Chapter 216

The moment the spear was pierced, blood-red demonic energy spurted out, attacking Haoran Zhengqi like a sea of ​​blood.

Shen Wuming couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene. This was obviously beyond his expectation.

I didn't expect that my second uncle, even if he had a Sima face, would be so weird in his actions.

And the routine in it made Shen Wuming a little confused. It didn't seem to be the method of various schools of thought?

"Boom!"

Just as he was thinking, the Great Seal of Haoran in the void was instantly penetrated, turning into a ball of Haoran's righteousness and dissipating.

"It's interesting."

Shen Wuming's eyes were deep and no longer as casual as before, but became serious.

Pure white righteousness and black Mohist magic burst out from his body, and the two are constantly intertwined.

Two domineering forces rose into the sky, and at the same time, the candle dragon armor was already wrapped around him.

This suit of armor had already been refined by him, but he had never put it to use.

It was just the right moment, and at the same time, a shovel appeared in his hand.

With the two domineering forces erupting at the same time, Shen Wuming's body was like lightning, and he instantly attacked Su Letian.

He raised the shovel in his hand high and smashed it mercilessly towards his second uncle.

"Fancy!"

Su Letian commented in four words. At the same time, he still held a spear in his hand and greeted him bravely.

The spear in his hand didn't seem to have much change in magical power.

It was just a simple stab, but with just such a stab, there was an unrivaled demonic energy.

Shovels and spears collided, and the power erupted from both sides instantly swept the entire martial arts arena.

The stone piers and wooden frames placed around them exploded into pieces. At the critical moment, Su Yuanzhi on the side took action.

He clapped his hands together, and lines of faintly flashing brilliance appeared on the ground.

Protect the entire courtyard.

But just a moment later, the aftermath of the collision between the two forces exploded like a volcano erupting.

Even the formations arranged in the martial arts arena exploded because they could not withstand this powerful force.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The two of them attacked quickly, and in the blink of an eye they had fought for dozens of rounds.

Su Letian lost his calmness just now, but showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

And his hands holding the gun were trembling slightly at this time.

This kid is stronger than he thought.

Although the two sides fought without a winner, there was no doubt that Shen Wuming did not consume much.

Now Shen Wuming has not been defeated by dozens of moves. If he continues to delay, I am afraid he will still lose.

As an uncle, I am afraid that I will lose all face!

But before he could think of a countermeasure, Shen Wuming was already a little impatient, and after one blow, he pulled away.

Before Su Letian could see clearly what his intention was, he saw Shen Wuming put away the shovel in his hand.

Then an iron ruler appeared in his hand. The iron ruler was not one piece, but covered with various precise lines.

It's like a combination of countless tiny precision parts.

As Shen Wuming poured the Mohist mana into it, the iron ruler instantly began to split and recombine.

This process is full of mechanized charm, but at the same time it is extremely fast, turning into a giant hammer in the blink of an eye.

The handle of the hammer was as thick as the mouth of a wine glass and several feet long. Shen Wuming held it firmly in his hand.

The hammer head is the size of a house, with clusters of black and red fireworks lingering on it.

It is like a red lotus karmic fire that burns the sky and destroys the earth, with a majestic momentum!

Suppressing the cries of ghosts and wolves around Su Letian.

"The Mohist Sacred Artifact Thousand Machine Changes?"

Su Yuanzhi on the side couldn't help but his pupils shrank into pinpricks, "When did you get the Thousand Chance Transformation?"

Shen Wuming's eyes were still staring at Su Letian in front of him, his voice was light and there was a hint of teasing.

"Your Majesty gave it to you some time ago."

When he finished speaking, the Qianjibian in his hand was raised high and slammed down towards Su Letian in front of him.

"Gudong!"

Su Letian swallowed, and the indifferent expression on his face finally changed slightly.

It even had a hint of horror!

This is the sacred weapon of the Mo family. Once, a monk in the seventh realm used it to kill a strong man in the eighth realm in adversity!

One can imagine how terrifying it is.

Even if Shen Wuming is only in the sixth realm now, he cannot fully exert the power of Qian Ji Transformation.

But even if it's 2 out of 10, that's terrifying.

"It seems it's time to seriously play with you. You kid, it's not easy to push me to this point."

When Su Letian sighed, the aura on his body exploded again, and a black energy lingered in the bloody magic light.

"Seven realms?"

Shen Wuming had some doubts in his eyes. What Su Letian practiced was not the method of various schools of thought.

So he can't see the realm.

I can only barely estimate based on this breath, and it seems to have exceeded the limit of the sixth realm.

"If we follow the practice systems of various schools of thought, I'm probably in the middle of the seventh realm."

Su Letian's golden body was already broken, so he did not act coldly at this moment, but introduced with a smile.

But after all, the movements of his hands were not slow, and countless black and red demonic energy surged like a tide.

The spear in his hand shook, and he headed towards Qianjibian with endless blood evil energy.

Qian Jibian collided with the spear in his hand, and in an instant, the roar was almost deafening.

Even the martial arts arena that had been shattered long ago was like an earth dragon turning over, with countless pieces of dirt rolling around.

The two figures kept colliding in it, the blood evil of the devil rushed into the sky, and the magic power of the Mo family changed in a thousand ways.

When Shen Wuming attacked again, Su Letian roared, and his whole body was covered with blood lines.

Behind him, there were countless Dharma images evolved from the blood evil energy, which actually gave birth to four arms and two heads.

With his original one head and two arms, he now had three heads and six arms.

"Fuck, Nezha?"

Shen Wuming was shocked and felt that something was wrong. He quickly retreated to the back.

But it was too late.

Su Letian held the spear with both arms, and the devil energy burst out violently, tightly entangling him.

And the four arms behind him, one of them shook lightly, and a huge bow appeared in his hand!

And the other three hands were placed on it, and the surging devil energy condensed into three arrows burning with black flames.

At the moment the arrows took shape, Shen Wuming felt that he was locked tightly.

Even if he retreated a thousand miles away now, these three arrows would definitely be able to penetrate him.

Not to mention that the long spear was flying at this time, tightly confining him to this small space.

There was no way to escape!

"Mandala's Arrow of Destruction!"

Su Letian slowly uttered seven words, and used all his strength in three arms to pull the bowstring like a full moon.

The power contained in it was even more of a annihilation that would turn the mountains and rivers into scorched earth.

Like the god of death!

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

[The car you designed was purchased by more than 100,000 people, and more than a million people were interested in it]

[The Mohist school focuses on benefiting the people and improving travel methods. You have deeply implemented the Mohist school's purpose]

[Your "Mo Sutra" has broken through to the seventh level, and your cultivation has broken through the seventh realm]