After traveling for eight years, you said that I am a villain?Panic

Zhuge Qingzhou was stunned on the spot.

Dizzy, he felt only darkness in front of his eyes.

There are still many small stars shining in it.

"Don't talk about martial arts, just engage in sneak attacks!"

It is worthy of being a player at the level of the chosen son, even if he is photographed by Wang Moyi's "Unreasonable Brick",

It can also quickly launch a counterattack.

Although his cultivation base has been pulled to the same level as Wang Moyi, he knows that as long as the difference in cultivation base is not too large, they can be ignored.

He punched forward, forcing Wang Moyi who was about to take the second punch back.

After Wang Mo dodged to avoid Zhuge Qingzhou's counterattack, he took out a piece of ham sausage.

This is not over yet, the left hand still lit "Wang Moyi's big cigar"

Because of the transformation of one qi into three cleanses, the aura and spiritual power in his body are only half at this time.

[If I don't seize the opportunity to swipe hard this time, wouldn't I be sorry for my more than 200 million villain points? 】

At this time, Wang Mo was not in a hurry. Although he succeeded in the sneak attack just now, he only earned a few hundred villain points.

It's not his style.

He didn't take advantage of Zhuge Qingzhou's black eyes to continue attacking, but he was simply afraid that the chessboard on him would take him away again.

In solo rounds, take your time.

If you play a set of combos from the beginning, in case this wave can't take it away.

What if the opponent admits defeat?

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the other side,

After Zhuge Qingzhou forced Wang Moyi back, he quickly put layers of protection on his body.

Two seconds later, he finally recovered from the blackness in front of his eyes.

It's just that at this moment, he wondered if he had used the wrong skill?

The face is slightly wet, and the dizzy head has not recovered.

He touched his cheek with his hand.

Blood in one hand! ! !

【Depend on! 】

Zhuge Qingzhou cursed secretly.

Although I don't know why Wang Moyi didn't take advantage of his weakness just now to continue to attack, but how can he endure such a big loss?

"Bodhi Boxing"

Zhuge Qingzhou's eyes flashed past.

The pair of fists drew an inexplicable dao rhyme to attack Wang Moyi.

At this time, as soon as Wang Mo put away the sausage, with a big cigar in his mouth, he stepped forward with a big sword and chopped it.

For a time, within a radius of [-] meters, sword energy flew freely, and fist marks flew randomly.

The sound of Jin Ge's crowing came from both battlefields.

From time to time a muffled hum sounded,

Occasionally, traces of blood splattered out,

There are many red flowers dotted on the ground.

After dozens of moves, Wang Moyi's expression became more and more strange.

[Why is this kid getting stronger and stronger?And this bodhi boxing, so hard! ! ! 】

Occasionally being hit by Zhuge Qingzhou's fist, the aura in the body suddenly boiled.

What surprised Wang Mo the most was that the moment he was hit, he found that the spiritual energy in his body was actually sucked away by the opponent's fist?

"Damn it, is this nima a star-absorbing method?"

Wang Mo saw that the opponent was getting more and more excited, and suddenly became unhappy.

The spiritual energy in the body rushed to the sword in his hand, and the sword of grass was used.

There was an aura of withering in the space.

On the blade, a yellow light flickered.

"Is it good to suck? I will give you a few openings!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart became ruthless.

Wang Mo resisted Zhuge Qingzhou's two fists,

The sword in his hand ruthlessly cut several dripping cuts on Zhuge Qingzhou's body.

On the opposite side, Zhuge Qingzhou also had a fierce light in his eyes, regardless of the new injury on his body,

The right fist was radiant, and it hit Wang Moyi's chest fiercely.

A muffled sound.

Wang Moyi was severely beaten into the air.

The blood in his body was churning, his throat was sweet, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhuge Qingzhou on the other side was also having a hard time. At the same time as the last punch was punched, Wang Moyi's sword pierced through his left shoulder.

The most terrible thing is that Wang Moyi's withered and yellow sword aura criss-crossed his wound, which could not disappear for a long time.

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Wang Mo swallowed the blood in his throat.

[The Chosen One is really powerful, it seems that he has to take it seriously! 】

Just now Wang Moyi didn't exert his full strength,

In the end, the price was a little bit of injury.

But after seeing the wound on Zhuge Qingzhou,

A strange smile appeared on Wang Moyi's face.

The reason why he chose to fight in close quarters was because the second form of the grass sword technique had to inflict wounds on the opponent's body with a weapon in order to plant the withering power into the opponent's body.

After a while,

Zhuge Qingzhou's complexion changed drastically.

It turned out that Zhuge Qingzhou was going to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body just now,

Trying to force out the remaining sword energy in his wound.

I worked hard for a long time,

Forced a lonely.

And the weird sword energy was not only destroying his flesh and blood, but it was like a gangrene attached to the bone. After pressing for a long time, not only did it not decrease, but it became more and more at this time.

Because an inexplicable and strange force is slowly absorbing his flesh and blood and the spiritual energy in his body to strengthen the yellow sword energy.

Now Zhuge Qingzhou's wounds are like a wooden barrel with several holes.

The spiritual energy in the body is flowing out uncontrollably.

Zhuge Qingzhou took a deep breath.

"Wang Moyi, I didn't expect you to have such a mysterious sword technique. It seems that I have to show my true strength."

The voice just fell,

Zhuge Qingzhou took a light step.

Suddenly, the thin aura around him began to rush towards Zhuge Qingzhou's body.

Take another step,

The flow of spiritual energy began to accelerate.

Wang Mo raised his eyebrows.

At this time, Zhuge Qingzhou seemed to become sacred in Wang Moyi's eyes.

and many more.

sacred?

Wang Moyi looked at Zhuge Qingzhou who looked like a banished fairy in disbelief.

In the past, although Zhuge Xiaobailian seemed to have a forceful demeanor.

But at this moment, Zhuge Qingzhou really looks like a fairy, exuding a trace of Daoyun all over his body.

And he who took only a few steps,

At this time, the thin spiritual energy around seemed to have found a suction port, and was flocking towards Zhuge Qingzhou.

A thin layer of mist appeared between the sky and the earth.

Wang Mo was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that Lan Xing, who had just recovered from his aura and was barren, could see such a spectacular scene.

It turned out that the thin mist was suddenly formed by the gathering of spiritual energy.

[If this is in the Xuanhuang Continent, wouldn't it converge into a small stream? 】

Zhuge Qingzhou's eyes are indifferent, at this moment he seems to be integrated with the heaven and the earth.

The white mist danced happily around his body, and there was an inexplicable dao rhyme all over his body.

And the sword energy of grass that Wang Moyi left in his body just now gradually extinguished under the inexplicable Dao rhyme rules,

until it disappears.

And the wounds all over his body are rapidly healing and scabbing at a speed visible to the naked eye until they return to their original state.

Even the penetrating wound on the left shoulder is rapidly shrinking until it disappears.

Don't ask Wang Moyi why he knows,

Because of the short fight just now, Zhuge Qingzhou's clothes were transformed into top beggar clothes by Wang Mo's sharp sword.

The cloth-like clothes on the upper body can't cover Zhuge Qingzhou's fair skin at all.

Wang Moyi's face was full of embarrassment,

This is fighting, why did the small universe explode, and the Saiyan transformed?

then,

Wang Moyi: "Little boy, did you take an aphrodisiac and explode?"