I traveled through those days when I was the Dragon King

Chapter 262

The black air enveloped Mo Tu like water, making it difficult to distinguish eyes and noses.

But it didn't affect him at all, and his eyesight wasn't hampered.

He turned into a demon and smashed all of Gong Dongqi's blades into pieces.

The two quickly fought close to each other, one was as bright as the sun, and the other was as cold as darkness.

Motu doesn't have a weapon, or his palm is his weapon.

The black air covering his hands condensed into sharp claws, constantly bumping head-on with Gong Dongqi's long knife.

"Are they too fast?"

Xianren couldn't see the fight between the two clearly at all. He was an ordinary person without cultivation, so of course he couldn't see clearly.

The same is true for the many viewers in the live broadcast room. They can only see the two figures flickering and the streamer formed by the fight.

For them, it was really a fight between gods and gods.

The stones used to build the arena could not withstand the power of the battle, and everything that was affected by the aura of the two people shattered.

Especially the place where the two met in the first place, there is no one intact.

All the cultivators focused their energy on staring at the two of them. One of them was the Son of God and the other was the Son of Demon. Both of them had extremely noble status.

And the cultivation bases of the two are both in the early stage of Wendao, their battle can be said to be the strongest battle in the early stage of Wendao.

After all, the Holy Son practices top-level techniques and top-level spells.

Generally speaking, early cultivators cannot learn such good skills and spells.

This battle attracted many cultivators, many of them asked about the early stage, and they thought that they never had such a strong combat power.

In addition, other saints and saints came here. They took a more serious look and compared their own combat power with the two.

"boom"!
There was a fierce collision in the arena, and this blow was a fight between Gong Dongqi and Motu after they had distanced themselves.

The two first stuck together and hit hard, and then jumped away from each other with the strength of the shock.

Then Gong Dongqi erupted, with flames shooting up to the sky from his body, and his whole body was like a flame god of war.

With a wave of the long knife in his hand, there were two interlaced lights of the knife.

The blade was so bright that the stone slabs were shattered wherever it passed.

Even though the arena was several meters away from the sword glow, it was still affected by that terrifying power.

If it were ordinary people on it, they would definitely be torn to pieces, and they would die so badly.

Mo Tu, who was facing Gong Dongqi, slashed his hands and grabbed several claws directly in front of him.

This claw light is very strange, and it looks like a crack in space being torn apart.

Even Gong Dongqi's sword light was cut off directly by the claw light, as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

The claw light seems to cut off people's vision and burn into their eyes. Even if they look elsewhere, the traces of the claw light still remain in the field of vision.

"This TM is too strong, isn't it?"

Xianren was timid, his body was trembling all the time, the strong wind generated by the fight between the two made his eyes hurt.

He unconsciously approached Guan Canghai at the side, and he could feel at ease only by Guan Canghai's side.

After Gong Dongqi and Motu fought from a distance, they rushed towards each other to fight close to each other.

The area where the two were located was full of claws left by the Demon Tu, which could not dissipate for a long time.

Wang Long watched the battle between the two quietly. He noticed that Gong Dongqi's long knife was unusual, and it should be a good weapon.

Motu's strength is not weak, and he can fight Gong Dongqi even if he lacks a weapon.

"Boom boom boom!"

Explosions continued to come from the mobile phone, and the battle between the two became more intense.

They flew higher and higher, from the arena to the sky.

"Why are you flying so high? I can't even take pictures!"

Xianren muttered and adjusted the camera lens of the phone. Fortunately, Kaiyuan's phone has a high pixel resolution, and the two figures can still be clearly photographed when the lens is zoomed in several times.

It's just that the two of them have been moving at high speed, and their movements can't be captured at all. It doesn't seem to make much sense to adjust the camera or not.

"Their fights are so boring! I can't even see them clearly."

In the living room, Yiyi raised her head and had no intention of watching the two fight. She got up and came to Wang Long's side, grabbed his arm and said:

"Brother-in-law, let's go out to play! I want to eat a cone!"

Wang Long didn't even look at her: "I don't feel bored, I'm going to go by yourself."

"No! I have no money with me, you must go with me!" Yiyi shook Wang Long's arm.

Zhao Li at the side looked at Yiyi and then at Wang Long, and then quietly came to Wang Long's side, tightly holding his other arm and leaning on his shoulder.

"You two... I can't even hold my phone..."

Wang Long was speechless, Yiyi and Zhao Li grabbed his hand, and his cell phone was hard to hold.

"Hmph." Zhao Li didn't care, but hugged him even tighter.

Yiyi sensed Zhao Li's state, let go of Wang Long's hand and lay straight on the sofa.

"I'm so bored, I want to go out and play!"

She yelled, kicking and shaking her long legs.

"Can you be quiet?" Wang Long couldn't stand her, so he slapped her leg with his backhand.

"what!"

"what!"

The first scream was Yiyi, and the second scream was Wang Long.

"Can you be quiet!"

Zhao Li clenched his fists and stared fiercely at Wang Long, who was the one who knocked on Wang Long's head just now.

Wang Long knew that he just slapped Yiyi's thigh to make her angry, so he restrained himself and continued to look at the phone.

"Brother-in-law! You only know how to bully me! Sister, you should be more focused and teach him a lesson!"

Yiyi sat on the side angrily, and kept saying that she would never play with Wang Long again.

"The harem is on fire..." Su Yue's voice appeared in Wang Long's mind, and she was smiling, no doubt gloating.

"Laugh at you big head!"

Wang Long just happened to be angry, so he immediately replied to her.

"You are the big-headed ghost, your head is bigger than a pig's head." Su Yue snapped back.

"You are the pig! Don't disturb me watching the live broadcast!"

……

Back to the battle between Gong Dongqi and Motu, it has reached a fever pitch.

The two fought inextricably, with claw marks and sword lights overflowing.

Suddenly, Motu found an opportunity and clawed at Gong Dongqi's opening.

And this claw is different from the past, a large amount of black air condenses and gathers, making his claw one size bigger and the claw longer.

This sudden surprise caught Gong Dongqi by surprise, he quickly blocked with a knife, and finally blocked it with the knife before the sharp claws touched his body.

Even so, he was blasted out by this terrifying force, hitting the ring like a cannonball, stirring up rubble all over the sky.

"Is the holy son of Lie Daomen defeated by the devil?"

A cultivator saw this and said.

The faces of the cultivators present were not very good. Ever since the Demon Lord of the Blood Justice Sect showed his strength and severely injured the leader of the Yanling Sect, the Demon Lord of the Blood Justice Sect has become more and more arrogant.

In the past, they only harmed ordinary people, but now they often attack their cultivators.

If Gong Dongqi is defeated by Mo Tu this time, it is conceivable that the Church of Blood Justice will be even more arrogant.

And it's not just that simple, the Demon Lord of the Blood Justice Sect is stronger than their leaders, and now the Demon Son is also stronger than the Holy Son.

Could it be that the Blood Righteous Sect will suppress all major sects in all directions and become the strongest?

No one wants to see this result.

"Is he going to lose?"

Zhao Li leaned on Wang Long's shoulder, and she couldn't help asking Wang Long when she saw Gong Dongqi being bombarded by the devil on the ring.

"How can it be so easy to lose," Wang Long replied: "He is the Holy Son of Lie Dao Sect, even though he has fallen behind, he must still have reservations."

Zhao Li nodded, she was already smart, so she immediately understood what Wang Long meant.

This is the same as her company's business war, everyone will stay behind or hide part of their strength just in case.

(End of this chapter)