Chapter 1983 (1/2)

It has to be said that Liu Mingchuan's courage is indeed commendable. After all, there is a gap between di yuan and Tian Yuan that can not be crossed. Under normal circumstances, even the peak of Diyuan can not compete with Tianyuan realm. This is a common sense.

But at the moment, Liu Ming is lengtouqing's temper has broken out, relying on the colorful Xiangyun sword in his hand, he wants to fight against this mo'ang.

Moreover, seeing Liu Ming pass on this posture, he didn't intend to use the Daoism that ye Qian gave him. Instead, he was ready to cut the guy in front of him with his colorful Xiangyun sword.

Looking at the colorful sky that day, mo'ang at the moment was stunned and panicked: ”magic weapon? Is it a magic weapon? ”

However, soon moon's mouth was still and showed a smile: ”smelly boy, no wonder you dare to be so rampant. It turns out that there are magic tools to bless.”

After a pause, mo'ang continued: ”but it's a waste if such a high-quality magic tool falls into your hands. It's better for me to accept him.”

Although mo'ang was born in the holy boxing sect and fought all over the world with a pair of fists, it does not mean that mo'ang is not knowledgeable. After all, he is an old monster who has lived in this world for years. He can clearly distinguish the good and bad of the treasure in Liu Ming's hand.

When Mo angyue was about to take Liu Mingchuan's life and take away the colorful Xiangyun sword, Liu Mingchuan also gave a sneer, and the sword in his hand was full of light and said, ”dragon, come out.”

In an instant, the whole Wanyan family's big work, and the sound of dragon chanting came and went one after another.

Just in a flash, mo'ang was surrounded by thousands of sword Qi.

To this Mo ang is also slightly surprised, heart way: stinky boy, to still be some ability.

Although mo'ang praised Liu Mingchuan's means, he said with disdain: ”what nonsense swordsmanship is just sensationalism. It's good-looking but not useful.”

As he spoke, mo'ang raised his hand. His fists instantly gathered innumerable auras. That terrible force went straight into the sky, and all of a sudden, the sword spirit condensed by Liu Mingchuan was shattered.

Then, that towering fist force directly toward Liu Ming Chuan in the past, and at the moment, Liu Ming Chuan can only be one after another to retreat.

In the face of mo'ang, Liu Mingchuan suffers a loss in the realm. If he could have a Tianyuan realm at the moment, he would not be suppressed by mo'ang so badly.

When Liu Mingchuan felt that he was going to be breathless, a voice of a middle-aged man suddenly sounded in his mind, saying: ”I said boy, you are so bad. You can't even stop such a mortal. Do you want me to help you?”

Obviously, the owner of this voice is not someone else. It is Liu Mingchuan's Mount, the tiger demon king, one of the four demon kings in Jinyao island.

Although the tiger demon king disdains Liu Ming's cultivation and realm, he has spent a long time with the boy in front of him. The tiger demon king likes this casual boy. At least he is more lazy and free when he is with him than with Ye Qian.

But at the moment, Liu Mingchuan was very stubborn, and directly rejected the tiger demon king's request for help: ”stinking tiger, can't you say less sarcastic words? Well, I can handle this guy right now. I don't need your help. ”

”Hard mouth!”

Seeing that Liu Mingchuan didn't want to let himself do it, the tiger demon king murmured that he didn't say anything anymore. After all, Liu Mingchuan at this time was far from being alive and dead.

Besides, the tiger demon king and Liu Mingchuan signed the blood contract of the demon clan. As long as the tiger demon king does not die, Liu Mingchuan can not have any problems. After all, they are symbiotic now.

And in the tiger demon king and Liuming legend at the same time, Mo Ang's fist strength is more and more fierce.

Sometimes Liu Mingchuan can't even see where mo'ang's fist is at all.

In the face of such a powerless situation, Liu Mingchuan can only wave the multicolored Xiangyun sword and resist.

Here, people with a clear eye can see that Liu Mingchuan is dead. Every move he takes falls behind. If the edge of the colorful Xiangyun sword is too sharp to let Mo ang get close to him, Liu Mingchuan would have been a dead man at the moment.

Of course, this scene is also in the eyes of people in the sky city.

As for mo'ang, Tianqi monk just sighed: ”Amitabha, mo'ang is worthy of being a rare talent of shengquanzong in a hundred years. His cultivation and his strong fist strength are hard for ordinary people to match. Ye Jushi, it seems that Liu Jushi is going to lose this game.”

The great monk Tianqi is subtly instructing Ye Qian. His meaning is very clear. He still hopes that ye qian can stop his work as soon as possible.

Although the great monk Tianqi had predicted that Liu Mingchuan would be defeated, he did not think that Liu Mingchuan would die. After all, ye Qian was there. Even if it was thousands of miles away, he believed that ye Qian had the ability to save Liu Mingchuan, so he was not worried about it at all.