The reason why this stick can take the lead is because of the foreshadowing of the previous stick.
In the previous blow, Mo Tian had the ability to hurt the opponent, but if it was just an injury, it would not cause any substantial harm to the opponent.
Moreover, the other party doesn't care about the physical body at all, and minor injuries will not affect the other party at all.
What Mo Tian wants is serious injury, the kind of injury that drastically reduces a warrior's strength.
boom.
Click.
When the stick fell, the opponent couldn't stop him at all. He had to face two choices. First, let the stick fall from his head and kill him.
Second, buffer the power of this stick to gain more reaction time.
The heavy knife in this man's hand was suddenly blown away, and he could only use his left arm to catch the demon-suppressing stick.
The sound of cracking bones resounded, and with the help of the moment his arm was damaged, the opponent rolled and hid on the other side.
"You are very strong, you are indeed very strong. It's a pity that I don't care about this body, so what if it is destroyed." The other party didn't care about the damaged left hand at all. Instead, he calmly tore off the broken left arm and threw it aside.
"It's time to take action." The other party was calm and raised his palm, and a blood-red flame suddenly burned out in his hand.
This flame is coquettish and hot, the blood-red flame exudes a frightening temperature.
"Blood fire?" Mo Tian was stunned. He didn't expect that at this critical moment, the opponent actually condensed blood fire, and it condensed almost instantly.
The opponent's skill in condensing blood and fire was so profound that Mo Tian made up his mind.
After this battle, the bleeding fire must be gathered.
"You have some knowledge." The other party's attitude was still very unruly: "If I were in the flesh, I would have more methods. It's a pity that I underestimated you. I didn't expect that you could force me to this point."
Blood fire was specially designed to burn blood patterns. When he saw this blood fire, Mo Tian could hardly think of a way to deal with it.
"This kind of blood and fire is condensed based on the blood patterns in the flesh. Although the power of blood and fire is much higher than that of blood patterns, I will not necessarily lose in a strong confrontation."
Mo Tian quickly calculated in his mind, and the blood and fire came. Mo Tian quickly gathered the eighty-four blood patterns together to form a cage and headed towards the blood and fire.
The eighty-four blood lines tempered by the forging technique are naturally terrifying. The eighty-four lines come out together, and their power naturally reaches the sky, instantly covering the blood and fire.
However, the blood fire is extremely extraordinary, and it can actually withstand the pressure of eighty-four blood lines.
Almost instantly, some of the blood patterns turned into fuel for the blood fire, and the blood fire immediately ignited into raging flames.
Mo Tian looked shocked and hurriedly cut off the blood lines. However, the blood fire was like maggots on the tarsus, following the blood lines and gradually spreading towards his body.
The moment the blood and fire invaded his body, Mo Tian felt that his entire body was about to explode. He gritted his teeth tightly, rolled over, and rushed towards the opponent.
Since the blood fire can't be extinguished, the other party can't even think about it.
Mo Tian charged away. The opponent never expected that Mo Tian would make such a desperate move. Condensing blood and fire would consume a lot of money on the opponent, so how could he withstand Mo Tian's desperate attack.
In an instant, Mo Tian understood a truth, since this blood and fire was condensed by the other party.
And his blood patterns are domineering enough. If he injects twice as many blood patterns into the blood and fire, the blood and fire will most likely be controlled by him.
After figuring this out, Mo Tian increased the input of blood patterns to provide enough fuel for the blood fire. Sure enough, the erosion of the blood fire on him was weakened.
At the same time, Mo Tian condensed a large amount of blood essence, which contained massive blood patterns, and this blood essence blasted towards the opponent.
At the same time, Mo Tian concealed his cultivation, and the blood in his body seemed to disappear.
As expected, the blood fire avoided Mo Tian's body and rushed towards the blood element containing massive blood lines.
"No."
The blazing blood fire fell on the opponent along with a large amount of blood energy. At this moment, the power of the blood fire was twice as powerful as when the opponent first condensed.
It acted on the opponent again, and the physical body could not bear it at all, and the blood and fire penetrated into the opponent's body again.
In response, Mo Tian breathed a sigh of relief. His face was as pale as paper, and his body was stained with blood and fire and was injured.
However, Mo Tian did not neglect him. The opponent was very strong, incredibly strong, and he had to treat him seriously.
Mo Tian took out a piece of black iron.
This piece of iron is the soul-suppressing iron that Mo Tian got when he escorted Ling'er to the airship. This piece of iron has an extremely terrifying restraint effect on possessed souls and separated souls.
Mo Tian had obtained the soul-suppressing iron a long time ago, but during this period, he had not encountered any possession.
The soul-suppressing iron is only effective against possession, so it always stays in Mo Tian's backpack.
As a strong soul master, Mo Tian immediately thought of Soul Suppressing Iron.
The method of training the soul-suppressing iron is very simple, just use the elemental consciousness to practice a little bit.
Sure enough, the black light of the soul-suppressing iron was strong. Mo Tian clapped his hand, and the soul-suppressing iron instantly fell towards the opponent.
The opponent was already tired of dealing with the blood and fire, but suddenly the soul-suppressing iron fell, and he showed a horrified expression in an instant.
"Ah, you actually have something like this."
The other party clearly felt the terror of the soul-suppressing iron and knew that this object had a strong restraint effect on him: "It turns out that when you were chasing Ling'er, you were the one who ruined the family's good deeds."
This person actually knows Soul-Suppressing Iron.
A member of the Xue family?
When Mo Tianzeng and the ugly girl who was guarding Ling'er faced the pursuit, he knew that the team that was chasing him was the Xue family.
And this soul-suppressing iron was taken from the Xue family.
The person in front of me actually immediately recognized the soul-suppressing iron. He was either from the Xue family or had a close relationship with the Xue family.
"So you are from the Xue family."
Mo Tian said this: "Back then, you, the slave of the Xue family, took the soul-suppressing iron to kill the possessed souls of others. In the end, you failed and all of them died. But you didn't expect that the Xue family's belongings would be destroyed now."
"You actually know the Xue family." The man shouted: "Since this king's soul is destined to dissipate, I will let you die."
The soul-suppressing iron restrains all soul-possessed and separated souls. The opponent knows that he can't escape and can't even transfer his memory back, so he decisively fights Mo Tian.
Suddenly, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the unrecognizable body that was burned by blood and fire. The opponent actually forcibly mobilized the soul to kill Mo Tian using soul means.
The black shadow turned into a stream of light and shot towards Mo Tian in an instant. Mo Tian couldn't avoid it at all and watched helplessly as the opponent entered between his eyebrows.
On the other hand, Mo Tian chuckled and didn't care at all.
This black shadow rushed into Mo Tian's spiritual platform without any hindrance. However, the moment it entered, he shouted in horror: "What is this? No, it's a soul-eating curse."
Then there was nothing more. The Soul-Eating Curse rushed forward in an instant, wildly devouring the opponent's soul. Mo Tian did not dare to neglect, and practiced the soul-suppressing iron to forcibly absorb the opponent's soul.
We cannot let the Soul-Eating Curse swallow up the opponent's soul. Once the Soul-Eating Curse becomes stronger, Mo Tian will be in greater trouble.