"This idiot is so arrogant. Does he really think that he is invincible because he has a treasure to protect his body?" Yan Wushuang gritted his teeth in anger when he saw Mo Que's posture.
Even his brother Yan Yungong didn't dare to be so arrogant in the face of so many disciples of the First Palace. How could this loser be more arrogant than his brother!
"Swish, swish, swish..."
At this moment, I don't know whether it was hundreds or thousands of disciples, taking action at the same time, and the number of weapons they sacrificed was uncountable, flying in the air, densely packed like rain.
"Boom!"
The countless weapons on the opposite side all moved forward without retreating. With a heavy step, the ground cracked with such force that the whole person rushed straight forward.
Different from when he fought against Yan Yunkong, he had no intention of fighting at that time because he had been living in Muyun Village for the past three years and was influenced by the kind villagers, so he never had any intention of hurting others.
But this time, Chu Weiyu and three others fought for him, and all of them were seriously injured. Naturally, he no longer wanted to just stand still and defend passively like he did against Yan Yunkong, but chose to take it seriously and take the initiative.
"This loser is crazy!"
"With so many people taking action at the same time, he not only didn't avoid it, but also took the initiative to rush forward? With so many weapons, the murderous aura combined together was enough to kill him dozens of times!"
All the Taoist Palace disciples were horrified and thought Mo Que was crazy.
But even so, none of these people were merciful. They all had murderous intentions on their faces and used their weapons with all their strength. They all wanted to kill Mo Que before others and obtain the Dao Yuan Talisman.
"Clang clang clang clang!"
The next moment, all the disciples who took action were so frightened that their souls were dying. Each one of them was shaken and dumbfounded.
"This...how is this possible?"
All the disciples couldn't believe their eyes at this moment, every one of them felt as if they had seen a ghost.
Even Chu Weiyu and the others, who had known that Mo Que was powerful, had shock on their faces and their mouths opened wide at this moment.
Mo Que was seen charging towards countless weapons, allowing those thousands of weapons to slash at him. Not only did he not avoid it, he even refused to block it.
However, many weapons slashed at his flesh and blood body, but not only failed to hurt him at all, but were all knocked back.
"Crack!"
Some weapons hit Mo Que's flying hair, but Mo Que's hair was not broken. Instead, the weapon was split into two by the hair.
It seemed that even a hair on his head was hundreds of times more powerful than the weapons in their hands!
"Is he... a human?"
The scene in front of them had a huge impact on all the disciples present. It felt like all the previous perceptions had been overturned by Mo Que at this moment.
Yan Wushuang was even more disbelieving and murmured: "How is this possible? He is clearly just a waste, how is this possible?"
It might be said that Mo Que was able to carry weapons and attack because he was protected by treasures, but was it possible that even his hair was protected by treasures?
At this moment, Yan Wushuang finally realized that Mo Que never had any treasure to protect his body, but his physical body was so powerful to begin with!
This made her, a girl who had always been domineering and arrogant, feel a strong fear in her heart, because she felt that the useless useless person in front of her might be countless times stronger than her genius brother!
"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"
In an instant, Mo Que was attacked by hundreds of weapons one after another, but not even a hair was broken.
Just like hitting a rock with an egg, if you hit it with one egg or a thousand eggs, the result will be the same!
"ah!"
The next moment, before those disciples who took action could recover from the shock, they heard screams, and one of the disciples was knocked away by Mo Que's punch.
Mo Que took the initiative to rush forward, chose to take it seriously, and took the initiative to take action. Therefore, when he rushed through many weapons and landed in front of a disciple, it was a brutal and simple punch.
But this punch caused the disciple to fly backwards.
When he flew out, there were several innocent disciples who happened to be on the route he flew out, and they were knocked out by him.
"With just a random collision, even the protective vitality of these people was shattered. What kind of magical power is this?" This scene frightened many disciples to the point of fear.
Mo Que's punches and punches were extremely simple, yet surprisingly powerful.
What kind of useless person is this? He is simply more terrifying than the ancient beasts!
"Boom boom boom!"
Roaring sounds sounded one after another, but Mo Que stepped on the ground repeatedly, and the ground was shattered with every step.
His fighting style was rough and savage, he just used a terrible brute force to rush around, and his attack methods had no skills at all, just simple punches and kicks.
But this most primitive fighting method caused the crowd to scream in agony. No matter what kind of weapon it was, or how pure the disciple's energy was, they could not stop him from punching or kicking him.
"Bang bang bang!"
I saw disciples flying out one after another among the crowd. As long as Mo Que was close to the disciples, no one could receive his blow.
"This man is simply a ferocious beast with immense power. Don't let him get close!"
Someone in the crowd yelled, causing many disciples to come back to their senses and spread out their body skills to try to distance themselves from Mo Que.
"boom!"
However, Mo Que just stepped hard, and the terrifying explosion of force caused him to fly straight out like an arrow from a string, faster than anyone else, and those disciples could not pull away at all.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of the human body falling to the ground alternated with the sound of Mo Que's heavy tread.
All the disciples who came to challenge were frightened at this moment, and no one still had the will to fight.
"He clearly has no vitality, how could he have such a terrifying body?"
"I understand, the Dao Yuan Talisman on his body is not Yan Yungong's at all, it is clearly his own!"
"With such strength, he is certainly qualified to possess the Daoyuan Talisman. It's ridiculous that we still want to challenge and take away this Talisman!"
All the disciples who came to challenge felt extremely regretful at this time.
At this time, how can they not understand that Mo Que has such strength and still needs to steal other people's Dao Yuan Talisman?
This is obviously because the palace knew that he was powerful, so they gave him the Dao Yuan Talisman.
"I...actually provoked such a monster before?" Among the crowd, Gong Qiuxue's face turned pale and she was terrified.
She learned that many disciples in the palace wanted to challenge Mo Que, so she came here early to see what was so special about this waste that could make Chu Weiyu treat him like that.
Seeing the scene in front of her, she finally understood it and secretly felt lucky that she had chosen to give way to Mo Que when she was in the building.
"I... I originally thought that although Brother Mo's strength is far above ours, it is still possible to catch up. But now I know that this distance has reached the point of being out of reach!" Huang Feng stared blankly.
Mo Que said absentmindedly as he dashed through the crowd.
Chu Weiyu and Zhuang Wumeng deeply believed that they were self-proclaimed geniuses, but since they met Mo Que, the pride of being geniuses in their hearts has been repeatedly hit.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a figure flew from the horizon, causing the expressions of Chu Weiyu and Zhuang Wumeng to change drastically.