046 big empty hand
046 empty hand
The fourth-order soul weapon copper hammer is still three feet above the top of his head. The horrible breath and the amazing power contained in it make Mo Jian's whole body seem to be cutting countless sharp knives endlessly.
Xiaozhuang's great soul master's seventh-order cultivation, his fourth-order soul weapon long gun, as powerful as a dragon, stabbed Mo Jian's thigh into a blood hole.
This is still under the premise that Mo Jian wears the fourth-order soul weapon treasure blue soft armor and has a strong defense!
If there is no Baolan soft armor, this shot can definitely destroy one leg of Mo Jian!
And the middle-aged man who has reached the eighth level of the great soul master, the fourth-order soul weapon bronze hammer in his hand is more powerful than 50% than Xiaozhuang!
Mo Jian knows that if this hammer is bombarded above his head, it will definitely turn his body into debris!
The attack of the two great soul masters was countless times more dangerous than the more than 6,000 golden ring snakes on that day!
"With Gang Kegang!"
Mo Jian, who didn't care about the severe pain in his thighs, roared loudly. When his body could not move, he tried his best to blow out with his fist.
This is a powerful archery skill, which can only be shot out at this critical moment.
Shenhai and Zhihai trembled in an instant, and a red fire dragon directly bombarded out of their arms and greeted them fiercely. This type of rigid is not burst out in a straight line, but diagonally facing up. No matter how powerful he is, Mo Jian will never dare to use his palm to fight against the fourth-order soul weapon that has been saved by the eighth level of the great soul master.
He wants to slightly block the situation at the moment when his life is in danger, give himself a chance to breathe, and avoid the heavy hammer hitting his head.
"Boom..."
The red fire dragon just bombarded, which could hit the end of the fourth-order soul weapon copper hammer with the momentum of thunder, and immediately turned into a red light. It rushed out and blasted the wall more than ten meters away into a two-meter wide pit.
The momentum of the speed of the copper hammer is slightly hindered!
At this impregnable moment, Mo Jian's body was like a tuna shuttling through the water, sweeping straight out a meter and a half.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the copper hammer solidly bombarded Mo Jian's position, directly blasting out a deep pit, and the whole restaurant collapsed in an instant and turned into ruins.
"A small soul master can even force his cold gold hammer. With this reaction speed alone, he is definitely a genius among geniuses!" A cruel smile appeared in the eyes of middle-aged people.
"My favorite thing is to kill genius in the cradle. Any of us can smash you into scum, let alone join hands. It's just an appetizer, boy, you can't escape today!"
The long gun in Xiaozhuang's hand is like a soft python, bending and swinging along his slightly undulating arms.
"Five Taoist magic skills!"
Mo Jian roared, and his body instantly turned five. This method can not only double his physical skills but also double his cultivation, which is equivalent to two Mo Jian's fifth-level soul skills, which is already his strongest attack in addition to the ten strategies of the Qing Emperor.
A large master, in the hands of the four splits, each holding a black arrow.
Although he knows that the probability of escaping from the 7th and 8th-level strong man of the great soul master is almost zero, Mo Jian is still not timid at all.
It's not that easy to kill me!
"It's a little interesting!"
Xiaozhuang and the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed at the same time. The next moment, the two strode through the ruins and stepped out seven or eight meters in one step, which was obviously an extremely profound flight technique. Two fourth-order soul weapons, one like a snake, turned into a black airflow in a crazy bend. A meteorite that fell from the sky holds a terrible power that is enough to bombard everything into scum.
Five Mo Jian is in five directions, and each throws arrows in his hand with all his strength.
He has been arching for many years and doesn't need a bow. He throws it empty-handed, which is also very accurate.
In an instant, at least fifty or sixty arrows shot into the eyes of the two people quickly. To deal with this kind of cultivation, even if the other party does not wear a defensive soul weapon, it is impossible to shake it alone.
Only the most fragile eyes are the only possibility to make achievements.
"Papa!"
At least 20 or 30 arrows shot at Xiaozhuang were shaken by the long gun in his hand at least one or twenty times in a moment, and each arrow was directly broken.
The cold gold hammer in the middle-aged man's hand suddenly seemed to have a strong suction, and all the arrows were glued to the copper hammer, and the next moment turned into a flame and disappeared.
"Eacon's little skill!"
The arrows threw by hand can't get close to the two gold killers!
All this only happened in the blink of an eye. Mo Jian knows more than anyone the limited power of these arrows. It can't even hurt the eighth-level iron two-hei. How can it hurt two high-level soul masters who are many times stronger than iron two blacks!
Five or sixty arrows, just to attract their attention and slightly prevent them from moving forward.
"Wo!"
The four splits separated by the five magic skills suddenly rushed to the two people desperately. At the same time, the black-horn bow appeared in Mo Jian's hand, and the curved bow was filled with a violent breath, and the sharp arrows were full of red rushes.
This is the first time that Mo Jian has urged all the essence, spirit, spirit and power he can exert! This arrow has driven all his potential in his life to the limit!
The third-order soul master's cultivation is 80,000 soul lines in the divine sea, trembling and twisting!
This is also the first time that before an arrow is shot, the arrow body has already had a stirring momentum and power!
"Boom!"
At an unprecedented speed, this arrow penetrates the air and produces a fine ripple like a water wave, directly to the small village with slightly inferior cultivation!
Xiaozhuang smiled disdainfully, and the long gun in his hand had stabbed Mo Jian's two bodies like a poisonous snake. When Gangke just bombarded the door in the blink of an eye, Xiaozhuang's face suddenly changed.
This arrow made him feel a powerful threat. If you don't resist it, you will definitely be injured and even hit hard!
How can the attack of a soul master hurt himself?
This idea flashed quickly in Xiaozhuang's heart, and the tip of the arrow shot from the extremely accurate thorn of the gun.
"Boom!"
The two huge forces intersect solidly and emit a huge explosion. When the terrible impact is Boden, all the ruins within five meters of the restaurant will be gathered, just like a strong wind and blowing clean.
Xiaozhuang's face turned red and his body stepped back half a step. And the wooden arrow directly turned into fine wood chips and disappeared without a trace.
"Wo! Wheops! Wheops!"
Mo Jian blasted out three types in one breath to overcome Gang, and each arrow pointed straight to Xiaozhuang's face.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After three fierce collisions in a row, Xiaozhuang's body has retreated more than ten meters, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. He has been seriously injured under the extremely rapid and fierce bombardment.
The soul power in Mo Jian's divine sea was also drained again by these four types, and his whole body was soft and had no strength at all.
Then his body trembled violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant.
The four splits of Xiaozhuang and middle-aged people temporarily provided a cover for Mo Jian to perform Yigang Kegang. However, he did not attack the two splits of the middle-aged man and rushed to the middle-aged man. Even if they used the small teleportation holy method, they were directly killed by the bronze hammer in his hand!
The four splits are originally transformed by the five Taoist magic skills, which contain Mo Jian's essence, qi, spirit and power.
The two bodies were destroyed. At the same time, Mo Jian was severely damaged, and the remaining two splits also disappeared, and the five magic skills could no longer be used.
The fierce battle of less than half a cup of tea, coupled with the bleeding injury on his thigh, completely made Mo Jian lose the strength to fight again.
"It's a little interesting, the little soul master can actually force me!"
Xiaozhuang's eyes were cruel, and his face had returned as usual. No matter how powerful he is, he can't resist the huge level gap, not to mention that he still has a fourth-order soul weapon in his hand!
Mo Jian's mouth surged blood, but roared: "The so-called great soul master, the so-called black shadow gold medal killer, is nothing more than that! Whoever wants to take my life will pay the price!"
The green crystal shines brightly in the palm of his hand, and the withered soul line in the divine sea is thriving rapidly. This is a soul crystal that can restore soul power in a short time!
"There is still a soul crystal. It seems that this boy's family is not bad!" The middle-aged man's voice is full of cats playing with rats.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the cold gold hammer in his hand hit down like a hill.
The smell of terror has completely locked Mo Jian!
Mo Jian tried his best to run forward, but the eighth-level soul master took the full blow of the fourth-order soul weapon, which was not idle.
"Kka!"
Mo Jian tried his best to avoid it, and finally let him escape the fatal blow to the head. The hammer hit him firmly on his right shoulder.
At the moment when the hammer hit the right shoulder, the fourth-order soul weapon sapphire blue soft armor raised a thick sapphire blue protective cover.
The shield instantly turned into shatter.
Mo Jian only felt numbness in his right shoulder, and then there was a sharp pain, and then he could no longer feel the existence of his right shoulder!
"Good boy, this is not dead!" The middle-aged man sneered and hit it with another hammer.
"Sun Laoer, leave me a credit. Killing this boy is also my share!"
Xiaozhuang shouted loudly, and the long gun in his hand was like a poisonous dragon, stabbing Mo Jian's throat.
"If you want me to die, you have to cushion your back! "Animal bag!"
Mo Jian roared. Under such a terrible injury, he still took out the beast bag snatched from Hua Xiaotiao's hand.
Even if he doesn't know the number and cultivation of soul beasts, this is the only way he can revenge on the enemy before he dies!
"What a bloody teenager!"
A cold voice without any emotion suddenly came from the sky, and a big hand like a hill suddenly poked out at a speed that no one could imagine. A moment ago, the hand was still between the clouds. By the next moment, this hand had arrived in front of Mo Jian.
It is a hand with exposed blue veins, the back of the hand is particularly wide, but the fingers are a little short. It's just that it's at least ten times bigger than the palm of a normal person.
"Cock..."
Whether it was the cold iron gold hammer in the middle-aged man's hand or the long gun in Xiaozhuang's hand, he was grabbed by this hand and gently pinched, and the two fourth-order soul weapons directly turned into a pile of broken copper and iron.
The middle-aged man and Xiaozhuang ran wildly with blood and fell five meters away.
Mo Jian was about to untie the left hand of the beast bag, which was clenched by an iron hoop-like force, and his right arm was difficult to move. Then, Mo Jian's body was gently grasped by this big hand and disappeared in a gathering restaurant that had become a pool of ruins.
"Big empty hand!"
There was a shocking exclamation from Mo Jian's thoughts.