Chapter 935 (2/2)

If they were shocked three hours ago, now they are desperate!

Mo Yun's lips were dry, his hands trembled unconsciously, looking ten thousand meters away in front of him.

Still

He's still there!!

For three hours... Nearly a thousand tricks bombard, even if a province will be reduced to ashes, but... The figure in front is still alive!

As if Wudang is not old pine, wind and rain for thousands of years, seemingly every time to break pine, but the other side is stiff down!

His spiritual consciousness has penetrated the thick smoke, but he can't see tianzai, he can only see a wall, can't see the head, can't see the sky, can't see the tail, can cover the ground.

Wall of sighs.

In Greek mythology, the endless wall dividing the pure land of bliss and the underworld. It is composed of three sighs of Bethany. Now, he seems to be standing under the endless wall, trying to break through the indestructible wall with a tiny human body. He suddenly understood a word.

Manpower is sometimes poor.

These words crossed in the heart of Moyun Laozu, and he could not help but step back. For the first time, the idea of retreat sprouted in his heart.

But the retreat stopped immediately.

Can't go back!

Just like the hundreds of millions of people on earth behind tianzai, there are also countless creatures in Zhenwu world behind him.

No one can afford to lose.

At this moment, finally came a voice in the thick smoke.

Still flat, leisurely, as if just a few hours never happened.

”Daoyou, is it over?”

”Is it my turn, then?”

Mo Yun Lao Zu was stunned, then he looked up to the sky and laughed.

Laughing formed a turbulent wind and waves, blowing away everything that had just been burned by the flame. With his cold hum, the black smoke where tianzai was disappeared, showing the old way of maintaining the same posture.

”Ridiculous.” Calm down, he knew that his mind was in a mess. Even if he was the first person in the real martial arts world, he could only sigh in the face of such an iron wall made by gods. Be awed by the other party, this kind of feeling can never appear in the present.

”I have been attacked by benzhenjun for three hours, but I can't fight back. How dare I say that?”

There was no answer. Tianzai leaned down slightly, like a sharp arrow ready to pop up at any time. Clearly is the impact, but also like a crane wings, wings to fly.

Again

Here we go again! It's that damned weirdness again!

Mr. Moyun has never felt that a battle is so hard to fight. He has never heard of this kind of Taiji, which is composed of static action and slow action!

The world's martial arts can't be broken fast, and so can the world's magic power. If you seal faster, you can kill the opponent before he finishes his seal. If your magic power is faster, you can run away. How can you have this kind of inexplicable magic power!He could see the opponent's move, because it was slow to turtle speed. He could see the other side's aura, and was equally unhappy. But

Just can't get away!

”Be careful.” Tianzai's white hair and long beard moved slightly. The next second, the lightning and flint, the mood of Mo Yun's father was suddenly as if he had been splashed with cold water, and his pores were tight.

How fast!

Fast as lightning, fast as light. If tianzai is a bow, before that, the bowstring was pulled slowly and stretched to the full. At this moment, it suddenly shot out.

Tianzai's figure expanded rapidly in his pupils. He took a deep breath and went up with a roar.

Yuanying is also proud of Yuanying.

”Boom!” Ten meters big giant of fire blows out with one fist, but before tianzai's chest, his two hands are inclined to hold the giant's fist.

”Closed as if sealed.” Tianzai's eyes are not sad or happy. A huge force that he had felt before suddenly appears in the hand of Moyun Laozu. He can't help but rotate again. But this time, tianzai turns leisurely, and his old body kicks out like lightning, hitting the flame giant's chest.

”Dong...” a simple martial art move, but at the moment of kicking, a black-and-white halo as big as 1000 meters was thrown around the chest of Moyun's ancestor. Moyun's eyes were wide open, and he was kicked 100 meters directly.

How could that be!!

Mr. Moyun was looking at the smaller and smaller figure below. He didn't feel the other side's spirit power, as if his own power had come back. He can't figure it out. He's too stubborn. He won't accept it!

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Today and tomorrow, it should be the second shift. In other words, the voting on the third shift is not fierce ~ ~ there is no difference between the two shifts and the second shift