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Chapter Fifty-Two: The Power of Heavenly Fire

"Well, he has very good strength and courage. This boy really likes me. He has quite the heroic spirit I had back then."

Seeing that Mu Chen actually suppressed an opponent who was much stronger than him, Hai Bodong twitched his gray beard and commented secretly. It was just that his somewhat shy face defeated Mu Chen and killed four large and mid-level warriors.

It hasn’t stopped since becoming a teacher.

"Forget it, as I get older, I actually have the heart to cherish talents. It's rare. Whatever, if that kid fails, I will save his life."



clang!

Mosha jumped back at a high speed, and quickly distanced himself from Muchen. His forehead and cheeks were covered with sweat. The boy's spinning attack was so violent that every time the sword fell on his body,

They were all mixed with strength as heavy as a mountain, and they were able to force themselves not to dare to attack.

"It's really evil. That boy is so strong and physically strong. After fighting so many times, the knife in my hand almost dropped to the ground.

Launching such an intensive offensive at once, isn't that boy's body made of iron? Otherwise, there is no way he can withstand it."

Mosha wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself. His eyes touched the long knife in his hand, and the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.

I saw that the blade was full of dense gaps, and there was even a crack that was about to separate the blade. The second-order magic core inlaid on the handle was even duller, as if it was scrapped.

Mu Chen was breathing heavily, his face was red, and the sword in his hand was leaning on the ground. His face looked as if it had been soaked in water, and the ground was wet with Juanjuan's sweat.

The bulging veins on both hands and arms showed a fierce sense of strength. The tiger's mouth holding the sword was already bloody and bloody. The strange red color flowed along the hilt and onto the black sword body, adding a bit of violence.

"Huh, be happy, old man, you said you are a top fighting master, why are you running away?

Let me tell you, if you don't have the guts, then get out of here and go back and find a fighting spirit. If you can't do it, you're too bad." Mu Chen sneered, mocking Mosha for having no guts and not being worthy of being his opponent.

With a flick of his finger, several Qi-Returning Pills were accurately shot into Mu Chen's mouth, making Mosha on the opposite side swallow dry saliva in frustration, and then he also took out a relatively rough Qi-Returning Pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

It seemed that Mosha was not convinced because he had lost face, but when his eyes touched the blood-stained black sword in Muchen's hand, Mosha twitched his mouth again, his face looking frighteningly ugly.

"Boy, you just relied on the sharpness of the sword to show your bravery for a moment. If I hadn't been ordered to capture you alive, how could you have been so arrogant?

Humph, fighting ultimately depends on whose fighting skills are stronger. I am a whole realm higher than you, so how can you fight with me?"

Mosha really couldn't swallow this humiliation. The majestic nine-star peak fighting master couldn't win against a weak boy. If this was reported back to Yunlan Sect, it would make people laugh.

"Boy, at your age, you must have never seen any advanced fighting skills. Then open your eyes and see clearly. You will be defeated by my fighting skills."

"Cloud Palm!"

Veins popped up on Mosha's forehead, and he quickly formed several seals. The fighting energy in his body surged out at a very fast speed, and a very powerful white cloud formed on his palms.

This is an advanced palm fighting skill of the Yunlan Sect, and its grade is at the mid-level Xuan level. If it weren't for his high status and his outstanding performance in a mission, he would not be qualified to practice this palm skill.

, this seems to be one of his unique tricks to settle down.

"Just this little power? You boasted so much that I thought it was an earth-level fighting skill, but it turned out to be an intermediate level of Xuan-level fighting skills." Pointing at the white mist in Mosha's hand, Mu Chen said sarcastically without mercy.

Mu Chen was indeed disappointed. Just by looking at him, Mu Chen understood that the level of fighting skills displayed by the opponent was mediocre. From this point of view, this person's wealth may not be as much as that of Rob.

"How can a sharp-tongued boy understand the secret of my fighting skills? But it doesn't matter. You will know what regret means when you kneel on the ground later."

Almost as soon as Mosha finished speaking, the powerful fighting skills he carefully prepared came out, and the white cloud formed a huge palm print.

A hidden smile flashed in Mu Chen's eyes. The fire seal in his hands had been prepared for a long time. Mu Chen quickly sacrificed two fire pythons, adding purple fire to them, increasing the power of the fire pythons, and suppressed the sacrifice of Xuanhuang.

The thought of inflammation.

Mu Chen didn't expect to defeat the enemy with the Hundred Fierce Kills. This was just a confusing method used to steal time and block Mosha's sight.

boom!

Two energies of different colors rolled like boiling water, and the combined fighting energy turned into a thick curtain of light.

Because of the gap in cultivation, even with the blessing of purple fire, the fire python that Mu Chen sacrificed was obviously no match for Mosha's giant cloud palm, and it had a tendency to retreat the moment it came into contact.

Seeing this, Mosha laughed loudly across from him. He wiped away the unhappiness in his heart and said sarcastically, "Boy, you have seen how powerful I am with Cloud Turning Palm.

Hey, you still look down on my fighting skills, I thought you had earth-level fighting skills, but that's all."

Mosha felt very happy in his heart. The boy opposite him was indeed an evil sect, and his fighting power was frightening. If all the outstanding young heroes in the Jia Ma Empire were ranked, Mosha had no doubt that the boy opposite him would be number one.

.

Even Nalan Yanran, who is known as the next leader of the Yunlan Sect, is far behind compared to this kid.

Suddenly, Mosha keenly felt that the energy in the surrounding world was flowing rapidly, and threads of firelight appeared in the void, and then quickly gathered in a certain direction along a specific trajectory.

When the thread of fire appeared, countless startling sounds immediately sounded within a hundred meters of the fighting range between Mu Chen and Mo Sha.

"Here, why does the air become so much cooler?"

"It's the same here. I can't breathe any hot breath at all. What's going on?"

A strong man with a level of great fighting master sucked in a cold breath and exclaimed, "Hiss, what a terrifying method. Who on earth actually extracted all the fire attribute energy from the nearby world? To do this, the last step is to

At least he must be a strong spirit fighter."

"Look at the sky, the fire attribute energy that was withdrawn turned into actual filaments! The direction of the gathering is the location of the evil star's courtyard. Hiss, this can't be the evil star's method."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Although that evil star is very powerful, he is just a fighting master, so how can he have such means."

"Ahem, are there not many powerful Dou Masters who have fallen into the hands of evil stars during this period? If you ask me, he is a master who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. Who on earth said that his cultivation is that of a Dou Master? It seems like

That evil star never said he was a fighting master."

While there was a lot of discussion outside, Mosha, one of the protagonists involved, changed his expression drastically, because more and more flame threads were like meteors breaking through the sky, hovering in the sky above his head.

The fire threads were arranged in a strange trajectory to form a fire pattern with terrifying aura.

Mosha felt his mouth was dry and cold sweat was dripping from his forehead. He said bitterly, "It turned out to be the legendary...

Earth-level fighting skills!"
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