V1.Chapter 167

"Click ~"

"Hum! It's really like this!" the night moon rope gripped Mao Zhihua's fierce sword with both palms, and then pulled it hard, which was to break the ordinary blade directly.

Just as when dealing with cavalry, shooting people first and shooting horses first and solving mounts first, even if the other party has superb riding skills, there is no place for martial arts. This is the case now. No matter how superb Mao Zhihua's swordsmanship is, but his weapons are too poor to give full play to his real power.

"Fast escape hurricane thunder fist!" five fingers close together, gather the green and green chakra light, punch straight to Mao Hualie's head, and the latter subconsciously raises the broken sword to block.

"Whoosh ~" however, just as she raised her sword and blocked her sight, the night moon cable saw this opportunity. The figure flashed in an instant, and at a very amazing speed, almost in an instant, the figure came behind Mao Zhihua lie. A heavy blow hit his heart behind him!

Mao Zhihua didn't move. Under this almost zero distance attack, she couldn't escape. I'm proud of swordsmanship, because the problem of the sword itself is easily solved by the other party. However, is Mao Zhihua strong only this kind of strength? If so, Tong people, who have always been thoughtful, will not assert victory, and they don't even have the need to watch, so they turn and leave.

"Bang ~" the fist of the night moon rope stopped within less than one meter of Mao Zhihua lie.

"What?!" his eyes widened slightly. At this time, his fist was blocked by a light yellow barrier. At first glance, I saw that the flower of Mao was strong and did not move an inch. It was just wrapped in a light yellow tetragonal border.

It can completely defend the swift escape attack of the night moon rope. It can be seen how powerful the seemingly ordinary boundary actually has!

At this time, Mao Zhihua turned around slowly, raised his hands flat in front of his chest, and suddenly a red ball of light the size of a fist condensed rapidly.

The eye pupil of the night moon rope shrinks suddenly.

The thirty red cannon of the broken road!

"Boom!" the red light ball of the size of such a fist, after playing, produced huge explosion energy, which made the ground directly blow through a big pit of more than ten meters!

"Whoosh ~" the figure of yeyuesuo fell to one side, his face changed slightly, and said in a deep voice, "what is this Huodun? There is no need to seal? Also, the breaking power is much greater than the general detonating charm!"

However, the night moon has not had time to analyze slowly, and the next wave of attack by Mao Zhihua is coming soon.

She held her bare hands flat, her palms outward, and the dazzling blue thunder and fire were combined on her palms.

Thirty three Cang fire Pendant of breaking the road!

"Boom!" this time, the flower of Mao Zhilie played a blue explosive shock wave, which was much stronger than the previous inflammatory bomb.

"Whoosh ~" the figure of the night moon rope appeared in another place intact again, and said in a deep voice, "it's another technique with amazing destructive power, and there's no need to seal. It's almost instant and hard to guard against, but unfortunately, as long as you can't hit me, no matter how powerful the attack is, it's meaningless."

Close your palms and open them. Dozens of white diamond light columns are suspended in the sky.

The sixty-two hundred step railing of the road!

"Is this a plural attack?" in the face of a large number of large-scale light column attacks, the night moon rope still uses its quick body method to quickly avoid all attacks. But his speed is very fast, but the attack speed of this light column is much faster than expected. Although he is fully open, it is difficult to avoid all light column attacks at one time.

"If you can't hide, I'll fight down!" the night moon rope's lightning pace avoided most of the light column's attacks, but there were still some shots at the dead corner, which made it too late for him to avoid. In fact, this is one of the weaknesses of Xun dun. In the state of maintaining high-speed movement, the eyes sometimes can't detect the attacks from the dead corner. The night moon family also clearly understand this. If they get the white eyes of the day, their visual weaknesses will be more difficult to deal with than making up for them.

Chakra, with his palms condensed deeply, saw Mao Zhihua lie's powerful destructive skill in front of him. Naturally, he didn't dare to neglect it. However, when he hit the light column flying to his head with one palm, he immediately noticed something wrong.

I just felt that as soon as my palm touched the light column, it immediately seemed as if something had injected into my arm. The whole arm became unusually heavy in vain, and I couldn't even raise my hand!

"Damn it... This thing is... Seal!"

The ghost way of death is divided into two kinds. One is the broken way used to attack and destroy, and the other is the bound way used to bind or defend.

The attack of these pillars of light is used to bind and imprison the enemy!

Sure!

The arm was sealed, and the night moon rope was caught by surprise. Facing the next light column, he dared not touch it again and hurriedly avoided. Only in the end, he was inserted into the knee of his left leg by a light column. The whole left leg of the night moon rope, just like the arm, lost its strength in an instant and became extremely heavy at the same time.

The dark path of the night moon was bad, because he saw that the movements of Mao Zhihua's strong hands had changed again. She pointed to the sky with one hand, and then her hands closed.

The 755 iron pillars of the bound road!

The five huge iron steles falling from the sky fell heavily on the body of the night moon rope, and pressed their limbs and heads on the ground and couldn't move!

"It's over..." his face was buried on the ground, and his hands and legs were pressed to death by the heavy iron monument. He couldn't break free in a short time. However, for the shadow level battle, let alone being blocked for a short time, even a second or two is enough to determine the outcome of the battle.

Finally, the flower of Mao crossed her palms, aimed at the night moon rope crushed by the iron monument, and made the last blow!

The 88 flying dragons of the broken road hit the thieves and shook the sky with thunder guns!

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