Chapter 388: Mo Qiu's Peerless Martial Arts

"Wow!"
Standing quietly beside him, without any expression on his face, "Yong Zhi", a quasi-world king-level powerhouse known as the "Shadow of the King of Man", his body began to shake.
Immediately, he exploded with a "boom"!
As the body collapsed, a ray of blood shot into the sky from where he had stood before, flew across a parabola to Mo Qiu, and plunged into his sea of ​​consciousness in a blink of an eye.
"Shoo!"
After absorbing that light, Mo Qiu didn't seem to have changed anything, but after the pores all over his body condensed, he suddenly ejected an extremely strong sword energy!
The sword aura was not as sharp as usual, but was filled with a breath of decline and decline. However, it is this debilitating breath that seems to be able to directly penetrate people's hearts and bury everything in the world.
"Ok?"
Yang Lie was taken aback. At this moment, the aura exuding from Mo Qiu felt very familiar to him, which was exactly the same as the sword-burial realm that Yongzhi used near the altar of the cloud before.
If you insist on telling the difference, then Mo Qiu's sword aura is more powerful, more than a hundred times that of Yongzhi!
"Innate skill integration?"
Yang Lie secretly thought that he had seen their weird fusion skills when he faced the three blood monsters, Lion Star, Beast Ancient, and Sabre. Once those changes happen, their combat power will increase several times!
Reminiscing about the changes in Yongzhi just now, he suddenly realized that, it is no wonder that Yongzhi is so loyal to Mo Qiu. It turns out that he is also a blood demon.
The upper and lower levels of the blood demon clan are extremely strict, and the high-level blood demon has absolute authority over the low-level. Even if they are ordered to die, the low-level blood demon dare not resist the slightest.
On the other side, the "Shenjianzi" of the King Tower was dumbfounded, unable to close his mouth for a while. Although he was also one of the three great hall masters, he never knew that Mo Qiu had this identity.
Thinking of working under such alien beings for more than a hundred years, his heart was chilled!
"Well, it's been a long time since I performed this trick myself."
After taking a long breath, Mo Qiu closed his eyes slightly, as if he was reminiscing about the feeling of a long absence. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and a beam of brilliant light swept across the hundreds of people who had just shot, "It is fortunate to see, you should be deeply honored if you die!"
"call!"
As if the breeze was blowing across the calm lake, layer upon layer of ripples were formed, and while constantly surging, they formed a pond.
This pool is about acres, and is covered with swords. Each sword weapon is incomplete, or broken into two pieces, or the surface is covered with mottled scars, the number is as many as thousands.
"Remnant Sword Pond! Get up!"
Mo Qiu's arms shook, and a strange energy came into being. Those remnant swords swish through the air and poured into the hundreds of profound artifacts that fell around.
"Zhengzheng!"
Suddenly, all the profound artifacts slowly floated into the air, as if they contained millions of tons of weight in their bodies, and their movements were slow and almost stiff. At the same time, a frightening aura rose rapidly and continued to diffuse.
"Boom!"
Finally, as if a powerful crossbow was suddenly opened, hundreds of profound artifacts shot back with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, blasting towards the original owner.
"Flash!"
"No! Damn, what kind of martial arts is this?"
"What a strong blood demon!"
The warriors who shot just now screamed, they didn't regret joining forces. But when he was really facing death threats, he still couldn't help but panic.
In particular, the mysterious weapon that struck originally belonged to them, which undoubtedly made them more difficult to accept. It is a pity that there were waves of illusions of blood surging along with the attack of the profound weapon. Under the influence of it, they were all unable to move, and could only watch death approaching.
"Huh!"
When it was, a thin figure quickly passed by, and came to them in front of them. At the same time, a clear voice rang in their ears
"My fellow fellows, I will transfer you to the profound tool, please do not resist."
In fact, there is no need to take care of them at all, they are already unable to move, one by one is very smoothly involved in the blurred starlight, and quickly disappears.
"Boom boom!"
The profound tool blew up, smashing into the ground hundreds of pits of various sizes.
The thin figure also stopped, his eyebrows were like swords, and there seemed to be countless nebula secrets flowing in his eyes. Although young, he had an unspeakable mysterious temperament.
Yang Lie's right hand slowly retracted the light from the Buddha Temple. At the moment of the moment, it was this mysterious weapon that successfully saved the lives of hundreds of warriors.
"you again?"
Mo Qiu's expression was as cold as the underground ice caves of nine cold winters, and the forest was cold and terrible, "You have repeatedly provoked, and have exhausted my patience! Originally I wanted to keep you until the end, but now it seems to be. There is no need to wait!"
"Woo!"
As if the hollow tree trunk was whizzed by the wind, amidst the screaming sound, a gray hill appeared in its palm. The mountain is also covered with swords, but each handle is inwardly radiant, and dullly loses any look.
"Withered Sword Mountain?"
Yang Lie's eyes constricted, and he recognized that this move was the Kujian Mountain that Yongzhi had used! But compared to the former, Mo Qiu's power is more than a hundred times stronger at this moment?
If judged by martial arts, this trick has completely reached the "peerless" level!
"This king wants you to see the true power of this trick! Go!"
Mo Qiu cried out, and the Withered Sword Mountain in his hand buzzed violently, and then burst out. Every time it flew out, it skyrocketed by two points, and when it came to Yang Lie, it had become a giant with a width of more than a few miles.
There is no need for any extra energy bonus, just relying on brute force impact, this trick "Withered Sword Mountain" can smash through the earth and shatter dozens of mountains.
"Heaven and Demons are one! The Four Tribulations are annihilated! Heavy core and earth veins! Third-order sword intent!"
Countless mysteries flowed through his heart like flowing water, Yang Lie's eyes became as brilliant as silver, and the sword intent appeared in the center of his eyebrows. The wings vibrated behind him, carrying the four energies of Thunder Tribulation, Xunfeng, Three Thousand Weak Water, and Burning Bone Spirit Fire.
"Boom!"
The guns fought against each other, and the fierce impact that surpassed the eardrum blasted around, piercing people's hearts like sharp arrows.
Although the Barbarian King and the Sea King are expensive four-star life trainers, just because they were a little closer, the blood boiled for a while, and a bright blood flow was leaking from the eardrum!
They looked at each other in amazement: just by looking on, they have been injured. What would it be like if they collided head-on? I'm afraid I can't even take a face-to-face meeting, right?
They couldn't help worrying, if the young man in the profound robe was defeated, who else could stop Mo Qiu from looking at Shenhai? That would be a disaster to all the lives of Shenhai!
What are you afraid of?
"Boom!"
A violent collision sounded, and the thin figure in front of the Withered Sword Mountain was shaken and flew upside down, hitting the ground hard.
Poof, vomiting blood fiercely, Yang Lie staggered to his feet, and a dignified expression appeared in his eyes: After revealing his true body, Mo Qiu's boundary strength rose greatly. However, if you want to give full play to these powers, you must have a matching martial arts!
Otherwise, it's like an adult holding a blunt stick, who can only do it recklessly.
I originally thought that this would become a weakness for Mo Qiu, which he could use. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, he swallowed Yongzhi and displayed a peerless martial arts!
Today's Mo Qiu is no less inferior than any realm king realm triple powerhouse!
"Twelve Winged Demon."
Looking at the silver wings behind Yang Lie, Mo Qiu's expression was complicated, sneer and resentful, "Huang, this arrogant, I persuaded him to stay away from his sharp edge, wait for more blood to eat, and come back for revenge. Hugging the glory of the ancient demon clan stupidly, and refusing to retreat! Hey, what else can he get besides being sealed for thousands of years?"
Yang Lie twisted his eyebrows lightly, and Huang had three blood demon gods under Huang's men. These three were loyal to him, but one of them was very active and could not escape decisively, and took away the demon nest.
Now it seems that the blood demon who escaped is Mo Qiu!
What is also puzzling is that since he appeared here, why was the demon nest lost in the blood demon original? Moreover, according to common sense, the ancient demon opponents have absolute control over the blood demon gods, and it is impossible to defy orders. Why is there such a strange thing as Mo Qiu?
"Lao Gong Ming is so cruel, he forcibly stripped this secret technique from Huang. Tsk tsk, I really don't know how Huang got through it."
Mo Qiu was very clear about the means needed to deprive the secret technique from the soul level, and the pain that the deprived would have to endure.
"The only thing I didn't expect was that the temple spirit guy would actually pick you to inherit Gong Ming's will. Well, if you tell me honestly, I can consider giving you a happy death. how is it?"
Yang Lie smiled faintly: "Do you think you are going to eat the little master?"
"Haha! You really don't cry without seeing the coffin."
Mo Qiu shook his head and laughed. There was no warmth in the laughter. "When this king is wearing that dirty skin, you are no opponent at all. Now that you have recovered your true body, can you still turn the sky over?"
"Dirty skin?" A sarcasm smile appeared on Yang Lie's cheek. "Without that pair of skins, how long can your true body last?"
Mo Qiu's expression changed suddenly!
Keeping his concentration on him, Yang Lie clearly grasped this subtle change and confirmed his guess even more! With the background of Moqiu Blood Demon God, if he let go to devour his life, his strength would have been restored to a level comparable to a top earth fairy.
But over the past few hundred years, he has only practiced in a low-key manner, and even made a "human king" identity to cover himself. Then, there must be something wrong with his real body, so he had to forbear it.
"I have to admit that you have a lot of ghosts and thoughts as a kid." Mo Qiu coldly praised, and no longer concealed the murderous intent in his eyes. "However, even if the king's true body is lacking, you think you still have a chance to reverse."
"I want to try!"
Facing his aura, Yang Lie shook his right hand suddenly, "Barbarian King, Sea King, two seniors help me!"