionally, some mountain beasts passed by. When they wanted to walk in as food, they smelled purple blood and fled in a hurry.

After a giant python swam around Mu Chen's body a few times, it finally stopped hesitating and rushed over, and its sharp teeth injected the cold poison into Mu Chen's body.

Coincidentally, it was this cold poison that made Mu Chen suddenly open his eyes. After releasing the venom, the python just wanted to enjoy this 'big meal'. Seeing Mu Chen open his eyes, his huge body couldn't help retreating back and looked at the man with fear, with a trace of curiosity in his eyes.

Mu Chen looked at the python close at hand and wanted to stand up, but this pair of body did not listen to his command at all. Except for the severe pain that made him no longer sleep, the rest of the help could not help.

The python saw that Mu Chen did not move and was a little curious, but still did not dare to come forward. Then he turned around, and the python turned into a rather beautiful girl. The python had obviously cultivated into a demon.

Mu Chen was much relieved to see this. He just wanted to speak, but he found that after the corners of his mouth opened and closed, he did not make a sound.