Fengtian Longdi

746 - Final Fusion

"He is a tenacious boy, hehe, but you will soon die under the fists of this sect." Seeing Jiang Mo struggling, Wu Meng said with a grinning face.

His vicious name is very famous in Dongxuan Region. It is said that as long as Wu Meng of Tianmingzong is mentioned, children who cry at night can be stopped.

Wu Meng liked to torture and kill young geniuses the most in his life. Those geniuses who were tortured and killed by him showed a strong desire to survive before they died, and they struggled desperately at the end, which made Wu Meng feel strangely excited.

After Jiang Mo took a deep breath, he slowly stood up, leaning on his sword, staggering slightly.

However, his whole body was wrapped in fighting spirit, and he didn't show the slightest sign of defeat.

"Let this sect send you back to the west!"

Wu Meng let out a roar, and immediately swept his body away, punching Jiang Mo fiercely with both fists.

He used [-]% to [-]% of his strength in this punch. In Wu Meng's view, this punch was enough to kill the opponent.

Jiang Mo stood where he was, his black clothes swelled up without any wind, as hard as fine iron.

His chest began to rise and fall, and obscure syllables came out from his throat.

"wind."

With the fall of the Dao syllable, a gust of wind suddenly rose up in the cave that was completely sealed all around, and it became stronger and stronger. There was a faint whistling sound, and the rubble was rolled up and turned into a wind.

"A person who is about to die is still pretending to be a ghost."

The speed of Wu Meng's punches did not decrease, and in the blink of an eye, he pierced through the wind volume.

Jiang Mo tried his best, and the condensed wind volume was not one at all, but as many as three.

After reading this syllable, Jiang Mo's chest rose and fell again, and a very obscure syllable roared out from his throat.

"earth!"

The earth began to rumble and shake, and the broken stones seemed to be pulled in some way, and began to gather in one direction, gradually erecting thick earth walls one after another.

Seeing this scene, Wu Meng sneered, and said, "Do you think that this kind of defense can block our sect's Star-breaking Fist? It's wishful thinking!"

As soon as the words fell, Wu Meng struck with both fists fiercely. In an instant, the earthen wall exploded and shattered, turning into rubble all over the sky, suspended in mid-air, but solidified and not scattered!
Even the wind from before didn't dissipate.

At this time, Jiang Mo's complexion was three points pale.

He clenched his fists, mobilized the power of divine sense in Niwan Palace again, and pronounced the third syllable.

"fire!"

All of a sudden, the temperature in the cave increased several times, and the expressions of the two black-robed monks at the entrance of the cave suddenly changed, thinking that some powerful desolate beast was attacking.

The flame was purple in color, although it was not as terrifying as the temperature of the Eight Desolation Fentianyan, it should not be underestimated.

Although Wu Meng was calm on the surface, he was a little surprised and even panicked in his heart.

The black-clothed youth on the opposite side made him a little puzzled by the successive tricks.

First of all, if he hadn't used the amethyst gauntlet in time for the frightening strikes before, he might have been injured.

Furthermore, these several energies of heaven and earth with different attributes linger faintly around the body, which is always unsettling.

"This kid is indeed a little weird. We must fight quickly. We can't delay any longer." After this thought flashed through Wu Meng's mind, the speed of the impact increased a little again.

If people knew that a dignified seven-star Wu Zong was fighting against a two-star Wu Zong, fear would appear in his heart, it would probably make people laugh out loud.

When Jiang Mo pronounced the third syllable, his face turned pale by seven to eight points, approaching the limit of his physical fitness.

"If it's only the power of the three words, I'm afraid I can't hurt that guy." Jiang Mo thought secretly in his heart.

Thinking of this, he slapped his chest violently, and at this moment, his vitality, which was originally flowing slowly, was forcibly increased by a few points.

There was a trace of blood dripping from the corner of Jiang Mo's mouth. Due to the strong pressure on his skin, little drops of blood oozed out, like a blood man, looking particularly terrifying!
At the exit of the cave, the two black-robed monks were beyond shocked.

In their cognition, when two monks fight against each other, as long as they exceed a small level, it will be extremely difficult for the weaker side to win.

If the disparity in strength between the two exceeds two small realms, then the stronger side can almost crush the weaker side.

But in front of them, the deputy suzerain of their Tianmingzong is five small realms higher than the black-clothed youth!
The opponent not only resisted the violent attack of the deputy suzerain, but even forced the deputy suzerain to retreat a lot of distance before.

If this situation gets out, many people will probably be shocked.

"Wood!"

Jiang Mo was hoarse, and the veins on his neck swelled like earthworms. After he said this syllable, he opened his mouth, but suddenly spewed out a big mouthful of blood.

At this time, Wu Meng's fist power had already enveloped Jiang Mo's bones, as if being oppressed by a mountain, almost bursting open inch by inch.

"Give me a fusion!"

Jiang Mo roared frantically, he made a formula with both hands, and muttered words in his mouth. In Niwan Palace, all the power of spiritual thoughts poured out unreservedly like a tide.

Immediately afterwards, both Wu Meng and the two black-robed monks at the exit of the cave were shocked to see that the energies of heaven and earth with different attributes merged at a rapid speed.

First of all, the energy of the green wood attribute penetrated into the fire curtain, and in an instant, the power of the fire curtain became more than several times stronger.

The five elements generate and restrain each other, and fire and wood belong to each other.

Followed by three cyan wind scrolls, which merged with the fire curtain with lightning speed.

Boom, boom, boom!

The raging flames scorched the air and made crackling noises.

At this time, an extremely terrifying power was slowly released!

That kind of fluctuation, carrying a breath of destruction, made Wu Meng's heart tremble.

"This kid... how could he use such a terrifying move!"

Wu Meng's eyes turned blood red, and in the next moment, he realized that as long as he killed the black-clothed youth, this terrifying attack would collapse on its own.

With this in mind, before the power of the Poxing Fist reached its maximum, he was directly thrown out by him, hitting Jiang Mo hard.

The moment the purple crystal giant fist roared out, Jiang Mo seemed to be crushed by the mountain. His feet were facing the ground, and he sank several feet deep, and his bones cracked under the weight.

Sensing the powerful attack, Jiang Mo raised his head, and retracted his arms outstretched to the sides, and then suddenly retracted them to the side.

Crash.

Countless gravels suspended in mid-air gathered together, and even the boulders in the cave flew towards Jiang Mo uncontrollably.

"Final fusion!"

Jiang Mo let out a low growl, and at this moment, the energy of heaven and earth, which gathered the power of the four words and spirits, suddenly closed together!
(End of this chapter)