Chapter 215 (2/2)
Mu Xiaodong looked up in surprise, just to the line of sight of Chu Yan.
Before he saw Chu Yan's calm eyes, he burst out a dazzling light like stars.
”Damn it! The boy cheated
Just when this idea flashed through Mu Xiaodong's mind, Chu Yan had already grasped the fierce fire gun, and the Dragon went out to sea, drawing iron and silver hooks, stabbing out a shocking shot.
”Bloody battle of the sun!”
”You can't imagine, Mu Xiaodong. I'm not good at using knives!”
Suddenly, a large amount of air was penetrated and burst in the air, making a deafening sound like the explosion of steel.
Mu Xiaodong's face suddenly changed.
The xueyang spear technique is a medium-grade martial art of the Lin family in Changqing town. This martial art is not well-known. Although it was handed down by the ancestors of the Lin family, the Lin family does not attach much importance to this ”low-level” martial art.
If they knew now that Chu Yan had exerted the power of prefecture level martial arts, I'm afraid the ancestors of the Lin family would jump out of their ancestral graves and kowtow to Chu Yan.
”Fire rises the dragon!” With a roar, Mu Xiaodong's pale skin burst into red like a flame in an instant. His body suddenly twisted an incredible angle in mid air, just avoiding Chu Yan's stab.
In his heart, he felt numb. His body was frozen in the air, out of his control.
”No, it's Mingwen!” Mu Xiaodong took a cold breath and looked at Chuyan who sneered not far away.
From the movements of the other's lips, he could see that the other side seemed to say the words ”lightning inscription”.
”Damn it Mu Xiaodong didn't expect to be careless. He suffered a dark loss. He was thinking about how to solve the current problem. At this time, he heard Chu Yan shout.
”Brothers and sisters, do it!”
The next moment, the tide of the offensive, such as tearing up the fleet of waves, from all directions, all roared on Mu Xiaodong's body.
”Little wuxiangdian star finger!”
”Wild sword technique!”
”Lingyu sword skill!”
”The moon and the stars are falling!”
Crackle!
In the process of falling, Mu Xiaodong explodes countless blood threads on his body, soars up again and falls far away.
The rat king, who was originally under his arm, was fried into meat and mud. His viscera were mixed with steaming blood. He splashed all over the ground, leaving only one rat head, which fell on the ground and rolled several times. It just rolled in front of Chu Yan and was trampled by him.
Mu Xiaodong fell to the ground with difficulty. His red girdle had been twisted to pieces. There was hardly a piece of intact skin and flesh in his upper body. Some wounds could be seen deeply. His pale face was covered with a thick layer of blood. His hair was messy. He covered his chest and looked at the crowd with surprise and anger. He vomited blood in his mouth.
I didn't expect that under the situation of great disparity in strength, several people could hit Mu Xiaodong hard with one hand. The faces of Fan Cheng and others all showed a look of surprise and joy at the moment.
Chu Yan, however, had expected this for a long time. He said with a smile, ”as long as we make rational use of the resources in our hands, it is not impossible to win with the weak and the broad.”
Hearing the speech, they nodded.
Chu Yan's opportunity to use the lightning inscription is just right. It's just when Mu Xiaodong is hanging in the air and can't move.
If the difference is even a tiny bit, it will not have such a good effect.
At this time, Chu Yan looked at the angry Mu Xiaodong and said: ”you are dead, because your strength is not as good as one tenth of your usual.”
They were stunned again and looked at Mu Xiaodong.
The flash of panic on Mu Xiaodong's face shows that what Chu Yan just said is correct.