Everyone was curious about what kind of young man dared to go against Yan Motian. When they saw him, everyone was even more surprised. Mo Hai was too young, in his twenties at most.
Mo Hai raised his head, glanced at the giant net in the sky, and chuckled: "If that's all you have, you can't kill me."
"Hmph, you are still talking so shamelessly when you are about to die." Yan Motian snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and a giant net fell from the sky.
Mo Hai smiled faintly and released his spiritual energy, forming a cyan barrier and covering the boat. From a distance, it looked like there was a cyan bubble surrounding the boat.
The giant net fell down and covered the cyan barrier. Yan Motian used his inner strength to move the giant net, but no matter how the giant net stirred, it could not break the cyan barrier.
Suddenly, the green barrier glowed with fire. The fire was so faint that it seemed to burn up the sky. In an instant, the giant net was burned into nothingness.
Yan Motian was really dumbfounded now.
"Are you from the Taoist sect?" Yan Motian asked.
There is a big difference between the first way of martial arts and the first way of Taoism. Mo Hai's move is not the method used by people in martial arts at all.
"You don't need to ask, because you are going to die soon." Mo Hai said calmly.
Yan Motian's face was solemn, more solemn than ever before. Yan Motian had also seen Taoists, and Daofa Zhenren was no match for him, but Mo Hai's strength seemed to far surpass Daofa Zhenren.
"Even if you are a Taoist, so what? If you want to kill me, it may not be as easy as you think." Yan Motian said coldly.
"Really? If you still have any skills, use them as soon as possible. If I take action, you will definitely die within one move." Mo Hai chuckled, with a playful expression.
Everyone was stunned. It was simply unbelievable that a young man had such ability and could easily neutralize Yan Motian's killing move.
Now, no one dares to look down on Mo Hai. Even Wu Bingxiong, Chu Qihe and others' expressions have become more solemn.
Mo Hai's strength seems to be more powerful than they imagined. It is really not certain whether Yan Motian is his opponent or not.
What should Yan Motian do if he loses?
Wu Bingxiong, Chu Qihe and others suddenly became complicated and thought about their options.
However, it seems that they have no way out, they never thought that Mo Hai would be a god-level opponent.
Yan Motian Gujing Wubo's heart began to stir. Mo Hai's words were too arrogant, but at this moment, he had to be cautious.
"I have cultivated for eighty years, and you want to kill me with just one move. You think too highly of yourself. I'm afraid you don't know that just now, I only used less than half of my strength. If you use all your strength, you
Do you think you can still talk to me safely?" Yan Motian said coldly.
"I hope you will go all out, you only have one chance." Mo Hai remained indifferent.
"Since you are so arrogant, don't blame me for bullying the small. Today, I will let you see what magical powers are in martial arts." Yan Motian's voice was low, and his anger was burning. He has been in martial arts for decades, and he has never had it.
After being so slighted and humiliated, a young man acted so arrogantly in front of everyone. If Yan Motian did not kill him today to resolve his hatred, the prestige he had established today would be gone, and he might even become the laughing stock of Chinese martial arts.
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Although he was annoyed in his heart, Yan Motian did not dare to be careless. Mo Hai was not a person without strength. He was a Taoist who was always mysterious and unpredictable. He could also use magic weapons, talismans, and formations to attack. Yan Motian was afraid that Mo Hai would be around.
Here, some monstrous formations have been arranged early.
The formation can draw on the power of heaven and earth, so even Yan Motian has to be afraid of it.
If it were Mo Hai, without the help of formations, magic weapons, or talismans, even if Mo Hai was a peerless genius in Taoism, Yan Motian would not be afraid.
Yan Motian's face was solemn, and he stared at Mo Hai with stern eyes. The momentum on his body suddenly converged. As Yan Motian's momentum converged, the atmosphere in the entire air suddenly became silent and oppressive, just like the silence before a violent storm, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Inexplicable heart palpitations and panic.
After a brief silence, Yan Motian's robes swelled in the wind, and his beard and hair were flamboyant. A white rainbow of energy rose from his body into the sky. At this moment, Yan Motian's momentum reached its peak. Looking at him was like looking at a mountain.
The viewer suddenly feels small.
Yan Motian's five fingers formed claws, and he grabbed the water. A water column was directly grabbed by Yan Motian. The water column flew into the air. Under Yan Motian's control, it was like a swimming dragon, flying in the air. Yan Motian poured his energy into the water dragon.
Among them, the water dragon was exuding a white halo, like a holy light, and flew rapidly towards Mo Hai. At high speed, the strong wind created a huge gap in the water surface.
Mo Hai stood on the deck of the boat, leaning against the railing, with a calm expression on his young face.
Everyone watched with wide eyes. The water dragon was getting closer and closer to Mo Hai, but Mo Hai made no move. Even Peng Lianshan couldn't help but feel his heart in his throat.
Suddenly, Mo Hai moved.
Mo Hai reached out his hand unhurriedly, and when the water dragon rushed in front of him, his fingertips touched the faucet.
At this moment, the unstoppable water dragon actually stopped dead in its tracks. Then, with a "crash" sound, the water dragon disintegrated and turned into a puddle of water falling on the river.
Yan Motian's eyes almost popped out of his head. His move was to gather water and turn it into a blue dragon. It was one of his special moves. He didn't expect that he would be so vulnerable in front of Mo Hai. Mo Hai just used one finger to kill him.
Yan Motian was defused with his killing move. Apart from being shocked, Yan Motian was even more incredulous.
"How is this possible? How did you do it? My move to gather water and turn it into a blue dragon contains infinite inner energy. You can break it with just one finger. I absolutely don't believe it." Yan Motian stared at it and asked in disbelief.
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Mo Hai smiled faintly and did not answer. Instead, he stretched out his hand on the water, and a silver water column surged out. The water column directly turned into the shape of a giant dragon in the air. The scales composed of water waves sparkled under the sunlight, like a giant dragon.
Dragon Silver Armor.
"Gather water to transform into a green dragon, the name is good, but unfortunately, what you gathered from water is not a green dragon, it's not even a green snake. Isn't it normal for me to break it with just one finger? Look at what I did.
Water turns into a blue dragon." Mo Hai said with a smile.
Yan Motian looked horrified. Looking at the water dragon formed by Mo Hai's collected water, he felt ashamed. Compared with Mo Hai's water dragon, the water dragon he had just looked nothing like, a fake.
Just when he was frightened, Mo Hai stretched out his hand and pressed the air. Shui Long stretched his head in front of Mo Hai. Mo Hai walked directly to Shui Long's head and stood proudly. The water dragon soared into the air and flew towards Yan Motian with Mo Hai.
When Yan Motian saw this, he had no time to be surprised. He quickly stepped back and drew a few hundred meters on the water. After pulling away, Yan Motian looked at Mo Hai and said again: "Who are you? I
Don’t you believe that you are so cultivated at such a young age?”
"You are already dying, why do you need to know so much." Mo Hai chuckled, looking at Yan Motian as if he were looking at an ant. From the beginning to the end, there was no emotional change due to Yan Motian.