Eight hundred and forty-eight chapters Jin Longduo first blood
Although Zhuo Mufeng's body skills are his weak point, thanks to his unparalleled internal strength, he can still shoot up like a sharp arrow with just a click of his feet.
The ground below and the nearby stone walls exploded, large pieces of soil and rocks splashed out, like a hail of bullets. Big trees in the distance collapsed, water splashed on the stream, and there was a roaring sound in the air.
The sound could not be concealed, and small intersecting passages were drawn in the demonic energy of the sky.
He lowered his head and saw that the cave below was shaking. The entrance was less than half covered by earth and rocks, but the energy did not really hurt the heroes of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Zhuo Mufeng was secretly relieved and raised his feet a little higher, as if there was a silk thread binding him.
He led him to move in a straight line and attacked the weakest super-class expert among the remaining three.
"Bold thief!"
Kangdu roared violently, and seven layers of purple energy appeared on the surface of his body. The layers were stacked on top of each other, and the color became darker as they went inside. When the seventh layer of purple-black energy appeared, it actually peeled off, creating an eighth layer.
Purple aura, just not very obvious.
But this change is enough to illustrate Kang Du's strength. He is worthy of being one of the top five masters of Moko Sect. Before the eighth layer of purple energy has emerged, his whole aura has risen a lot. He actually surpasses Zhuo Mufeng.
trend.
Facing Zhuo Mufeng's Bodhidharma Sword, the super master had no choice but to grit his teeth and fight with the sword. When he was defeated, another master came to help and shattered the Buddha's light with a blue sword light.
Sword energy.
Even though Zhuo Mufeng had strong inner strength, he could not use the nine-color sword energy without restraint. Seeing the two of them joining forces, he was about to engage in close combat when he suddenly felt a strong sense of threat. Looking sideways, Kang Du was surrounded by purple energy.
Its own outline was hidden, and even the demonic energy of the nearby sky puppet was torn to pieces by the purple energy.
"You bastard, I want you to know that the sky is high and the earth is high!"
The purple energy surged, dragging out a rich arc of light behind him. In just a moment, Kang Du rushed to three steps in front of Zhuo Mufeng.
The surrounding sword energy shot onto the purple energy, causing ripples, but the sword energy that penetrated the deepest could only penetrate the third layer of purple energy.
It seems that with the looming appearance of the eighth layer of purple energy, Kangdu's internal strength and quality have been enhanced.
Zhuo Mufeng had personally experienced an underground battle and knew how powerful the Purple Nine Heavens were.
Lu Kuang, the great elder of the Moko Sect, has completely peeled off the eighth layer of purple energy. His defensive power is only slightly weaker than Master Jingkong. This is why Lu Kuang can still block the sky puppet even when he is poisoned.
The biggest reason for being sophisticated.
Although Kang Du was not as good as Lu Kuangyuan, his momentum at this moment was far better than that of Tao Baibai, who was number one on the Star Ranking. I am afraid that there are not many great masters in the world who can match him.
Not daring to be careless, Zhuo Mufeng concentrated his mind, relaxed his body, held the tear-stained sword in both hands, and slashed diagonally at the purple energy in front of him.
Sizzling...
The tear-stained sword seemed to have struck the purple air, bursting out thousands of purple sparks. The nine-color sword condensed in the sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo, and it penetrated the first seven layers of purple air at once.
When it touched the eighth layer of purple energy, the sword suddenly felt soft. The strong toughness caused this layer of purple energy that had not yet completely solidified to sink inward, but it was not broken for a long time.
It should be noted that with Zhuo Mufeng’s skill, how many people in this world can resist it? Purple Luo Nine Heavens is indeed a complete and supreme martial arts.
at this time--
Accompanied by a ferocious laugh, Kang Du had just finished his venting words. He waved his arms, unable to see clearly because they were shrouded in purple energy. It was like a thick purple light separated from it, and he slashed Zhuo Mufeng in reverse!
Zhuo Mufeng felt chills in his heart, and alarm bells rang in his heart. He quickly put away his sword and defended himself, only to find that the tear-stained sword was stuck to Kangdu's three-star sword and could not be withdrawn. A mysterious force flowed along the sword's body, all the way towards him.
arms, trying to destroy his meridians and bones.
At the critical moment, Zhuo Mufeng showed extremely strong adaptability. He actually gathered the nine-color sword energy that had not been dissipated on the sword body, and at the same time transported the body-protecting energy to the limit, and suddenly detonated it.
Boom!
The adhesion force was finally torn apart. Zhuo Mufeng and Kang Du were shocked by the energy and retreated back at the same time.
A continuous clanging sound was emitted from the surface of one body, and the sparks connected into one piece, condensing into a golden sickle as it flew upside down. The purple light on the other body's surface was constantly twisting and undulating, as changeable as kneaded plasticine.
Zhuo Mufeng retreated tens of meters, the tiger's mouth cracked open, and blood flowed gurglingly.
If he hadn't reacted in time just now, he might have suffered damage to his entire right arm. The old guy Kang Du was obviously injured, and he was also haunted by the divine energy of the Heavenly Puppet. He didn't expect it to be so troublesome.
Zhuo Mufeng never dared to underestimate the top masters of the Twelve Holy Lands, but after a real fight, he realized how terrifying these people were.
Lu Kuang, on the other hand, also retreated tens of meters. After standing firm on the ground, the purple light on his body turbulent and then gradually subsided. No one could see Lu Kuang's expression clearly, so no one knew how powerful this third elder of the Moko Sect was.
Shock.
What he just used was one of the three major killing moves in the Nine Heavens of Purple Luo, which is a deadly move. Since the beginning of training, he has only used it three times, and he has dealt with all the top masters in the world, and he has never failed.
Unexpectedly, a yellow-haired kid cracked the code today.
Kangdu's heart was filled with turmoil. Although Zhuo Mufeng was famous, Kangdu had inevitably despised him before, but now he only felt that his throat was dry, and there was no ominous omen for no reason.
What's worse is that due to the fierce collision just now, Kang Du's internal injuries that have not yet healed and the holy energy of the Heavenly Puppet trapped in his body began to cause trouble again. He made a swallowing motion and forced himself to hold back a mouthful of blood.
Soon after, Zhuo Mufeng had just landed, and Mo Ke taught the other two people to use their special skills one on the left and one on the right, and attacked Zhuo Mufeng at the same time, just when his new power was not yet developed.
The faces of these two people were fierce and murderous, and they did not believe that Zhuo Mufeng could squander his inner strength infinitely.
Of course Zhuo Mufeng couldn't, but they still underestimated the size of Zhuo Mufeng's dantian. He deliberately looked pale and stepped back.
Seeing this, the two Moko Cult masters became even more energetic and rushed forward.
Kang Du in the distance also seized the opportunity, raised his long sword high, and followed him with a strike of the sword. The purple horse, which was three feet wide and ten feet long, came in behind and blocked Zhuo Mufeng's retreat from the front, without giving any chance.
A chance for him to dodge.
Zhuo Mufeng could only choose to resist hard and use the Nine Color Sword Qi again.
The two suddenly erupted with a loud noise like the waves crashing on the shore. The air waves were like strong winds on the tenth level, blowing away a layer of the land. The stream of water in the distance exploded, and there were even sounds of branches breaking and rocks shattering.
Mixed in it.
After barely resisting the purple sword energy, the two masters from the Moko Sect had already reached Zhuo Mufeng.
Without mercy, the two of them aimed one at his heart and the other at his lower abdomen, attacking and killing with the strongest strength in their lives. Their energy made the nearby void hiss like cloth being torn apart.
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Kang Du breathed a sigh of relief and was about to shout, "Save his life." Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Zhuo Mufeng, who should have been unable to fight back, suddenly drew his sword like flying, and the Buddha's light burst out from his body.
It was the first form of Bodhidharma's Divine Sword, and the Buddha's light first appeared.
Threads of golden sword energy penetrated every hole, which was the perfect combination of Zhuo Mufeng's unrivaled internal strength and sword energy.
The top-notch master had no time to change his moves, and was directly pierced by the sword energy. Blood mist sprayed from his body, and he flew backwards for dozens of meters. He rolled to the ground and never got up again.
The great master reacted faster, and in a panic, he quickly changed from attack to defense, and stepped on the void with both feet, trying his best to distance themselves from each other.
With the power of the Buddha's light, it was impossible to severely injure him, but he still chose this method, which shows that no simple person can become a great master.
But Zhuo Mufeng had finally created this opportunity, how could he let it go? The sword power did not fall but rose. He swung the sword diagonally with his right hand and fired another nine-color sword energy.
"No!"
The screams were masked by the explosion of sword energy, and the Moko Cult master flew out covered in blood, hit a stone wall dozens of meters away, and then fell to the ground.
After the sword blow, Zhuo Mufeng's face turned even whiter. This time he was not pretending. The sword blow just now was not done with all his strength, but even so, he still felt a little weak.
But it was not time to relax yet. Zhuo Mufeng raised his head and found that Kang Du had taken a few steps back, obviously unable to understand his situation and hesitant.
Zhuo Mufeng held the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword drooped, and said with a smile: "Old man, come here and fight for another three hundred rounds."
Kang Du's old face was as gloomy as water. He couldn't see Zhuo Mufeng being so arrogant, but the injuries in his body began to get out of control, and the holy energy of the Heavenly Puppet that had been suppressed with great difficulty began to agitate again. If it is not dealt with as soon as possible, there will be endless troubles.
Hearing Zhuo Mufeng's voice full of anger, Kangdu hesitated for a long time and finally suppressed his desire for the Demon Emperor Pearl. He just secretly remembered the matter and gritted his teeth and said: "Puppy, I'll let you be proud for a few days.
But you’re done!”
Leaving behind a harsh word, the old man turned around and flew away. With the blessing of purple energy, he quickly turned into phantoms.
But Zhuo Mufeng would not allow him to leave. From the moment he decided to take action, what happened today must not be leaked out. Kang Du must die. Zhuo Mufeng tapped his toes on the ground and chased after him.
Although his physical skills were not as good as those of his opponent, Kang Du was obviously in a bad condition and could not quickly distance himself. During the chase, Zhuo Mufeng put his sword into its sheath, stretched out his right hand, and a four-foot-long dragon-shaped weapon appeared out of thin air.
It's the four-star weapon, the golden dragon!
Before, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to keep everyone, so he resisted not using it, but now he doesn't care so much.
With the Golden Dragon in his hand, Zhuo Mufeng felt the surging power in the weapon, and couldn't help but concentrate all his inner strength. The two merged into one, and the Golden Dragon suddenly bloomed with golden light, and bursts of soul-stirring dragon sounds sounded.
Zhuo Mufeng stabbed forward fiercely.
As if the void was being stabbed, a ray of Buddha's light spurted out from Jin Longduo's dragon's mouth, then quickly expanded to hundreds of meters, and finally turned into a bunch of dragon shadows exuding Buddhist charm, roaring forward at a shocking speed.
The heaven and earth seemed to be shaking.
The third form of Bodhidharma's Divine Sword, Buddha moves mountains and rivers!
With the blessing of Jin Longduo, this five-star sword technique exerted terrifying lethality. Kangdu, who was running at full speed, turned around when he heard the sound, his eyes widened in shock: "Four-star weapon? Impossible!"
Kang Du felt that he was dreaming or seeing a ghost. Where did this kid hide the four-star weapon just now?
It was too late to dodge, and Kang Du could only feel the lethality of the sword, his face turned green, and he swung the sword with all his strength, regardless of his injuries and the onset of the divine energy of the Heavenly Puppet.
Boom!
The sky was shaking like the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering.
A feeling of exhaustion that had not appeared in a long time surged through his body, but Zhuo Mufeng did not dare to give up and pursued forward.
Kang Du's situation in front was even worse. Because he exerted all his strength forcibly, his injuries further expanded, and the Holy Qi of the Heavenly Puppet became even more rampant, causing his condition to plummet rapidly.
"Boy, let's talk..." Kang Du shouted back, obviously anxious. On the other hand, he also wanted to attract as much attention as possible.
Zhuo Mufeng did not say a word, but just waved his killing move again and again. Although the power was not as good as the last, Kangdu was far worse than him. In the end, perhaps realizing that there was no escape, Kangdu kept scolding and even cursed Zhuo Mufeng and his relatives and friends.
Friends.
"Noisy!"
A golden light flashed across Kang Du's neck, and the shouting stopped abruptly.