Chapter 171 Black Flame

"Brother Mo Ming, his defense was broken!" The Mo Jiao people were stunned.

"How, how is it possible? We are the Mo Jiao Saint Clan! But that guy is just a human!" Someone shouted in horror.

"Could it be... Could it be that Brother Mo Ming is not of royal blood...?"

With a snap, the person who said this was slapped hard from the back of his head by the person next to him: "How is it possible! He is not of royal blood, is he? Be careful when you speak!"

The person who just spoke was silent, knowing that he had said the wrong thing.

But even so, the Mo Jiao people still couldn't believe it. The demon race is strong in physique, not to mention that they are the Mo Jiao clan with powerful blood.

What's more, they have a trace of true dragon blood.

Looking at the stunned and stupid expressions of the crowd, Xuan'er's little face was slightly raised, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Mo Ming certainly knew that his scales were broken by Ning Wuxie's fists, and when he heard the surprised voice of the people behind him, he felt ashamed and even more angry.

"Rat! Come out!"

He straightened his upper body and roared to the surroundings. At the same time, he also discovered the strange fluctuations in the space.

He subconsciously rushed there, but Ning Wuxie moved too fast, and he pounced in vain again.

But at this time, Ning Wuxie's chaotic walking also reached its limit. His figure gradually emerged from the chaos, like peeling off transparent oil paint, and appeared in front of everyone little by little.

"He's there! It's really him!" Everyone exclaimed.

"What kind of magic is this? I don't understand how he escaped from the sweep!"

The limit of the chaotic shadowless movement is that the body is completely hidden in the chaos and becomes invisible. This invisible is truly invisible and will not collide with any real objects.

It is equivalent to decomposing and melting the flesh into the air, but still moving freely.

This is the effect that only Ning Wuxie, as a chaotic defeated body, can achieve by being in harmony with the chaotic true energy.

In this way, he avoided the iron tail swept by Mo Ming. Ning Wuxie walked directly towards the iron tail without any injury.

Of course, such moves cannot be used frequently. After all, even if it is a Chaos Defeated Body, it is still a solid physical body and cannot withstand long-term hiding in the chaos.

"Xiao Chong, you are very good at hiding!" Mo Ming roared, his upper body stood up straight, and he felt very oppressive.

He was dodged twice and injured by Ning Wuxie, which made him feel that his face was greatly damaged, especially in front of his comrades.

As a member of the royal bloodline of the Mo Jiao clan, he has a blood relationship with His Majesty Mo Xiang. Even among the Saint Clan Guards, he is highly respected.

He also believes that as he grows up, the royal bloodline will make him stronger than other Mo Jiaos, and eventually become the sergeant of the Saint Clan Guards, or even the captain.

Originally, when he heard the third princess ask him to defeat this human race that came out of nowhere, he was sure of victory. In his cognition, Confucian disciples have always been weak and talkative.

But now, the situation seems to be slightly beyond his control.

"I wanted to play with you, but you don't seem to cherish this opportunity very much!"

"Since you are so anxious to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

Mo Ming roared, and his body suddenly rushed up from the spot and flew into the air. The four-clawed black dragon coiled up, overlooking the ground, with the sun on its back, like a god.

"Falling Flame!"

Mo Ming opened his bloody mouth and looked up to the sky, as if he wanted to swallow the sun.

A black mist emerged from his mouth, surging and churning. But it didn't seem like mist, but a solid thing, like a liquid, which kept brewing and increasing in Mo Ming's mouth.

Ning Wuxie retreated cautiously, and Wu Tian Hua Ri Gong was running, pinching two stars in advance and hiding them in his hands.

"This kid really pissed off Brother Mo Ming, and he actually used Falling Flame!"

"He's really dead now, I can't think of how Brother Mo Ming will lose!" Everyone shouted.

Chi Lian and Xuan'er watched Mo Ming's brewing moves on the field nervously, and Mo Xin also clenched his fists, silently cheering for Ning Wuxie in his heart.

Lu Qiong, who had been sitting in his luxurious sedan without saying a word, finally had a strange look on his face.

He stared at the black flame brewing in Mo Ming's mouth, as if a poor man stared at a gold ingot or a patient stared at a medicinal soup.

In his eyes, there was a trace of obsession and shock, as well as other complex expressions.

Ning Wuxie also saw clearly at this time that what was rolling in Mo Ming's mouth was clearly a black flame.

In his previous life, he had also heard of the reputation of the black flame. This was the racial magical power of the Mo Jiao clan. Before they obtained the true dragon bloodline, the Mo Jiao clan dominated the northeast of Lingwu Continent with this move.

Black flame is an extremely fierce and heavy fire. It is said to be fierce because its temperature is extremely high, better than lava, and it is extremely difficult to extinguish.

It is said to be heavy because once it is contaminated with an object, it can no longer be shaken off. It will fall straight into it like a drill bit, and will not stop until it burns through the target.

Therefore, Ning Wuxie immediately paid 120% attention and stared at the black flame in Mo Ming's mouth.

Boom!

The next second, Mo Ming's mouth erupted like a volcano, and the black flames splashed like flowers scattered by a fairy, facing the sun and spreading in all directions.

The dark gray mist wrapped with the real black flames made it difficult to distinguish. Groups of gray and black things poured over Ning Wuxie's head.

Ning Wuxie was naturally not stupid enough to try whether this black flame was as powerful as the legend said.

The black flame was heavy, and he was worried that the ordinary star attraction and repulsion would not work.

So, he prepared a lot of stars.

Ning Wuxie opened his hands, and dozens of stars flew out from his upper body in an instant.

Each star was dark inside, with only a circle of white light on the outside. They looked the same from any angle, as if they were always suspended on the surface of the world.

The stars did not fly up in the air in a disorderly manner, but formed a constellation.

In an instant, an invisible repulsive force formed above Ning Wuxie's head, like a transparent barrier.

The rolling black flames fell, and when they reached the constellation above Ning Wuxie's head, they seemed to be trapped in stagnant time and space, and their speed suddenly decreased, and finally stopped and suspended in the air.

They should have fallen due to gravity, but they were repelled in the air by Ning Wuxie's star repulsion.

Mo Ming's originally fierce and happy eyes were completely stunned after seeing this scene.

What's going on!

Why didn't Luo Yan fall down? !

The Mo Jiao people who were watching the battle also burst into astonishment. Mo Xin and Lu Qiong widened their eyes, and Chi Lian couldn't help but cover his mouth.

Only Xuan'er's smile became more proud, with her hands on her waist.

Ning Wuxie controlled the stars that formed the constellation and tilted them slightly. The black flames hanging on them slowly slid to the lower side, like water on a table, and fell on the ground beside Ning Wuxie, instantly burning the land into liquid.

Although the black flames were heavy, they had to be attached to an object before they could drill into it. Ning Wuxie directly fixed the black flames in the air and dumped them aside like dumping garbage.

Mo Ming's eyes were filled with shock. Seeing Ning Wuxie get rid of the black flames, he hurriedly resumed his fighting state.

"Okay, okay, you want to play like this, right?" He gritted his teeth and said.

"It seems that I really underestimated you."

"Next, I will use all my strength, and I hope you can hold on a little longer!"

Ning Wuxie frowned when he heard this, and snorted coldly: "It's been a long time, and you haven't used all your strength yet."

"Do you have all your strength? Do you have to make up for yourself when you say your last words before you die?"

He couldn't bear it anymore and started to complain.

Mo Ming's entire dragon was stunned, and his face was stinging with shame. He just said that to save his reputation in front of everyone.

"Ning Wuxie! Your arrogance today is over!"

He looked up to the sky and howled, circling in the air for a while, like drawing a bow to accumulate power, and then suddenly swooped down from the air and shot towards Ning Wuxie!

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