138 beat into a dead dog
138 beat into a dead dog
Mo Jian and Dongfang Shaoyang are one foot apart.
Tan Chiba and others stood ten feet away from them. Farther away, Zhong Tian, who was severely damaged by Mo Jian, still fainted in the local area and remained motionless.
Mo Jian's eyes were cold, and there was no expression on his face. The reason why he challenged Dongfang Shaoyang, the first-level soul, is naturally for revenge. Second, it is also necessary to completely absorb the magnificent vitality contained in the chaos and flesh and blood with a real battle.
He knew that Dongfang Shaoyang was very strong. The soul power is ninefold, and the higher the level, the greater the gap between each level. For example, from the great soul master to the soul master, there is a difference between whether the upper plane can be opened. From the soul to the soul, it is an obvious gap of ten times the mysterious airflow of the upper plane, and directly attack with the help of the great power of the upper plane!
But this can never stop Mo Jian's unparalleled confidence and determination at this moment!
Dongfang Shaoyang had a disdainful smile at the corners of his mouth. He could see that Mo Jian was very strong, otherwise he would not have been hit hard by Zhong Tian in a blink of an eye.
However, he knows better than Mo Jian the huge gap between the soul master and the soul.
Therefore, he never thought that Mo Jian could defeat or hurt himself.
"Big intake claws!"
Mo Jian snorted coldly. With the improvement of his cultivation again, today's big intake claws are as big as a small house. The knuckles on each finger are clearly visible, with a majestic and destructive atmosphere.
"Is that what it is?"
Dong Shaoyang smiled disdainfully and did not dodge. The five fingers of a large ingested claws firmly grasped his chest and back, and his body did not move at all. This grasp was safe and sound. Then he shot a red soul force all over his body, which hit the big claws fiercely and broke the thick knuckles.
"Mo Jian, let you see the power of my Asura!"
Dongfang Shaoyang sneered, and his whole body was full of soul power, and then turned into a violent storm, giving people a sense of roaring in an instant. An invisible airflow, as he gently pointed out, shot fiercely at Mo Jian's door at a faster speed than his eyes.
A strong sense of crisis made Mo Jian's whole body suddenly blow like a gloomy wind. With a subconscious move, the small teleportation holy method immediately unfolded, and his body was 30 meters away. Instead, he clearly saw an invisible momentum and suddenly passed through it. The black ground in the chaotic area was cut by this airflow, like a sharp sharp knife cut on the watermelon.
"It's a little interesting, but it's quite fast!" Dongfang Shaoyang sneered and pointed out his finger again. This time, he clicked three invisible airflows, one towards Mo Jian, and the other two directions to which Mo Jian may escape.
In any hit, Mo Jian will be injured if he dies.
This is the force of the Asura plane in the upper plane. Dongfang Shaoyang has reached the first level of the soul for a year and has been able to operate freely. Although what can be used now is still one millionth of the real power of Asura's power.
Mo Jian was shocked.
He has long known that soul practitioners can use the great power of the upper plane. Unexpectedly, the door of the upper plane opened by Dongfang Shaoyang is the Asura plane ranked among the top ten planes.
Asura is an extremely powerful race. It is rumored that the body of ordinary Asura is as tough as King Kong. The most powerful king of Asura can tear the world with one hand and directly attract violent space turbulence.
Even Qing Chan is full of praise for his good combat literacy, which is undoubtedly evident at this moment. The power of Asura of Dongfang Shaoyang is completely invisible, and there is no energy fluctuation between the shots. However, Mo Jian can rely on the sudden and completely different forces to find the suddenly changed air movement, so as to judge the scope of the attack.
Wh! Wheops! Wheops!
The three movements of the small teleportation holy method, Mo Jian's body first turned left, then then, and then suddenly came to the right. He changed the trajectory of the body three times, and advanced 120 meters in an instant. The power of the three Asuras failed, and cut three deep openings on the ground again, criscrossed vertically and horizontally.
"Five Taoist magic skills!" Mo Jian snorted coldly, and his body suddenly split into five. This door can divide itself into two, and has two strong soul skills that have not been used for a long time. Once again, Mo Jian clearly felt his unprecedented ability to control the four splits.
"Big intake claws!"
The four splits snorted coldly, and the four thick palms were now empty again. At a distance of 100 meters, it unexpectedly reached the head of Shaoyang in the east. In Dongfang Shaoyang's heart, he hummed coldly and did not avoid it. Four huge hands suddenly held it, leaving only a thick finger to poke his eyes fiercely.
Dongfang Shaoyang's face changed and roared: "Get out!"
Even if his soul power is deep, he can ignore Mo Jian's big intake claws with his own soul defense alone, but he dares not let this fierce finger poke his eyes.
A magnificent red soul power turned into a fog like a red cloud, which completely enveloped Dongfang Shaoyang's whole body. Four large intake claws were fiercely poked into the red clouds. The next moment, Dongfang Shaoyang's body had appeared 100 meters away.
Wh!
It's like a prophet. Mo Jian's unparalleled accuracy has been shot to his face at the moment when the Oriental Shaoyang appeared.
Dongfang Shaoyang's body twisted violently and twisted into a soft snake with an exaggerated margin. As soon as he shot in his ear, the violent strength had left a deep blood stain on his ear. This arrow shot quickly and fiercely 100 meters away, crashing into the ground and blowing up a large pit three feet in diameter.
The power of this arrow, whether talking about Chiba or Tang Tianshu, was secretly shocked. Mo Jian challenged Dongfang Shaoyang. Even if he talked about Chiba and Lin Feiyan, he would never be optimistic about him. They are very clear about the gap between the soul and the soul. The two took action, electric flint. When the power of Asura ejected by Dongfang Shaoyang even talked about Chiba's face changed greatly, Mo Jian completely dispelled their doubts with a precise stroke of strength.
It was not until this time that everyone found that Mo Jian dared to challenge was indeed incomparable self-confidence and powerful means.
The tingling on his ears made Dongfang Shaoyang completely angry and crazy. His hands were connected, and the power of Asura was like a ghost, moving like a mountain, and the black horn bow pulled out like a full moon.
Wheops! Wheops!
Mo Jian shot three arrows in one breath, one of which once pointed straight to Dongfang Shaoyang's face again. The other two arrows made a sudden explosion in the air. Even the invisible power of Asura was accurately judged by him, and these two arrows accurately intercepted the power of Asura.
Then, Mo Jian's body suddenly turned back four times and rose into the air, with big hands like hooks, fiercely grasping Dongfang Shaoyang's face.
Dongfang Shaoyang dodged again to overcome Ganggang. Mo Jian had come to his first three meters, and his big hand was three meters apart. Among them, the magnificent soul power had blown Dongfang Shaoyang's hair into a mess.
"Look for death!"
Dongfang Shaoyang shouted angrily, and his right hand was like electricity. For the first time, the soul power in the two bodies was really short-lived and collided solidly.
pedal!
The two of them stepped back three steps together. This time, the pure soul competition is actually comparable. Tang Tianshu and others were shocked and shocked when they saw it.
The soul power of a soul master is comparable to that of the soul. Who can believe it?
Mo Jian roared again and fought with Dongfang Shaoyang. The invisible and haunted power of Asura does bring him the most direct threat. So, he fought in close combat!
The four splits circled around, like hunters, and their claws were displayed from time to time.
The two first used soul skills. Mo Jian knew that he was definitely not as good as Dongfang Shaoyang. His fists burst out like rain, and 800 in an instant, and the attack was like a storm. Under such fierce oppression, Dongfang Shaoyang even ran his soul power to stimulate the soul skill, and he could not find such a short empty time. In desperation, he had no choice but to fight a rude and barbaric war with him.
pa pa pa pa!
In the scene of just half a cup of tea, their hands and legs collided at least 10,000 times. Dongfang Shaoyang's heart became more and more bitter. After such a fierce hand-to-hand struggle, both his arms and calves were almost numb. On the other hand, Mo Jian was like an iron man. The soul power of his soul realm hit him. It seemed to be nothing, and he didn't even frown.
Bang bang bang!
Another round of hand-to-hand fight, the two fought from the east to the west, from the south to the north, from Tang Tianshu as the head, all the way to Zhong Tiandu, who fainted on the ground in the distance, and turned back again. Mo Jian's mouth has oozed a trace of blood, and his cultivation is seven steps higher than him, and Dongfang Shaoyang, who crosses the gap of soul to the soul, and his face is pale.
In the extremely quiet plane chaotic area, only the applause of the two people's fierce collision can be heard.
Bang! Bang!
When Dongfang Shaoyang hit Mo Jian's chest with a strong straight fist, Mo Jian slapped him fiercely and also hit him on the shoulder.
The two of them retreated together.
Dongfang Shaoyang has great hatred in his heart. He fought hand-to-hand with Mo Jian, whose soul strength is not inferior to his own, and he can't give full play to his true strength at all. Between the mind's electric revolution, the body suddenly retreated straight back.
The four splits lurking like hunters took action together at this once-in-a-lifetime juncture. This time, they did not use big claws, but small infinite fingers, and every finger force shot into the eyes of Dongfang Shaoyang.
Dongfang Shaoyang's face changed, changed his direction, and rushed straight out again.
Starting from hand-to-hand combat, Mo Jian has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. He knows that the body that has been greatly refined and upgraded by chaos and flesh can't compete with Dongfang Shaoyang. The result of hand-to-hand combat was not to hurt the enemy, but to kill 800 of the enemy and hurt 1,000, which made him retreat.
Once you retreat, it is the time for your own King Kong hammer to make achievements.
The big diamond hammer is like a powerful Buddhist King Kong hovering in a fire dragon. After the cultivation climbed and the body was refined, the power of this style rose sharply again.
Dong Shaoyang's whole body was completely locked by the horrible breath of the King Kong hammer.
How can the speed of the King Kong hammer be compared with any body method?
Dongfang Shaoyang showed a color of fear in his eyes and tried his best to operate the power of Asura and all the soul power. While condensing a protective cover all over his body, he did not dodge and went straight up.
Before Mo Jian carefully calculated the power of this Great Diamond Hammer, there was no other way but to resist. Dodge was to die.
Boom!
The big diamond hammer first bombarded the soul power of Dongfang Shaoyang directly, turned to the momentum, bombarded his shield to pieces, and finally bombarded Dongfang Shaoyang as his chest.
Dongfang Shaoyang's whole body trembled and shot backwards like a sandbag.
Mo Jian smiled with a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth, and his body rose and fell like a rabbit. In the blink of an eye, he had reached Dongfang Shaoyang and drifted in front of the sky, punched him hard and hit him on the shoulder.
Dongfang Shaoyang's body fell straight down. Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Mo Jian appeared again. At this moment, he was like an incarnation of a ghost. He hit his knee fiercely and hit the waist of Dongfang Shaoyang again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Between Dongfang Shaoyang's body, Mo Jian grabbed his collar and hit him on his face, chest, nose and shoulders with an iron fist.
Dong Shaoyang, who had been punched dozens of times and could have trembled because of the pain coming from his body, was like a dead dog, but he was bombarded by Mo Jian's fist, with blood gushing in his mouth and dead gray in his eyes.
Bang!
Mo Jian threw his body on the ground fiercely, carrying his hands to the ground, and turned to step on Dongfang Shaoyang's bloody face, like a god-killing face.