Emperor Jiuyin

Takejuro glanced at Mohe and said calmly: "I originally planned to fight you in the end, but I didn't expect it to be earlier."

Mo He said: "Do you think it's unfair?"

"Unfair?" Takejuro smiled, "Why do you say that?"

Mo He said: "If you fight Li Hanxue first, you may be able to go further, but if your opponent is me, your chances are very slim."

After hearing Mohe's words, Wujuro raised his head and laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Mo He's eyes looked strange.

Takejuro said: "Mohe, you don't think that I, Takejuro, came to the war with this mentality, right? If you think that I only have this little awareness, you are totally wrong! No matter how the three of us are sorted, It won't change the outcome. We are not here to compete for second place. If we don't have the strongest strength, even if we avoid a strong enemy for the time being, we will eventually encounter Li Hanxue, not you. If I don’t have enough strength after winning, I will eventually lose at your hands and miss the chance to be the leader. What’s the point of trying so hard to get second place?”

Mo He smiled and said, "That's true. Whether it's you, me, or Li Hanxue, we are all here to compete for the first place. If we don't get the first place, everything will be meaningless."

With that said, Mo He glanced at Li Hanxue's position and said, "In that case, I will respond with all my strength to your awakening. Takejuro, are you ready?"

Takejuro lowered his knees, raised his right hand forward, and lowered his left hand to his waist, assuming his unique stance. His stature was not tall, and after assuming this posture, he became like an immovable Vajra, seeming to suppress the power of heaven and earth in the entire fighting arena.

Mo He is also secretly accumulating strength, ready to launch a thunderous strike at any time. The aura and energy around him became perfectly symmetrical, and even the space behind him showed a strange distortion. The geniuses who were originally arranged in a disorderly manner now showed a wonderful symmetry due to the distortion of space.

"Mo He finally took action." Palm Star Saint said.

Lin Yueyuan said: "Now, there is no need to keep anything anymore."

"Li Hanxue, you have been underestimated." Wang Xinglan said, "These two family members don't seem to take you seriously at all."

Li Hanxue said: "Wu Juro is not wrong. Now, only the strongest people can become leaders. All strategies are too redundant."

Wang Xinglan said: "Who do you think has a higher chance of winning?"

Li Hanxue said: "It's hard to say now. Although Mohe is a natural emperor, he is not a complete natural emperor. There must be some flaws. If Takejuro can find Mohe's flaws, he can defeat Mohe. If Takejuro If he doesn't find it, he won't have any chance to defeat Mo He."

Wang Xinglan said: "So you think Mo He has a higher chance of winning?"

Li Hanxue said: "Six and four are open, Mo He is six, Takejuro is four."

Wang Xinglan smiled and said: "I think Takejuro has a 60% chance of winning."

"Oh?" Li Hanxue smiled, "Why do you see that?"

Wang Xinglan said: "You haven't fought against Takejuro personally. I'm sure that the strength he showed when he fought with me is not all he has. If you fight with Mohe, you will see his true strength. I Gambling Mohe can't resist Takejuro's real killing move."

Li Hanxue said: "Then we will wait and see."

The battle between Takejuro and Mohe soon began. The two only glanced at each other temporarily, and then began an almost crazy attack.

"The ninth level of ultimate martial will!"

Takejuro instantly raised his combat power to an incredible level, shrank to an inch, and approached Mohe. The sudden burst of speed caught his opponent off guard, and coupled with the powerful force that was enough to break through the ancient god's body, It's enough to kill with one hit.

"So fast!"

As soon as everyone's thoughts came to their minds, Takejuro's iron fist was already on Mohe's body, and the fierce and invincible fist hit his chest hard. Mohe retreated a hundred feet, his back hit the edge of the fighting arena, and he kept coughing. .

For an ordinary warrior, this strike alone would be enough to determine the outcome.

But Mohe is not an ordinary warrior after all. As early as the moment Takejuro launched the offensive, his perfect spirit had already anticipated all the actions Takejuro might take, including naturally Takejuro's sudden outburst this time.

The moment Takejuro's fist hit Mohe, Mohe had already used his perfect combat body to withstand all the damage. Although Takejuro's punch was extremely deadly, he was still obviously unable to break through the perfect combat body.

Takejuro's face became a little solemn: "As expected of a born great emperor, he can actually resist my attack."

Mohe smiled and said: "I will not underestimate any warrior who can reach this point. Takejuro, the same goes for you. Come and try my perfect body. If you can crack it, then you have hope of winning... …”

Before he finished speaking, Mo He raised Bai Xi's right hand, and the long and slightly thin fingers turned into five sky-cutting swords, splitting the entire fighting arena into six pieces.

Takejuro dodged sideways and hid in the central area.

However, these five sky-cutting swords separated into thousands of ways in an instant, dividing the space into countless pieces. The densely packed swords all stabbed at Takejuro, forcing Takejuro to have no place to dodge.

"roll!"

Takejuro roared violently, and his extreme martial spirit transformed into nine clones. The clones' crazy attacks turned into nine storms, rolling all the swords into them.

"Bang bang bang..."

There were bursts of explosions, and the unstoppable white swords still emerged from the storm, thump thump thump... nailing Wu Shilang's shoulders and limbs.

The turbulent fighting field was suddenly silent, and everyone looked up at the sky with shock, only to see Wu Shilang pierced by dozens of swords and hung on Mo He's head.

He was surrounded by white swords in all directions, which seemed to be full of life, constantly growing and multiplying, and finally completely trapped Wu Shilang in them.

Wu Shilang's face was as pale as paper, he was panting, and a lot of blood flowed to the ground along the white swords.

"How could it be..." Wang Xinglan was shocked. This result was obviously beyond his expectation. "Wu Shilang didn't even have the strength to parry in front of Mo He's attack? Impossible. Based on my understanding of Wu Shilang, he shouldn't have only this little strength!" Li Hanxue said: "Wu Shilang has become stronger, but don't forget that Mo He is also getting stronger. All of us are getting stronger. And Mo He's move can be said to be his killer. I am not surprised that Wu Shilang can't break it." Wang Xinglan took a closer look and found an unusual phenomenon. There was not even a trace on those snow-white swords, which means that Wu Shilang's attack just now did not cause any damage to these swords! "Mo He's perfect battle body can actually be used like this?" Wang Xinglan felt incredible, "What's the difference between this and the emperor's weapon?" Li Hanxue said: "The emperor's weapon is like the body, and the body is like the emperor's weapon... This is the so-called perfect battle body." It took only a few moves for Wu Shilang to be controlled by Mo He. This is also a result that many masters did not expect. Even Shi Chen and Fan Hongwu were surprised. "This is Mo He's true strength!" Fan Hongwu said happily, "It seems that Mo He didn't use his full strength before."

"If Wu Shilang is defeated like this, Li Hanxue will not have any chance when facing Li Hanxue." Shi Chen said.

Mo He flashed in front of Wu Shilang, and his fingertips trembled, and a snow-white sword blade immediately pointed at Wu Shilang's throat.

"Wu Shilang, admit defeat." Mo He said, "You are not my opponent."

Wu Shilang struggled hard, but he couldn't move. His face was full of ferocious colors, like a trapped beast, and he let out a crazy roar.

"Li Hanxue, if it were you now, what would you do?" Ma You rarely sent a voice message to Li Hanxue.

Li Hanxue said: "If you can't crack the perfect battle body, you can only deal with it to the end."

"Just like the strategy you used when facing me?" Ma You said.

Li Hanxue said: "Not bad."

Ma You said: "But Lin Yueyuan will not let you waste so much time again. If you want to become a leader, you must find a way to defeat Mo He!"

Li Hanxue fell into deep thought.

Mo He said: "Wu Shilang, if you don't surrender, the sword in my hand will immediately pierce your heart. Don't force me to do it. I have given you a chance. If..." "Wu Shilang, surrender." Fan Hongwu said loudly, "Since you know that you are not Mo He's opponent, it is meaningless to resist like this." "Surrender?" Wu Shilang's eyes showed a trace of contempt, and he laughed up to the sky, "Only trash will surrender! I, Wu Shilang, haven't lost yet! Mo He, don't think that a perfect fighting body is really invincible!" "Extreme Martial Will, Tenth Level!" With a rumble, the sky and the earth collapsed, and Wu Shilang's body ignited with hot black flames. His body was like an imperial star shattered, and his blood vessels exploded, bursting out with an unprecedented terrifying aura. This aura was so strong that it was earth-shattering and terrifying. All the snow-white swords were trembling, as if they could collapse at any time. "This is Wu Shilang's final burst." The Star-Pawed Saint said, "If this move can't break the perfect battle body, everything will be over."

Wang Xinglan's eyes trembled, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger as his body trembled: "Wu Shilang, this guy, can actually perform the tenth level of liberation!"

"This is just a futile struggle." Fan Hongwu sneered, "No matter how many levels of liberation you perform, in front of Mo He's perfect battle body, all means are in vain!"

"Mo He, this is my strongest means!" Wu Shilang, covered in blood, broke free from the shackles of the sword like an angry bull, and hit Mo He's head with a heavy punch that penetrated the sky.

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