Chapter 239: no hesitation
Chapter 239 No hesitation
Mo Yuntian didn't speak, but just looked at Fang and Chen coldly. His grandson, Mo Kuang, needed his own protection. Let alone two second-rank Martial Lords, even two Martial Gods, Mo Yuntian dared to rush forward without hesitation.
Fortunately, after taking the elixir, his physical condition has recovered, and Mo Yuntian has a little more confidence. He raised his hand, grabbed Mo Qingkuang and threw it into the distance, then rushed towards Fang and Chen.
Mo Yuntian supported the wind with both hands, and under the exhaustion of his true energy, the wind howled violently.
As Mo Yuntian frantically stimulated his true energy, three tornadoes in a row took shape in an instant! It's three times as much as it was issued before.
The three tornadoes were like dark black holes. Wherever they passed, the earth, stones and trees on the entire mountain range were swept up, and they were distributed in a zigzag shape and approached Fang Chen and the other two.
The speed of the tornado is astonishingly fast, and it is still increasing continuously. Controlling three tornadoes at the same time consumes a lot of energy for Mo Yuntian, but he doesn't care.
Just to hinder the footsteps of Fang and Chen!
Fang and Chen naturally wouldn't just sit and wait like this, the character-shaped tornado approached slowly, and they didn't want to become duckweed in this strong wind.
"Old Chen, you are in a stalemate with him here! I will rush out to find trouble with Old Ghost Mo!" The bald old man of the Fang family shouted heavily, surrounded by sword lights, and his speed increased sharply.
The other three tornadoes broke through the encirclement before encircling them, and went straight to Mo Yuntian.
The power of the three tornadoes is so powerful that even they, who are also Wu Zun, dare not take it hard, but these tornadoes are all controlled by Mo Yuntian.
As long as Mo Yuntian is dealt with, these three tornadoes will soon be self-destructing.
Before that, it would be best to let the old man surnamed Chen with a tough fighting style contain the three tornadoes.
The old man surnamed Chen yelled violently, and his body, which was already naked from the upper body, swelled up again.
This time, the whole body swelled up. The old man surnamed Chen, who was only eight feet tall, rushed to a height of two or three feet in the blink of an eye, like a giant standing upright!
At the same time, the three tornadoes merged into one, forming an even bigger tornado, which engulfed the old man surnamed Chen.
What was shocking was that the old man surnamed Chen had his muscles exaggerated, his veins bulged, and he squatted down. The violent tornado couldn't affect him at all!
Mixed in the wind, those stones and trees fell on the old man surnamed Chen, just like a block of tofu met a cutting machine, and was torn to pieces by the strong wind attached to the surface of the old man surnamed Chen!
Those were three tornadoes that ravaged the hillside! How powerful would it be to be one?
And with constant rotation, its power will only grow stronger with time! However, the old man surnamed Chen could not be shaken at all.
Mo Yuntian's face was also extremely gloomy, how could he not guess the other party's intentions, the old man of the Fang family had already drawn his sword and rushed towards him, and the old man surnamed Chen was wrestling with his own tornado with his powerful strength!
Such a big tornado consumes a lot of energy for Mo Yuntian, and it also takes countless mental energy to keep it from getting out of his control.
After all, this three-in-one energy is too huge, and it has gradually exceeded my control.
Of course, the old man surnamed Chen can't carry it on forever. After a while, he will be swept into the sky by this tornado and lose his ability to resist.
But just this short amount of effort is enough for the old man surnamed Fang to kill Mo Yuntian hundreds of times!
The long sword sings clearly, and the sword is as bright as lightning!
Mo Yuntian had to control the tornado with his heart, and it was almost impossible to dodge it. He thought he could use this huge tornado to trap the two of them, but he didn't want to be rushed out by the old man surnamed Fang.
Now I am in danger, as long as the old man surnamed Fang is stabbed by the sword, he will die on the spot!
But he can't give up control of the tornado. If he gives up, the old man surnamed Chen will be released soon, and it will be even more difficult then!
The sword light flashed, and the old man surnamed Fang swung several swords from a distance one after another. There was no need to aim at all. Mo Yuntian, who couldn't move, was a living target.
Mo Yuntian gritted his teeth, and forcibly lifted the remaining true energy in his body to form a wind shield to resist the incoming sword light.
"Ding Ding Ding...呲"
There were three consecutive crisp sounds of gold and iron, followed by the sound of cutting through the encirclement.
This kind of wind mask with a certain defensive power can't completely block the sword light of the old man surnamed Fang.
Four sword lights, three were canceled out, and one entered the body, slashing on Mo Yuntian's chest!
The sharp sword energy cut a scar with deep bone visible, and at the same time quickly rushed into the body, wreaking havoc in Mo Yuntian's internal organs!
Mo Yuntian looked up to the sky and spat out a big mouthful of blood, his body flew backwards a long way.
He was powerless to fight any more, and the last of his true energy couldn't resist the four sword qis of the old man surnamed Fang. He couldn't even control that huge tornado!
However, before losing control, Mo Yuntian managed to control the growing tornado to wrap the old man surnamed Chen in the center as much as possible.
In this way, it will not dissipate for a while, so that the old man surnamed Chen can be trapped for a period of time, buying some opportunities for Mo's frivolous escape.
After all, it is easier to escape the pursuit of one Wu Zun than the tracking of two strong Wu Zun.
Although it is just a slight chance.
"Four kills in a row, it really deserves its reputation." Mo Yuntian struggled to get up from the ground, and the blood spilling out of his mouth stained his gray beard red again.
Four killing streaks were the four consecutive sword lights that the old man surnamed Fang slashed out to seriously injure Mo Yuntian just now.
This is the fame stunt of the old man surnamed Fang!
The face of the old man surnamed Fang was also a little pale. It is true that killing four times is his famous stunt, but in order to be effective with one blow, he also poured a lot of zhenqi, and the zhenqi storage in his body was also consumed.
But now Mo Yuntian has no ability to resist.
The old man surnamed Fang smiled: "Mo old ghost, don't waste your time, I know you want to delay time to buy time for your precious grandson to escape, but how far can he run as a small first-rank grandmaster?"
He didn't take Mo Qingkuang thrown out by Mo Yuntian seriously at all. As long as Mo Yuntian died, a first-rank master would be no different from an ant in his eyes. mountains.
Mo Yuntian naturally knew the reality was exposed, but as long as he procrastinated for a while, he could provide Mo frivolous with a glimmer of hope of escape!
Looking nostalgicly at the direction where his grandson Mo frivolously had just met, Mo Yuntian roared and rushed towards the old man surnamed Fang!
He was trading his own life for the moment when the old man surnamed Fang killed him.
The old man surnamed Fang showed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth. He swiped his long sword, and the sword light whizzed towards him, straight for Mo Yuntian's head.
(end of this chapter)