The devil speaks to the heavens
Chapter 28 On the Cliff of Life and Death
Chapter 28 On the Cliff of Life and Death
Huh... A gust of wind blows, and thousands of ice blue flowers are blown down.
The wind blew on Mo Huai's face, as if blowing over his heart, making his body tremble, and his eyes slowly lit up.
Phoenix, sea of flowers, grassland... On the grassland, in the sea of flowers, under the blowing of the wind, Mo Huai closed his eyes and slowly practiced the fist of earth movement.
Mo Huai practiced the three stances of earth-moving fists one by one. After practicing the three stances, he continued to practice downwards, and the stances also changed.
Time passed slowly, from morning to noon to evening, Mo Huai had been immersed in boxing exercises.
Mo Huai, who was covered in khaki-yellow light, moved every move, as if slowly at the speed of a snail, but there were strangely blurred khaki-yellow afterimages.Every movement of his hands and feet has a terrifying power, the air bursts again and again, making a roar, the surrounding grass is turned up, and the ice-blue flowers are smashed into pieces by the invisible punch.
But Mo Huai, who closed his eyes, was still practicing boxing as if he hadn't realized it.
At noon three days later, during the battle appointment, a large number of masters from Tianshen Mountain had already gathered on the cliff of life and death on Tianshen Mountain.
The other seven generals from Tianshen Mountain all came, and the first general, Bori Lemu, sat cross-legged in the middle of the empty space on the Cliff of Life and Death, with his eyes closed, waiting quietly for Mo Huai to arrive.
"Here, here, people are coming," someone shouted, and everyone who was waiting to watch the battle by the cliff of life and death turned their heads to look, and saw Mo Huai in black robes and Mo Huai in black robes on the mountain road not far away. Li Jun in the white fur robe walked over, chatting and laughing softly with each other.
"Haha..." Bori Leimu, who suddenly opened his eyes, couldn't help but laughed loudly and got up and looked at Mo Huai with burning eyes: "Brother Huhe, I can't wait any longer. Since you have already arrived, let's not wait." Waste of time, let's get started!"
Mo Huai, who was walking forward with a black stick in his hand, looked at Borilemu with a smile and said, "I heard that Brother Borilemu, your palm technique is very good. You and I don't need weapons, just fight with bare hands ,how?"
Bori Leimu was taken aback when he heard that, one must know that his ultimate move, Seven Strikes of Heavenly Thunder, was originally a palm technique, and only with the palm technique can the strongest power be exerted.
"Haha... Since Brother Huhe is so courageous, I, Bori Lemu, will try my best. My boxing technique is the seven moves I created by myself after a hundred years of hard work. Be careful! It's gone," Berrilemu said loudly, only feeling the blood boil in his body.
With a slight smile on his face, Mo Huai threw the black stick in his hand into the cliff on one side.
Bori Leimu also casually shot the magic pestle in his hand at the cliff beside him, then looked at Mo Huai with a burning gaze and said solemnly: "Be careful!"
While speaking, Borilemu had faint blue light flowing from his body, his robe was bulging, and the veins on his face were faintly protruding. For a moment, some gravels on the ground around his body trembled slightly.
Mo Huai also took a deep breath, locked his eyes on Bori Leimu, and posed in the three-body pose seriously.
The seemingly simple three-body posture made Borilemu feel helpless.
Whoosh... Bori Leimu still took the lead, and his speed soared to the extreme in an instant, leaving only a phantom, and he was already in front of Mo Huai.
Peng...Mo Huai just slapped the palm of his left hand forward in a seemingly simple, slow and casual manner, and met Bori Leimu's palm.
In an instant, he felt that Borilemu, who had been smashed down by a hill, turned red and retreated more than ten steps quickly. Every step left deep pit footprints on the rocky ground, and the ground was cracked. Fragmented stones splashed.
"Okay!" Berilemu, whose feet had sunk into the rocky ground, yelled with burning eyes, and rushed towards Mo Huai even faster, his palms completely turned into phantoms, with a sharp edge that caused the air to vibrate and distort. With whistling sounds, they slapped Mo Huai one after another.
Pengpeng Mohuai's face was calm, and he slapped his left and right hands one after the other, each palm accurately blocked Borilemu's palm, and the strength was incredible.
Bori Leimu was like a ball, being pushed back again and again by Mo Huai, and rushed up again and again. One was violent and stormy, and the other was as stable as a rock. Accompanied by the collision sounds as heavy as spring thunder, the mountains and rocks trembled, and the ground Cracks, strong winds, and broken stones flew around. All the people who watched the battle were a little stunned, and their blood boiled.
Like a ray of light, Peng Bori Leimu retreated violently, leaving a distance of tens of feet away from Mo Huai.
"Brother Huhe! No wonder, you dare to say that you are fighting me empty-handed, and your hands are indeed strong enough! My Seven Strikes of Heavenly Thunder is famous for its ferocity. I didn't expect that your palm technique is more powerful and faster!" Bo Ri Lei Mu's eyes were full of scorching light, and he laughed heartily.
Mo Huai also looked at Borilemu with a fighting spirit all over his body: "Brother Borilemu, come up with your strongest trick! It's no fun to try it like this!"
"Okay! Brother Huhe, you have to be careful, I can't control the severity of my next move," Borilemu said solemnly.
While speaking, Borilemu's body burst out with blue electric light, as if he was wearing a set of lightning armor.
Borremu suddenly opened his mouth and sucked in a large amount of air crazily into Kou Zhong. Visible to the naked eye, his stomach is constantly expanding, and even the cyan electric light on his body has merged into his stomach.
The red-eyed Berilemu, with cyan lightning flashing faintly in his eyes, stepped on the ground suddenly, and ran towards Mo Huai along a strange continuous turning arc like a detour with lightning speed. Go, opened his mouth suddenly when he got close to Mo Huai.
In an instant, a sharp, high-pitched, and extremely weird voice came out of Borremu's mouth, causing Mo Huai's heartbeat to speed up, his ears to buzz, and his head to have a faint tingling and dizziness for a moment.
"You lost!" Bori Leimu's fierce figure rushed to Mo Huai's side, slapping Mo Huai's chest with one palm and his back with the other.
However, he noticed a faint smile suddenly showing on the corner of Mo Huai's mouth, and just when he felt that something was wrong, the slightly stagnant power of his palms slapped Mo Huai's body, but he felt that his palms hit nothing, and Mo Huai's The figure faded away and disappeared.
"Not good!" Borremu, who felt a sharp force coming from one side, was about to turn around to dodge, but was hit hard in the chest by a fist that shone with khaki light.
Amidst the low and muffled sound, Bori Remu, who was shaking all over his body, flew away in embarrassment, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and retreated seven or eight feet away, only to fall to the ground staggering on one knee , holding the ground with one hand and looking up at Mo Huai in disbelief: "What a quick lightness technique!"
"Haha...Brother Borilemu, it's not that I'm too fast, but that you are too confident. If you had taken those two palms without hesitation, I'm afraid it would not be so easy for me to resist," Mo Huai smiled. road.
Holding his chest and standing up slowly, Berrilemu shook his head and smiled wryly: "Brother Huhe, if I am really merciless, maybe you will die under my hands. Although I am warlike, The subordinates have no sense of proportion, but how can a rare opponent like Brother Huhe really kill him?"
"So, in the end, you lost this battle," Mo Huai smiled noncommittally.
But Birilemu smiled: "That's right, I lost today, and I was so convinced!"
(End of this chapter)
Huh... A gust of wind blows, and thousands of ice blue flowers are blown down.
The wind blew on Mo Huai's face, as if blowing over his heart, making his body tremble, and his eyes slowly lit up.
Phoenix, sea of flowers, grassland... On the grassland, in the sea of flowers, under the blowing of the wind, Mo Huai closed his eyes and slowly practiced the fist of earth movement.
Mo Huai practiced the three stances of earth-moving fists one by one. After practicing the three stances, he continued to practice downwards, and the stances also changed.
Time passed slowly, from morning to noon to evening, Mo Huai had been immersed in boxing exercises.
Mo Huai, who was covered in khaki-yellow light, moved every move, as if slowly at the speed of a snail, but there were strangely blurred khaki-yellow afterimages.Every movement of his hands and feet has a terrifying power, the air bursts again and again, making a roar, the surrounding grass is turned up, and the ice-blue flowers are smashed into pieces by the invisible punch.
But Mo Huai, who closed his eyes, was still practicing boxing as if he hadn't realized it.
At noon three days later, during the battle appointment, a large number of masters from Tianshen Mountain had already gathered on the cliff of life and death on Tianshen Mountain.
The other seven generals from Tianshen Mountain all came, and the first general, Bori Lemu, sat cross-legged in the middle of the empty space on the Cliff of Life and Death, with his eyes closed, waiting quietly for Mo Huai to arrive.
"Here, here, people are coming," someone shouted, and everyone who was waiting to watch the battle by the cliff of life and death turned their heads to look, and saw Mo Huai in black robes and Mo Huai in black robes on the mountain road not far away. Li Jun in the white fur robe walked over, chatting and laughing softly with each other.
"Haha..." Bori Leimu, who suddenly opened his eyes, couldn't help but laughed loudly and got up and looked at Mo Huai with burning eyes: "Brother Huhe, I can't wait any longer. Since you have already arrived, let's not wait." Waste of time, let's get started!"
Mo Huai, who was walking forward with a black stick in his hand, looked at Borilemu with a smile and said, "I heard that Brother Borilemu, your palm technique is very good. You and I don't need weapons, just fight with bare hands ,how?"
Bori Leimu was taken aback when he heard that, one must know that his ultimate move, Seven Strikes of Heavenly Thunder, was originally a palm technique, and only with the palm technique can the strongest power be exerted.
"Haha... Since Brother Huhe is so courageous, I, Bori Lemu, will try my best. My boxing technique is the seven moves I created by myself after a hundred years of hard work. Be careful! It's gone," Berrilemu said loudly, only feeling the blood boil in his body.
With a slight smile on his face, Mo Huai threw the black stick in his hand into the cliff on one side.
Bori Leimu also casually shot the magic pestle in his hand at the cliff beside him, then looked at Mo Huai with a burning gaze and said solemnly: "Be careful!"
While speaking, Borilemu had faint blue light flowing from his body, his robe was bulging, and the veins on his face were faintly protruding. For a moment, some gravels on the ground around his body trembled slightly.
Mo Huai also took a deep breath, locked his eyes on Bori Leimu, and posed in the three-body pose seriously.
The seemingly simple three-body posture made Borilemu feel helpless.
Whoosh... Bori Leimu still took the lead, and his speed soared to the extreme in an instant, leaving only a phantom, and he was already in front of Mo Huai.
Peng...Mo Huai just slapped the palm of his left hand forward in a seemingly simple, slow and casual manner, and met Bori Leimu's palm.
In an instant, he felt that Borilemu, who had been smashed down by a hill, turned red and retreated more than ten steps quickly. Every step left deep pit footprints on the rocky ground, and the ground was cracked. Fragmented stones splashed.
"Okay!" Berilemu, whose feet had sunk into the rocky ground, yelled with burning eyes, and rushed towards Mo Huai even faster, his palms completely turned into phantoms, with a sharp edge that caused the air to vibrate and distort. With whistling sounds, they slapped Mo Huai one after another.
Pengpeng Mohuai's face was calm, and he slapped his left and right hands one after the other, each palm accurately blocked Borilemu's palm, and the strength was incredible.
Bori Leimu was like a ball, being pushed back again and again by Mo Huai, and rushed up again and again. One was violent and stormy, and the other was as stable as a rock. Accompanied by the collision sounds as heavy as spring thunder, the mountains and rocks trembled, and the ground Cracks, strong winds, and broken stones flew around. All the people who watched the battle were a little stunned, and their blood boiled.
Like a ray of light, Peng Bori Leimu retreated violently, leaving a distance of tens of feet away from Mo Huai.
"Brother Huhe! No wonder, you dare to say that you are fighting me empty-handed, and your hands are indeed strong enough! My Seven Strikes of Heavenly Thunder is famous for its ferocity. I didn't expect that your palm technique is more powerful and faster!" Bo Ri Lei Mu's eyes were full of scorching light, and he laughed heartily.
Mo Huai also looked at Borilemu with a fighting spirit all over his body: "Brother Borilemu, come up with your strongest trick! It's no fun to try it like this!"
"Okay! Brother Huhe, you have to be careful, I can't control the severity of my next move," Borilemu said solemnly.
While speaking, Borilemu's body burst out with blue electric light, as if he was wearing a set of lightning armor.
Borremu suddenly opened his mouth and sucked in a large amount of air crazily into Kou Zhong. Visible to the naked eye, his stomach is constantly expanding, and even the cyan electric light on his body has merged into his stomach.
The red-eyed Berilemu, with cyan lightning flashing faintly in his eyes, stepped on the ground suddenly, and ran towards Mo Huai along a strange continuous turning arc like a detour with lightning speed. Go, opened his mouth suddenly when he got close to Mo Huai.
In an instant, a sharp, high-pitched, and extremely weird voice came out of Borremu's mouth, causing Mo Huai's heartbeat to speed up, his ears to buzz, and his head to have a faint tingling and dizziness for a moment.
"You lost!" Bori Leimu's fierce figure rushed to Mo Huai's side, slapping Mo Huai's chest with one palm and his back with the other.
However, he noticed a faint smile suddenly showing on the corner of Mo Huai's mouth, and just when he felt that something was wrong, the slightly stagnant power of his palms slapped Mo Huai's body, but he felt that his palms hit nothing, and Mo Huai's The figure faded away and disappeared.
"Not good!" Borremu, who felt a sharp force coming from one side, was about to turn around to dodge, but was hit hard in the chest by a fist that shone with khaki light.
Amidst the low and muffled sound, Bori Remu, who was shaking all over his body, flew away in embarrassment, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and retreated seven or eight feet away, only to fall to the ground staggering on one knee , holding the ground with one hand and looking up at Mo Huai in disbelief: "What a quick lightness technique!"
"Haha...Brother Borilemu, it's not that I'm too fast, but that you are too confident. If you had taken those two palms without hesitation, I'm afraid it would not be so easy for me to resist," Mo Huai smiled. road.
Holding his chest and standing up slowly, Berrilemu shook his head and smiled wryly: "Brother Huhe, if I am really merciless, maybe you will die under my hands. Although I am warlike, The subordinates have no sense of proportion, but how can a rare opponent like Brother Huhe really kill him?"
"So, in the end, you lost this battle," Mo Huai smiled noncommittally.
But Birilemu smiled: "That's right, I lost today, and I was so convinced!"
(End of this chapter)
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