Dragon-Marked War God

"It seems that I guess it is true, Mo Xuan really can not easily let go of the ink city, it seems that a big fight."

"That's right, the Moyu Thousand Cities are on the Moxuan. This battle must be quite exciting. One old and one young and two major Mohist geniuses can be compared. I can imagine, oh."

"The attitude of Mo Xuan to the Moyu Thousand Cities illustrates everything. Today, two people will definitely have a death here. As for who is afraid, it is not known."

"Since Moyu Qiancheng chose to do it, he would never be merciful. Before Mo Xuan was a few provocations, even I couldn’t stand it anymore. This battle is bound to make them both live and die."

The Mohist people are looking forward to the battle. Looking forward to this battle, Moxuan is a new genius of the Moh family. Compared to the original Mo Yu Qiancheng, I don’t know how to be weak and weak. The strength of both people is in the virtual world. In the later realm of Datongtian, no one can be convinced.

This battle is destined to be extremely fierce and extremely exciting.

"Well, I will fulfill you."

Moyu Qiancheng nodded slightly, the eyes between the two staggered, and instantly launched a life and death fight!

"Grandpa, be careful!"

Mo Ling Dong Chen looked at this scene with great anxiety. Although Grandpa is strong, but the other party is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he will never let himself intervene. This is his own business. Grandpa has said that he has lost. He must bring it back by himself, and now he is returning to the Mohist family. The first person to be the right person is the son of Moyang Kui and Qi Ying. For the Mo Yu Qiancheng, it is full of a sense of crisis, and you must make a beautiful one. Let all the Mexicans see if the people who were originally expelled from the Mohist were eligible to return.

"Old man, today I will kill you for my mother, so that you can never live forever."

Mo Xuan is very angry. The anger in his heart has already burned all over the body. No one can stop him. No one can beat him. As a genius disciple of the Mohist family, this battle, he wants to make the Moyu Thousand Cities completely desperate.

"After the waves of the Yangtze River, you will die today!"

Mo Xuan and Mo Yu Qiancheng instantly played against each other, the horrible atmosphere filled the whole city of Mocheng, and the illusory shadows spread all over the sky, and the gods shone from the sky, and both of them had completely desperately charged, recruiting Spicy, boxing to meat, Moyu Qiancheng is the most dazzling genius of the Mohist family. Even Mo Xuan’s father is not as good as it is. Although Mo Xuan is strong, it is still too far-flung, not knowing and fighting. Under the spur of the air, the momentum is absolutely great, but if you can't take the Moyu thousand city in a bang, his situation will be worrying.

Jiang Chen does not squint, watching the battle silently, he can shoot, but the 100,000 years of the retreat of Moyu Qiancheng has no meaning. Jiang Chen will leave the ink as soon as possible after all their work is completed. The city, passing through, the South China Sea is the ultimate place for him.

But now Jiang Chen does not want to participate in this matter, this is his family's family affairs.

Mo Ling Dongchen and others are very cautious. After all, they are above the people’s territory. They are worried about their own homeowners. However, the Moyu Thousand Cities are retreating, and they are more than sturdy. Compared with the fierceness of Moxuan, his advancement and retreat are very orderly and stable like Taishan. This is the invisible trend he is proud of.

"Three thousand swords rain!"

Moxuan has a hand and a hand in his hand. The Mohist attacking technique, the charge is in front, the sword rain is stunned, and the domineering side leaks. As the strongest genius of Moh, it is impossible to be a nameless person. If there is no point, If you have the ability, how can you dare to call the Ink and the Thousand Cities?

Moyu Qiancheng is also very dignified, but he has already had an insight into Moxuan's every move. The Mohist's ability, the Moyu Thousand Cities are all known, and more meticulous than anyone else.

Gradually between the Mo Xuan shots, the offensive was shackled everywhere, quite difficult, Mo Yu thousand city steady to win, Mo Xuan completely close to his own shackles, everywhere restricted, Mo Xuan angry, Struggling for a battle, but Mo Yu Qiancheng is not giving him such an opportunity at all, powerful, four or two, and how to resist the Mo Xuan, there is no effect, the feeling of being led by the nose, let the ink Xuan Pingsheng felt desperate for the first time. This is a majestic city. It is too embarrassing. His own means of action, in his eyes, seems to be an unknown prophet. The Mohist skills, he has completely learned, to deal with himself, seems to always It is a skill and a good one.

"Bastard! Old man! Give me away!"

Mo Xuan roared, his voice was exhausted, and his footsteps were becoming more and more disordered. At this time, Mo Xuan had completely lost his sense of reason, his genius was absolutely stunning, and his horror was brilliant. It was the true core of the Mohist family, and it was the top of the Nantong Shenzhou. Countless masters, how can they be defeated in the hands of Mo Yu Qiancheng, and so regrettable, he is not willing, but even more willing to see this scene!

He is invincible, and in the later days of the Emperor's Kingdom, even in the Mohist, there are few people who can overcome him.

The genius of the stream, but lost in the hands of a Mohist sinner, let him face?

Mo Xuan was charged several times and wanted to break through the suppression of the Moyu Thousand Cities. It was useless, but it was like being stuck on a big net. It was very difficult and difficult.

In this way, Mo Xuan knows that he will lose.

"No, Mo Xuan is not the opponent of the Moyu City."

"Ginger is still old and spicy, this ink jade thousand city is really not a fuel-efficient lamp."

"Yeah, it seems that the days of Moxuan are not good. If this continues, Mo Xuan has no chance of winning."

"Everything is everywhere, and all the skills of Mo Xuan are all in the hands of the Moyu City. It is difficult."

Everyone is paying attention to this scene. Whether it is Moling Dongchen or the people above Mocheng, they are full of expectations for this battle. If Moyu Qiancheng can't beat Mo Xuan, then it is almost hopeless to return to Mohist. Therefore, this battle of ink and jade thousand cities is more confident, and does not intend to leave a slight opportunity for Mo Xuan.

"Ink attacked the Kowloon Shengxian!"

Moxuan fists and palms intersect, the art of ink attack, Ling Tianqi, Kowloon raging, the conflict of the sky, surrounded by the Moyu thousand cities, the momentum is huge, the power is endless.

"Ink to attack the sky!"

The Moyu Thousand Cities stirred up the wind and the palms of the sky, and the endless dragon shadows above the voids were all disappeared in an instant. By the wind and the sky, the technique of the heavens was completely dissipated, and Mo Xuan spewed out blood. Going backwards, it’s awkward and very sad.

There is a desperate color in Moxuan’s eyes. Are you really going to lose in the hands of this guy? The shame of his own parents has reappeared in him. For Mo Xuan, it is more painful than death.