The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 678 Ancient Chinese Martial Arts!
Black hair, black eyes, yellow skin?
Looking at the strange human being in front of him, Hades' pupils shrank rapidly.

It seems that I have seen such a human being before, when was it?

Why can't I remember it?
Had it not been covered by a mask, I am afraid Hades, the king of Hades, would have frowned and thought hard before Chu Mo's eyes.

Not to mention Hades, the king of the underworld, the realm of the sky.

The Death Black Dragon Knight fought against Chu Mo.

Without the constraints of the large magic robe, Chu Mo's movements will be more smooth and coherent.

Twisting his neck, he made a crisp sound of 'Kala, Kala...'.

He shook his arm again, and at this moment, all the bones in his body suddenly exploded like broad beans.

For some reason, the dead black dragon knight standing on the black dragon's back held the dragon spear a little harder.

He could clearly feel that the opponent's aura was rapidly increasing, and he looked at him with an evil smile, with an indescribably strong sense of confidence.

The first strike is stronger, and the later strike suffers!
Everyone knows this truth, if you don't make the first move right now, you probably won't have a chance!

After thinking about this, the death dragon knights attacked!
The dragon spear in his hand, like a poisonous snake, quickly stabbed towards Chu Mo's head.

This shot can be described as fast, accurate, and ruthless!

Chu Mo didn't move, just stood in the void, looking at the fast-coming dragon gun with an evil smile.

The Dragon Spear was only one palm away from Chu Mo's face. Suddenly, the spear head turned, and the entire trajectory of the gun changed drastically.

He stabbed at Chu Mo's arm holding the sword fiercely.

If you want to say that the gun in front is a combination of fast, accurate, ruthless, the essence of the three words, then the current gun only has two words 'surprise'.

If it were any master fighting against the Death Black Dragon Knight, facing this spear, he would definitely be either attacking or defending.

The attack is the best. As an undead creature, the death black dragon knight can be said to be the least afraid of fighting. Moreover, he was born in the domain of Hades, the king of the underworld. No matter how serious the injury is, he can heal quickly.

It would be even better if the opponent was defending, this 'weird' marksmanship would definitely torture the opponent to death.

It can be said that this type of gunman of the Death Black Dragon Knight uses all kinds of spirits. In many battles, countless opponents died under his dragon spear!

But it's a pity that today he seems to have a hard idea!
In Chu Mo's eyes, the change of Dragon Spear was in slow motion!
From the moment he fired the gun, Chu Mo had already calculated his strength, speed, and trajectory.

When the dragon spear stabbed out, it was still air, and did not hit the arm.

The sword tapped the Dragon Spear lightly.

The force of gravity from the dragon gunner shocked the knight and the black dragon, and they took a few steps back.

What ghost power is this?

The arm holding the dragon spear was numb from the shock, and the black dragon sitting under him kept wailing.

Chu Mo stood in the void holding his sword, with an evil smile, as if mocking him.

The pupils of the Death Black Dragon Knight immediately shrank several times.

He could see clearly just now. Chu Mo's sword-holding arm seemed to have disappeared the moment he stabbed out.

It was as if Chu Mo was born without arms, and it seemed that his arms moved into his body as if he had released teleportation magic.

"Hmph, I don't believe it!" The death black dragon knight gripped some dragon spears, and manipulated the black dragon in secret words: "Use Death Long Xi to attack his body, I will stab him to death!"

Hearing the master's words, the black dragon under the seat, thinking about everything just now, immediately roared with joy.

Without waiting for an order, he opened the huge faucet, the sharp teeth gleamed with a white metallic luster in the darkness, and a beam of dark elemental light with a strong breath of death shot straight at Chu Mo's lower body.

However, this was not over yet. The dragon spear of the death black dragon knight set off again, driving the black dragon, and the dragon spear stabbed Chu Mo's arm holding the sword with a huge dark devouring element.

He knew that the sword was so powerful that even the giant scythe of Pluto could not cut it off. The only thing he wanted to win was to force humans to be unable to use the sword, so he stabbed Chu Mo's arm desperately.

But can such an attack be successful?

With an evil smile, Chu Mo didn't move.

There was still no effect. The moment the dragon spear and the light beam pierced out, the target they were going to attack disappeared out of thin air.

The light beam shot into the void in the distance, and the dragon spear was hit back by Chu Mo's sword again.

"Damn it..." The death black dragon knight cursed secretly, injecting all the energy into the dragon gun in his hand, and swept towards Chu Mo's body fiercely.

The huge dark element formed a crescent-shaped beam of light, which blocked Chu Mo's retreat.

In any case, you can only block it with all your strength.

The death black dragon knight has already driven the black dragon and is ready to continue the attack.

But Chu Mo did something that surprised him again.

But seeing Chu Mo's whole body, all his hands, feet and limbs disappeared in an instant.

The whole person shrank in the air like a ball of meat.

If a reasonable metaphor had to be used, right now Chu Mo was like a frightened tortoise, with all his limbs shrunk into the turtle shell.

'Shua...' There was a sound of piercing through the air, and the powerful crescent-shaped attack light passed Chu Mo's body and completely disappeared into the void.

How on earth is this done?
It turned out that Chu Mo used his legs slightly, and bent his knees to take off. At the same time, he bent his legs inwards, hugged his body, hugged his hands, threw the ink sword into his back, and contracted his neck. Through calculation, the crescent-shaped attack light After calculating the trajectory, he jumped into mid-air and attacked a few centimeters away.

The skill of dodging this hand is also very famous.

It is one of the ancient Chinese martial arts, 'Wang Ba Ting Lei'.

The tortoise is a tortoise. When it hears thunder, it will swish, and its head, limbs, and tail will all shrink into the tortoise shell.

The remaining turtle shell seemed to be born without limbs, head, and tail.

The shrinking technique of this trick 'Big Tinglei' is very powerful!

It is more ingenious than some wild dogs peeing and monkeys squatting.

Within a contraction, it can become smaller. From the perspective of outsiders, it seems that the limbs and the head have all disappeared out of thin air.

In ancient Chinese martial arts, there are many other methods of this kind of cultivation.

Chu Mo doesn't know everything. Although he remembers a lot, he doesn't show it at all on weekdays. Only at this moment of battle will his brain and body respond, and he will automatically display a certain ancient Chinese skill like a conditioned reflex. Come learn martial arts.

Wang Ba Tinglei has practiced well, a contraction formula can make himself invisible.

As for the masters of monkey-shaped kung fu, they can double their body size with one move of monkey squatting.

The wild dog pissing trick seems to be the ugliest, and it is not very strong in dodging. You must face the enemy with your back, dodge, and fight back with your hind legs.

"Damn it, damn it..." The dead black dragon knight had a frightened light in his pupils.

Before he could continue to attack, Chu Mo flicked, and the ink sword hanging behind his back made a sound like a dragon chant.

There is no cold sword energy, and no dazzling sword mang.

It was pitch black, just as black as ink.

Black sword body, black hilt.

The misty voice of "Wandering in the End of the World" sounded.

Chu Mo's swordplay is light and elegant, like a March breeze caressing his face.

A personal exchange.

The ink sword was sheathed, and he stood up, his black jewel-like eyes were shining brightly, looking at Hades, the king of the underworld not far away.

As for the dead black dragon knight and his black dragon, there were irregular marks on their bodies.

With a gust of breeze caressing, "哗啦啦..." Like broken ceramics, all of them were reduced to ashes.

(End of this chapter)