Archfiend Chapter 933: : Battle of Yuan Ying (5)

"Rumble..." The ancestor Mo Yun turned into a giant of karma and walked slowly in front of Tian Zai. One side, three meters tall, is covered in flames, like a demon walking out of hell. On the other side, thin and old, about 1.7 meters tall, with his hands trapped in his sleeves, one can't help but wonder if the flame giant hit it with a punch, and the old man immediately turned into fly ash.

The blue blood mysterious snake quietly stepped aside, and only a master of his level could feel it. The two seemed to have no gaze fighting, but they seemed to be silent on the surface of a lake with a storm. Bright in the silent, bloom in the bright.

Just below this suffocating lake, Ancestor Moyun's eyes widened suddenly. At this moment, the aura, the flame, the three became one at an incredible speed! The surface of the Wanzhang Lake was protruding, and a hundred-meter flame was ignited for no reason in the midair, which condensed into a huge flame scimitar, piercing the temple of Heaven!

"Boom!!" Electric light flint, Baiju passed the gap, and couldn't see the speed of this punch at all. If you use light to describe the speed, then this is light. From extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, there is no interval of one-tenth of a second, and it is extremely natural.

However, in the next second, this huge scimitar suddenly stopped on the right side of Tian Zai's head.

An old hand, without a hint of aura, without a trace of fireworks, just blocked this mighty blow so plainly.

The ancestor Mo Yun's right index finger was hooked, straight to the temple of the sky. The flame scimitar that was a hundred meters long just now was not a magical power... but a flame caused by friction with space, leaving it in people’s retinas. Afterimage!

What a terrible speed!

What's even more frightening is that Tian Zai was actually blocked like this!

The palm was hung out obliquely, accurately blocking the inside of Mo Yun's wrist. At this moment, both parties raised their eyes at the same time, and the eyes of the two gray-haired old men flickered. If the stone Buddha suddenly resurrected, the two martial arts legends shot at the same time!

"Boom!!" Huofeng raised his left wing and pulled out the flames of death in the air like lightning. Tianzai's figure sank lightly, like a floating river of bamboo leaves, light and elegant, but so lightly With a short body, the ancestor Mo Yun was sure to win the left hand once again!

"This..." The Jade-Blood Profound Snake stepped back a few steps, opened his mouth slightly, and stared at the scene before him in amazement. Malorne in the distance looked at the two in equally surprised.

Weird...

It's weird.

I don't know why, it's weird.

One side has a thunderous blow, and the force is overwhelmingly powerful, while the other side understates, roaming the dragon and the phoenix, rough and graceful, this...this is not like a fighting method at all!

But, this is obviously the fighting method of the two top monks!

The ancestor Mo Yun's eyes sank, and he felt this extremely uncoordinated weird feeling, but what he believed in was a force of ten guilds, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of fire waves rose from his side. The phoenix sings the sky, the phoenix wings soars.

"Hide?"

"This suzerain sees when you can hide!!"

Boom boom boom! ! Punch through the void, burning the earth! This is a pure fight, for the struggle between life and death, for the understanding of the two words fighting, for the unity of aura, the competition of coordination, and the collision of the background, there is no half trick.

The fire snake slid into the ground, pervasive, but the next second, he was stunned.

Not only him, but the Jade-Blooded Black Snake, and the Guards in the distance, also stayed. No, it should be said that I was stunned again.

The fire shadow in the sky disappeared instantly.

The weird feeling reappeared, Tian Zai's hand, like a spiritual snake, was blocking the inside, and with a backhand, he grabbed the wrist of Ancestor Mo Yun. Immediately afterwards, the ancestor Mo Yun took a breath, and a huge force came from his wrist in reverse!

Tian Zai finally spoke, and said the first sentence since the fight: "Nine Yin Zhenjing."

"Kakaka!!" A sound of muscles and bones retrograde suddenly came from Moyun ancestor's hand, and Tian Zai's palm burst into blue veins, but the voice was still calm, and said lightly: "The birth and death of twilight."

Not good!

The ancestor Mo Yun no longer thinks about the weirdness. The muscles, bones, and flesh are rotating counterclockwise. If he doesn't dissolve this huge force, this hand will be completely useless.

Without the slightest hesitation, his whole body revolved in the air with the force of the sky, and everyone who was watching was stunned. The ancestor Moyun, who is three meters high, dances with one hand in the sky, like a child playing with one hand pinched.

How is this possible!

While spinning, Ancestor Mo Yun stared at the old man in front of him in amazement. What kind of power is this? Why can't I resist at all? It's impossible... Even a master at the same level can't reach this point!

As soon as the thought in his mind came up, a huge force pulled him forward, and he couldn't help but send it forward. In front of him, the face without happiness and sadness became clearer and clearer.

"Posted on the mountain!"

The moves are simple and unpretentious, there is no aura explosion, and even the spiritual power fluctuations that a monk should have. However, just as Tian Zai tapped his shoulder lightly, the ancestor Mo Yun exclaimed, and he was knocked out of a kilometer in full view! Rumble broke through countless bulkheads, and fell into the ashes in the sky with a thump!

Deadly still.

All the people around are silent.

Malorne’s lips trembled. He once imagined what a terrible situation it would be like when the two primordial infants fought against each other. The sky must be dim, the sun and the moon will be dark. But now?

It's totally different!

Gentle and agile, the purest martial arts profound meaning, ethereally does not seem to be a battle.

With just two moves, the ancestor Mo Yun, the first person in the real martial arts world, was beaten directly away?

"Boom!!" In the distance, a pillar of fire exploded into the sky, and the ancestor Zhu Rong of Mo Yun rose up, gritted his teeth and looked at Tian Zai.

What the **** is going on!

I just flew out without knowing what was going on!

"What kind of supernatural power is this...?"

Tian Zai looked at Mo Yun calmly: "Nine Yin Zhenjing."

"There are nine styles in this sutra." With one hand on his back and one hand slanting forward, he poses a typical Chinese martial arts starting style: "The true monarch is here, you can't make it."

"Should not be ashamed!!" Just after the last word fell, the ancestor Mo Yun made a loud noise, and a circle of red ripples volleyed in the air. There were countless dense spider web patterns in the space, and then the flames spread wildly with the spider web patterns. . And his people are no longer where they are.

"My lord wants to see, how long can you pretend to be a ghost!"

This time, Tian Zai's eyes were dull, and the ancestor Moyun burst into a hundred meters, and suddenly shouted!

"Drink!!!"

The surrounding space collapsed every inch, and a strong aura suddenly broke out and disappeared suddenly. But this time, instead of using Tai Chi, he hit Mai Mang with the tip of his needle and slammed at the ancestor Mo Yun.

A normal punch.

Ordinary, pure, condensed the body and soul.

"Boom!!!" The black and white brilliance and flames exploded at the same time, and the three-color sun seemed to rise in a radius of 10,000 meters. After the sun, everyone opened their mouths and watched Mo Yun ancestors back a hundred meters!

Two hits.

Two withdrawals!

The ancestor Mo Yun looked at Tian Zai in shock, the other side's thin figure looked like a big mountain, and couldn't get over it!

Obviously, I feel that the spirits of both sides are equal, but I just can't make it through!

Either it’s slippery and can’t be touched like a loach, or it’s just as hard as before, or retreat by yourself!

This is the true strength of the opponent?

"What magical power is this again?"

"Nine Suns magical skill, dragon fights mysterious yellow." Tian Zai still maintained that posture, his tone did not change: "The true gentleman said, the old man is here, you can't make it."

The needle falls abruptly at the scene.

Everyone has seen it. When these words fell, the flames of the ancestor Mo Yun shook his whole body, and the huge fire man who was three meters high suddenly fell silent. What brings people is not quiet, but a repressive killing.

Provocative.

Absolute provocation!

In front of the Zhenwu Realm Imperial Guard, provoke the first monk of Zhenwu Realm!

Wan Lai was completely silent, and only the mottled burning sound of flames was left. Amidst the crackling sound like purgatory, the ancestor Mo Yun slowly sounded like the voice of the nine ghosts: "Very good..."

The two words fell, his chest suddenly bulged, and black talismans spread all over his body. The huge flame giant's eyes were red, and he spat into the ground semicircle with all his strength, the red light soared into the sky, as if the elder sage beat Turning the alchemy furnace, thousands of flames were spewed out of thin air in one breath, and the elves leaped in the space.

Transfiguration, distortion, less than ten seconds, thousands of flame figures, fire horses, fire crows, fire dragons, fire tigers... the world of fire, the **** of fire. The terrifying high temperature sprayed frantically from around him, the bulkhead melted quickly, and it swallowed a radius of 10,000 meters before it was terminated.

"You can't make it, isn't it?" He looked at Tian Zai coldly: "This suzerain will tell you. There is no one who can't make it by an old man in this lower realm!"

"Flaming Heaven Soldiers and Ten Thousand Beasts Catalogue..." He grinned and said: "Kill!!!"

Zhu Rong shook the flag, and the fire returned to the clan, and the blazing flames pulled out the red clouds. At this moment, the raging fire meteor, burning the sky fell.

Malorne's eyes flashed, and he was about to step forward. The Jade Blood Black Snake narrowed his eyes and immediately stood in the direction he was responding to.

The two Yuan Ying's eyes were like torches, and neither of them took the lead.

"Death to the Sect Master!!" With a rumbling noise, a pillar of fire suddenly rose from below in the center of the explosion. The Holy Spirit falls like rain, tirelessly, and without end, rushing to the place where the heavens are as vast as Haiti.

Looking from the starry sky, the entire mothership of the Human Face was trembling slightly for a full hour.

"Provocation?" An hour later, the ancestor Mo Yun squinted his eyes and looked forward to the cabin that had no shape at all, and was exploded out of a huge hole of 10,000 meters. He sneered and said: "This suzerain is never afraid... "

His voice stopped abruptly before the words fell, and he looked at the battlefield where the gunpowder was gone in disbelief.

"Why is this...?"

It's not just him, all the monks in the distance, and the blue-blooded mysterious snake nearby, all stayed.

Still!

In the billowing black smoke, that old but majestic figure is still there!

"This is impossible!!" The green blood mysterious snake took a breath, and the spiritual sense rushed over. He didn't believe it, this must be a burnt corpse! Only the five old stars can survive this move of the ancestor Moyun! It will never be so easy!

"Punch!" Just when his spiritual sense detected the past~IndoMTL.com~ a trace of blood was secretly secreted from the corner of his mouth, and the whole person trembled like a needle.

Malorne was also stunned, his spiritual sense also rushed over, but as soon as he touched, he knew why the blue blood mysterious snake was like this.

The Great Wall!

Spirit detection, there is no such person from the sky at all, in his place, there is only an endless Great Wall!

But in the eyes of people, Tianzai himself!

Tai Chi is mellow, with nine yin and nine yang, resisting Moyun's ancestor's wild bombing for an hour, the clothes are still the same clothes, the beards and hairs are the same, and there is no burnt black.

One person is the gate, but you don't open it!

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Something will happen tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. The decoration will enter the venue. It should be 2 or 1, depending on the speed of moving things~