Yan Motian has lived for so many years and has never shown nervousness in front of anyone, but today, deep down in his heart, he really began to be afraid of Mo Hai.
He pinched his fingers into a knife, gathered his inner strength, and formed a radiance on his fingertips. The radiance directly slashed towards Mo Hai. Mo Hai waved his hand, and the water surface formed a water curtain wall. The water curtain wall contained Mo Hai's vast spiritual power.
, compressing and pulling the water together, it is comparable to a copper wall and an iron wall, and the aura of the sky cannot penetrate it at all.
Yan Motian was a little anxious, and his shot was like lightning, and his internal energy radiated like a violent storm, hitting the water curtain in front of Mo Hai, but unfortunately, it had no effect at all.
Yan Motian's internal energy can far exceed ordinary internal energy in terms of quality. The internal energy of Peng Lianshan and others can break trees and bluestones, but Yan Motian's internal energy can break steel. This is why Yan Motian can easily defeat Peng Lianshan and others.
The key to people.
But now, the inner strength he was so proud of was so vulnerable in front of Mo Hai.
He was panting, and the output of such a large amount of internal energy took a huge toll on his physical strength. He did not dare to continue working in vain.
Yan Motian stopped attacking, and Mo Hai also put away the water curtain. Mo Hai looked at Yan Motian with interest, as if he was looking at a plaything.
"Okay, I won't play with you anymore." Mo Hai stood on top of the faucet and said with some wan interest.
Even a god-level master like Yan Motian disappointed Mo Hai. He thought he could see some different methods in Yan Motian, but he didn't expect Yan Motian to do it again and again. These few methods were too boring.
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After Mo Hai finished speaking, he stepped on the water dragon, which slowly fell into the water. The water dragon melted into the water and disappeared. When everyone was wondering, the water surface suddenly rolled, and a water column rushed out from under Yan Motian's feet.
Yan Motian reacted quickly, jumped quickly, and rushed towards the nearby reeds. The water dragon roared in pursuit. The water dragon's huge body was like steel, destroying the reeds.
"Boy, it's beyond my expectation that you have such magical powers. You must be a well-connected person. You might as well sit down and let's talk." Seeing that the water dragon was so powerful, Yan Motian was frightened and couldn't help but said.
"I have given you a chance. Once you miss the opportunity, you will never get it again." Mo Hai stood on the water and said calmly.
"Do you really want to completely break up with me?" Yan Motian said angrily. He even lowered his voice and begged for peace, but Mo Hai still refused to forgive him.
"In my eyes, what's the difference between you and these reeds? If I kill you, it's like breaking a reed. So do you think it will affect me if you break up with me?" Mo Hai said with a playful smile.
Seeing Mo Hai comparing himself to a reed, Yan Motian felt that his dignity had been completely trampled on. Mo Hai was determined to put him to death. His anger was completely ignited. Based on his status, he took the initiative to make peace.
, to be ignored by this kid is unbearable.
Anger was burning in Yan Motian's heart. It had been decades since Yan Motian had been so angry.
But Yan Motian also knew that Mo Hai's strength was unfathomable, and even if he tried his best, he might even be defeated.
He gritted his teeth, with a violent and angry look in his eyes, and then took out a small ball from his body.
This small ball was only the size of an egg and was white in color. Yan Motian poured his inner energy into the small ball, and then the small ball exploded directly in Yan Motian's hand, and a cloud of white mist-like things scattered in the air.
If you look closely, you will see that this white mist-like thing is actually silk. The silk is extremely thin and has thousands of strands floating in the air.
The breath of Yan Motian's body was flowing, and his inner energy surged out like a wave, and then attached to the silk.
These silks are not ordinary silks, but Yan Motian's ancestral treasures, called Tiancan Qianrensi.
The Tianshan Ice Silkworm Thousand Tough Silk is made from the silk of the Tianshan Ice Silkworm through a secret method. This Tianshan Ice Silkworm is extremely rare. The silk it spins is extremely tough. Now the Tianshan Ice Silkworm is almost extinct. Even if it is found, the Tianshan Ice Silkworm cannot be refined.
The secret method of Thousand Tough Silk has also been lost over the years. It can be said that the Celestial Silkworm Thousand Tough Silk in Yan Motian's hand is the only one left in the world and can be called a priceless treasure.
The Celestial Silkworm Thousand Tough Silk caused a bloody storm in the Chinese martial arts world back then, and countless martial arts practitioners were killed by it.
Because the Silkworm Thousand Tough Silk is extremely thin, tough, sharper than a blade, and almost transparent, it is very difficult to control it. If you don't know how to use it, the enemy will not be killed, but you will lose your life first. Yan Motian
Back in China, no one dared to use it until I went to the United States and studied it with great concentration. After many years, I slowly mastered the use of Celestial Silk Thousand Tough Silk.
Among weapons, soft weapons are the most difficult to learn, let alone silk-like weapons like the Thousand Tough Silk Silkworms. However, once you can use them, their lethality will be terrifying.
"What is this?" Mo Hai waved his hand to stop the water dragon and asked curiously.
With Mo Hai's eyesight, he could naturally see the extraordinary features of this Heavenly Silkworm Thousand Tough Silk at a glance. Mo Hai was still very interested in such a good thing.
"Hmph, this is the Thousand Tough Silk of the Heavenly Silkworm. Back then, it was the number one killer weapon in Chinese martial arts. It's a pity that no one can use it to kill people for hundreds of years. Do you know why?" Yan Motian sneered.
"It can indeed be called a great murder weapon. No one uses it to kill people. I think no one can control it. The silk threads are so intricate that if you want to control it, I am afraid that ordinary gods cannot do it." Mo Hai
said.
Mo Hai is becoming more and more interested in the earth. He thought that there are no real good things on the earth. Unexpectedly, good things appear again and again, which surprises Mo Hai. This day, the silkworm Qian Rensi, Mo Hai
Got a fancy for it.
"It seems that you are also knowledgeable. There are ten threads in total. Each thread is a hundred meters long. It can trap Kunpeng in the sky and bind dragons in the sea. In front of it, no matter how powerful you are, you will only die.
One piece." Yan Motian said loudly, his tone full of arrogance.
Many of the onlookers were confused. They were the older generation of martial arts practitioners who had heard of the Celestial Silkworm Thousand Resilient Silk.
It has been hundreds of years since the Heavenly Silkworm Thousand Tough Silk appeared. Its existence has become a legend. Unexpectedly, it will appear again now.
Legend has it that once someone can control the Thousand Tough Silkworms, there will be another bloody storm in the martial arts world. And to this day, there is no way to crack the Thousand Tough Silkworms.
When Mo Hai heard Yan Motian's arrogant words, he smiled slightly and said, "I don't think so. At your age, don't play with fire and burn yourself. If you die by your own weapons, it will become a joke."