Chapter 17

"I didn't expect elder martial brother Moli to practice three thousand sword rain, which is an intermediate fighting skill in the Xuan level. He can differentiate a thousand long swords."

"It's said that senior brother Murray only differentiated more than 500 handles through his experience three months ago. It's only in the past three months that senior brother Murray can differentiate into 1000 handles. Senior brother Murray's talent is really terrible!"

"Just now, the boy Chen Mo probably angered senior brother Moli. Senior brother, he directly used his cards."

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"Ding, three thousand sword rain, Xuan level intermediate fighting skills, which can spend 1000 Qi points to watch deeply and 800 Qi points to watch."

Chen Mo looked at the sword array that almost blocked the sun, and his face changed slightly.

This indiscriminate attack has almost nowhere to hide.

"MMP, when the contest is over, I have to practice the thousand thunder formula successfully."

Chen Mo, who doesn't practice fighting skills, can only fight hard in close combat. When he meets a master like Molly who puts his sword, he can only resist beating.

"Desperate?" Molly looked at Chen Mo's face and smiled, "die for me!"

With the wave of Molly's palm, the sword array hanging above Chen Mo's head burst down like raindrops.

"Despair? Then you underestimate me."

Chen Mo stamped the soles of his feet, and his vigorous fighting spirit burst out from the palm. "You don't have the weapon, the spear of the dark god."

A black spear was instantly condensed in Chen Mo's hands.

With Chen Mo's high-speed dance, the power of hell communicated by Shenxiang prison strength summoned to its four sides to form a fierce black tornado, which was only mixed with subtle purple fire and lightning.

Chen Mo is in the eye of the black tornado.

A powerful momentum erupted.

The momentum from Chen Mo was also felt by the people around the square. It was the power shown by Chen Mo in his personal show.

"Fighting spirit congealing form, this is indeed fighting spirit congealing form."

If the giant elephant shown by Chen Mo in the previous personal show is more illusory, the spear at this time is really a real object.

"Fighting spirit condenses form. That's the means that a strong fighting spirit can have. How did he do it?"

Among the disciples, there was an uproar. Even the Presbyterian group heard several voices of surprise.

"Is it a weapon evolved from the skill?" the soul power of the ancient river, King Dan, broke out from the center of his eyebrows and quickly penetrated the source of Chen Mo Ming's spear.

Yun Yun's complexion didn't change much, because she saw this power when she was in the Warcraft mountains.

This black spear, held in Chen Mo's hand, seems to have a great increase.

"Is this your card?" although Molly couldn't understand the black spear, he didn't think Chen Mo had the strength of fighting spirit. He immediately hummed coldly, "I want to see how you can block my 3000 sword rain."

The dense sword rain continuously cuts on the black tornado.

But the black tornado is like an iron wall. No matter how the sword rain cuts, it can't break Chen Mo's defense.

"It's blocked."

"Elder martial brother Murray's 3000 thunderstorms were blocked. Isn't that spear made of fighting spirit? Why is it so hard?"

"The black wind roll is like a turtle shell."

"Although he was blocked, according to the current situation, if I guessed right, Chen Mo didn't have the fighting skills of long-distance attack, and his body moved without the shadow of any footwork." Jiaxing Tian, as the strong man at the peak of the fight emperor, not only has rich fighting experience, but also has extremely old and hot eyes. At a glance, he saw Chen Mo's shortcomings.

If this goes on, Chen Mo can only defend passively, and finally loses when his fighting spirit is exhausted.

In the storage of fighting spirit, Chen mo of the two-star master can't compare with Mo Li of the five-star master.

Molly is doing what the punishment day said. Although he doesn't think that close combat will lose to Chen Mo, it may be consumed by long-distance combat. Why do you have to make efforts to fight hand to hand.

"Ma Dan." Chen Mo really can't get close to Molly. He can only defend passively. He also has a way to deal with Molly, but that's his last card.

So there was such a scene in the square. Murray showed his body method and kept putting the fighting skills of long-distance attack around Chen Mo's body.

Chen Mo, however, could not wave a spear, slash and avoid.

This is a war of attrition.

"Fighting spirit? Then you're looking for the wrong person." yunyun remembered what happened the night before yesterday. Mingyan's pretty face first blushed, then it dissipated, and the corners of her mouth evoked a touching radian.

Time passed slowly.

Murray's physical strength gradually lost, and his fighting spirit consumed most of it.

Looking at Chen Mo, his whole body was sweating profusely, but his fighting spirit became more and more fierce in the Vietnam War. The consumption just now seemed to him like a drizzle.

"How could it be?" Murray frowned tightly. What kind of monster is this.

The sea of clouds was broken and shouted words similar to Niubi and 666 in previous lives.

The female disciples who supported Murray looked a little uncomfortable.

Because Chen Mo has been playing Molly before, some of them can't.

Chen Mo's situation was beyond Jia Xingtian's expectation.

Also, no one can imagine that a two-star fighter has more gas storage than a five-star fighter.

Molly quickly stuffed a pill into his stomach and swallowed it. After regaining the fighting spirit that could launch the move, he said to Chen Mo: "younger martial brother Chen Mo, no one can win if it goes on like this. How about this? We'll win or lose with one move. How about it?"

"Yes." Chen Mo nodded. Although the black tornado is strong, it is strong in defense and has been holding back and bending defense. It is not Chen Mo's character.

"Younger martial brother, watch it. It's windy."

Murray stepped diagonally.

The wind roared and kept gathering at the tip of Murray's sword. In the gathering, there was a deafening sound, and even the air rippled in this sound.

At this moment, Molly was close to Chen mo. his long sword trembled, carried the wind explosion, and waved it out in an unmatched posture.

"Drink," Murray growled.

"Just in time." this kind of positive hard bar battle is exactly what Chen Mo wants.

The spear of the dark god stabbed out, and the gun head was full of purple fire. The thunder and lightning trembled in the purple fire. The air flow around Chen Mo turned into a fierce vortex and swallowed the close up Molly.

Qiang!

The spear and sword collided, and the long sword broke. With the support of the power of the giant elephant, he continued to sprint towards Murray's chest.

Murray was surprised and retreated. He felt the destructive breath on the black spear, and an energy oppressed his soul.

Under this oppression, Murray's backward body suddenly stumbled and fell.

"I... I admit defeat."

With Murray's words, the spear that was supposed to pierce his heart suddenly stopped.

Just then, the referee's voice sounded, "Chen Mo, win!"