Chapter 151: Snatch the sword and peel off the armor

"Second punch."

Looking at Fang Yuhua, who had already smashed a big hole on the ground but had turned over and had almost no weak breath, a cold light flashed in Moen's eyes and his body suddenly fell. He followed Fang Yuhua's figure and smashed the second punch that had been accumulating for a long time without any intention of hiding.

In fact, although Moen had the intention to test his physical combat power this time and did not use magic weapons to attack, the defense ability of the spiritual vine armor on Fang Yuhua's body was still a bit beyond Moen's expectations. After the powerful and powerful first punch passed through the defense of the spiritual vine armor, there was no obvious blow from the opponent. He felt that the battle situation might exceed his control, so Moen added a little more force to the second punch.

With a muffled "bang", Moen's fist hit Fang Yuhua's chest. Although the elite monk from Yuying Palace reached out to hold Moen's fist in an instant, because of the power of the previous punch, Fang Yuhua could not gather much magic power. In addition, his physical strength was more than ten times smaller than Moen, who was also cultivating, so he almost did not cause too much obstacle to Moen's fist. Pressing Fang Yuhua's palm, Moen's fist still hit Fang Yuhua's chest heavily.

"puff"

Although Fang Yuhua tried his best to activate the protective spiritual vine armor, Fang Yuhua's face turned pale and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he was hit by the fist. Although the spiritual vine armor is the best among defensive magic weapons, it consumed most of its power just after the powerful power of the first punch, and without the replenishment of Fang Yuhua's magic power, the defensive effect it can play has been greatly weakened. Although most of the power of this punch was resolved with the strong quality of the magic weapon itself, the remaining small part of the power was enough to cause objective trauma to Fang Yuhua.

"disease!"

A mouthful of blood was spit out, and Fang Yuhua's face was full of pain. To be honest, as the pride of heaven in Yuying Hall, Fang Yuhua has been outstanding since childhood and rarely suffered setbacks, let alone being pressed to the ground and beaten.

However, Fang Yuhua was able to become the elite of the Yuying Palace not only because of her prominent family background. In fact, there were not many direct descendants of the Fang family, and there were even more children of the Fang family who had initially enjoyed the same treatment as Fang Yuhua. Fang Yuhua was able to stand out from the crowd and become the strongest in the Fang family generation. In addition to his excellent talent and qualifications, perseverance was also an important factor. While being injured by Moen, Fang Yuhua was not afraid, but pinched the magic trick at the blood he spewed out.

Fang Yuhua's magic tricks pinched, and the blood that had just sprayed into the air suddenly stopped, and then turned into a red light and shot into the Taiyi Changsheng Sword that was knocked away by the Black Iron Shield. In an instant, the Taiyi Changsheng Sword that was originally knocked away by Mo En's sacrifice turned from emerald green to blood red.

"Blood Sword!" While the spell worked, looking at Moen's already raised fist, Fang Yuhua gritted her teeth and all her magic power was poured into the Taiyi Changsheng Sword. The blood-red flying sword turned into a blood light and shot towards Moen's back. It was obvious that Fang Yuhua had given up using mana and wanted to rely on the strong defense of the Spirit Vine Armor to exchange injuries with Moen's injuries, and reverse the current unfavorable situation.

"The reaction is good!" Seeing Fang Yuhua resolutely activate the Taiyi Changsheng Sword, Moen's eyes showed a hint of surprise. In Moen's heart, a playboy like Xiang Fang Yuhua would definitely protect himself when he encountered setbacks, but he didn't expect that Fang Yuhua actually had the courage to fight back and exchange his injuries for injuries.

"It seems that there is a new assessment of the status of these disciples in the temple!" After sighing silently in his heart, Moen pointed his left palm at the flying sword that was heading straight for his back. A yellow light flashed, and the blood-red flying sword flew out as if it was hit by a giant hammer. The blood light attached to the flying sword also dimmed instantly, showing its emerald green color.

"Third Fist!" After a big earthquake hit the Taiyi Changsheng Sword, Moen's right fist smashed down again. Fang Yuhua, who injected all his magic power into the flying sword, was dispersed by the big earthquake, no longer had the defensive power, and let the punch hit his chest firmly. Even though the spirit vine armor blocked the deadly power, the gold-type magic power attached to Moen's fist still rushed into Fang Yuhua's body through the spirit vine armor, and after shaking the remaining power in Fang Yuhua's body, these magic power turned into countless golden threads, restricting Fang Yuhua's meridians.

After spraying out a large mouthful of blood again, Fang Yuhua gasped and looked at Moen resentfully. At the moment when he was defeated by Moen, a trace of regret flashed in Fang Yuhua's heart, and even a little fear, afraid that Moen would kill him directly, regret why he easily provoked such a evil star, and regret why he was not fully prepared and came to trouble Moen again.

However, when Moen had the last punch to restrain himself instead of killing him, Fang Yuhua had already confirmed that Moen would not dare to kill him. At this time, Fang Yuhua's confidence gained by his family background returned to his body, so even though Fang Yuhua no longer had any counterattack ability at this time, he still refused to bow to Moen.

"Boy, I will definitely avenge this hatred." After gasping for a moment and stabilizing his breath, Fang Yuhua said resentfully.

"I know." Moen reached out and took the Taiyi Changsheng Sword into his hand, and said lightly while looking up and down.

"Next time, I will find someone to step on you hard." Fang Yuhua said with gritted teeth again after a slight stagnation. Fang Yuhua was a little afraid of Moen's calmness and indifference, so he bit the bullet and used harsh words to boost his courage for himself.

"I'll wait." Mo En said lightly. But while speaking, Mo En suddenly took action, and a golden light rushed into the sword. With a slight breaking sound, a stream of green air flew out of the sword, and Fang Yuhua, who was lying on the ground, spurted out blood.

"What are you going to do!" Fang Yuhua said in shock as she looked at Moen who slowly put away the Taiyi Changsheng Sword.

"Of course it is to drive out the mark you left in the sword! Didn't you feel it?" Moen squatted down, reached out to grab Fang Yuhua's spiritual vine armor, and said calmly.

"you...."

"According to Mo Yanshan's rules, fellow disciples will not hurt the other party in the basics. If the magic weapon is damaged, the loser will be responsible for compensation. If you destroy my magic weapon, I will naturally get compensation from you." Moen ignored Fang Yuhua, who was trembling all over and was irritated to death, calmly inserted his hand into the spiritual vine armor. The golden magic power in his hand rushed out again and grabbed the spiritual vine armor from Fang Yuhua.

"Even if the Flying Sword and Armor are compensated for this exchange, the senior brother wants to have a discussion in the future, bring some good things. Now I'm going to go to the real person Liu Hua to attend the class." Withdrawing the spirit vine armor, Mo En ignored Fang Yuhua, who was trembling on the ground, and walked towards the distance.
Chapter completed!