Chapter 1008 (1/2)

I haven't felt like that for a long time.

Since he became famous, he had few opportunities to start his own business, and he had little life to make him really serious. Dan was one of them, and he died in Shi Ganxing. Now Chen Mo is the second.

The long lost power is released.

Chen Mo gives him a stronger feeling than Dan.

The black coated armor, with magical patterns on the pupils, looks like the gaze of a behemoth in the abyss. At the moment of body shaping, Tong Qing screamed and turned into a shadow and disappeared in the air.

Move, Tong Qing's body all strength restraint release.

His eyes are covered with dark light, his body becomes strong and tough, and his skin has colorful pupil lines, which makes him extremely mysterious.

The moment appears in front of Chen mo.

A strong breath came to his face, with an invincible momentum, breaking through the sound speed. When he appeared, the sound explosion had not spread.

His fists were flapping, and the long blade in his hand was shining. In a twinkling of an eye, the endless potential turns into a murderous spirit, like a giant beast in the abyss, opening its mouth and vowing to swallow it down.

It's hard to see the outside world.

Such a fierce side, and his relatively friendly image to the outside world is quite different, shocked.

Every movement of him transcends the speed of sound, seeing its shape first and then hearing its sound, like thunder bursts in a storm.

Any punch, as long as it is hit, will bear a huge impact, and his hand has a long blade with a short pulse laser, which can penetrate the body.

If there is any negligence in the fight between masters, the winner or loser can be determined in an instant.

Chen Mo's calm eyes are a little cautious, but not flustered. It seems that everything in front of him is in his expectation.

The body constantly twists, the hand also leg linkage reaction, dodge and resist. His movement is very fast, fast with aesthetic feeling, every movement is very natural, and there is no panic.

Chen Mo, who has calmed down, is paying more attention than ever before. Tong Qing's movements, which are fast to the extreme, have become slower in his eyes.

The atmosphere became silent, only the sound of battle collision in the high altitude, the life below was open mouth, unable to describe the shock of the heart.

”You are very good.” Pupil green no temperature of the black pupil slightly flashing, with shock.

Chen Mo's speed is not inferior to him.

At this stage, the top players with extraordinary insight and vision can be compared. They can have a general judgment on the strength of the other side only with the movements shown in one round.

Chen Mo feels different to him.

Like a bottomless pit, strong is strong, never know where his limit is.

Tong Qing is one of the most powerful natural ways. He is also on guard in the attack.

Chen Mo's ability is very strange. So is his body. He has no limit. His limbs are linked together. His movements are different but accurate. He is like an individual with a sense of independent thinking.

He felt like he was fighting two people, even four people.

This strange situation made him unable to see the details of Chen mo.

He's growing!

This absurd idea comes to Tong Qing's mind.

Looking back on the process of fighting with Chen Mo just now, he seems to see Chen Mo grow from a small raft in a storm to a huge ship.

Solid growth.

He can't imagine that a life can grow so big in such a short time.

Suddenly, Tong Qing feels a sense of danger behind him. Chen Mo's body disappears in front of his eyes and moves behind him. The fighting sting of the armor is coming to his back.

”Hum.” Tong Qing hums coldly, his body turns and his legs become whip, sweeping Chen Mo's waist.

In an instant, Chen Mo flies and disappears behind him again. Before Tong Qingxin's success, he sweeps down his legs and gives him a whip.

You come and I go.

The air became the center of the storm.

Crash!

From time to time, the sound of the star map stele crumbled, and the forest of Steles became a mess. Every once in a while, there was an impact crater, as if the meteorite rain had fallen down and the whole scene was devastated. Plumes of smoke and dust emerge, accompanied by the sound of terror, each beat in the heart.

Tong Qing has a dignified face, but his movements are not slow.

He never underestimated Chen Mo, but he didn't expect to underestimate Chen mo.

The armor was scarred, but it didn't have any impact on him. The initiative of the attack was still in his hand. The raindrop attack was constantly testing Chen Mo's defense limit. Every punch was accompanied by a sonic boom, which aroused fog and storm cohesion.

It's terrible.

This is the inner activity of all the onlookers.

This intensity of fighting, beyond their image.