Doupo: Start With Saving Yun Yun

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Mo Li to be able to differentiate into a thousand long swords even after he has cultivated a middle-level fighting skill like Three Thousand Swords Rain to a great success."

"I heard that after three months of training, senior brother Mo Li has only differentiated into more than five hundred handles. It has only been three months and he can be divided into a thousand handles. Senior brother Mo Li's talent is really terrifying!"

"That kid Chen Mo probably angered senior brother Mo Li just now, so senior brother just used his hole card."

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"Ding, three thousand sword rains, the middle-level fighting skill of the Xuan level, can be used to steal 1,000 luck points in depth, and 800 luck points for fighting skills."

Chen Mo looked at the sword array that almost blocked the sunlight, his complexion changed slightly.

There is almost nowhere to hide from this indiscriminate attack.

"mmp, when this big competition is over, I have to successfully cultivate the Thousand Thunder Jue no matter what I say."

Chen Mo, who didn't practice fighting skills, could only fight in close combat. When encountering an archmage like Mo Li with a sword, he could only resist beating.

"Are you desperate?" Mo Li looked at Chen Mo's face and smiled, "Die to me!"

With a wave of Mo Li's palm, the sword array hanging above Chen Mo's head shot down like raindrops.

"Despair? Then you underestimate me."

Chen Mo stomped his foot, and a mighty fighting spirit burst out from his palm, "You are not the only one who has the weapon, the Spear of the Underworld God."

A black spear instantly condensed in Chen Mo's hand.

Following Chen Mo's high-speed dancing, the power of hell communicated by the God Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Strength summoned all around him, forming a sharp black tornado, above which was only mixed with subtle purple fire and lightning.

And Chen Mo was in the eye of this black tornado.

A tyrannical momentum erupted.

The aura emanating from Chen Mo was also felt by everyone around the square, it was the power Chen Mo displayed in the solo show.

"Consolidation of battle qi, this is indeed a condensation of battle qi."

If the giant elephant shown by Chen Mo in the previous solo show was more illusory, this spear at this time is really a real thing.

"Consolidation of battle qi, that's a means only for those who are strong in fighting spirits. How did he do it?"

There was an uproar among the disciples, and even the group of elders heard a few voices of surprise.

"Is it a weapon evolved from martial arts?" Pill King Furuhe's soul power broke out from the center of his eyebrows, and he quickly penetrated the source of Chen Mo's Spear of the Underworld God.

Yun Yun's complexion didn't change much, because she had seen this power when she was in the Warcraft Mountains.

This black spear, held in Chen Mo's hand, seemed to have a huge boost.

"Is this your hole card?" Although Mo Li couldn't understand the black spear, he didn't think Chen Mo had the strength to fight spirits, and immediately snorted coldly: "I want to see, how can you block it?" My Three Thousand Sword Rain."

The dense sword rain uninterruptedly cut on the black tornado.

But the black tornado is like an iron wall, no matter how Ren Jianyu cuts it, it can't break Chen Mo's defense.

"It was blocked."

"Senior Brother Mo Li's three thousand thunderstorms were blocked just like that. Isn't that spear condensed with fighting spirit? Why is it so hard?"

"This black wind roll is like a turtle shell."

"Although he was blocked, judging from the current situation, if I'm not wrong, Chen Mo has no fighting skills for long-distance combat, and his body moves without any shadow of footwork." The powerhouse at the pinnacle not only has rich combat experience, but also has an extremely sharp vision, and he can see Chen Mo's shortcomings at a glance.

If this continues, Chen Mo can only defend passively, and eventually loses due to the exhaustion of fighting spirit.

In terms of reserves of Dou Qi, Chen Mo, a two-star fighter, was not as good as Mo Li, a five-star fighter.

Mo Li is doing what Jiaxingtian said,

Although he didn't think he would lose to Chen Mo in close combat, it might be exhausting in long-distance combat, so why should he spend his strength in hand-to-hand combat.

"Damn." Chen Mo really couldn't get close to Mo Li, so he could only defend passively. He also had a way to deal with Mo Li, but that was his last hole card.

So there was such a scene in the square, Mo Li used his body skills, surrounded Chen Mo's body, and kept using long-distance attack fighting skills.

As for Chen Mo, he could only swing his spear, slash, and dodge.

This is a war of attrition.

"Are you fighting? Then you are looking for the wrong person." Yun Yun recalled what happened the night before, a blush first appeared on Mingyan's pretty face, and then the blush dissipated, and the corners of her mouth curled into a touching arc .

Time passed slowly.

Mo Li's physical strength was gradually exhausted, and more than half of his battle energy was consumed.

Looking at Chen Mo again, his whole body was dripping with sweat, but his fighting spirit became more violent as he fought. The consumption just now seemed like a drizzle to him.

"How is it possible?" Mo Li frowned tightly, what kind of monster is this.

The sea of ​​clouds is a little broken, and it is similar to the words of the past life, 666.

The female disciples who supported Mo Li felt a little uncomfortable.

Because Mo Li, who was suppressing Chen Mo and hitting him all the time, was a little bit dead.

Chen Mo's situation was beyond Jia Xingtian's expectation.

That's right, no one would have imagined that a two-star fighter's reserve of fighting energy would be more than that of a five-star fighter.

Mo Li quickly stuffed a elixir into his stomach, and after recovering the fighting spirit capable of launching that move, he said to Chen Mo: "Junior Brother Chen Mo, if this goes on like this, no one will be able to please anyone, why don't we do it like this? How about winning or losing?"

"Yes." Chen Mo nodded. Although the black tornado is strong, it is strong in defense. It is not Chen Mo's character to keep aggrieved in defense.

"The junior brother is optimistic about it, the wind explodes."

Mo Li's footsteps straddled diagonally.

The howling wind kept gathering at the tip of Mo Li's sword. During the gathering, there was a deafening sound of crackling, and even the air rippled in waves amidst the crackling sound.

At this moment, Mo Li approached Chen Mo, his long sword trembled, carrying a wind blast, and swung it out in an unrivaled posture.

"Drink." Mo Li growled.

"It's just right." This kind of head-on battle is exactly what Chen Mo wants.

The spear of Hades pierced out, and the purple fire blazed at the tip of the spear, thunder and lightning trembled in the purple fire, and the airflow around Chen Mo turned into a fierce vortex, swallowing Mo Li who was close to him.

Clang!

The spears and swords collided, and the long sword broke. Under the blessing of the power of the giant elephant, it continued to sprint towards Mo Li's chest.

Mo Li was taken aback, and kept backing away. He felt the destructive aura above the black spear, and a burst of energy oppressed his soul.

Under this pressure, Mo Li's retreating figure suddenly staggered and fell.

"I...I admit defeat."

Following Mo Li's words, the spear that was about to pierce his heart suddenly stopped.

At this moment, the referee's voice sounded, "Chen Mo, win!"