Invincible God of War Chapter 514: Mohe with a great background
"Equally equal?"
The young man in black was dumbfounded.
He originally thought that Qin Feiyang's strength would be the same as Zhao Weiqiang's, but he didn't expect to be able to tie him.
"Quite?"
"Don't be kidding, the show is only starting now."
The fat guy is smiling beside him.
"Huh?"
The young man in black was startled, and his hair was suddenly terrified!
Chang!
The second sword shadow was slashing at him frantically, making a harsh hum, and the void was distorting wherever it went!
"A sword shadow is equivalent to a lore. What kind of battle trick is this?"
The young man in black was surprised.
But it didn’t mess up.
Boom!
A large piece of fighting spirit emerged, and huge arrows condensed in the void in front of him.
This arrow can be as thick as a bucket, tens of meters long, and the tip exudes a world-destroying edge!
Next.
His eyes are full of murderous intent, and with a wave of his big hand, the arrow trembles in the air, transforming into a shock, and shooting at the sword shadow!
Boom!
A loud noise like thunder exploded here.
When the two meet, a wave of air that destroys the sky and the earth is born, sweeping across all directions
The majestic mountains and rivers nearby, the towering ancient trees, and the fierce beasts that flee in terror, are as vulnerable as dead trees.
But in the blink of an eye, a radius of a mile was razed to the ground, leaving no grass!
Booming dust and smoke cover all directions!
In the dust and smoke.
Qin Feiyang waved his hand and sent the fat man into the castle, and then, sensing the breath of the black-clothed youth, he killed him.
"I didn't expect you to hide so deeply!"
The black-clothed youth has a gloomy face and dare not retain the slightest bit of it. He and Qin Feiyang are madly killed together!
"What happened?"
Hearing the movement, people nearby rushed over one after another, all around the edge of the battlefield, scanning the dust and smoke in front of them, their eyes full of surprise.
Here, who is fighting?
Wow! ! !
Soon.
A dozen more figures galloped over.
They are men and women, fat and thin, but without exception, the temperament and aura that they exude are far superior to others.
And.
When I saw these dozen or so people, the others looked in awe.
"What's the matter?"
A handsome young man in white clothes scanned the dusty area ahead and asked without looking back.
"We don't know either."
Someone responded immediately.
The young man in white frowned, raised his big hand, and the surrounding wind began to blow, and he was about to blow away the dust and smoke.
But at this moment!
"Ah..."
A painful scream sounded steeply in the dust and smoke.
Follow closely.
A **** figure, like a meteorite, bursts out of dust and smoke, and shoots towards the sky.
"It's him, Mohe!"
When I saw this person, the people around me were all discolored.
Even the dozen or so people after that had their pupils contracted.
Wow!
Just as the black-clothed youth rushed out of the dust and smoke, another black-clothed figure swept out.
It is Qin Feiyang!
"Ma San!"
Now.
Everyone's eyes are deep in disbelief.
The loss of Zhao Wei and Liang Cheng has made it difficult for them to accept.
But now, even Mo He, the Eight-Star War Emperor, was beaten beyond recognition by him. How strong is this guy?
Qin Feiyang stood in the void, scanning the crowd around him, his eyes stopped for more than a dozen people, but there was no ripple.
And there are no obvious scars on his body.
Wow!
Without a word, Qin Feiyang turned into a stream of light and rose into the sky, his big hand like an eagle's claw, grabbed Mo He by the neck.
"What does he want to do?"
See it.
Everyone was surprised and suspicious.
"You just said, let me see what is a real strong? What is an overwhelming combat power?"
"Is that all there is to it?"
Qin Feiyang grabbed Mo He with one hand, and his palms surged, his eyes full of disdain when he looked at Mo He.
"Don't be arrogant too early, you'll know soon, offend me!"
Mo He growled low, his face full of spite.
"Really?"
"Then I will send you to **** first!"
Qin Feiyang flashed murderously in his eyes, raised his arm, and patted Mo He on the chest.
"Dare you!"
Mo He roared sharply, but there was obviously a trace of panic in his expression.
At the same time.
The crowds around are also changing colors.
"Ma San, keep someone under your palm!"
The dozen or so people who followed, even swept towards Qin Feiyang for the first time.
"Huh?"
Qin Feiyang raised his eyebrows, his arms stopped in the void.
What's the situation?
Is there something wrong with this Mohe?
"How?"
"Don't dare to do it?"
"With this guts, what are you arrogant?"
"There is a kind of you kill me today."
"Come on!"
Seeing Qin Feiyang stop his hand, Mo He's face was full of smiles, and he kept yelling, arrogant to the extreme.
"So awesome?"
Qin Feiyang was stunned, and immediately slapped Mo He's face, a blood-red slap print appeared.
"Do you dare to slap me?"
Mohe suddenly showed disbelief.
Follow closely.
His face was full of resentment, and he roared like crazy: "I will definitely kill you and make you feel unhappy and regret coming to this world!"
Slap!
Qin Feiyang slapped again without saying a word.
"Ah..."
Mo He let out a scream, blood was pouring from his nose and mouth.
"Come on, keep on clamoring."
Qin Feiyang showed a mouthful of white teeth.
Mo He roared: "Little bastard, you wait for me!"
"Yes, yes, that's it, continue."
Qin Feiyang slapped Mo He again, and the smile on his face became brighter.
Mo He dare not say anything.
"Do you think that if you don't shout, I won't beat you?"
"What a naive child!"
Qin Feiyang shook his head and sighed. He raised his arms, slapped them one by one, and slapped them firmly on Mo He's face.
"Ah..."
Mo He screamed not.
A face quickly swelled up, like a pig's head.
Now, he can't even scream, he can only make a grieving whine.
Qin Feiyang finally stopped, hehe smiled and said, "Are you still arrogant?"
Mo He shook his head repeatedly, his eyes full of pleading.
Qin Feiyang smiled and said, "Isn't it all right? It has to be violent, it hurts face and body, why bother!"
Wow! ! !
At this time.
The dozen people flew over and surrounded Qin Feiyang in the center.
"Ma San, let him go immediately!"
"Don't think that if you have strength, you will be crazy about capital. In front of us, you are not qualified!"
A dozen people all have bad looks.
A total of eleven people, nine seven-star warlords and two eight-star warlords.
In other words, with the addition of Zhao Wei and Mo He, the Seven-Star War Emperor and the Eight-Star War Emperor in the inner hall are all present.
Qin Feiyang glanced at them and said lightly: "What if I don't let it go?"
One of them said coldly: "Today you don't want to leave alive."
See it.
Mo He lost his patience and roared: "What are you talking nonsense? I will kill him soon!"
"Huh?"
Qin Fei raised his eyebrows, his eyes surged with murderous intent, and sneered: "Do you think I really dare not kill you?"
The words are over!
His five fingers shrank suddenly, and he smashed Mo He's throat decisively.
The blood flowed down his big hand to his arm, dyeing the clothes on his arm red.
There is still some blood splashing on his face.
Make him look like a merciless murderer at this moment!
"Really killed?"
The eleven people were dumbfounded.
The disciple of the inner temple in the distance is also looking at the dead Mo He with a dull complexion.
Even Mohe dared to kill, is he taking courage from the sky?
Insane!
This guy must be crazy!
Otherwise, I would never dare to make such an amazing move.
Qin Feiyang turned a blind eye to this, with his five fingers loosened and Mo He's body fell downward.
Wow!
A young man recovered his senses and immediately swooped down, holding Mo He's body and returning to the sky.
"Are you dead?"
The other ten people looked at the young man and asked.
"Dead."
The young man said solemnly.
Huh! ! !
The eleven people immediately rushed to Qin Feiyang.
The woman in the black silk dress said: "You are not Ma San!"
Qin Feiyang's heart was stunned, and he smiled lightly: "Why do you see it?"
The woman in the black dress said: "Ma San is just a two-star war emperor, and his fighting spirit and battle tactics are different from you. Who are you? What is the purpose of impersonating Ma San?"
"Yes."
Qin Feiyang nodded and said: "I am indeed not Ma San."
"Damn it!"
The eleven people stared coldly, and they became vigilant.
"Don't be so nervous."
"I mean, I am no longer the former Ma San, now I am your nightmare."
"Remember how you bullied me before? You don't remember, but I remember it all in my heart."
"Now, I will get it back bit by bit."
Qin Feiyang laughed.
"What do you mean?"
"Are you Ma San?"
"If so, how do you explain your cultivation base, fighting spirit, and fighting techniques?"
The young man shouted.
Qin Feiyang sighed deeply, shook his head and said: "I can't figure it out so clearly, you are also worthy of being the tianjiao of the inner temple?"
The eleven people couldn't help but have an angry look on their faces.
"Before, I was hiding the cultivation base."
"You must want to ask again, why do you want to hide? Honestly, I just want to see your faces now."
"No, your stunned expressions are really wonderful."
"As for the fighting spirit, haven't you heard that there is a kind of person in the world, he is called the Dual Fighting Soul?"
Qin Feiyang joked.
"What?"
"Did you start the dual war spirit?"
As soon as this remark came out, the audience was commotion.
"It's not necessarily. Maybe I have activated the Three Battle Spirit."
"As for the battle tactics, it may be that I have accumulated virtue in my previous life. I was very lucky. I got a lot by chance, and the grade is not low!"
Qin Feiyang laughed.
The eleven people stared at Qin Feiyang.
Now they have no doubt about Qin Feiyang's identity~IndoMTL.com~ Just want to know how many fighting spirits Qin Feiyang has? How many tactics do you carry on your body?
"Want to know?"
"Then speak with strength."
"One-on-one, let's go together, it's up to you to choose."
Qin Feiyang looked at eleven people, provocatively.
"You..."
The young man was furious at once.
But the woman in the black dress grabbed him and whispered: "He killed Mo He. We don't need us to take action at all. Naturally someone will clean him up."
When the young man heard it, a smirking smile appeared in his eyes.
"Let's go!"
The woman in the black dress waved her hand, and eleven people took Mo He's body and left in a mighty manner.