The first devil chef in history

Chapter 247 Fierce Battle

(I read Zhiqiu’s novel today, and I really feel that the novels of the Great God have exploded my novel Eighteen Streets from the inside out. I’m so angry. One day I want to become a Great God! Zhiqiu is now 35 years old, I think If I practice more than ten years of writing, I should be close! The last few days are really fucking out of shape, because the midterm exam is so annoying, I really don’t want to fail again, but I can’t read calculus. Understand.)
"The power I want to fuse with you now was actually a dangerous low-level energy in ancient times. Although you feel that it is higher than magic power, it is just a feeling. In terms of nature, it is still It's a low-level energy."

Shu Ling's voice was indistinct, and Li Gongzhe couldn't understand or hear clearly. At this moment, he felt as if he was dreaming.

This feeling of living in a dream is actually not a good feeling.

Moro Moda looked at Li Gongzhe from above, and slowly raised the sword in his hand, forming an invisible and intangible pressure between raising his hands and feet.

Li Gongzhe felt an unknown fire, and he became irritable in his heart. For some reason, he just wanted to kill, tear up, and destroy!
This feeling became more and more intense, and the first thing he wanted to kill was the old guy who stood above him and put him under great pressure.

"Ho~ ho ho ho, why do you have to stand at such a high place, it's disgusting to be condescending, die, why don't you die for me."

Extreme irritability, inexplicable irritability, the only remaining thoughts in my mind are just wanting to fight and destroy those things that can be destroyed.

Then Li Gongzhe moved, and the energy flow on his body also began to surge, traces of black-purple energy circled around his body, and he rushed straight up as if bringing out a dim afterimage, blinking. With the effort of his eyes, he came to Moro Moda.

"Good speed."

Moro Moda closed his eyes, and just turned around slightly, but missed Li Gongzhe's claw strike, which directly tore apart the air nearby.

Li Gongzhe was still in the air, so he launched continuous attacks on Moro Moda, punching and kicking, as if he didn't need to land on the ground, he started attacking Moro Moda in a row.

Moro Moda never opened his eyes from the beginning to the end, but his steps were wrong, and his position was like a fox-trot. Generally speaking, no one can dodge attacks while walking around in such a leisurely manner with eyes closed, but Moro Moda Da can.

Because this is an ability he has cultivated with great difficulty over the years, it is called 'mind eye'.

This is the insight and combat theory gained in practice and training. Even in a desperate situation, one can calmly take a step to reverse the situation. It is the ability of a warrior that can only be trained after a lot of deliberate practice.

In fact, in this world where a super expert's big move can easily destroy towns, the role of the mind is not very great. Moro Moda's practice of 'mind' is mainly used to prevent assassination.

As a high-level person in the upper class, plus he is also a powerful commander of the famous side, the possibility of being assassinated is very high.Although Molo Moda's strength is indeed very strong, in this world, it doesn't mean that if you are powerful, you will not die. No matter how strong you are, you may be directly stabbed to death by a sudden blow.

Even for an invincible and powerful man like the old devil king, if he was suddenly stabbed in the heart with a divine weapon with all his strength, [-]% of them would die.

The old devil king is now also half-dead by successive blows, so there is no one in this world who will never die, so Molo Moda spent decades of hard work and practice is not considered strong' mind's eye'.

Li Gongzhe finally landed on the ground, and as soon as he landed, he kicked Thomas with a very exaggerated roundabout kick, but Moro Moda just snorted coldly.

"Still not strong enough."

He stretched out his hand to block the blow with the scabbard, and Li Gongzhe jumped back to distance himself, and then he began to growl at Moro Moda.

"Die, die, hurry up and die."

Molo Moda insisted that he could eat Li Gongzhe alone, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of Li Gongzhe's provocation. What he was thinking about now was how to catch Li Gongzhe alive.

Li Gongzhe rushed over suddenly, stretched out his hand to punch Moro Moda, Moro Moda also turned around casually, and dodged confidently.

Who would have known that Li Gongzhe's arm stretched unscientifically by about half a meter, and the purple-black energy on that claw hit Moro Moda's body easily, and he ate the full One hit and the whole person flew out directly.

"hahahahahahahahaha."

Li Gongzhe raised his head to the sky and screamed, his hands turned into giant claws like 'fierce', and began to stretch.

Moro Moda, who was sent flying, hit the ground and rolled two or three times before barely stopping his body. Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he spat on the ground with a livid face.

"Bastard, traitor, you are so fucking smart."

Moro Moda's tall and thin body suddenly swelled up, his muscles bulged, his limbs were as thick as a pine horn, and his physique swelled wildly.

"I won't be afraid of you even when I'm tough. I'm Molo Moda, the number one commander in the East China Sea!"

Molo Moda stuck the sword on the ground, clasped his hands together, pointed his fingertips at Li Gongzhe, and then flew towards Li Gongzhe.

"Ji He Jian Wuya."

His hands turned into long swords that pierced the air, and his whole body turned into a streamer of light, which crossed the space in the blink of an eye, and the old man bumped straight into it.

"hey-hey."

The two giant claws on Li Gongzhe's body were erratic, turning into two phantom afterimages, and they grabbed Moro Moda suddenly.

Strong against strong, hard against hard.

Moro Moda's figure was stopped by Li Gongzhe's back half a step. His face was full of anger, unwillingness and helplessness, but he knew that his pure body competition was really not Li Gongzhe's opponent.

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Molo Moda didn't know when there was another sword in his hand, and the sword was held in his hand like a toy. This guy was two meters tall and now he was full of muscles. , the sword in his hand does look a little ridiculous.

The speed of swinging the sword is really fast. Some people may think that the higher the agility, the higher the attack speed. In fact, it is not the case. Li Kui has great strength to make the afterimages of the double-axe dance again and again, and this Moro Moda also has the strength of his arms. The sword dance in the very big hand is impeccable.

It’s really watertight. During the hand-to-hand fight with Li Gongzhe, the black and purple energy on Li Gongzhe’s body always wanted to take the opportunity to erode Moro Moda’s body, but he was always attracted by Moro Moda’s sword dance. stop.

"duang!"

Another collision between the giant claw and the sword, the distance between the two was separated in an instant, and then Molo Moda smiled slightly.

"Ji He Magic Nine Flashes."

Li Gongzhe didn't react, how many swords were fired at this moment, one sword?Two swords?

In fact, you can tell from the name that there are nine swords in total, and each sword is extremely precise and powerful.

The armor on Li Gongzhe's body was lifted like the cover of a crab by the sword. Li Gongzhe screamed and roared, but he was powerless and could only watch helplessly as the armor on his body, which was much harder than reinforced concrete, gradually faded away. broken.

"But that's it."

Molo Moda smiled confidently.

(End of this chapter)