Unparalleled Heavenly Lord - Chapter 922

[Chapter 921]

Shen Tuqiong raised his hand and waved it in the direction in front of him.

A fiery red energy flew out of his hands, like a hot flame flying up, colliding with the silver sword light falling from the sky, and there was a chi chi sound immediately.

The silver blade gas instantly melted and dissipated in the air.

“Death!”

Shen Tuqiong made an icy voice, and his body rose into the air. If he could choose, he would not challenge Mo Xing, but he had no choice.

Now that he has challenged, he must kill Mo Xing. Even if he uses the secret method, he must use that special talisman, no matter how big the sequelae is.

Otherwise, there is only one end to defeat, and that is death.

Shen Tuqiong changed from holding the knife with one hand to holding the knife with both hands.

The hot flame above the long knife flickered, the raging fire burned, and the long knife slashed through the void, as if igniting all the space around it, leaving a clear burning trace in the air.

The long knife has not yet fallen, and the fiery breath has come.

On the ground where Mo Xing stood, the floor suddenly became hot under this scorching high temperature, like a burning soldering iron.

Suddenly, a sense of suffocation struck, and the oxygen in the surrounding air seemed to be evacuated instantly at this moment.

A huge flame burst out in front of him.

The flames soared into the sky, and the air around it was constantly fluctuating. The hot flames seemed to burn the entire ring.

“It’s flashy.”

Mo Xing stepped out with his feet on the ground one after another. From a distance, he seemed to be stepping on seven stars. His figure looked very mysterious, and he appeared in the distance in a few steps.

Shen Tu Qiong fell heavily with a knife and slashed on the ring.

The flaming long knife came into contact with the arena, and immediately made a terrifying sound like the fall of a catastrophe. Where the long knife fell, the arena burst apart, and the arena that was strong enough to withstand Hou Jing’s attack was completely broken under this blow. There are two sections, and there are rough melting marks at the crack.

A terrifying heat wave formed a straight line, rushing towards the outside of the ring all the way.

Around the arena, the expressions of the four judges changed drastically, their hands pressed tightly on the edge of the arena, and pure spiritual energy poured into the arena frantically.

Around the arena, a translucent light curtain rose up, covering the entire arena.

The flame breath of Shen Tuqiong’s blow slammed into the light curtain.

In an instant, the light oscillated wildly, and cracks like spider webs emerged from the light curtain, and hormones spread. In a blink of an eye, the entire light was covered with cracks.

In just two breaths, the light curtain shattered, and the impact continued to rush outward.

In addition to one light curtain, a second light curtain rose.

The next moment, the light curtain shook violently again, and obvious cracks appeared on the light curtain.

“It can’t be broken through! This second light curtain is the last line of defense. Once the second light curtain is broken, the attack will fall, and it will definitely hurt the people around.”

The faces of the four referees in charge of the arena suddenly flashed . With a red light, the spiritual energy gushing out of the body became more and more intense.

As the spiritual energy continued to flow out of the four people’s bodies, the second light curtain became brighter and brighter, and for a while, the ray of light was victorious, and the obvious cracks were gradually repaired.

Finally, the hot flame breath gradually dissipated, and the light curtain returned to calm.

All around, everyone’s strengths took a breath. Fortunately, they finally blocked the attack of this flame, otherwise they would all suffer.

“No… I still have to step back!”

“This is just the beginning of the battle, and I’m afraid it will become more intense in a while.”

“Wang Jing is really incomparable to Hou Jing, let’s step back.”

Below the arena, everyone looked at the second light curtain that was almost broken, and retreated one by one toward the rear.

On the arena, Shen Tuqiong slashed with a knife. Although Mo Xing was not injured, his face still looked like he was winning. The arena was completely ignited by this knife, and the flaming flames rolled and rushed around. .

A cruel smile appeared on Shen Tuqiong’s face, hide? To see how long he can hide, the flame can continue until it occupies the entire ring.

In this flame, Mo Xing must always wrap his body with aura, otherwise even if he is a king now, he will be burned to ashes. Controlling the aura, the aura used to fight will inevitably weaken, and there is only one dead end.

The other way is to fly, but that is equivalent to his own living target.

In this battle, Silent will lose.

This is the terrifying part of the flaming talisman that he casts. The most terrifying thing is not to increase the aura, but to make the flame hotter and more violent.

Mo Xing looked at Zhi Yan who flew in front of him in a blink of an eye, his palm loosened, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground.

The moment the long knife made contact with the ground, the long knife changed rapidly, but in the blink of an eye, it had turned into the shape of a disc, and there were serrations around the disc.

Mo Xing lightly jumped onto the disc, the disc spun rapidly, and rushed towards the direction of Shentu Qiong. The hot flames were blown all around.

Looking from a distance, there is an obvious vacuum zone above the arena that is like a sea of fire.

The pupils in Shen Tuqiong’s eyes suddenly widened, and the Wubao of Mo Xing has changed so much. However, although he broke through his own fire attack, how could he resist the long sword in his hand without the Wubao? !

“Seek your own way!”

A hideous smile appeared on Shen Tuqiong’s face, looking at Mo Xing who had rushed in front of him in the blink of an eye, the long knife in his hand was raised horizontally, and the spiritual energy in his body rushed towards the long knife, and the fiery red long knife was shining brightly in an instant. .

Under the dazzling light, the scorching sun in the sky has lost its charm, and the whole world seems to be only the fiery red color of the long knife.

A burst of scorching, almost fainting heat emanated from the long knife, and the fiery fire burned wildly on the blade.

The breath in Shentu Qiong’s body rapidly climbed, and the moment Mo Xing appeared in front of him, the breath completely climbed to the top, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards Mo Xing.

With one wave, it seemed to divide the whole world in two, and the scorching high temperature hit the surroundings, and the surrounding air seemed to be instantly evaporated at this moment.

Vaguely, in the flames, there was even a legend, the phantom of the Golden Crow appeared, and a crisp sound came.

At this moment, the entire arena seemed to have completely burned into the underground magma world.

The second light curtain that enveloped the arena melted little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye under this high temperature.

Around the ring, the faces of the four referees guarding the ring suddenly showed a pale color.

The four of them looked at each other from a distance, nodded at the same time, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out from their mouths, and the red blood fell on the relief of the four dragons on the edge of the ring.

Four pairs of dragon eyes suddenly appeared on the relief that originally had no eyes.

The next moment, four dragon roars sounded from the arena, and then four dragon-shaped phantoms flew from the arena, and flew above the light curtain in a blink of an eye, spinning continuously around the light curtain.

For a time, the light curtain that had already begun to melt became stable again.

“It turns out that there is this hidden formation above the arena. Today’s sage is really well prepared.” Zheng Shiyi nodded slightly as he looked at the stabilized light curtain, and his eyes fell to the center of the arena again.

The long knife that Shen Tuqiong wielded slashed towards Mo Xing with an incomparable aura, and it seemed that it would fall on Mo Xing in the next moment.

Mo Xing was still standing on the Wubao turned into a disc with a flat face.

Suddenly, at the next moment, a silver radiance flashed above the Wubao under him. This ray of light did not seem to be bright, and it was far from being comparable to the fiery red ray of light.

A flash of silver light appeared in his hands.

It is still disc-shaped, but the center of the disc has become hollow, and there are long hooks of different shapes on the disc.

Mo Xing’s eyes were fixed on the falling long knife, and with a wave of his arm, the disc hit the front.

The next moment, the disc and the long knife collided in the air.

A group of dazzling sparks suddenly burst out, and at the same time, Mo Xing’s arms vibrated one after another.

“What a fast frequency!”

Peng Junyue looked at Mo Xing’s actions on the arena from a distance, with a shocked expression on his face. Because of the formation, the actions of both sides in the arena were put in the eyes of everyone below the arena. Much slower.

But even so, he now sees that Mo Xing’s arm is vibrating rapidly at this moment, and the vibration speed is so fast that it even brings an afterimage, making it almost difficult for him to see Mo Xing’s movements.

Mo Xing’s arm vibrated one after another, and every time it vibrated, a part of the power was turned to the side.

In a short moment, under the successive vibrations of his arms, Shen Tu Qiong’s unparalleled strike was completely dispelled.

A deep disbelief appeared on Shen Tuqiong’s face, and his attack was just melted away? how is this possible?

I have used the flaming talisman, coupled with my fiery determination, under my own blow, even the masters on the second floor of the king’s realm have to avoid their own edge. Forced into the king’s realm, how could he resolve his attack so easily?

Below the arena, in the direction closest to the arena, a gloomy young man dressed in the uniform of the Reunification Church looked at Mo Xing’s movements, and a look of fear appeared on his face, but then he seemed to be thinking of something. , the smile resumed on his face, full of smug smile.

Mo Xing’s arms vibrated one after another, causing Shen Tuqiong’s body to lean to one side, and the long knife to the side completely.

“Since you like to use knives, let you die under the knife.”

Mo Xing calmly heard no sound of emotional fluctuations. As the sound fell, a silvery circle appeared on the strange disc in his hand again. Light, the Wubao in his hand has turned into a long silver sword.

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