Chapter 613 What’s Wrong with Him?

The moment he sensed the danger, Moko, who had dozens of thin heads but still seemed to have a somewhat insufficient IQ, didn't even think about it. He flexibly controlled his mountain-like body and blasted out towards the back.

The fierce punch has covered the upper, lower, left and right sides. At this time, the only way to resolve it is to retreat.

Obviously.

Although Moko's shape is weird, even strange, it is definitely not a flower in a greenhouse. He has definitely experienced a lot of actual combat, otherwise, his reaction would definitely not be so fast.

But its speed is still too slow!

Although he had already reacted and reacted quickly, his speed was still slightly slower than that of the ten-time champion who had already rushed forward.

In the process of retreating, several heads that had no time to dodge, were deformed and weird, as if they had been cursed, were grabbed mercilessly by a big hand wrapped in thunderous roars, and then crushed to pieces.

"Pfft..."

In an instant, splashes of black blood and flesh fragments covered the Ten Crown King's body, dyeing his white robe that was three points brighter than falling snow black.

The young man was unmoved. He put his slender fingers under his robe, stared at Mo Ke, and then walked over step by step.

The opponent was much stronger than the fierce soldier veteran. He could barely be considered a genius, but he was still too weak.

Defeating such an opponent will not change his mood at all, because there is really no challenge!

Only that kind of battle, where the two are evenly matched, where the blood is boiling, can make him feel the long-lost passion, and only that kind of battle can be regarded as a true battle.

He had just made it very clear that he would send out the real geniuses.

Is it possible that Tangtang Foreign Land has declined to such an extent that it can't even find a rising star who can do anything? !

But even if it has declined to this extent, it is still so overwhelming that it can't breathe.

In the ring, the ten-time champion has steady and powerful steps.

"ah……"

At this time, a sharp neighing sound suddenly came.

It tore apart the sky and echoed in the air, which was particularly harsh.

Moko looked ferocious and rolled tens of thousands of meters away on the bluestone before finally stopping.

At this moment, black blood was pouring out from the gaps in the heads that had been blasted by the hammer. The intense, bone-crushing pain was like a tidal wave, causing it to scream in agony, heart-piercingly.

Along with the wailing, the other party's old bark-like, wrinkled, and extremely hard skin was trembling uncontrollably.

The vertical pupils on the remaining heads are no longer as greedy and vicious as if they had discovered a delicacy in the world...

Instead, there was panic and astonishment that was so intense that it almost condensed into substance.

It's afraid.

Fear from the bottom of my heart.

Because the other party is too strong.

Just as scary as those arrogant freaks.

Just one punch had already brought Moko back to his senses——

He is definitely no match for this human being.

You must know that its head has been tempered for thousands of years, and it has been cultivated for countless thousands of years. It is as strong as fairy gold and comparable to a flesh and blood weapon. It is quite terrifying in both attack and defense. It can stretch and retract freely, even in the rolling molten metal. It wouldn't hurt him at all, but he was picked up by the opponent and exploded with a casual punch.

Such exaggerated force is no more difficult than crushing a piece of tofu.

If the fight really continues, if nothing happens, I will most likely be killed here and become a part of the bloodstains on the ring.

Moko was frightened in his heart, and in the face of life and death, he had already begun to think about retreating.

It still has a lot of youth, but it has already reached immortality in hundreds of thousands of years. As long as it continues to practice step by step, even if it cannot compete with those ultimate geniuses, it will definitely have its own place and become a king and ancestor, only in the future.

But as soon as this idea came up, a loud voice suddenly sounded in my mind, like a bell, deafening and enlightening.

Just after hearing the content clearly, the remaining head of Moko suddenly turned extremely white, with no blood at all, and the steps that were originally about to retreat suddenly stopped——

"Take a step back and you will die without mercy!"

That loud voice washed away the sea of ​​consciousness in Moko, and it was the voice of my ancestor.

The ancestors are also paying attention to the situation here.

Moko's head turned white and blue for a while, feeling annoyed and desperate.

You must know this, even if this guy's head was kicked by a donkey, he would never take the initiative to lead the battle. He also didn't think about it. Since that madman dared to send this human over, he must have recognized the strength of this human youth. Where did he get the face? He has the ability to actually think about Tan Mo's first achievement!

But the matter has come to this, even if it feels that it is likely to lose to this intruder who has taken the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's courage, it can only bite the bullet.

Feeling the subtle changes in the emotions of the foreign creature in front of him, the Ten-Crown King frowned slightly, and then immediately relaxed it, returning to indifference. At the same time, he was unyielding, no longer strolling around, and instead pounced again. Go up.

No matter what the other party was thinking about just now, or what conspiracy he wanted to play, in front of him, it was just a death struggle.

The outcome of this battle was already determined from the moment the opponent stepped into the ring.

His words about "you don't deserve it" were not sarcastic, they were just telling the truth.

But the other party didn't believe it, so he decided to use blood to prove the correctness of the truth.

Truth is truth.

B!

The Ten-Crown King sneered violently and stepped hard with his feet. The huge force caused the arena to shake and make a dull roar.

The next moment, his body rushed out like an arrow from a bow, bringing with it a gust of wind, blowing the surrounding dust, and rushing towards Mo Ke like a hungry tiger.

All this seemed to take a long time.

But in fact, it happened in a flash.

Looking at the "ant" that was less than one ten-thousandth of his size rushing towards him.

Mo Ke's sharp claws subconsciously clenched into fists, his muscles tensed, his veins bulged, exuding a strong murderous aura, roaring continuously, trying to cheer himself up in this cheap way.

But the legs and feet that trembled from time to time, like a sieve, betrayed the truest thoughts of this foreign genius in the first place.

It was really scared.

Even the flesh that was originally proud of now made it inexplicably feel like acting as a live target.

The ten-time champion looked indifferent, staring at Mo Ke, locking the other party in his sight.

As his body sprinted, the air around him seemed to be torn apart by him, making a sharp whistling sound.

The momentum was like a rainbow, and no one could stop it.

At this moment, he seemed to have become the master of the battlefield, and no one dared to face his edge.

"Boom!"

"Boom..."

Like a big and a small star, two stars collided fiercely, accompanied by the surging mist, and the two figures that seemed completely incomparable collided with each other.

"Boom!"

For a moment, it was as if being hammered hard by an invisible hammer.

With Moko and the Ten Crown King as the center, the surging aftermath spread rapidly to the surroundings like ripples in the water visible to the naked eye.

In an instant.

The dazzling light generated by the impact enveloped a corner of the ring, sweeping around, and there were thunders everywhere, and the azure haze wandered in all directions.

The next moment.

With a wailing scream that was enough to tear the void, a huge figure broke through the light mist mixed with flashing thunder, and flew out from it like a broken sandbag.

A bloody rain fell from the sky.

Most of Moko's body, which was as huge as a mountain, was blown off by the huge force, leaving only half of the body.

The black blood mixed with internal organs continued to fall from the cracks of the body like rain and dew, looking extremely miserable.

As for the densely packed strange narrow heads, only the remaining one was still floating.

Weak and pale.

But it was not completely dead yet, and there was still a trace of life.

Under the cover of the death breath that was as real as substance, Moko's face was completely replaced by panic and palpitations.

Now, it no longer cared about the warning of the ancestor, and struggled to hold up the remaining body and crawled out of the ring, eager to escape from this beast cage.

The ancestor might not kill it.

But this little madman in front of him would definitely kill it.

There was an extremely strange force entangled in the torn flesh and blood, drilling into the heart and bones, and destroying all the vitality of the body to recover.

However, even at his peak, Mo Ke's speed was not as fast as that of the Ten-Crown King, not to mention that he was just a broken body.

The Ten-Crown King caught up with him with just a light step, and then grabbed Mo Ke's last head.

In the opponent's fear, anger, and resentment, he exerted a little force, and the powerful force of the True Dragon Claw easily crushed him.

However, at this time, when the Ten-Crown King was about to crush the Yuanshen of this foreign genius in the same way, Mo Ke's originally completely silent body suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

"It was agreed that everyone would take a turn, and now you can't die!"

Liu Village, on the back mountain full of vitality.

Jiang Huai's eyes sparkled, shining through countless dimensional spaces and shining on the foreign land.

That change.

Naturally, it was his handiwork.

Although Mo Ke was not too strong, he could be regarded as a genius after all. At least he had to let all the young generation in the village who could show off their skills take turns to abuse him before talking about other things.

Only abuse once, the experience points gained were too little.

And even rabbits bite when they are anxious.

If all the fighting forces in the foreign land are killed, the immortal kings will definitely go crazy.

This is nothing, just slap them, but it will not be so easy to brush experience points afterwards.

…

In the ring, a huge unknown voice echoed, desolate, vast, and eternal.

Looking at the sudden disappearance of Mo Ke, the Ten Crown King seemed to have sensed something. His originally drooping and surprised eyes turned into a half-smile, and he said loudly: "Next!"

"…"

At this moment, there was already a lot of noise outside the ring.

Because I don't know when, the fighting ring, which was originally shrouded by the chaotic air, was completely revealed.

It was suspended above the huge foreign land, with no boundaries, like a mysterious temple, exuding an eternal breath. The sacred and solemn breath made people feel awe.

At the same time, the battle between the Ten Crown King and Mo Ke was projected onto the sky of the foreign land.

The battle scene between the two was reflected in the sky of the alien world, with a 360-degree view, and was seen by all the alien creatures.

Especially the younger generation of the alien world.

All eyes were focused on the ring in front of them.

Some looked dazed, as if they were stunned by this sudden change;

Others rubbed their eyes in disbelief, trying to confirm whether all this was real;

Some of them were full of fighting spirit, with an evil smile on their lips, and their eyes flashed with greed, as if they regarded the Ten-time Champion as a rare prey.

That was the real top prodigy of the foreign land, not inferior to the leader He Wushuang of the year.

Talents emerge in every generation.

The foreign land is naturally more prosperous.

"It's amazing, it seems that the opponent is not an ordinary person. Mo Ke, that waste, couldn't even withstand three rounds under the opponent's hands. Waste is really waste!"

Some foreign prodigies snorted coldly, and their eyes were still unruly, not taking the Ten-time Champion seriously, but the vigilance in the depths of their eyes was obviously not as casual as their expressions.

At this moment.

In a corner outside the ring.

A dark and extremely deep light flashed by.

The next moment.

Mo Ke, who was beaten to pieces, actually appeared directly outside the field, fell from a high altitude, fell to the ground, and quickly climbed up again.

There was no visible damage on his body, but the shock, fear, and stunned expression on his face all showed that what happened in the ring just now was not fake.

"This..."

A group of immortal kings stared at each other with wide eyes, stunned in their hearts, but then, they were covered with deep helplessness.

They didn't know how many tens of thousands of years they had lived, and they had seen all kinds of frauds, but they didn't think that madman would be so kind.

If the other party was really so kind, he would never abuse them again and again to vent his anger.

There is only one explanation for this.

That is, the other party has far more disciples than the Ten Crown Kings, there are others, so Mo Ke cannot die, just like they did in the past, and need to be completely abused over and over again.

The only difference is that they are always facing that madman alone.

And this group of geniuses in his domain have to face an unknown number of disciples under that madman.

It's really damn abominable!

First, he asked his disciples to come and provoke, and then, starting with the ring, he showed the scene of his own Tianjiao being beaten up in real time to all the creatures in the foreign domain, in order to achieve some ulterior purpose, or to completely defeat and destroy the confidence of the foreign races...

This is an open conspiracy, a naked open conspiracy.

What is wrong with that madman, why did he do this, how low-level bad taste can he do such a thing.

The immortal king of the foreign domain was extremely depressed, and he felt like he wanted to curse but didn't know how to curse.

After all, most of the so-called Tianjiao in the domain came from their clan. It was not just one person, but the entire clan that was suppressed and couldn't raise their heads.

Not to mention the constipated expressions of a group of immortal kings at this moment, the Tianjiao of the foreign domain was happy and relaxed a lot.

Even if they lost, they could "revive", without any worries, they could fight boldly.

For a while.

Some foreign geniuses who had been hesitant before suddenly rushed into the ring.

But soon.

The dark and gloomy scene before flashed away.

These foreign geniuses who lined up to enter fell from the sky like dumplings, and their broken bodies returned to their original state in an instant.