Chapter 276 Seven Kills

Moke doesn't know what the seven kills in this world are, but the other party actually consumes the source and stimulates his own potential to perform. It can be seen that the power is strong, and I'm afraid it's his killer's means.

Although Wu Xingyun's top treasure weapon is extremely powerful, it can only be stimulated in a short time. The energy that needs to be consumed is too huge. The bitter fight will only get worse and worse, and it must be decided quickly.

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Standing in the air, Wu Xingyun's whole body came out of the sheath like a sword, and his sharpness was exposed, but there was an ancient and desolate sound in his mouth. Immediately, a sense of reckless ancientness and charm rose up.

Shake and worship the void devoutly, just like the ancient ancestors sacrificing to heaven.

"The mountains are towering and the sky is blue."

The huge voice was like singing. When it came out of his body, Wu Xingyun's body was like a thunder shot, and the roc spread its wings and suddenly attacked Moke. At the same time, the righteous rune sword in the palm was shining and rolling, which was much more powerful than just now. A sword was so wonderfully cut out, and suddenly there was a kind of subversion of rivers and mountains. The sky is changing, and the boundless trend has swept in with boundless vicissitudes!

Moke can't see any sword moves in this sword. Between rolling, it is a huge torrent, sword power, carrying infinite divine power, and the eternal rivers and mountains are all contained in it, crushing everything.

"Amitabha... What a powerful seven kills of heaven and earth, containing the general trend of heaven and earth, awesome!"

Faced with such a sword, Moke was stunned and urged the treasure monk's shoes with all his strength. His body was simply like an illusory shadow. He wandered through the void and was disillusioned. At the same time, he shook his hand, and a stream of Buddha's power swept away to resist this ferocious sword.

"Rumble..."

With a sword cut out, Moke's power of Buddha's power was destroyed. However, he finally resisted a little. Moke ran the treasure monk shoes with all his strength, walked freely in the wind, and wandered freely, like a dance in the void, dodged.

For Moke's undamaged blocking his sword, Wu Xingyun was not sad or happy, his face became colder and colder, and his body sang desolate ancient syllables again.

"The vast sea is vast..."

rumbling.....

Wu Xingyun swings the rune sword, and the dragon swings its tail. The void shakes and shakes. Suddenly, Moke feels a flower in front of him. The rune sword disappears, and a vast ocean emerges from the void. It is all-encompassing, the water vapor is strong, flooding the world, and the water is coming, and the disaster is destroyed!

Between heaven and earth, endless water surges, destroying everything and endless disasters.

A sense of oppression that was about to suffocate rose to Moke's heart, and he couldn't resist it. It seemed that the world had turned into a prison of water, and he was doomed not to get rid of it.

"Fifty avenues, forty-nine, escape one of them, and everything has a trace of vitality!" Moko's heart flashed, but under such oppression, he raised his senses.

Strong oppression is often the best catalyst for the rapid progress of strength. For example, Moke, who runs freely with all his strength, is bypassed by the touch, suddenly flashing, and a unique thinking and feeling lingers in the heart.

"Heaven and earth travel, I'm free!"

Under the huge pressure, Moke Xiaoyao made some breakthroughs again. Suddenly, he waved his wings like Kunpeng and waved straight to the nine heavens. He was free and free, and there was no imprisonment to trap him.

"Shuh..."

Moke stepped out continuously, and the breeze walked into a mysterious situation. It was so wonderful that he was really free and extraordinary. He walked in this surging sea of water vapor, like walking on the flat ground and stepping on a vast sea at any time.

"What! How can it be!"

Wu Xingyun, who has been cold and ruthless, is almost staring out at this moment, and it is no longer difficult to keep calm. The seven kills he obtained are rumored to be a powerful magic power in the flood and famine, and it is a magic spell that can only be stimulated by immortals. Each move will increase several times and become more and more powerful.

Even if it consumes the source and stimulates potential, Wu Xingyun can only use three moves at most. However, he used two moves in a row, and Moke was flat on the ground without any damage, which simply made him crazy.

"Wow!"

A large mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Wu Xingyun suddenly rippled an indescribable taste. his face was unprecedentedly dignified, and there was a long roar in his mouth.

"The emperor is majestic..."

In an instant, Moke felt that the world had collapsed, and the reckless power was suppressed. A vast sword light was magnificent and indescribably horrible, containing the majesty of the infinite emperor, majestic and magnificent, turning into an unparalleled and vast trend, containing the supreme power of the emperor and the supreme flavor of the emperor. Tao.

This sword is simply against the sky! It can be called a peerless and amazing sword!

Originally, Moke's face was indifferent, running freely, and there was an omnipotent charm that rippled in his heart. However, under the momentum of the collapse of everything and the majestic torrent of the emperor, his face couldn't help suddenly changed!

The general trend! Unstoppable!

With this idea unconsciously rising in his heart, Moke's eyes flashed resolutely and took a deep breath. In an instant, his face was without sadness or joy, and he fell into a pure state.

" Shura King Kong Heart!"

A happy look suddenly appeared on his face. Moke put his hands together and bloomed, like holding a lotus flower in his hand, blooming pieces. With infinite wisdom, he once again stimulated the round and smooth Shura heart in his body.

"Woo-woo..."

Endless sharpness and coldness, the fierce spirit of Gengjin surged out, cold and ruthless, containing a breath of destroying everything and cutting everything, overwhelming, with Moke as the center, sweeping all directions, and collided with the sword of the vast trend.

"Rumble..."

The two collided with each other and suddenly turned into a destructive storm. The void was cracked everywhere. This is the Temple of War. Among them, the void was originally very strong, but it was also torn, which showed how terrible the power was.

In this energy ripple, a dull pale cyan light surrounds, in which a scholar, it is Wu Xingyun, falls on the ground, spitting blood, and his eyes are dim, still unbelievable.

Three moves and seven kills were displayed. He already had a feeling that the lamp was exhausted, and his heart was full of a great horror, with a feeling of facing a peerless monster.

For a long time, Wu Xingyun has regarded himself as a genius. Among the young generation of Confucianism, only Jin Rilie can be compared with him. However, today he feels that he has met a real genius. No, it should be said that he is a monster!

Under the three swords that consumed the source and were enough to hit the general strength of the general combination period, Moke actually blocked it, and the last counterattack, the overwhelming spirit of killing Gengjin, made Wu Xingyun still tremble.

Rolling and sweeping everywhere, the horrible aftermath of the two's collision is fading, and under the protection of a precious protective spiritual weapon, Wu Xingyun is looking ahead in horror.

In the still raging ripples of energy, a golden figure, like an immortal King Kong, stepped out and shrank into an inch. He had come to the front of Wu Xingyun, unscathed, and it was Moko.

In fact, Moke is not completely unscathed. There is a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth and some injuries, but it is much better than Wu Xingyun.

"Amitabha... Donor, I don't know if I will continue?" With a faint smile, Moke smiled like a Buddha.