Martial arts become gods

Chapter 459
"Mo Xian!" Those who cared about Mo Xian had their hearts raised in their throats. After all, Wang Yan's attack this time was really terrifying.

Even if they are both one-star martial spirits, they will probably be defeated by this move.

"Go to hell, the magic water spiral is broken!" Wang Yan shouted violently, and rushed towards Mo Xian quickly.

The palm of his controlling Shuixuan was slightly dragged behind him, as if a mountain was pressing on it, and the veins on his entire arm were exposed, making him look extremely heavy.

The terrifying spiral energy locked onto Mo Xian, and the messy aura of heaven and earth seemed to tear him apart.

If she hadn't been physically strong and possessed the body protection of the Emperor Yan, he would have been twisted to pieces long ago.

"It's over!" A large group of people shook their heads at this moment. After all, the gap in strength is too great, and it is impossible to make up for it.

"Hmph, it's just a jumping clown, and he wants to disrespect my Wang family. It's just a dream." Wang Yuanming sneered, and looked at Mo Xian on the ring with disdain, which seemed to be blown by the strong wind as if it might shatter at any time.

After all, under normal circumstances, once targeted by Wang Yan's attack, it is almost inevitable.

Therefore, almost everyone believed that Mo Xian was bound to be defeated, and it could be said that he was bound to die.

Although they admire Mo Xian's courage, sometimes the reality is such a tragedy that no matter how ambitious you are, you will be ruthlessly destroyed.

However, everyone seems to have forgotten that from the beginning until now, Mo Xian was not that kind of conventional existence.

This attack seems impossible to dodge, but Mo Xian can fly!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the berserk energy directly enveloped Mo Xian, and then, the terrifying Yuanli storm poured out.

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening crash, the entire arena almost shook, and then cracks appeared one after another.

The arena with this characteristic was unable to withstand Wang Yan's attack and shattered.

It is conceivable how terrifying power Mo Xian must face.

The entire explosion lasted for several seconds before it dissipated.

There was no longer Mo Xian's figure on the ring, and the place where he was standing just now had turned into a bottomless hole.

It seemed that in the attack just now, Mo Xian had already been blasted into pieces.

"Mo Xian!"

Sun Zicong and the others couldn't help but let out an exclamation, even those from Tie Tu City were no exception. Could it be that Mo Xian just failed like this.

Two years of hard work, could it be that after all, it was nothing but a bubble?
The only one who is calm is probably Yin Qiantong.But it was only on the surface, her slender hand was already holding the long sword.

I'm afraid that once it is confirmed that Mo Xian is dead, she will attack without hesitation.

"Hey, it still doesn't work, after all, the gap in strength is too great!" Qi Yingjie and the others couldn't help shaking their heads, with a little regret on their faces.

Only the vice president's expression remained cold, but his clenched fists trembled slightly.

Because Wang Yan's blow just now was too shocking, everyone was stunned for a while.

Therefore, no one noticed that there was a smiling young man in the sky, and it was Mo Xian.

Although Wang Yan's attack just now was all-round, but he used Ziyunyi to narrowly avoid the attack that was enough to tear it apart completely.

Looking at Wang Yan under him, the corners of Moxi's blood-stained mouth rose slightly.

Then, he no longer hides his strength, and uses all available methods at this moment.

Stealth, lifted.

Fifth Grade Martial Pattern, open.

Mo Linghuo, boiling!

The Yanhuang Sutra, all directions come out!

Even Xiao En's poison came into use at this time.

At this moment, Mo Xian was destined to go all out.

This is his only chance to defeat Wang Yan, and he must not miss it.

The fiery sea of ​​flames was churning above the sky, and the terrifying power enveloped the entire arena like an overwhelming mountain.

At this moment, the sun seemed to have chosen to disappear because of the shock, and only Mo Xian was left in the world, who was frantically squeezing his strength.

"In heaven, he's not dead yet!"

At this time, those who recovered from the shock noticed the changes in the sky, raised their heads, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"He... can fly!"

This weird picture made everyone directly into a state of sluggishness, flying, what a beautiful word, but the vast majority of people, after all, may not be able to reach this state.

"Flying martial arts!" Qi Yingjie and the others couldn't help but nodded, but it wasn't enough.

What made everyone even more surprised was that Mo Xian's strength at this time was no longer a nine-star martial artist, but was already close to Wang Yan.

In other words, before Mo Xian, he still hid his strength just to catch him by surprise.

"There seems to be something else. His strength should be a half-step martial spirit. What exactly is it?" Qi Yingjie and the others frowned and looked at each other.

They obviously didn't see the martial patterns on Mo Xian's body, but Yin Xiuya, the old city lord, did. After all, he was also a sixth-grade blacksmith himself.

Even if he is as calm as him, he is a little uneasy at this moment: "Martial pattern, it is actually a fifth-rank martial pattern, this kid, what have you experienced in the past two years!"

At the same time, he was secretly thankful that he hadn't done anything to alienate Mo Xian at the gate of the city before.

Seeing the figure above the sky, the people of Tietucheng and Tongmeng breathed a sigh of relief, while Yin Qiantong let go of his hand on the hilt of the sword.

……

In just one day, Mo Xian's strength has changed continuously, and this is the third time. This really makes everyone doubt what the real strength of Mo Xian is.

In the entire square, almost everyone fell into a sluggish state. On this day, they were shocked too much.

At first they thought they were numb, but when Mo Xian finally showed this strength, they couldn't help being shocked.

"I won, I am the final winner!" On the ring, Wang Yan was still excited about finally killing Mo Xian. Suddenly, he noticed that the eyes of the people around him were all staring at the sky.

He was startled, and immediately looked to the top of his head, and immediately saw a scene that horrified him.

"This...impossible!" Wang Yan said as if he was dreaming. He couldn't believe that his strongest blow just now, his strongest and most proud blow, actually failed to kill Mo Xian.

At this moment, all of Mo Xian's attacks were ready to complete, he smiled at the shocked Wang Yan, and then tilted all his attacks down.

The first three chapters of the Yanhuang Jing were released together, almost comparable to the fifth-rank martial arts, and Mo Xian's strength at this time was almost equal to Wang Yan.

Therefore, his attack will definitely make Wang Yan, who is too late to guard against it, pay a price.

"boom!"

Yanhuang's Sky Cracking Hand, Skybreaking Fire Spirit Halberd, and Yanhuang Batian Seal condensed into an attack at this time, and smashed hard on the ring.

"boom!"

Amidst the huge collision sound, the ring, which was already devastated, turned into powder in an instant.

And the power of terror is sweeping away.

The ground collapsed in an instant, and Wang Yan's shrill scream came from it.

Although they were far apart, there were still many weaker people in the arena who were so shocked that their seven orifices bleed from the shock of Mo Xian's blow, and what's more, they passed out directly.

(End of this chapter)