Chapter 112

The palm of Zhen Qin's hand was like a fuse that ignited the four people's morale.

Two huge momentum suddenly appeared in the arena, instant contact, collision, and constantly trying to overwhelm each other. The air in the middle of the challenge arena suddenly began to turbulence violently. People's eyes were distorted in bursts, and there was a dull buzzing in their ears.

In the challenge arena, Mo Jueyuan's "Haiyan" in Dantian is running crazily, almost reaching the limit speed. The vitality in his body is also like a rocket, swimming crazily in the meridians. With the operation of the vitality, the majestic and fierce momentum bursts out and continues to increase.

Long ruotong stood firmly beside Mo Jueyuan, motionless, but his eyes were staring at each other tightly. He held the Cui Ying whip in his hand, and the vitality in his body was also wandering wildly. The Cui Ying whip was emitting a green light, just like a latent poisonous snake, waiting for the opportunity to move.

The cooperation between Xiong Xiangzhong and Xiong xiangtian is natural. The majestic momentum emanates from them and merges into a more fierce momentum. They fight with Mo Jueyuan's momentum and push Mo Jueyuan's momentum back bit by bit.

Mo Jueyuan was calm. He had already guessed the result. A short fight three months ago let Mo know that although the two brothers were not the most powerful, their tacit cooperation was absolutely difficult.

Feeling the fierce momentum gradually coming, Mo Jueyuan looked at long Rutong and whispered:

"Ruotong, if I expect it to be good, their target this time is me. It's estimated that Qi Xingyun gave them orders. Even if I lose, you'll be fine. Therefore, no matter how the victory or defeat is, I won't allow you to use taboo tactics. Do you understand?"

Although Mo Jue yuan's voice is low, it has a sense of dignity, which makes long ruotong nod subconsciously.

Seeing this, Mo Jueyuan felt a little relieved. Although he knew that long ruotong would not be so impulsive, it was better to be more defensive after all. The consequences of taboo tactics were too serious, and it would be nothing more than a life and death crisis. However, it was just a competition, and there was no need to fight for it. Of course, it was only limited to long ruotong and Mo Jueyuan. They still needed to work hard, Not only to achieve good results, in order to find Jiuye Jinlian, but also because these two strong opponents, the goal is themselves.

The momentum of Xiong Xiangzhong and Xiong xiangtian is like the sea in a storm. The waves are rough and raging. However, Mo Jueyuan is like a rock on the edge of a cliff. He doesn't move. Despite the roar of the wind and the surging waves, I don't move.

Xiong looks at the two brothers tacit understanding. He knows that it's useless to go on in such a stalemate. Immediately, they are going to fight.

Who knows, Mo Jueyuan is faster than them on the front line. Just as they are about to attack, Mo Jueyuan suddenly roars:

"If Tong, you left me right, do it."

Two figures, one big and the other small, shot out suddenly, just like a shell coming out of the chamber, and shot across Xiong Xiangzhong and Xiong xiangtian in an instant. Mo Jueyuan let go of his hands and attacked with all his strength.

With Tian's silk gloves in hand, his vitality turned, and he suddenly lit up a white light and went straight to Xiong Xiangzhong's chest.

The wind of the fist is roaring, and the strength of the fist is overflowing. The fierce wind of the fist stabs Xiong Xiangzhong's skin and makes him feel a tingling pain. Subconsciously, he slightly wriggles his body and flashes to one side. At the same time, he claps his hand. The target is mo Jueyuan's wrist.

With the strength of Xiong Xiangzhong's hand, once Mo Jueyuan is shot, his wrist will not be able to hold, and it is possible to make minced meat. If you really hit it, Qi Xingyun's order is complete.

However, although Xiong Xiangzhong is strong, Mo Jueyuan is not weak. How can he be hit so easily.

Mo chueyuan's fists failed. He didn't care about the palm of his hand. He leaned slightly to the right. His left leg bounced up like a spring and kicked Xiong Xiangzhong's abdomen.

With his left leg kicking out, Mo Jueyuan's body was as still as a mountain. His empty right fist changed its direction in an instant and flashed toward the palm of his hand.

His legs are as fast as electricity. He instantly kicks Xiong Xiangzhong's lower abdomen. He is about to hit the other side. Xiong Xiangzhong's face doesn't change. His left hand suddenly rises in front of his lower abdomen.

Pop.

Mo Jueyuan's left foot immediately kicks Zhongxiong Xiangzhong's left hand. In an instant, Mo Jueyuan only feels as hard as a stone, and his instep hurts.

Meanwhile, Mo Jueyuan's fist collided with Xiong Xiangzhong's palm.

Pop.

A clear sound came into his ear, and Mo Jueyuan suddenly felt a huge force coming from his fist. He stepped back three steps, his face as heavy as water, and looked at Xiong Xiangzhong.

Xiong Xiangzhong was also knocked back three steps by Mo Jueyuan's fist strength, which stopped him.

On the surface, Mo Jueyuan is equal to Xiong Xiangzhong. In fact, Mo Jueyuan is a little inferior. After all, Xiong Xiangzhong claps his hand casually, while Mo Jueyuan is prepared to attack.

Beside, long ruotong also launched a fierce attack.

Tsui Ying whip is nearly three meters long. When it is thrown, it has a wide range of attack. Therefore, long ruotong is far away from Xiong xiangtian, not close to him, and attacks in the distance.

"No shadow whip."

Suddenly, the green shadow whip flies rapidly, with a sharp whistling sound in the air, instantly turns into a whip shadow all over the sky, and covers Xiong to the sky.

Xiong xiangtian's simple and honest face shows a look of depression. The master has given an order that he will never hurt long ruotong. Therefore, it is hard to fight without restraint. Now, long ruotong has to be reasonable. He attacks fiercely in the distance, but he can't fight back. Isn't that depressing?

Whip shadow flies in an instant. The light in Xiong Xiangzhong's hand flashes, and a heavy machete appears in his hand, dancing in the whip shadow all over the sky.

Ding Ding Dang

A series of crisp rings are heard. Xiong xiangtian dances his sword so hard that he can't get into the water. It's like a hedgehog full of spines. Although the invisible whip is sharp, he can't start it. He can't attack it at all.

Long ruotong looks as usual, not discouraged, if the other side even this simple move can not stop, then what qualifications to become a champion rival?

Long ruotong's whip keeps on dancing. In a moment, it becomes a ball. Countless whip shadows are even more connected, attacking Xiong xiangtian more sharply.

Xiong xiangtian is depressed in his heart, but he doesn't dare to stop. He can't hurt long ruotong. However, Qi Xingyun doesn't say that long ruotong can't hurt himself. Although it's a little too much, as a bodyguard, his only duty is to obey orders and carry out them without disobedience. Therefore, Xiong xiangtian can only dance his sword more quickly, but he is envious of his brother and can attack his opponent freely.

Although Xiong xiangtian admires Xiong Xiangzhong's unbounded opponent, he doesn't know that Xiong Xiangzhong also has some hardships.

Mo Jueyuan and Xiong Xiangzhong fight against each other physically, savagely and violently. Xiong Xiangzhong is an expert in the early days of flying in the sky. He is sure to win with Mo Jueyuan. However, Xiong Xiangzhong's limbs are extremely sore, especially Mo Jueyuan's right fist. Once Xiong Xiangzhong fights with Mo Jueyuan's right fist, he will surely get a strong anti shock force, just like hitting on an iron plate, What's more, Xiong Xiangzhong has been watching Mo Jueyuan's right hand carefully. In the last battle, although Xiong Xiangzhong didn't see clearly the secret in Mo Jueyuan's right hand, he also vaguely saw that there was a black light. Then Yunmei gave up. Xiong Xiangzhong naturally won't be careless.

Their fists are like electricity, their bodies are like wind, and they are like lightning. Every second, they fight each other dozens or hundreds of times.

Bang bang.

There was a loud sound of fighting. Mo Jueyuan and Xiong Xiangzhong, who were fighting together, separated abruptly and retreated. Their faces were very ugly, their faces were flushed, and their breath became urgent.

"Cough."

Mo Jueyuan suddenly coughed two times. His face turned red and his chest was stuffy. The blood in his body was rolling and surging out of his body. Fortunately, Mo Jueyuan turned his vital energy around, which depressed the boiling blood and made his face return to normal.

At this moment, Mo Jueyuan is hurt by Xiong Xiangzhong. The meridians in his body are cracked. If Mo Jueyuan didn't wear Haotian ring on his right hand to counteract most of the strength of his right hand, he would be seriously injured.

Xiong Xiangzhong's face is also flushed. Mo Jueyuan's last few punches also hit him on the chest, which made his Qi and blood surge. However, xiangkong is still xiangkong, which is far beyond Mo Jueyuan's ability at the moment. Xiong Xiangzhong's vitality is running, and the boiling Qi and blood in his body has been suppressed. Although it has an impact on the combat power, it can be ignored.

"No, it can't go on like this."

Mo Chueh yuan gently rubbed his chest. The next moment, Mo Chueh yuan suddenly moved.

Just like a meteor, it drags its long tail and leaves a shadow where it passes. It rushes towards Xiong Xiangzhong.

Xiong looks at Zhong with a thump in his heart. His eyes shrink sharply. He shouts in his heart that it's not good. He subconsciously clenches his hands like a pair of dragons going out to sea. He hits the fast-moving figure.

Hiss

There was a tearing sound of cloth. Mo Jueyuan's body suddenly appeared in front of Xiong Xiangzhong. There was a long crack on the sleeve of Xiong Xiangzhong's left arm, and there was a nearly foot long wound on his arm. The blood kept coming out. It was terrible.

Xiong Xiangzhong frowned and breathed cold air in his mouth. Although his left hand was injured, his right hand was unambiguous. The big fist of sandbag suddenly burst out a dull sound, which hit Mo Jueyuan's chest instantly.

Mo Jueyuan's face suddenly changed, and his body subconsciously lay back, but it was still late.

Bang.

Poof

A mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly. Mo Jueyuan's body, which had not fallen down, flew out in an instant and fell on the ground. He coughed the blood with a big mouth. Although the internal organs were not broken, the blood had a faint sign of caking, which was obviously the result of the strong force.

WOW~~~

There was an uproar in the field. Mo Jueyuan was beaten to blood by Xiong xiangzhongyi and fell to the ground. Obviously, this battle has been lost, and many people are still pitying for Mo Jueyuan. However, a large number of people pity Mo Jueyuan and offend the second prince of Aotian empire. Do you want a good end? This time, many people are even more afraid of Li Yun Yun and long ruotong. After all, many people know that Mo Jueyuan will be treated like this by Xiong Xiangzhong because he is too close to long ruotong.

Qi Xingyun watched Mo Jueyuan fall to the ground and twitch constantly. His eyes flashed a touch of satisfaction, and his face showed a ferocious smile

"Snatch a woman from my prince. Hum, you are just a dead man."