Chapter 363 (2/2)
As long zhanchen felt the heavier and heavier spear in his hand, his face suddenly became gloomy. At the same time, his energy suddenly mobilized and rushed into the spear, which stabilized the trembling and heavier spear and continued to attack Mo Jueyuan like waves.
Just for a moment, the instability of the spear gave Mo Jueyuan a chance to take advantage of it. He immediately laughed and said quietly:
”Be careful, senior.”
With Mo Jueyuan's words, Mo Jueyuan's body is like electricity. He jumps forward suddenly, and at the same time, the small white light ball in his hand beats the spear fiercely.
”No, the boy wants to attack close.”
As soon as he saw Mo Jueyuan's shining hands, his face suddenly changed. He was about to turn his long gun, and the gun suddenly vibrated violently. A powerful force burst out. The great force intruded into long zhanchen's arm along the long gun. Suddenly, long zhanchen's hands and mouth were numb, and his strength was lost, The long gun in hand also slowed down in this instant.
”Ha ha, be careful, senior.”
Mo Chueh yuan laughed wildly and reminded him again. Then there was a violent burst in the air, and the air was turbulent. Suddenly, Mo Chueh yuan flashed like a ghost and rushed to the Dragon battle. His hands were white. Looking from a distance, he could only see a white awn with a long tail shooting at the Dragon battle.
”Crack stone fist.”
Mo Jueyuan was in the middle of the air. He suddenly gave a loud drink, and a huge momentum immediately locked in the dragon's battle. At the same time, his fists, like a dragon going out to sea, attacked the dragon's chest with fierce momentum.
Long zhanchen's face is extremely ugly. He didn't expect that he would be attacked by the other side. However, long zhanchen is not only powerful with long guns, but also good with fists.
Seeing Mo Jueyuan's two fists attack, long zhanchen's face flashed fiercely, his right hand moved, and the black long gun disappeared instantly. At that moment, a glimmer of light flashed on long zhanchen's right hand ring. He put the long gun away and emptied his hands. Long zhanchen clenched his fist, snorted and yelled:
”Well, fists? I will, too
With a wave of dragon's fists, the cracking sound of Chi La rings out. The air is like a piece of cloth torn, and suddenly there is a twisted turbulence.
Bang Bang
In an instant, Mo Jueyuan's fists collided with long zhanchen's fists. In the blink of an eye, they collided dozens of times. The fierce energy burst forth, and all of a sudden, the trees and the land around them were shot out of holes with the thickness of their fingers, which were more than feet deep.
The collision of two fists, like the collision of two hot fireballs, broke out surging waves, wave after wave to spread around, the trees within a hundred meters around constantly swaying, large leaves fell, before landing, they were turned into powder and scattered all over the ground.
Bang Bang
The two men were like two hurricanes. The place they passed was in a mess. The violent turbulence in the air shocked the students of tianwu college. They were stunned and looked at each other. Their eyes were full of admiration. They watched the battle in a daze, without blinking.
Looking at the surging waves in front of him and feeling the strength of them, a young man in the outer air couldn't help but look at the battle with adoration in his eyes, and muttered to himself:
”So strong, both are so strong, that's the strong, the real strong.”
All of a sudden, there was a rare clash of fists and feet in his ear, which made the young man very bored. Looking back, they were the two people who had been fighting for the sake of arguing who was strong. The young man frowned and his eyes flashed fiercely. With the momentum of lightning, he suddenly kicked them off and left a sentence coldly
”Go away.”
They immediately ran to the distance with a face full of horror.
The young man immediately looked back at the battle, and just for a moment, the battle in the field was deadlocked.
Long zhanchen's right hand is on Mo Jueyuan's shoulder, but it's pinched by Mo Jueyuan's left hand. Mo Jueyuan's right hand is against long zhanchen's chest, but it's pinched by long zhanchen's left hand. They can't move for a moment, and the battle is at a deadlock.
Seeing this from a distance, wu long and Zhen Qinshou, who watched the two fight, immediately said with a smile:
”Zhan Chen lost.”
Wu Long raised his eyebrows and said with disbelief
”Oh? Will Zhan Chen lose? Not necessarily. By the way, this boy will... ”
Zhen Qin's eyes flashed with three words
”Sword in the sleeve.”