Chapter 659 658. I Read Poetry

The fist wind swept across, starting a life and death battle, and the battle between the dragon and the saint began.

boom!

The confrontation between fists and fists is an equal wrestling match.

"If you only have this ability, you won't be able to try anything."

The first one to speak out was Elold. The God of Blood Sacrifice has never been a good-tempered guy, although he prefers to put things he doesn't like on the altar and have his believers sacrifice them through torture.

But Elold also knew very well that it was impossible to use this method on Mo Cheng for the time being.

Before he could tie Mo Cheng to the altar, he didn't mind provoking his opponent's mentality with spicy words.

As the god of faith of the barbarians, Elode's fighting ability is definitely not that bad. He received Mo Cheng's punch that could break mountains and rocks. He saw Elode's whole body turning violently with his right fist as the center. , the left elbow used the power of rotation to hit Mo Cheng's jaw from bottom to top.

Mo Cheng swung his fist with his left hand and blocked it in front of Elode's fierce elbow. At the same time, he kicked towards Elode's crotch without making any sound.

If this kick is successful, then Elold's body of a saint, which is obviously male, will have to consider changing the gender.

But this kick also did not achieve the expected effect. It can become the god of faith of the barbarians who believe in strength. Elold himself has enough outstanding fighting skills.

The knees of both feet were suddenly bent and clamped in the middle, catching the vicious blow before Mo Cheng's toes hit something they shouldn't have hit.

"Dragon." Elold's face was very ugly. As long as he was still a male, no one would have a good-looking face when faced with the proof of almost losing his maleness. "You don't have a trace of the pride of the ancient overlord."

"The last person who wanted to talk to me about the pride of the dragon was mostly ripped off by me because he had no wisdom."

Taisai has said more than once that the reason why he can talk so well with Mo Cheng, a little dragon cub, is probably because no one has any lower limit.

One is the alchemist madman Life Dragon King, who is quite famous even among the gods, and is even a Class A war criminal.

As for the other one, when Taisai saw Mo Cheng almost tearing off Maxena [Hui Gen], he knew that this little dragon cub was a perfect match in a sense.

As he spoke, Mo Cheng's thigh muscles contracted and relaxed suddenly. Under the premise that there was almost no room for exerting force after being restrained, he suddenly launched a second attack. The force of the explosion shook the knee that was restraining his foot away, and he moved towards it again. The original target was kicked.

"I don't have the pride of the giant dragon, but I do have a little bit of the spirit of the Dragon and Tiger Clan."

Elold stared at the toes that were getting closer and closer, his eyes widened, and he desperately controlled his knees on both sides to slam towards the middle with faster speed and greater force.

Gra!

Before Mo Cheng hit the kick, Elode once again restrained the vicious blow, but it was not without cost for both sides.

Elold's knee suffered a violent impact and his kneecap was shattered. And Mo Cheng's feet were twisted at an angle that ordinary people couldn't reach.

In the first round of the fight, Elold's two kneecaps were shattered and Mo Cheng was lame in one foot. Neither side gained any advantage.

With the help of the impact force of the fight, Mo Cheng retreated backwards. While retreating, a deep sea aura swept through his body. At this moment, the crippled legs returned to their original state in an instant.

At the same moment, Elold's body also flashed with blood, and appeared in front of him without a trace of injury.

"Dragon, your race will be ashamed of you."

It seemed that he wanted to use the so-called racial pride to attack Mo Cheng, but it was obvious that Elold made a wrong decision, because Mo Cheng himself had no so-called dragon pride at all.

"Don't mention the dragon's pride to me, I read poetry."

The reading is [Princes, generals and ministers should be very kind].

What I heard was "The sky is dead, the yellow sky will stand".

What I read was "Wuxiang Liaodong's Death Song".

It says [Seven Kills Monument].

…

Reading poetry?

what is that?

Before Elold could understand what Mo Cheng said, Mo Cheng's figure suddenly disappeared at this moment.

Where?

Elold immediately prepared to fight, but in his perception, Mo Cheng seemed to have disappeared.

Above, no.

Front, no.

Behind, no.

Underfoot, no.

Mo Cheng seemed to have disappeared, but Elold felt a strong sense of crisis. At this moment...

"Are you looking for me?"

Mo Cheng appeared. He appeared on the left and right sides of Elode, one holding a knife and the other holding a sword.

Doppelgänger?

Before Elold could tell which one was the real body, the swords that struck the body told him an absolutely bad answer. Both were the real body.

The moment [Blade of the Abyss] struck Elold, it activated the [Strong Attack] active skill, causing Elold to fall into dizziness.

What followed was the [Tear Soul] of [Blood Thorn], allowing Elold, who was already suffering from the pain of splitting his godhead, to taste the pain of soul tearing again.

The sword attack caused Elold to fall into an imperceptible stiffness. It was this moment of stiffness that allowed Mo Cheng to seize the opportunity.

Mo Cheng, holding the Blade of the Abyss, slashed left and right, intertwining like a thousand knives coming out, the number and force were endless. After one slash there was another, and after ten there were ten more. The power of the sword penetrated into Ailuo like mercury pouring out. Inside De's body, the blood-sacrifice saint endured the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

A thousand cuts are endless!

Another Mo Cheng held a blood thorn, and countless sword energy surged out from the sword body, surrounding it like a whirlwind, breaking the seal and cracking the stone. Ten thousand sword energy seemed to be able to sense all of Elode's flaws, and swarmed out preemptively. The sword energy would Elrod's body entangled and surrounded him, slicing off the flesh from his body one by one.

Ten Thousand Swords Return to Yuan!

The sword attack continuously dispersed the power that Errod had gathered, leaving no chance for the opponent to resist. Between the swords and shadows, there was occasionally mixed with the power of time, leaving countless traces on Errod's body. Endless wounds.

It can no longer be said that this is a wound on the body, but it should be that there is a person growing between the wounds.

"Get away!!!"

With a roar full of anger, a substantial bloody light erupted from Elode's body, forcibly knocking the two Mo Chengs away. Not to mention, the [Tear] that was originally applied to Elode was about to settle the damage. Soul Splitting] was also dispelled.

Elold's outburst just now was completely using the little divine power in the saint's body to resist.

The two Mo Chengs who were knocked back merged into one as they flew back. The sword inserted into the ground to stop their own flying back. Mo Cheng wiped away the blood left at the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, the burst of divine power actually has the same effect as the Black King's Staff. It's troublesome."

Elold's eyes were red, and his furious face was beyond words, "Dragon, you will bear all the punishments in the world in my altar of the Kingdom of God, and howl for ten thousand years!"

Facing the threat, Mo Cheng remained unmoved and pointed his sword at Elold:

"Stop talking nonsense, I bet you don't have enough magical power to use it anymore."

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