Chapter 410: barely arrived
Chapter 410 Arrived
Seeing the joint attack of Qiu Kun and Han Sen, Mo Fan immediately understood that the collapse of the giant tortoise formation was unstoppable.
Immediately, carrying Han Shu and Mo Yuntian, he retreated hundreds of feet, barely avoiding the aftermath of the shattered formation.
Even so, the blood spilling from his mouth still exposed the fact that he had been traumatized by backlash.
It is true that he is a seventh-rank formation mage, but his background is only a third-rank Martial King after all, and it is already the limit to arrange two seventh-rank spiritual formations in succession.
Han Sen and Qiu Kun didn't give him enough time to prepare. A big tortoise shell array and a gathering spirit array couldn't stop two Martial Emperors over Rank 5 from attacking together.
The dust and smoke dissipated, Mo Fan looked at Han Sen and Qiu Kun with a pale face, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Really disappointing ending.
Han Shu on the side has already lost the ability to think.
This level of battle is simply not something he can intervene in.
That was the power he had always yearned for.
If you give him enough time to grow, it will be easy to have power beyond this.
It's a pity, I'm afraid I don't have this chance.
"I don't care if you are Junior Brother Mo or anyone else, I believe you are not the enemy."
Han Shu looked at Mo Fan who was as tall as a mountain in front of him and said in a low voice.
"Let's go! With your strength, if you don't need to bring me this oil bottle, you might be able to survive."
Mo Fan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, Han Shu felt that there was no room for reversal, and was ready to give up resistance?
However, what he said is also reasonable. With his strength, combined with the wind and thunder step, the general Martial Emperor may not be able to catch up with him.
But it was too late.
If Mo Fan decided to escape alone at the beginning, there is still some hope.
At this moment, the limit of possession skills is approaching, even if he wants to run, he won't last long.
At this moment, a sense of sadness welled up in my heart.
Thinking that he, Mo Fan, is also the creator of this world after all, he never thought that today it would be possible for him to fall into the hands of these ants.
"Die!"
Before Mo Fan had any further communication with Han Shu, Qiu Kun's body as high as several tens of feet took a step forward, and his fist the size of a mountain bag slammed towards Mo Fan fiercely with irreversible momentum.
With such a huge body, every step he takes makes the earth shake, the mountains shake, and space vibrates!
This secret technique of the Baizhang Spiritual Body does have the effect of maximizing strength and size.
At the same time, Han Sen, who had regained the death flag, also attacked with one blow.
The unparalleled death flag is like a javelin that goes forward, directly blocking all possible dodging directions of Mo Fan.
The blood-colored energy was actually sharper than metal, making it hard to look directly at.
"it's over!"
Hanshu slowly closed his eyes, welcoming this moment.
After all, he still failed to escape the fate of young people dying early.
It is gratifying that before he died, he possessed the power he once dreamed of.
Although the role he has played so far is not great, it still makes him satisfied.
It just dragged down Mo frivolous grandparent and grandson, which made him feel a little sorry.
Kong Kong's eyes were fixed on the place where the giant fist fell, and he wanted to watch Mo Qingkuang die in front of him with his own eyes!
Even if you can't kill the enemy with your own hands, you have to have a panoramic view of the tragic death of the enemy in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.
There is also that Lin Yang, and the mysterious person in his body.
One day, I will wash away all the shame and let the whole world know that I am empty, and I am still the number one genius in the whole continent!
Mo Fan has nowhere to dodge, Qiu Kun's giant fists are overwhelming, even his speed can't break out of the attack range.
Death Flag was as fast as a fright, locking him completely.
"Damn it! Old Fu! And Old Zheng! You two should hurry up!"
Mo Fan cursed inwardly.
As the Martial Emperor's aura approached, Mo Fan had already sensed its specific existence.
They are Fu Qing and Zheng Tao who are living in the Blue Flame Empire, followed by Ning Xian's father Ming Huang Ning Shen, and the other two are Huage and Lan Yun who are fighting while driving.
Now Mo Fan can only hope that Fu Qing and Zheng Tao can arrive in time, so that he may have a chance.
According to Mo Fan's estimate, the arrival time of the two of them is almost the same as the arrival time of Han Sen and Qiu Kun's attack.
Now it's up to who can get there first.
Do your best and obey the destiny.
Mo Fan has dragged on for so long with his own strength, and the rest is powerless.
Fortunately, luck seems to be on Mo Fan's side now.
Just when the giant fist and the death flag came together!
The golden light from the sky is shining!
A black streamer and a golden object flew from the sky at extreme speed.
During the flying distance, the golden object also swelled crazily, and the speed was extremely fast!
When it came to Mo Fan and the others, it was no lower than the hill.
It was a golden seal, and Mo Fan recognized it as Zheng Tao's treasure.
It is named Zhentianyin!
The whole body is made of rare materials, almost no less than the existence of a magic weapon, and it is Zheng Tao's weapon.
This seal has the ability to suppress the world, and the power contained in it is enough to crush a mountain.
"boom!"
Zhen Tianyin pressed **** Qiu Kun, causing him to stagger.
Chou Kun's defensive power was really terrifying, it was powerful enough to flatten a mountain, but it didn't hurt him at all, it just knocked him back a little.
Even so, his offensive was also interrupted, and Mo Fan was able to escape the fate of being smashed into a pulp by a giant fist.
On the other hand, the death flag that came rushing forward was slashed down by a golden sword, and even a white mark was cut on the flagpole.
Mo Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It's Zhan Tian Dao!
Fu Qing and Zheng Tao have arrived!
There is salvation.
Fu Qing and Zheng Tao rushed to Mo Fan as quickly as possible.
The respective weapons returned to their hands, and they looked at Han Sen and Qiu Kun vigilantly.
"Yanhuang, Qihuang, it doesn't seem very decent to bully the small with the big." Zheng Tao's face was gloomy.
If he hadn't arrived in time, Mo Qingkuang and Han Shu, the two most outstanding geniuses of the Imperial College, would have fallen.
As the head of the martial arts academy of the Imperial College, how could he not be angry.
So much so that there was no time to think about Mo Qingkuang's aura that was completely different from usual.
"Zheng Tao?" Qiu Kun smiled disdainfully, "A newcomer to the Martial Emperor, do you think you have the ability to compete with me?"
"You will only know if you have the ability to fight!" Zheng Tao retorted without showing any weakness.
He could be promoted to the first rank Martial Emperor after taking the elixir, and his strength is still far behind that of Qiu Kun.
But after all, it is the same realm, and it can still compete with one or two.
However, Fu Qing, who has improved greatly in the past year and has reached the fourth rank of Martial Emperor, is almost the same as Banner Emperor Han Sen.
He even took advantage of the confrontation between his Zhantian Saber and the Death Flag just now.
Before the four Martial Emperors made another move, they heard a distant call: "Old Fu! Come and help me, I can't stand it anymore! This kid is too fierce!"
(end of this chapter)