Chapter 294 Battle, Whetstone
"You actually found a dragon-turning monk as a scapegoat? Ridiculous!"
"No matter what means you have, you must die here today and be buried with the two princes!"
Xia Jiuyou's expression didn't change at all. With Mo Ling here, she didn't have to worry about anything. The people in front of her were just clowns.
Mo Ling laughed out loud, and even had the intention to tease Xia Jiuyou:
"It seems that I have become a nobody. Not to mention, it's quite interesting!"
Xia Jiuyou rolled her eyes at him angrily.
But it is indeed interesting. In Beidou, Mo Ling can be regarded as a famous celebrity all over the world. Basically, when he appears, everyone's eyes will be focused on him, but now the situation is reversed.
"Okay, if that's the case, then you have to at least show some ability. You can't be underestimated!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ling's figure suddenly disappeared, just like the world collapsed. A living person appeared here one moment, but disappeared without a trace the next moment. There was no aura fluctuation, and there was no change in the space. No matter how you look at it, I feel horrified.
The next moment, a scream came from the crowd.
"Ah~~~"
A strong man from the Sun God Cult suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart. Before he could react, his body was hit hard. A punch hit him. All the bones in his body were directly shattered, and his internal organs were reduced to pieces. Divine light emanated from the body, and numerous cracks appeared.
"Who!"
Seeing this, the strong men of the Sun God Cult quickly surrounded him, and the old man at the head shouted sharply.
Mo Ling appeared in the void again, his original position unchanged. Mo Ling sighed and said:
"It seems that the physical body is still not strong enough, and the strength is a little bit behind!"
His punch was pure physical strength, and he was a little disappointed that it didn't kill anyone.
But this was just what he thought, and in the eyes of others, Mo Ling became terrifying. With mysterious techniques, terrifying speed, and tyrannical physical strength, he directly beat a powerful man to serious injury with the pure physical power of a dragon. Dying is simply a nightmare.
Even compared to Mo Ling before, he is much stronger now. Even though he used the power of transforming into a dragon to kill powerful people like slaughtering dogs in Beidou, most of them used secret techniques and his own powerful background to crush them. In the past, it was difficult to achieve this level with a purely physical body.
Moreover, the power of his physical body is still sealed, and he only has the power of transforming into a dragon, which is even more incredible.
The faces of the powerful men in the void became solemn, and the eyes they looked at Mo Ling became fearful, and they no longer had the previous disregard.
They didn't see how Mo Ling disappeared and came to the strong man of the Sun God Cult, how he took action and how he returned to his original position. They didn't see it. The unknown was the biggest fear, which made them become confused. Be alert.
The two faced off for a while, and Jinwu suddenly sneered:
"It seems that you do have the ability to kill our prince, but these are not important anymore!"
"Since you dare to admit the crime of killing our prince, you will have to bear the wrath of our clan. It is just some heresy and has no effect in the face of absolute strength!" "Kill!"
Mo Ling almost laughed. Is even Kunpeng Jiji a heretic?Then there is no right way in this world.
The Golden Crow spread its wings, and a blazing sun rose from behind. The temperature of the surrounding world suddenly rose to a certain extent, and even the void became blurred.
Countless flames covered Mo Ling, and wherever they went, the void blurred, and the essence of heaven and earth burned directly into ashes, wrapping Mo Ling in the blink of an eye.
The other strong men followed closely behind, especially the strong men of the Sun God Cult, who were even more furious. The essence of the sun poured down, reflecting the flames of the Golden Crow, making it even more powerful.
In response, Mo Ling's eyes became sharp, his bones all over his body creaked, and a surge of fighting spirit disappeared into the void in the blink of an eye.
Standing at the juncture of time and space, Mo Ling's speed made it difficult to see his figure clearly among the crowd. There were screams everywhere he went. Only at this moment could he catch a vague trace of Mo Ling's figure. Afterimage.
Kunpeng is fast, Xingzimi is the fastest in the world. I am afraid that his speed alone has already reached the level of a Tao-slaying King. Coupled with Douzimi, he ranks first in attack.
For Mo Ling, this was a very simple battle. Douzi's secret method was turned to the extreme. With each palm, punch and kick, every part of the body turned into the most powerful weapon. Wherever he went, there was no one. enemy.
He is confirming the combat skills constructed in his mind, honing them in actual combat, and improving himself.
Yes, in Mo Ling's eyes, these people are his whetstones, comparing the countless terrifying attacks around him to hammers, and he is a weapon, forcing out impurities through constant tempering, that is, removing some The flashy things in battle kill with one blow at the fastest, most labor-saving and most tricky angle.
This is a bit like the secret arts and killing techniques practiced by the killer gods, but the two are fundamentally different. The killer works in secret, killing with one hit, or missing a hit and escaping thousands of miles away.
But he was fighting openly and honestly.
For example, in a battle, if someone punches you in front of your face, the normal approach is to dodge or block the punch and then fight back. In the case of a killer, you can't see the killer at all and run away if you are discovered. He wouldn't face this punch at all.
And his approach was very violent. When the punch came, he didn't hide or block it. He used faster and stronger fists to knock down the opponent first. Under his extreme control, even if the punch was far away from him, Not even a millimeter in front of my eyes will hit me.
This is his skill, which is very violent and domineering, but also very thrilling. If he encounters a strong person whose strength is not his, he may suffer a loss. If he hurts the enemy, he may also be injured.
However, he is still constantly learning, honing and improving such combat skills. The situation he expected will basically not happen.
But these people in front of him are destined to be unable to do it. How can people who can't even touch the corners of his clothes harm him? He is just using these people to practice.
As for the raging flames and sun essence fire that fill the sky, they can't even break through his physical body, so they can be ignored directly.
As the battle progressed, the screams of each strong man sounded in the ears like a nightmare, just like a horror game. How can you fight if you can't even touch the opponent's shadow?
With the fall of each powerful person, the offensive gradually weakened, and each strong person had the idea of escape. This is very incredible. After all, the opponent is just a strong dragon-turned-dragon. If they escape, they will become the entire Ziwei. The laughing stock.
This was what they had thought before, but now, if they continue to fight like this, no one here can escape, not even the strongest Golden Crow.
(End of this chapter)
"You actually found a dragon-turning monk as a scapegoat? Ridiculous!"
"No matter what means you have, you must die here today and be buried with the two princes!"
Xia Jiuyou's expression didn't change at all. With Mo Ling here, she didn't have to worry about anything. The people in front of her were just clowns.
Mo Ling laughed out loud, and even had the intention to tease Xia Jiuyou:
"It seems that I have become a nobody. Not to mention, it's quite interesting!"
Xia Jiuyou rolled her eyes at him angrily.
But it is indeed interesting. In Beidou, Mo Ling can be regarded as a famous celebrity all over the world. Basically, when he appears, everyone's eyes will be focused on him, but now the situation is reversed.
"Okay, if that's the case, then you have to at least show some ability. You can't be underestimated!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ling's figure suddenly disappeared, just like the world collapsed. A living person appeared here one moment, but disappeared without a trace the next moment. There was no aura fluctuation, and there was no change in the space. No matter how you look at it, I feel horrified.
The next moment, a scream came from the crowd.
"Ah~~~"
A strong man from the Sun God Cult suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart. Before he could react, his body was hit hard. A punch hit him. All the bones in his body were directly shattered, and his internal organs were reduced to pieces. Divine light emanated from the body, and numerous cracks appeared.
"Who!"
Seeing this, the strong men of the Sun God Cult quickly surrounded him, and the old man at the head shouted sharply.
Mo Ling appeared in the void again, his original position unchanged. Mo Ling sighed and said:
"It seems that the physical body is still not strong enough, and the strength is a little bit behind!"
His punch was pure physical strength, and he was a little disappointed that it didn't kill anyone.
But this was just what he thought, and in the eyes of others, Mo Ling became terrifying. With mysterious techniques, terrifying speed, and tyrannical physical strength, he directly beat a powerful man to serious injury with the pure physical power of a dragon. Dying is simply a nightmare.
Even compared to Mo Ling before, he is much stronger now. Even though he used the power of transforming into a dragon to kill powerful people like slaughtering dogs in Beidou, most of them used secret techniques and his own powerful background to crush them. In the past, it was difficult to achieve this level with a purely physical body.
Moreover, the power of his physical body is still sealed, and he only has the power of transforming into a dragon, which is even more incredible.
The faces of the powerful men in the void became solemn, and the eyes they looked at Mo Ling became fearful, and they no longer had the previous disregard.
They didn't see how Mo Ling disappeared and came to the strong man of the Sun God Cult, how he took action and how he returned to his original position. They didn't see it. The unknown was the biggest fear, which made them become confused. Be alert.
The two faced off for a while, and Jinwu suddenly sneered:
"It seems that you do have the ability to kill our prince, but these are not important anymore!"
"Since you dare to admit the crime of killing our prince, you will have to bear the wrath of our clan. It is just some heresy and has no effect in the face of absolute strength!" "Kill!"
Mo Ling almost laughed. Is even Kunpeng Jiji a heretic?Then there is no right way in this world.
The Golden Crow spread its wings, and a blazing sun rose from behind. The temperature of the surrounding world suddenly rose to a certain extent, and even the void became blurred.
Countless flames covered Mo Ling, and wherever they went, the void blurred, and the essence of heaven and earth burned directly into ashes, wrapping Mo Ling in the blink of an eye.
The other strong men followed closely behind, especially the strong men of the Sun God Cult, who were even more furious. The essence of the sun poured down, reflecting the flames of the Golden Crow, making it even more powerful.
In response, Mo Ling's eyes became sharp, his bones all over his body creaked, and a surge of fighting spirit disappeared into the void in the blink of an eye.
Standing at the juncture of time and space, Mo Ling's speed made it difficult to see his figure clearly among the crowd. There were screams everywhere he went. Only at this moment could he catch a vague trace of Mo Ling's figure. Afterimage.
Kunpeng is fast, Xingzimi is the fastest in the world. I am afraid that his speed alone has already reached the level of a Tao-slaying King. Coupled with Douzimi, he ranks first in attack.
For Mo Ling, this was a very simple battle. Douzi's secret method was turned to the extreme. With each palm, punch and kick, every part of the body turned into the most powerful weapon. Wherever he went, there was no one. enemy.
He is confirming the combat skills constructed in his mind, honing them in actual combat, and improving himself.
Yes, in Mo Ling's eyes, these people are his whetstones, comparing the countless terrifying attacks around him to hammers, and he is a weapon, forcing out impurities through constant tempering, that is, removing some The flashy things in battle kill with one blow at the fastest, most labor-saving and most tricky angle.
This is a bit like the secret arts and killing techniques practiced by the killer gods, but the two are fundamentally different. The killer works in secret, killing with one hit, or missing a hit and escaping thousands of miles away.
But he was fighting openly and honestly.
For example, in a battle, if someone punches you in front of your face, the normal approach is to dodge or block the punch and then fight back. In the case of a killer, you can't see the killer at all and run away if you are discovered. He wouldn't face this punch at all.
And his approach was very violent. When the punch came, he didn't hide or block it. He used faster and stronger fists to knock down the opponent first. Under his extreme control, even if the punch was far away from him, Not even a millimeter in front of my eyes will hit me.
This is his skill, which is very violent and domineering, but also very thrilling. If he encounters a strong person whose strength is not his, he may suffer a loss. If he hurts the enemy, he may also be injured.
However, he is still constantly learning, honing and improving such combat skills. The situation he expected will basically not happen.
But these people in front of him are destined to be unable to do it. How can people who can't even touch the corners of his clothes harm him? He is just using these people to practice.
As for the raging flames and sun essence fire that fill the sky, they can't even break through his physical body, so they can be ignored directly.
As the battle progressed, the screams of each strong man sounded in the ears like a nightmare, just like a horror game. How can you fight if you can't even touch the opponent's shadow?
With the fall of each powerful person, the offensive gradually weakened, and each strong person had the idea of escape. This is very incredible. After all, the opponent is just a strong dragon-turned-dragon. If they escape, they will become the entire Ziwei. The laughing stock.
This was what they had thought before, but now, if they continue to fight like this, no one here can escape, not even the strongest Golden Crow.
(End of this chapter)