Chapter 60： Qingyun Sword Technique (2/2)
One finger!
Diao Yayun's understatement meant that Mo Yang's blood was splashed on the spot, lying on the ground, his hands trembling constantly.
This is the ultimate gap in strength, which is fundamentally irreversible.
”Waste is waste!”
Diao Yayun said calmly: ”On the Continent of Heaven, everyone is destined to achieve this life when they are born. Some people can only become supporting actors, and some people can only be trampled waste. Unfortunately, You are!”
This sentence, for any person, will feel arrogant.
But now what I said from Diao Yayun's mouth is so reasonable and so irrefutable.
”So much shit!”
In the blink of an eye, Mo Yang stood up from the ground.
At this moment, the blood in his hands had already dried up, and the terrifying finger hole had disappeared.
Seeing this scene, Diao Yayun was stunned.
But Mo Yang waved his hands, feeling the power recovered in his hands.
He naturally understands why this is!
The medicinal bath lasted for half a month, and he was soaked in the medicine industry almost all day every day, and his body had accumulated too much medicinal effect.
And those medicinal effects were obtained by the shepherd instructor who spent nearly 100,000 lower-grade spirit stones.
What is the concept of one hundred thousand lower grade spirit stones!
Enough for his Mo family's net income for nearly half a year.
”Thank you, Teacher Pastor!”
In his heart, Mo Yang's body moved.
”Hunyuan Thunder Palm!”
With a low drink, Mo Yang's body flew up into the sky, and a strong wind rushed towards Diao Yayun between his hands.
He has practiced this palm many times, and with this palm, he has killed many Tier 5 monsters in the North Cloud Mountains.
Mo Yang believed that even if this palm didn't cause Diao Yayun to be hit hard, it would at least catch him off guard.
”Paiyun Quan!”
With a low drink, Diao Yayun stood still, his legs as if rooted on the ground, motionless.
However, his hands were as elegant as clouds, and he suddenly jumped up and directly rushed towards Mo Yang, which was coming by.
boom……
There was a low hum, and for an instant, Mo Yang rushed in front of Diao Yayun. When Diao Yayun was still five meters away, his chest collapsed, and there was a crackling bone.
Get out!
The physical body's six-fold condensed pulse state, Qi Jin can be released, but Diao Yayun actually reaches a distance of five meters against the sky.
This is simply more terrifying than the seven-fold condensed yuan realm warrior.
Even a warrior in the Ning Yuan realm can't guarantee that after condensing the true essence, he can affect the power of the true essence to a distance of five meters outside his body.
Only the strong who stepped into the tenth level of the Ling Aperture can truly release the true essence and move freely.
With a bang, Mo Yang fell on the ring again.
Two times against Diao Yayun, Mo Yang had absolutely no backhand.
It was almost the same time when Diao Yayun was shot.
This time, even with the medicinal effect that Mu Yun asked Mo Yang to take a medicinal bath before, he struggled a dozen times before slowly standing up.
And Diao Yayun stood by and did not make a move.
Facing Mo Yang, he had pride in his heart.
”Ahem...”
Standing up with a pale face, Mo Yang suddenly couldn't help but coughed, blood running along the corner of his mouth, wet his chest.
But he still stood up stubbornly.
In fact, for this game, when Diao Yayun played, it was already doomed and Mo Yang would lose.
Mu Yun knew this in his heart.
It's just that he didn't expect that Mo Yang was still insisting.
The two clashes are enough to see that he is not Diao Yayun's opponent.
”Trash, don't you admit defeat?”
Seeing Mo Yang standing up stubbornly, Diao Yayun sneered and said, ”Is it possible that you still have illusions, imagining that you can win?”
Keng...
However, Diao Yayun's words fell, and the only response to him was the sonorous hum of a green front.
Qingque sword!
Mo Yang, took out the Qingque sword!
”Do you think you can beat me with a sword?” Diao Yayun smiled and shook his head: ”It seems that you should see the reality clearly!”
After the words fell, Diao Yayun's body bends slightly.
His hands were bent into iron hooks, like sharp claws, revealing a trace of murderous intent.
At the same time, Mo Yang held the Qingque Sword in his palm, and there was a hint of coldness on the edge of the blade.
The high-grade mortal weapon Qingque sword was made by Muyun himself, and this Qingque sword was refined by the refining method spread from Zhu Xiantu.
It's just the true power that can only be manifested in real battles.
”Qingyun go straight up!”
With a low drink, Mo Yang displayed the first style of the Qingyun sword technique and swung out a sword, but that sword was like a three-style sword skill, striking Diao Yayun from three directions.
Ding……
Ding……
Two clinks sounded at the same time, and as Diao Yayun waved his hands, the two sword qis were instantly defeated.
However, abruptly, the direction and speed of the third sword aura changed abruptly, and it actually bypassed the front of Diao Yayun and slew towards Diao Yayun.