Chapter 572

Whatever you want to explain, just let it go. Mo Li's words completely ignited the anger of Mohist and huoyun palace.

"Arrogant young people don't know the greatness of heaven and earth!"

Shua——

The voice falls a shadow toward Mo Li, and the person who can't help taking the lead is mo Feitian who had a fight with Su ranxin before!

"Seven changes!"

Mo Li's body method has already been seen in the relics. With the experience of fighting Su ranxin, Mo Feitian shows seven mysterious changes as soon as he comes up.

The six puppets, together with the noumenon, encircle Mo Li in the center with the trend of seven stars. The seven long swords are held high at the same time, and the net of swords falls in an instant.

Mo Li stands aloof in the void and doesn't move. He spreads his right palm to his side. His angular face is unshakable. He doesn't lift his hand until the net is close.

There was no gorgeous move, and the white palm came out like this. People couldn't even feel the fluctuation of the fighting spirit. They only saw a little red in the palm of the boy's hand slowly diffuse.

Boom——

Seeing that the sword Qi is about to blow to the top of his head, Mo Li's whole body is covered with a dark yellow barrier. It seems that the powerful sword Qi can no longer move forward. At the same time, a blazing flame shoots out from Mo Li's palm!

Whew——

The surrounding temperature rises suddenly, and the place where the flame passes burns the sword Qi of Mo Feitian, and the aura around him also makes a sound!

What a flame!

The spectators were terrified, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

"Damn it! What kind of flame is this Mo Feitian's face changed greatly, and he retreated suddenly without hesitation as the fire approached.

Poof——

With the spread of the fire, the six puppets were engulfed by the red light in a twinkling of an eye. Mo Feitian's mouth was repeatedly spitting out blood, and his face was not a bit bloody.

Half saint! This boy has a semi holy state! Mo Feitian finally felt the strength of the other side from the momentum, and thoroughly saw the power of Mo Li! He tried to resist the tumult of knowing haineifu and wanted to return to Mohist school, but he didn't have time to move. The flames of Daodao came.

"Can you go?" The cold voice is like the evil sound of hell, and Mo Feitian's frightened pupil and pale blue figure expand rapidly. In a trance, he suddenly feels a tight neck.

Click——

Mo Li holds Mo Feitian's neck with one hand. His palm is burning and his eyes are covered with frost.

Shua -- Shua——

The surrounding flames were summoned to gather towards Mo Li's palm, and the sea area soon became calm. In the middle of the regiment, only a handsome young man in blue robes stretched his arms and lifted Mo Feitian's withered body.

In the crowded sea area, the needle can be heard, and the eyes are full of shock! There have been rumors about Mo Li's strength for a long time, but it's hard to believe that he defeated Mo Feitian who has a semi holy realm so lightly!

Before, in the floating Pavilion, Mohist and huoyun palace had half saints fall, but the person who killed them was not Mo Li. Seeing Mo Li's hand was just beating the sun at the peak of the emperor. People who have seen that scene guess that the strength of the young man should be in the early stage of broken virtual, and no one will think that he is now half holy! Not only for huoyun palace and Mohist people, even a group of Mo Li's brothers and friends were staring at their eyes and opening their mouths, almost biting their own tongue!

"Granny's... what treasure did this guy get, so fierce!" After a long time, Zhan Nantian took a long breath and shook his head with a bitter smile. He thought that after thoroughly fusing the blade bone in the refining body, he would find a chance to compete with Mo Li. Seeing this scene, Zhan Nantian completely gave up the idea of seeking death!

"Alas... I don't know how much shock this guy can bring me!" Oriental nettle misty eyes emerged in the silk blurred, looking at the distant man's profile silent smile.

After a long silence, there were cheers behind Mo Li.

"The young master has won!"

"You are mighty

"Good boy, don't leave!"

The excited cheers are about to lift the sky down. In contrast, the faces in the Mohist camp are like ashes. Mozi period's body has been shaking, forced to summon up courage, shaking body mouth: "mo... Mo! You're going to let it go... "

Click——

Before Mozi finished his speech, he suddenly heard a crisp sound. Mo Feitian, who has lost control of his body completely under the suppression of the red flame and the breath of divine birds, is an ordinary old man. Don't turn his wrist. Mo Feitian's head is soft. At the same time, the vitality in his eyes gradually dissipates.

Poof——

Once again, a cluster of scarlet flames gushed from the palm of the young man's hand, and the old man's body turned into flying ash in an instant, without even a breath left.

"Son of a bitch, you want to die!"

The Mohists were completely enraged. Without waiting for Mozi's order, seven or eight old figures came out of the crowd at the same time!

"Ha ha ha - no matter how many troops you have, what can you do for me?"

In the face of the crowd of Taoist figures, Mo Li looks up with a long smile, clenches the dragon sword, jumps up, sweeps away the battle spirit in front of him, and soars up, with the golden sword flashing.

"Thunder sword formula!"

Boom - boom——

Nine days above thunder suddenly, Silver Snake rampant!

For the first time, Mo Li used thunder fighting Qi to perform thunder sword Jue against the enemy. The power of thunder absorbed in the floating pavilion was completely released without any reservation. Under one move, there was silver all around thousands of meters!

Boom——

Boom——

A group of Mohist semi saints are not even close to Mo Li's body! The surrounding thunder is breathtaking. If you are struck by it, you will feel paralyzed.

"Lost step!"

"You long Zhang!"

"Longyin sword technique!"

......

Mo Li doesn't know what politeness is. While several people are involved in the thunder, he rushes back into the thunder sea instead of going forward. With one move of exquisite combat skills, the trapped semi saint of Mohism is in a hurry.

The crowd of onlookers had already retreated far away. The thunder and lightning shocked not only a few Mohist fighters, but also enemies and allies. When Mo Li showed his thunder like fighting spirit, his heart once again turned upside down.

"Lieguan, you can take people with you and take this boy first!"

He breathed heavily. He was deeply shocked by Mo Li's powerful strength! Seeing the Mohist semi saints in danger, they could not continue to look on.

Huoyun palace and Mohism are not the right way, but at this time they have a common enemy!

"Yes

Lie Guan admires young people's talent and strength, but he is the descendant of huoyun Palace's lie family after all. When he hears lie's words, he puts away his admiration and appreciation in his heart. With a wave of his hand, he leads more than ten and a half saints of huoyun palace towards Leihai.