Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 735 Knife

"Um?"

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows, his face darkened.

He would never take the other party's provocation as an impulsive act.

In fact, since the arrival of King Zhao's envoy, Chu Xiong's eyes have swept over him several times, and it was definitely not pure curiosity and exploration.

Rather hostile.

Even murder!

"how?"

Seeing that Mo Qiu didn't make a sound, Chu Xiong snorted coldly in disdain:

"Don't talk, are you afraid?"

"I really don't know where you came from the human race. If I find the way to Yangshi, I will definitely lead the ghost soldiers to trample there!"

"Ah……"

Don't ask for lightness.

It has to be said that Chu Xiong has the ability to make people angry from the bottom of his heart, or a unique ghost body talent.

But Mo Qiu was indeed a little angry.

"Master Mo."

Di Ku looked at the right time, and said slowly:

"Since King Zhao's son insists on inviting him, Taoist master might as well make a move, so that other ghosts will know that Quanzhen Dao is not easy to deceive."

"I'm afraid he won't dare." Chu Xiong grinned and raised his head towards Mo Qiu to signal:

"Human monks, don't worry, for King Lu's sake, I will save your life."

As he spoke, he stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.

"Taoist..."

Di Ku bowed his head and asked with eyes.

Other ghosts also looked at it one after another, and the ghost king of Mingyue turned his beautiful eyes, and many scrutinizing eyes fell on Mo Qiu one by one.

Concubine Yun sat not far from the throne left by the former king, with the corners of her mouth curled up and her eyes icy cold.

The attitudes of all the ghosts were different for the only living person in the mortal world in the field, who was also the master of Quanzhen Taoism who was ordered by King Lu to crusade.

Some ignore it, some resist it, and very few have kindness in their hearts.

But after all, they are the 'friends' invited by the new king of Lu, no matter how unhappy they are, they will not show it.

Now, most of the ghosts are looking forward to his action.

He and Chu Xiong, no matter who wins or loses, it is a good thing.

"Forget it!"

Being scrutinized by the ghosts, Mo Qiu nodded slowly with no expression on his face, got up and stood up:

"Since King Zhao's son has such a taste, if Mo Mou doesn't know how to be interested, then he doesn't know how to flatter him, and I hope he will accept it later."

He cupped his hands far away, his body suddenly dispersed on the spot, and then appeared not far in front of Chu Xiong, none of the ghosts present could clearly see how he moved.

In the arena, there was a sudden silence.

Even Chu Xiong couldn't help tensing up.

"Void Teleportation?"

Mingyue Ghost King narrowed his beautiful eyes, and looked at Di Ku and other powerful ghosts.

"good."

Mr. Luo looked gloomy and said:

"However, this person's teleportation in the void should be limited. A short distance is fine. If it is far away, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

"That's enough." A ghost murmured:

"By relying on the method of void teleportation, the surname Mo is almost invincible."

"That's not necessarily the case." A ghost shook his head:

"When you start fighting, your qi changes thousands of times in an instant. How can you have time to prepare to move the void, and the six seals have the ability to suppress the void."

"It is said that Mo Qiu once tried his best to fight against the eleventh-rank dragon clan, and even beheaded him on the spot. It is no longer a problem to deal with a mere middle-rank ghost king."

"That was with the help of external force, not his real strength."

"Besides, this is the underworld. The strength of practitioners in the yang world will decrease sharply in the underworld. It's hard to say who will win."

"Let's see!"

"Um."

There was a lot of discussion outside the arena, the faces of all the ghosts were different, and one person and one ghost in the arena were already looking at each other.

Being there, Mo Qiu can truly feel the oppression that Wucha and Chebengguiwang endured when they faced Chu Xiong.

That hundred feet body is like a big mountain.

The intensity of the breath almost distorted the void in the perception, and every breath and breath caused thunder to roll, and the rain poured down.

No need to use force, the power of terror has become a world of its own, locking the surroundings.

The ghost talk is good. In this case, it is not easy to move the void, and it is easy to be interrupted.

He was drenched in black rain, clasping his hands together:

"There is no way to seek complete truth. I have met Prince Chu."

"Hey!"

Chu Xiong curled his lips and said in a muffled voice:

"People in the world of Yang, are they all so long-winded? Stop talking nonsense and give me a punch first!"

The sound fell, and the world became dark.

The halo of moonlight sprinkled across endless time and space above disappeared abruptly, only a mountain-like fist shadow fell on the head.

Mo Qiu raised his head, his expression unchanged.

Ghosts The ghost body is naturally compatible with the avenue of the underworld, far stronger than the physical body of a practitioner in the yang world. It is almost a natural dharma body with amazing power.

And Chu Xiong is a middle-level ghost king, with a secret method in his body, and immediately smashed with a punch, which directly shattered the power of the five elements and the energy of heaven and earth.

Under this punching edge, don't be as insignificant as an ant.

"collapse!"

A slight tremor emerged from Mo Qiu's body.

The sound is not loud, but it overwhelms the incoming roar and the muffled thunder in the sky, like an explosion resounding through the earth in early spring, revealing infinite vitality.

"Clatter..."

In the body, Qi and blood flowed.

The blood full of the power of fire burned crazily, rolling around his body in an instant, and his body became bigger as he twisted his neck.

"Boom!"

It seems like a mountain rising from the ground, but in the blink of an eye, the Moqiu of Yan Luo's dharma body has also turned into a hundred feet in size.

With five fingers clenched into a fist, he punched the opponent hard.

"Peng!"

The fists collided, and ripples visible to the naked eye swept around.

Wherever it passed, the ground was lifted, the houses were shattered, and for a while, there were countless ghosts, crying and howling, running wildly towards the distance.

Chu Xiong felt a strong force coming, subconsciously leaned back, took a step back to stabilize his figure, and opened his eyes involuntarily.

Look at the opposite side again.

Mo Qiu retreated three steps in a row, obviously at a disadvantage.

After all, he is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Although he is stronger than the physical body, his pure strength is not as good as that of Chu Xiong, who is a middle-level ghost king.

but……

The gap is not that big.

"good!"

Chu Xiong opened his eyes angrily, and his huge body appeared beside Mo Qiu like lightning, and he came to kill with knives and punches intertwined in a whirlpool.

Don't beg to stretch out your hand, the hundred swords float in your palm.

With a flash of knife light, a vortex unfolded like tearing cloth, and collided fiercely with the opponent.

"when……"

The Baipi Knife and the Soul Eater Knife collided, and the strange aura turned into countless scattered knife lights, strangling wildly in this radius of tens of miles.

The earth was cut into fine pieces by it in an instant.

The sky was cloudy and the torrential rain was blasted into chaos.

An invisible mask emerged and enveloped the audience, which prevented Dao Guang from disrupting the entire Lu Palace, but it was Di Ku who made the move.

"Peng!"

Both fists hit each other.

Moqiu's boxing techniques have already been fully mastered, except that the sharpness is not as good as the Baipi Dao, and the strength is more ferocious than it, but nothing less.

The fist intent penetrated and collided with Chu Xiong's body protection secret method.

In an instant, the aura trembled and roared endlessly.

The powerful ghost body of the ghost king's intermediate level, coupled with the secret method of body protection that broke through the second level, unexpectedly showed no strength, and was knocked back again and again.

In comparison.

Moqiu's heavenly soldier body protection rune has broken through three barriers, and coupled with the King Ming Armor on his body, he resisted the opponent's punch with no damage.

One trick has the upper hand, don't seek to gain the upper hand.

The Baipi knife entangled the soul-devouring blood knife tightly, and the other hand turned into a heavy fist shadow, blasting from all directions, and landed on Chu Xiong one after another.

"Peng!"

"Pumbaa!"

"Boom..."

For a moment, Chu Xiong, who was flaunting his strength just now, was so bombarded that he was tired of resisting, and even the huge ghost body began to dissipate Yin Qi.

"Peng!"

Seeing the right timing, Mo Qiu stepped forward and hit the opponent's chest with a punch. The strength of the punch penetrated into the ghost's body, and exploded inside, tearing the flesh.

"ah!"

Chu Xiong raised his head to the sky and screamed, black blood spurted wildly from his chest, and his breath suddenly weakened.

Mo Qiu's complexion remained unchanged. He, who has experienced many battles and is good at grasping opportunities, will not let down his vigilance just because of a mere advantage.

The light of the knife is like a wheel, suppressing the opponent, the shadow of the fist is heavy, and does not give the opponent a chance to comeback.

All the ghosts watching the battle looked at each other for a while.

None of them had expected this to happen before.

Just a short while after the fight, Chu Xiong was firmly suppressed by Mo Qiu, and the opponent's tactics were clever, and Chu Xiong was never given a chance to amplify his moves.

I'm afraid that if it goes on like this, it will really grind the opponent to death.

"Ahem!"

At this time, Qin Sheng, the deputy head of the ancestral temple inspection hall, who had never spoken, said leisurely:

"My lord, Chu Xiong is the son of King Zhao. If you come to congratulate me this time, it's better not to embarrass him too much, so as not to look bad in the future."

"oh!"

Di Ku raised his eyebrows, his eyes sank:

"Dianzhu Qin's words seem to be a bit late."

Earlier, when Chuxiong made a big fuss at the venue and didn't give himself any face, where were you, and now you are here to smooth things over.

"Why!"

Qin Sheng shook his head lightly:

"I'm afraid that Chu Xiong is really angry. I'm afraid it will be difficult to suppress. He is called a madman among Zhao Wang's disciples."

"That doesn't bother the Palace Master." Di Ku said slowly:

"This place is Prince Lu's Mansion, and it's not up to the lunatics from other places to run wild."

"..."

Qin Sheng's eyes flickered, he opened his mouth to speak, then shook his head and stopped, looking sideways at the field, his complexion changed.

Not only him.

There were many ghosts present, all showing shock at the same time.

"ah!"

Chu Xiong, who had been suppressed all this time, suddenly roared up to the sky, his body glowed with black blood, and he ignored Mo Qiu's fist and swung fiercely with a single fist.

"Peng!"

With this punch, he fell for a few miles, and Mo Qiu took a few steps back.

And suddenly separated one person and one ghost, their complexions sank, each with a long knife in their palm, and Xu Dangkong collided when their eyes met.

"Reincarnation!"

"Asura..."

Chu Xiong gritted his teeth with a ferocious expression on his face, and shouted in a low voice, his hundred-foot-high body exploded with immense force, and suddenly sank into the bloody knife in his palm.

Blood knife, waved.

The void stagnates.

Phantoms of asuras emerged out of thin air, like a kingdom of asuras, following the whirling of the blades, they turned into a stream of blades and swept forward.

The light of the knife appeared, and all the ghosts were frightened.

It seemed that everything in the world was merged into the light of the sword, and then swallowed and assimilated by the endless Asura.

Finally turned into a dead soul in the knife.

Without exception!

Even the perception of divine sense is difficult to approach.

'Six Ways of Sealing is known as one of the eight top killing techniques in the Kingdom of Shang, and it really lives up to its reputation, and Chu Xiong has cultivated this method to an extremely terrifying level. '

'Don't beg...'

Mingyue Ghost King's thoughts turned, and he turned his head to look at Mo Qiu, his beautiful eyes shrinking again.

But seeing Moqiu's body, a strong Buddha's light quietly glowed, and the golden Buddha's light intertwined in the sky, forming a huge phantom of the Buddha.

The Buddha stood upright with one hand in front of his body, holding a blade in his right hand, and waved his hand lightly to meet the incoming six seals, and the blade's light cut off immediately.

Jizo Yuanyuan Knife!

The sixth pass!

When the sword comes out, it forms a world of its own, like a Buddha kingdom in the palm, containing the seven emotions and six desires of all living beings, and countless evil ghosts up and down, just seeking to be detached.

"Amitabha!"

A deep voice came from the light of the knife, full of peace and compassion, but also with great determination and perseverance:

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?"

"Hell is not empty, I swear not to become a Buddha!"

Don't beg the corners of your eyes to twitch.

This voice is definitely not what he said, but from this saber technique, the Ksitigarbha Original Vow Knife actually has a trace of the will of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?

When thinking about it, the light of the knife collided in the air.