Chapter 2353

Then Mo Wen didn't really do it until now. He just glanced at it. Then he shook his body slightly. Zhao Rongjing's repeated killing moves were completely destroyed.

A deep sense of powerlessness suddenly emerged from Zhao Rongjing's mind. He had never been so afraid of a person as he is now.

This person is mo Wen not far ahead.

However, Zhao Rongjing did not dare to wait to die. He struggled with a roar and endured the pain of tearing his whole body. Without hesitation, he suddenly tore the void with a wave of his hand. He opened the storage space and immediately took out countless magic weapons from it. He was crazy to bombard the rolling black fog around.

However, as soon as these magic weapons appeared, they were fragile and vulnerable, and all of them burst out in the loud bang.

Although the magic weapon was completely destroyed, it was not without any effect. In the explosion wave of the magic weapon, the black fog around his body was finally blown through a slender crack by him.

Zhao Rongjing's eyes were red. At the moment when the crack had just taken shape, he didn't hesitate to turn into a destructive energy storm, whistling out. Mixed with the power of destroying heaven and earth, he swept away mercilessly towards Mo Wen.

On the way forward, the destructive storm's shape kept rising. Almost in the blink of an eye, it seemed to cover the sky, turned into a destructive explosive force, and shot madly at Mo Wen.

Mo Wen had been standing with his hands down. From beginning to end, his body didn't move at all. He just stood there quietly. Just as Zhao Rongjing was about to hit him with all his strength, he glanced at Zhao Rongjing faintly, raised his right hand, waved it forward slightly, and vomited: "I can't help myself!"

At the moment when the word "beyond measure" came out of Mo Wen's mouth, the wind and cloud changed and the earth moved. The whole black fog roared, as if there was an invisible hand tearing from it. Suddenly, the black fog split into two, and a huge virtual shadow slowly emerged from the crack.

In the black fog, there is a red light like blood, which is very strange, even has a kind of gloomy and terrifying atmosphere. It seems that it is all made of blood. At the moment of this scene, a force of destroying the sky and the earth burst out, turned into a red light, and swept around crazily!

A shrill and extreme wail suddenly resounded through the whole space. Zhao Rongjing's explosive power of destruction, like paper paste, was torn up by Shengsheng, and instantly flew away.

However, at the moment, Zhao Rongjing has been frightened by this young man in his twenties.

"This... What kind of magic is this?" Zhao Rongjing looked at the figure in front of him, his scalp numb, showing a look of panic.

"I didn't expect that Mo Wen was so powerful?"

Zhao Rongjing is a master of martial arts who has been living for decades. He has a lot of knowledge. However, he doesn't see that Mo Wen is a young man who really surpasses the divine. In front of Mo Wen, he is really like a mole ant.

"Who are you?" But Zhao Rongjing still didn't give up and asked hoarsely.

Don't ask, smell speech didn't answer, but sneer, disdain eyes, let Zhao Rongjing heart more fear.

With Mo Wen's evil smile, Zhao Rongjing can't help but smile miserably. His heart seems to set off a torrential wave. With a buzzing sound in his brain, he stares at Mo Wen in a daze and can't speak.

This young man in his twenties has the ability to practice against heaven, which is not what ordinary people can do. At least he has to have infinite years of experience and precipitation. But now, don't ask, he is no more than 30 years old. With his age, he can practice against heaven, which makes Zhao Rongjing extremely shocked.

Basically, anyone who can break through the divine cultivation at the age of 30 is a genius in martial arts at the level of evil. Naturally, the power shown is very terrible. But don't ask, what is more than the divine cultivation? The power of his performance is extremely powerful, which is beyond Zhao Rongjing's estimation.

"You're not human... You're the devil..." Zhao Rongjing looked bitter. He never thought that this young Mo Wen could really create a mythical cultivation, which was extremely powerful.

At the thought of the feeling that his whole body was about to be torn, Zhao Rongjing was thirsty and short of breath for no reason. He knew that if he hadn't been merciful, he would have been dead.

In Zhao Rongjing's mind, Mo Wen was still standing still. He didn't even have the mood to say a word with Zhao Rongjing.

"I didn't expect to be shattered by Zhao Rongjing's explosive power. I had a very mysterious feeling. It seemed that all the spirits could be gathered together in an instant. Ha ha, is it the explosive power of Zhao Rongjing's five spirits?" Mo Wen is not talking to Zhao Rongjing, but he is thinking about a problem. Just now, Mo Wen discovered a new continent.

With the exertion of wanlingjian, when fighting Zhao Rongjing, Mo Wen felt that a certain breath was activated, and the power was more fierce.

This is the first time that Mo Wen felt such a strange state, and also the first time that he felt the happiness of some advanced power.

His disposition is like this, either does not do, or must achieve this matter as far as possible perfect.

In thinking, Mo Wen raised his right hand, his eyes were strange, and his mind flashed back to the feeling that he had sent out the magic sword before. With a slight wave, a looming black fog sword appeared in the palm of his hand. At a glance, the sword was as red as blood, dazzling.

Seeing this, Zhao Rongjing was scared to death. Without hesitation, he stepped back sharply and kept a certain distance from Mo Wen.

However, Mo Wen turned a deaf ear to him, frowned slightly, raised his right hand, and slowly fell down. The magic sword in his hand disappeared.

"I always feel a little worse... What is the worse part?" Mo Wen couldn't help murmuring to himself. He found that he was only one step away from perfecting the new power of the ten thousand spirit sword.

But this step is like a natural ravine, which is hard to cross easily. I always feel that there is something missing.

Mo Wen frowned and looked at his right hand. After pondering for a moment, he immediately exerted the power of the spirit stone again. Suddenly, the red light on his right hand flickered again, gradually towards the cohesion of the spirit sword.

At the moment when the red awn appears, don't ask whether the body is both good and evil. The power drips and spins at a high speed. The energy is like a runaway wild horse, and condenses towards the right hand completely out of his control.

Don't ask in the eye frighten color a flash but, the right hand a flash, immediately that red awn flash, quickly escape into the palm of the hand, disappear without a trace.

Under the inner vision of shennian, Mo Wen's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled into an inverted eight character shape.

"Just now, I sent out the ten thousand spirit sword twice, and the energy in my body was consumed. With my current cultivation and internal strength, it's impossible to perform this move completely. Can I really only create a incomplete killing move of ten thousand spirit sword?" Mo Wen murmured to himself and slowly closed his eyes.

"It seems that the boy hasn't fully understood. At this time, it's a good chance to kill him!" Zhao Rong's eyes flashed at the scene.

He and Mo Wen were never dead. Because Mo Wen was too powerful, Zhao Rongjing did not dare to act rashly.

Now see Mo Wen once again into the state of perception, will not miss this good opportunity.

Zhao Rongjing, without hesitation, swayed across the static shadow in front of him and went straight to Mo Wen.

At the same time, Zhao Rongjing is also secretly paying attention to Mo Wen's every move, so as to avoid his sudden attack and giving himself a fatal blow.

But soon, Zhao Rongjing was overjoyed. He found that when Mo Wen closed his eyes and concentrated on thinking, he seemed to fall into a state of sleep. He continued to be motionless and completely indifferent to his actions.

Although he didn't move, when Zhao Rongjing rushed forward, the black fog was still rolling around him. The powerful dignity spread out made Zhao Rongjing feel embarrassed and heavy. He had to put a lot of energy to resist.

Finally, Zhao Rongjing went through a lot of hard work to get out of the black fog, and suddenly appeared in front of Mo Wen at a gallop. He clenched his right hand into a fist and hit Mo Wen hard.

"I understand..." but before he hit the right fist, Mo Wen in front of him suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly flashed two wisps of exultant light.

"You understand it's too late. Let's die!" Zhao Rongjing was so scared by Mo Wen's eyes that his scalp exploded. But at the moment, he was in a state of riding a tiger. If he stepped back at this time, all his previous achievements would be wasted. He simply gritted his teeth and continued to smash his fist at Mo Wen's heart.

"If it was you, I would never have thought that Wan Ling Jian could be used like this today. Ha ha... Since you are the inspiration, I'll let you see for yourself the latest killing power of Wan Ling Jian. Open your eyes and watch it!" Don't ask, the corner of the mouth is slightly tilted, a thick evil smile flashed on the face quickly, calmly looking at Zhao Rongjing who killed him, slowly opening his mouth.

As soon as his voice fell, Zhao Rongjing was shocked.

"Boom!" A red light suddenly appeared. Zhao Rongjing saw an extremely terrible virtual shadow of a huge sword falling from the sky.

Under a split, the whole void was split in an instant.

How can such a solid void be broken without the cultivation above the great God?

However, Mo Wen did it. It's incredible. What's the state of this boy's cultivation?

All of a sudden, Zhao Rongjing felt that he was dying today, just like an ant, climbing into the elephant's mouth to ask for a piece of meat to eat. What's the special thing?