Chapter 155

The pace of the two people was not fast. After more than a dozen breath, they met each other in the grass sea.

After a brief silence, Su Moyu took the lead, and the Styx sword cut Huang Shisheng's head at an invisible speed.

Huang Shisheng looked coldly, but did not dodge. Instead, he raised his empty right hand and resisted the sword.

The river Styx has entered the Ninth level of the spirit product. Su Moyu, who activated the spirit sword formula, has the strength of the Dongming realm. The power of this sword is enough to kill an ordinary expert in the Dongming realm.

But Huang Shisheng chose to fight with his bare hands, which surprised Su Moyu.

Poof!

The sword blade cut into Huang Shisheng's arm half an inch, but finally stopped.

Su Moyu's eyes were cold. He knew that his sword had broken Huang Shisheng's flesh, but he couldn't cut Huang Shisheng's arm bone.

"What a hard bone!" Su Moyu gritted his teeth.

"If you think I'm just good at using corpse Qi to attack from a distance, you're very wrong. My real strongest means is close combat!" Huang Shisheng's waxy face showed a ferocious expression.

With his wrist turned over, Su Moyu pulled the Styx sword out of Huang Shisheng's arm. At the same time, Huang Shisheng squeezed his fist with his other hand and hit it hard.

When!

The Styx sword stood in front of his chest and sealed Huang Shisheng's fist, but with great power, it still slid Su Moyu back more than a foot.

"Strength is not small," Su Moyu whispered to himself.

At this time, Huang Shisheng's arm cut by Su Moyu was healing with the naked eye.

But the feeling of wound healing is not like a person's flesh and blood, but more like creeping mud.

"It's disgusting." Su Moyu frowned.

"This guy has a hard bone, high defense, and his recovery is a little scary. He is better than me in strength. In that case, try to fight for speed first!" Su Moyu calmly analyzed it, flashed aside and suddenly disappeared.

"Ghost King's step?" Huang Tiansheng raised his eyebrows and squatted down, cautiously guarding around.

Suddenly, the evil wind rose, and Huang Tiansheng suddenly turned back. He saw Su Moyu floating behind him, raising his sword to stab.

But Huang Shisheng looked at the scene, but he didn't respond at all.

After a flash, the two figures overlapped, but there was no collision.

Obviously, it was just the shadow of Su Moyu.

"Here it is!" Huang Shisheng turned around, raised his leg, and kicked to the side and back.

Poof!

After one leg, the figure standing in place was broken in two.

But Huang Shisheng's face was not half happy.

Because what was kicked off was just a dress.

At this time, a sense of killing came from just below Huang Shisheng.

Huang TU was awe inspiring and jumped back suddenly. He saw a steel sword break through the earth where he stood.

However, the sword is not su Moyu's Styx river.

"Die!" just then, without warning, Su Moyu appeared at the side of Huang Shisheng and fell with a sword.

A harsh sound came, and Huang Shisheng's left forearm flew away from his body.

"You..." Huang Tiansheng was very angry,

In order to prevent being caught and counterattacked by Huang Tiansheng, Su Moyu quickly retreated several feet after a successful attack.

On the other side, Huang Shisheng, holding a broken arm, stared at Su Moyu's direction.

Although Su Moyu's sword is strong, it can't cut off Huang Shisheng's bone, but Su Moyu took the sword very accurately and cut it right on Huang Shisheng's elbow joint.

Even if Huang Shisheng's bones were strong, he could only end up with a broken arm.

But at this time, Huang Shisheng's originally ferocious face slowly calmed down. He raised his broken arm without shedding a drop of blood.

At the broken arm, the muscles of turmeric suddenly began to wriggle, and then stretched out something like tentacles to roll up the broken arm falling on the ground and combine it with the hand again.

In just a moment, Huang Shisheng's arm, which had been cut off by Su Moyu, recovered as before.

"I told you that I am immortal. Are you kidding?" Huang Shisheng said with a sneer.

Looking at this strange scene, Su Moyu got goose bumps.

He knew for a long time that it was not so simple to face the devil of Tianmo Dao, but this disgusting scene was still a little beyond his expectation.

"Immortal body, I want to see how you can survive?" Su Moyu took a deep breath. After making up his mind, the ghost King step started again, the Styx sword in his hand danced, and cut more than 100 swords at Huang Shisheng in a moment.

Nearly a hundred shadows kept flying around Huang Shisheng.

Dense sword shadows attacked from all directions.

Huang Tiansheng's left branch and right block, but his speed is a little slower than Su Moyu, so Su Moyu's beautiful mountain will have a sword cut on him every few swords.

After suffering dozens of swords in succession, Huang Shisheng simply stood up with his hands tied and said with a smile, "I'm standing here for you to chop. What can you do to me?"

Su Moyu did not say a word, and the sword in his hand was like a storm. He kept greeting Huang Shisheng.

However, the wounds that fell on Huang Shisheng soon recovered as before. Su Moyu could not cause more damage to him even though he kept chopping.

"With your current skills, if you want to really hurt me, it's still wishful thinking. It's better to..." Huang Shisheng said with a grim smile.

Seeing his arrogant appearance, Su Moyu was angry.

The ghost King walked around in front of Huang Shisheng, and then the Styx sword was held high and patted Huang Shisheng on the chin.

For a moment, Huang Shisheng's chin was hit and flew, turning his unspoken words into a whine.

"You look like a ghost, old man. You can't even talk," Su Moyu laughed.

Huang Shisheng's eyes widened angrily, his killing intention exploded in his eyes, and his body suddenly leaned forward.

Su Moyu sensed the danger and flew back one after another. At this time, dozens of bone spears with a length of about Zhang were stabbed out in front of and behind Huang Shisheng's chest. At first glance, they looked like porcupines.

At this time, Huang Shisheng's chin had recovered, and his eyes were abnormal red. Looking at Su Mo and Yu Han, he said in a voice: "boy, I wanted to play with you more, but you were anxious to die!"

Seeing his appearance, Su Moyu frowned and said in a secret way: practicing martial arts has made him such a person. I don't know what his mind thinks.

Huang Tiansheng didn't care what Su Moyu was trying to write. At this time, he was close to running away.

Seeing that he was crazy, he came to Su Moyu. When they were four or five feet away, he raised his fist and hit him.

Su Moyu quickly raised his sword to meet each other. Before the fist and sword intersected, Huang Shisheng's arm suddenly rose. His bone burst through the flesh and blood and turned outside. After repeated changes, he turned into a giant axe composed of white bones.

When~

After a crisp sound, Su Moyu reluctantly caught Huang Tiansheng's axe.

But at this time, the bone Spears on Huang Shisheng stabbed Su Moyu one by one.

Su Moyu couldn't, so he had to continue to retreat. But in a hurry, he was stabbed with two long and narrow wounds by Huang Shisheng's bone spear.

"Boy, every inch of my bones is comparable to the Ninth level divine soldier of spirit product. With your current skills, you can't hurt me. You can continue to escape, but I want to tell you that the end is doomed from the moment you fight with me. You must die under my hands."

Su Moyu was shocked in his heart, but refused to accept it. "Old man, you haven't heard that people who blow too hard when they fight will come to no good end."

Huang Shisheng's face was slightly stiff and said, "I think you can keep your mouth stiff."

When he spoke, his bipedal bones also changed. Two bone feet shaped like animal feet replaced the original two feet.

Su Moyu saw it in his eyes and thought it was bad. Originally, his greatest advantage over Huang Shisheng was speed, but now looking at his alienated feet, it is obvious that his speed will also be greatly improved.

"It's really difficult. What should I do?" Su Moyu's mind turned sharply, but he couldn't think of any good way.

At this time, Huang Tusheng bent his legs and pressed the ground out of two big pits. Then he rushed over like a fly. His speed was so fast that Su Moyu couldn't even dodge.

At the moment when the two were about to collide, Su Moyu suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a possibility.

"Try it!" Su Moyu said secretly.

In the sky hundreds of feet away from Su Moyu and the two, another battle was also going on fiercely.

In order to deal with the gas needle of the "corpse", Tianluo sword always surrounds ya'er. However, after a long battle, the number of Tianluo swords can no longer be maintained at 49 handles, and ya'er's breathing begins to become urgent.

On the other side, the bandages on the upper body of the "Mummy" have all fallen off.

Like his arm, his body is also full of countless needle eyes, those air needles.

"It's the first time I've met a young man who can force me to this level. You're proud enough." "the mummy" praised.

"Thank you." ya'er thought for a long time and didn't know what to respond, so she had to say these two words.

"Mummy" smiled and said, "don't thank me. Next, I'll use 90% of my strength. At that time, you'll probably die."

But ya'er thought seriously again and said, "I won't die."

"OK, let's try!" the mummy said, and all the bandages on the lower part of his body peeled off, leaving only a bandage with flower underpants tied to his head.

"The increase in quantity will not kill me." ya'er frowned.

"More than that." "Mummy" answered, and then the whole man flew towards ya'er.

In their previous battle, both the "corpse" gas needle and ya'er's gas sword were fired at each other from a long distance.

But at this moment, the "corpse" rushed over directly and looked at the posture to prepare for close combat, which surprised ya'er.

"Secret sword, frozen for thousands of miles!" ya'er did not hesitate to use the secret sword of cold sword flow to surround her side with layers of cold air to interfere with the movement of "corpse".

Sure enough, the dense cold slowed the action of the "dried corpse", but it still made him break through to ya'er.

"Look at the fist!" the "corpse" drank violently, and hit ya'er's face like a thunderbolt.

Ya'er frowned, raised her sword in front of her, and sealed the heavy fist of the "corpse".

But at this time, a gas needle burst out from the "corpse".

"Xuanwu vigorous Qi!" ya'er bit her teeth and stimulated the vigorous Qi to protect her body.

However, the distance between them was too close, and more than a dozen air needles still broke ya'er's defense.

Since the war, ya'er has won the lottery for the first time.

"How?" asked the mummy.

"OK, aren't you the same?" ya'er whispered.

"Corpse" was stunned and suddenly felt a pain on his back. Looking back, he saw a short sword inserted in his shoulder blade.

(second, the next bigger appointment is after ten.)