Chapter 637: Wu Jian

There is no so-called beauty of muscle strength. There is only a poor porcelain in front of him that is about to burst.

The sheer amount of Yang Yan River's accumulation has completely exceeded the tolerance of Bai Mo's projection, and he will explode at any time.

"boom!"

Bai Mo's right hand exploded first, turning into a flower of flesh and blood, with spiritual energy spilling out from the damaged position.

"Bang bang bang!"

Immediately afterwards, his right foot, left hand, and left foot also exploded one after another.

"boom!"

In the end, his whole body exploded, and where the white ink had been, there was only an outline of flesh and blood that could barely be seen as a human being.

…

However, neither Edward Teach nor the gigantic giant Yinghuo, who was hundreds of meters tall, relaxed due to the destruction of the white ink projection.

The momentum that oppressed them did not diminish at all, but actually increased after the explosion.

The next moment, Bai Mo's body seemed to go back in time. His exploded head was reassembled, and his limbs and torso were also restored.

"boom!"

But five seconds later, his head exploded again.

"..."

"Don't pay too much attention to these." After recovering from the minced meat state again, Bai Mo said to the two of them lightly.

His body was constantly repeating the cycle of being stretched, recovering, being stretched, and recovering again.

The black mist above the head is constantly swallowing the power provided by the Yangyan River.

As for the power from the earth's body in the far distance, it became the guarantee for his rebirth again and again. Bai Mo just didn't project enough power, so he could hold up to the middle of the sixth level, but the essence of the ghost immortal allowed him to always replenish his power to the upper limit almost instantly.

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"Can we start?" Yinghuo, who had grown into a giant, asked.

Although it seems that the size of Bai Mo's strange projection is only one percent of its own size, it does not dare to take it lightly at all.

Because this projection, which was crazily charged by the Yangyan River, not only had power fluctuations that were not inferior to his own, but also gradually showed signs of overpowering him as it was shattered and reborn again and again.

"My power projection limit on Mars is only level 66, so I can only rely on some external forces."

Level 66 corresponds to 6-6 in the federal power classification system. However, since it is not easy to read literally six bars and six, many people, including Bai Mo, are accustomed to calling level 66 directly.

"Level sixty-six is ​​indeed not enough."

"So, do you want to experience the feeling of level 69.99?" Bai Mo said jokingly.

He was still responsible for the foundation of the federal rating system back then. The upper limit of the sixth level in the design was only 6-9, which is level 69.

"What a coincidence, I'm also level 69.99." Tiqi took up his position.

Originally, Yinghuo was the only one who spent a lot of money to buy Bai Mo to challenge, but now he also took advantage of it.

…

Black flames full of despair burst out from Teach's body, and soon enveloped his whole body like armor, not even sparing his eyes.

At this stage, even if he doesn't use his eyes, he still has a large number of excellent detection techniques, which are enough to replace the visual observation function of the eyes.

This special clone of Teach transformed into a giant black beast that was more than ten meters tall and dozens of meters long.

The behemoth's heart was beating loudly. If there were beings below level three without life field protection around, the resonance of the internal organs alone would be enough to cause them all to bleed to death internally.

Yinghuo transformed into a giant, and Tiqi transformed into a giant beast. The roles happened to be reversed.

…

"One sword." Bai Mo said, "I only use one sword."

"You want to kill us with one knife?"

Yinghuo was aroused by Bai Mo's contempt. He picked up a fist as big as a house and prepared to show the other party some color.

It admitted that the alien lord's true form was far more powerful than itself, but what stood in front of it now was just a projection that was as powerful as itself.

What's more, there is an equally bottomless Tiqi next to him, so it is absolutely impossible to kill two people with one blow.

"Do you use a knife?" Compared to Yinghuo, who interpreted Bai Mo's words as provocation, Tiqi, who was more familiar with him, asked such a question.

"I don't need it, but it would be nice if I changed my hand to one." Bai Mo used his free left hand to draw towards the sky from the position of his chest.

This time, what was reborn from the explosion was no longer a human arm, but a giant ship-cutting knife lingering in the glow of fiery spiritual energy.

The nearly ten-meter long knife seemed a bit awkward when it was connected to Bai Mo, who was only a little over two meters old.

…

"Wanxiang, is this the power of the seventh level?" Tiqi discovered from Bai Mo's unreserved demonstration that the long knife was completely rearranged from the molecular structure of matter.

Through large-scale modifications at the micro level, incredible changes from arms to ship-cutting swords are achieved.

Bai Mo did not choose to answer Tiqi's question with words, but silently used a knife.

quick!

They barely noticed a flash of white light and subconsciously defended themselves.

Unfortunately, the defense was in vain. One of Tiqi's legs and one of Yinghuo's arms flew out directly.

"Tear!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sound of slashing didn't erupt together until their severed limbs hit the ground heavily.

The knife in Bai Mo's hand was too fast, and the sonic boom couldn't catch up with his cutting speed.

"This is the weakness of my sword skills."

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"I can understand the speed, but why can you completely ignore the hardness of my body?"

Not only was Tiqi, who had his leg chopped off, not angry or scared, but he was full of curiosity about what had happened to him.

For these monsters who stand at the top of the sixth level and have countless life-saving secrets, it is really nothing to have a leg cut off, and they can recover easily.

He picked up the leg that had fallen to the ground, blew the ashes stuck to the incision with the Fire of Despair, and then put it back in place as if nothing had happened.

Yinghuo on the other side was also lost in thought. He was using his unique ability to scan the unusually smooth cut surface on his shoulder, trying to find out the principle of Bai Mo's sword.

Both of them temporarily ignored the moon in the sky that was still rushing towards Mars.

…

“Power acts on both the macro and micro levels.

Erasing a city, destroying a [.] star, these are all macroscopic and quantitative manifestations.

But at the same time, power also has microscopic, or precise, qualitative manifestations.

When a city is razed to the ground and what remains is a ruin filled with debris and rubble, or a plain where only sand, stone and steel powder remains, there are two levels of power and accuracy.

If the sixth-order accuracy is at the cellular level, then the seventh-order accuracy is at the molecular and atomic level.

Even at low precision, it is a tight, seamless, extremely solid special substance, such as your body.

Once zoomed in to the high precision of the atomic level, the atomic knife formed by my hand can still easily detect the huge gaps between the molecules.

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