Chapter 1668
Because of the cultivation Great Ruling Technique, Mo He's every move will give people a strong sense of oppression.
The ordinary Martial Artist will feel extremely depressed in front of Mo He, even unconsciously want to surrender to him, seal him as the king!
But because of Mo He's own cultivation base, his Great Ruling Technique has no effect on the Golden Battle Soul, not to mention the momentum in the "Emperor Soul Engraved Seal" of Luo Zheng's soul, which is not weaker than the Great Ruling Technique.
Luo Zheng looked up at Mo He , expression calmly replied: "I believe this is the last time."
Mo He smiled a little, "I believe it too!"
The two of them represent the most powerhouse under Heavenly Venerate in the two universes. In fact, both of them have the strength not weaker than Heavenly Venerate. Under the confrontation of two universes, they are bound to have this collision.
Mo He's voice fell, and the right-handed fist was rubbed in the left palm, and then the first step in the air to launch an attack.
The verbal confrontation is meaningless. Removing the opponent is the biggest blow to the opponent, even the universe behind him.
He did not use weapons, and he wanted to fight with Luo Zheng by hand!
"hu hu hu ……"
In terms of speed and explosiveness, there is nothing special about Mo He's series of actions.
But in the eyes of Luo Zheng's, he saw that the space around Mo He began to collapse slightly…
When powerful forces are applied to the body, the quality of Martial Artist itself will become quite large. To a certain extent, it will form a natural oppression of the surrounding space, and can push the space out of a certain arc!
This situation is very common in Luo Zheng.
But Mo He can do it at the moment!
"Good power!"
Luo Zheng sighed slightly in his heart, and the blood of his body flowed quickly, and he felt excited. Luo Zheng's did not expect Mo He to have such terrifying power, and it was not clear where his power came from.
But since Mo He wants to fight with strength, Luo Zheng has no hesitation!
Mo He's punch is not fast. At least Luo Zheng wants to dodge is absolutely possible, but he did not choose to retreat, but pressed down the center of the body and put a horse step on the rock!
"This Luo Zheng…Want to fight against Mo He? ”Myriad Poison Heavenly Venerate hidden in the dark
"That would be too disappointing…"Nether Dark Heavenly Venerate shook his head slightly.
“It’s indeed overestimate one’s capabilities,” says another Heavenly Venerate.
The Heavenly Venerate of Saint Race is also watching the game with a mentality of watching the show. Mo He can become the first Dao Child, and his strength is not as simple as it looks on the plain.
Once Mo He went to Body Refinement on one of the 9 Star God Pillar of the Universe of Great Extremity, this day's star contains Mu Haiji's source of power, and Body Refinement Martial Artist can do more with less.
Mo He is a fast-moving speed on the Tianqu star. The most important thing is that there is a “green tree” on this day. This blue-green tree has only opened a flower for many years, and that flower It took more than 40 million years for the child to wither! It took another 30 million years to finally produce a fruit, and this Qingyuan fruit that absorbed countless source of power was eventually swallowed by Mo He!
In the view of some Heavenly Venerate in Saint Race, this is not the luck of Mo He. The divine object like Qingyunguo is not always available to people by luck. It must be that Mu Haiji wants to give this fruit to Mo He. So, it will bloom in the right time, the result in the right time, and then wait for the person who picked the fruit.
After swallowing this green fruit, the power of Mo He has soared, even if it is Heavenly Venerate.
So the Heavenly Venerate of Saint Race is extremely confident in Mo He's punch!
"Are you Luo Zheng a fool? The power that Mo He broke out can distort the space. Since he dares to resist this punch, he must be sure that he will suffer from loss! ”Sacred Altar Heavenly Venerate sneered.
Sacred Altar Heavenly Venerate and Mo He were not right, and the idea would not stand on Mo He.
Of course, he still hopes that Mo He can kill Luo Zheng.
Continuously plunging the strongest Dao Child in the universe, it almost completely collapses the "potential" in the Universe of Great Expanse!
But the result was in the words of Sacred Altar Heavenly Venerate.
Luo Zheng doesn't have to flash, the left hand is palm, the right hand is punching, and it is also a slow punch!
Cultivation to their share, all the tricks are smooth, without any flaws, since the force is broken, Luo Zheng will not try to play any fancy, this punch will greet Mo He, in strength On the level, he is more confident than Mo He!
What Mo He thinks is the same as Myriad Poison Heavenly Venerate. This Luo Zheng dares to pick up his own punch. It is indeed some overestimate one's capabilities. If Luo Zheng can make a big loss, he can win the victory. Directly turning Luo Zheng into a meat sauce, this is a worry.
"boom!"
A dull voice sounded.
At the moment of the double-handed touch, Luo Zheng still maintains the posture of the horse, but it floats in the air. The rock under his feet, and even the entire hill under the rock, is broken into numerous fine gravel. And dust, quickly collapsed!
And Mo He's face suddenly turned white, and immediately turned into a pig liver color!
He felt a more powerful force, and the power was so vast that it seemed that Mo He could not see the end…
The strength of this fellow is stronger than himself, and the strength is not one and a half!
Mo He's reaction was extremely alert, and the reaction suddenly jerked. The strange movement technique made him slide like a slippery hand, sliding along Luo Zheng's fist to the side, also because of this movement technique. Also helped Mo He remove the power of Luo Zheng's 80%! But even if only 20% of the force is in the body, let Mo He within the body countless blood vessels burst!
The two played against each other and punched them together. Originally, they were throwing stones and asking for directions. Mo He was eating a lot of losses!
Luo Zheng hit it with a slap in the face, and did not care about it. He suddenly caught the direction of Mo He, but Mo He’s identity was really different. The body was once again twisted and still slipped away from Luo Zheng’s hands. The rear retire, and the frightened rabbit is generally far away from Luo Zheng!
At the same time of retreating, I heard a "squeaky" sound, a large mouthful of blood spewed out from the mouth of Mo He, and sprinkled a slender blood line in the air.
The expression on the face of Heavenly Venerate in Saint Race is quite wonderful. Even Sacred Altar Heavenly Venerate, who successfully predicted the result, has an incredible expression on his face.
Sacred Altar Heavenly Venerate Although he guessed that Luo Zheng's power was stronger than Mo He, he thought it wouldn't be much stronger!
Under the circumstance, the power of the two seems to be completely out of one level!
But these Heavenly Venerate people are not panicked. This injury does not cause any harm to Mo He. The strength of the wind does not mean that Luo Zheng will be able to beat Mo He. After all, many means are displayed, far more powerful than pure power!
However, the usual Saint Race Martial Artists are not calm at the moment, they only see the fact that Mo He lost to Luo Zheng's.
"Is the first punch going to win?"
"With only one punch, he will bleed Dao Child's Highness…"
"Well, this Luo Zheng is still too strong!"
The Saint Race Martial Artists in Iron Moon City suddenly screamed, as opposed to the Human Race Martial Artist, and there were all kinds of cheers!
"haha, no one under Heavenly Venerate can beat Luo Zheng!"
"What shit Dao Child is not a punching blood!"
"keep it up , Luo Zheng !"
In addition to cheering in the Iron Moon City, these World Lords also took out their valuable Roaring Order to express the inspiring news, and the lifeforms of the Universe of Great Expanse were greatly rises!
Mo He and Luo Zheng opened the distance of 1.000 zhang (3330m) to stabilize the figure, reached out and wiped the blood in the corner of his mouth.
"Sure enough, I am more difficult than I thought," Mo He thought, this little injury is naturally nothing to him, but the strength of Luo Zheng's has to be re-evaluated.
At this level of Martial Artist, strength is often not a key factor in winning, but in many cases it can produce unexpected results. Now Mo He's power is not dominant, and in many cases it will be very passive. He naturally needs to be good. Consider it.
However, Luo Zheng did not give Mo He time to think. He raised his right hand toward Mo He outside 1.000 zhang (3330m), and the ice blue flame burst out to completely wrap the palm and burn along his fingers. At the same time, with the power of the flaming Law of Space, he has teleportation 1.000 zhang (3330m) to the back of Mo He, slap in the face of Mo He!