As capital leaders, Mo Zixiong and Qiu Yu are both in the early stage of soul fusion, but their depth of skills is completely different. The former has been practicing for many years and is about to advance to the middle stage of soul fusion, while the latter has just reached the early stage, so there must be a big difference.
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Mo Zixiong lost his right hand for some reason when he was young. His father carefully crafted a ghost claw made of special material for him and installed it on his wrist. It was also extremely flexible and extremely sharp. Therefore, he learned a special martial art, Soul Eater.
Hands, quite domineering.
After one move passed, Qiu Yu was forced to retreat. Feeling quite fearful, he hurriedly flew to the west and escaped.
The old guy's eyes flashed with satisfaction, as if he was sure of victory, and said grimly: "Little beast, let's see where you run..."
While chasing after him, Mo Zixiong's ghost claw swung out again, striking five extremely thin sword rays towards Qiu Yu as if chasing after his soul.
Feeling the fierce attack, Qiu Yu handed the sword behind him with his backhand. The cold light formed an ice shield to resist it, and then he let out a long roar, as if calling for something.
"Bang!"
There was an explosion, and the ice shield was exploded. The strength attached to the five sword rays was also much weaker, but the remaining momentum continued to rush towards Qiu Yu, like a tarsal maggot, he
He quickly used Tian Luo Step to avoid it.
The attack failed to work, which made Mo Zixiong's face become more ferocious, and he roared hysterically: "I'm going to capture you if you don't let me go." In his opinion, the opponent had many unknown secrets, as if there was some treasure that could transform the puppet beast.
It was so miraculous that it was exactly what he needed, so he urgently wanted to capture him alive instead of killing him on the spot.
As the old guy raised his left hand, a fishing net made of special material suddenly spread out, and hundreds of herrings inlaid on the edge flew around. The fishing net was opened as wide as possible, and it was clasped toward Qiu Yu overwhelmingly. It was particularly strange to watch.
Weird.
The sudden situation frightened Qiu Yu, and he hurriedly waved the sword in his hand. The sharp light flashed through the air and struck the fishing net, but could not damage it. In the flash of lightning, the fishing net suddenly shrank and covered him, as if he had caught a big fish.
, causing Qiu Yu to lose his balance and fall from the air.
This fishing net is the Qingming Net that Mo Zixiong spent several years building. Not only is the material rare and fearless, but the many half-foot-long metal fish on the edge are actually extremely sophisticated machine beasts that can flexibly manipulate the fishing net, making it difficult for opponents to guard against it.
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Now that he had succeeded, Mo Zixiong showed a proud look on his face. He pulled the rope suddenly and pulled Qiu Yu over. Suddenly, a golden light penetrated the gap in the fishing net and went straight to his chest, as fast as lightning.
Who would have thought that this kid could launch an attack even though he was restrained by a fishing net. Mo Zixiong was greatly frightened. He quickly turned sideways to dodge, but failed to completely dodge. He was stabbed in the left arm by a dagger, and blood gushed out.
He howled in pain, and the rope in his hand loosened.
Qiu Yu, who was restrained by the fishing net, fell downwards again, and he was also very angry. The old guy who was fighting against him was not only cunning, but also had many strange and weird things that made it difficult for people to guard against, and even caught him.
I hate it so much.
However, misfortunes never come singly, another red light with a fishy smell roared from the east side, Mo Zixiong did not dare to neglect, the ghost claw also waved in response, and the black light roared out.
"Poof!"
The explosion sound was heard, and Mo Zixiong was shaken back. The ghost claws trembled, and he couldn't help but feel frightened. Such overbearing strength, his level is actually higher than mine, it's not good.
Glancing over, I saw the attacker flying over from a distance. He was actually a pig-headed monk wearing monk's robes. He was extremely ugly. He held a blood-red fang in his hand and cursed viciously: "You bastard, you dare to move."
My master is seeking death!"
The visitor was Monk Luzhu. Just as the master was leading his troops, he and Taoist Qingfeng went hunting unwillingly. Now that they heard the whistling sound, they came over quickly.
Taoist Qingfeng appeared on the west side, also yelling angrily, "I'm ****!" The soul-chasing bone began to swing, and the eerie white light roared towards him, and the force was equally powerful.
Two powerful soul-melting men came to attack, making Mo Zixiong secretly complain. He could only fight back with all his strength, but his level was not as good as the others, and he was shocked back.
Qiu Yu was still inside the fishing net, swinging back and forth with the rope, while the other end of the rope was held by Mo Zixiong. When he saw the two bodyguards appearing, he finally let out a sigh and ordered fiercely: "Get it."
Damn this old guy."
"Go to hell!"
As Monk Luzhu roared, a pair of strong orcs attacked at the same time. A strange phenomenon appeared in mid-air, but it was giant bones and fangs transformed by spiritual power, roaring from different directions, which horrified Mo Zixiong.
, knowing in his heart that he could not withstand such an attack no matter what.
In panic, Mo Zixiong let go of the rope in his hand and flew backwards in panic, trying to avoid the attack. However, the two giant objects turned around in the air and continued to collide with each other. He felt that they would not stop until they achieved their goal.
With so much force, he could only resist it with all his strength. He stretched out his ghost claws forward and whipped out a long black whip with his left hand.
In an instant, a huge black claw appeared in the air, and there was also a bone snake about ten feet long, swaying in the strong wind.
"Pengpeng..."
The result was obvious. It was difficult for Mo Zixiong to fight one against two. Besides, the person was even higher than him. He couldn't resist the powerful force. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body was like a kite with its strings broken.
Fly out.
At the critical moment, Taoist Qingfeng dived down, grabbed the rope, and held the fishing net to prevent the owner from falling to the ground.
Monk Luzhu flew towards the old guy, wanting to kill him in one fell swoop and avenge his master. He cursed angrily: "You bastard, watch me cut you into pieces."
Mo Zixiong was already injured and knew in his heart that he could not defeat the opponent. He waved his robe sleeves and black mist filled the air, as if a frightened squid spurted out ink, and then his body hid in it.
The black mist spread in the air, making the old guy invisible. Monk Luzhu did not dare to pursue him anymore for fear of being ambushed. He only heard the man's order: "All Chu troops retreat." Then he went ahead with the mist.
Fly away.
Monk Luzhu was just about to chase forward when he heard his master's instructions: "No need to chase, just let him go." In this case, he stopped chasing him and turned around to swoop down in the direction of his master.
Taoist Qingfeng lifted his master to the ground and helped him get out of the fishing net. Qiu Yu saw the fine workmanship of the fishing net and thought it could be used in the future, so he received it as a reward.
Not far away, the officers and soldiers of both sides were fighting fiercely. The soldiers of the Yan Kingdom clearly had the advantage, especially the Golden Dragon Turtle, who also joined the battle, which made the enemy terrified.
When the capital commander Mo Zixiong fled, he also issued an order for many of his subordinates to retreat. Now the Chu army had nearly a thousand casualties, and the rest fled in extreme panic. In this way, the Yan army even caught them.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, more than 4,000 cavalrymen galloped wildly, wielding swords and spears and slaughtered many Chu soldiers.