C341 Linnaeus (1) (1/2)
”Kill!”
With a shout, the figure moved!
Chu Mo and Xu Yonghe attacked at the same time, and like two shooting stars, they fiercely attacked each other.
”Rumble!”
The golden cross blade and the fire fist shadows collided with a loud bang, producing the sound of thunder from the ninth heaven.
The cloudy sky suddenly brightened up as if the sky was thousands of miles high. It was so bright that one couldn't even open their eyes.
Only when the light dimmed did he see that it was a light that had erupted from the center of the golden thorns. It was like the rays of the sun shining into a dark, lightless room, illuminating the entire world.
Immediately, a peerless and terrifying force surged out from the light, and with the power to topple mountains and overturn seas, it shook off ten thousand lines of rain, and struck loudly towards the shadow of Chu Mo's fist.
The fist shadows were like flames, exploding out with a beam of golden light.
In that instant, within the layers of fists like the sea of fire, the golden light was boundless. It was as if the sun had risen into the east, illuminating the endless space. Even the raindrops in the sky had turned into golden lines that fell straight down.
”Crack!”
Suddenly, with a crisp sound, a bolt of lightning appeared in the sky.
The lightning was like flames of fury, producing a rich red color. It split apart the golden threads of rain, creating thunderous explosions with an unparalleled domineering aura.
This was the result of the fist shadows exploding!
The Lihuo Dragon Slaying Fist exploded with a loud bang, instantly extinguishing the cross of golden light. Under the fierce collision of the two, an indescribable wave of energy swept out in all directions like a raging sea, causing wet mud to fly everywhere. Under the Fire and Golden Spiritual Energy's reflection, it was like fireworks.
”Swoosh!” ”Swish!”
Amidst the fireworks, two figures flew out. They spat out blood along the way, and were heavily injured!
Chu Mo flew backwards as if he was flying, traces of blood hung from the corner of his mouth, his face also slightly pale white. He only landed on the ground after he had retreated fifteen meters.
Before this, Xu Yonghe had descended.
As soon as he landed on the ground, Xu Yonghe impatiently rushed forward, his fists raised, wanting to take the opportunity while Chu Mo was feeling unsteady to catch him off guard.
However, just as Xu Yonghe was about to rush out of the rain and dust, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis. A faint chill lingered in his heart.
”This is bad!”
Amidst his great shock, Xu Yonghe looked through the rain and saw Chu Mo, as well as the...
A great arch!
That bow was really big. There was a flying phoenix engraved on it. It gave off an indescribable presence that terrified the souls of those who looked at it.