Omnipotent Overlord

　　 "Mo Zifei, how could you be okay!" Zhao Haisheng blurted out in surprise.

　　 Standing in front of Zhao Haisheng is the former military **** of China, Mo Zifei!

　　Mo Zifei was seriously injured. No one knew better than Zhao Haisheng. He used a dagger to pick up Mo Zifei's hands and hamstrings. His goal was to make Mo Zifei disabled for life.

　　According to common sense, Mo Zifei is no longer able to stand up, and his whole life is just a waste person lying on the bed.

　　 But what is going on? How many days have passed? Didn’t even arrive for a month?

　　 Zhao Haisheng wiped tears hard.

　　 The youth in front of him was as white as jade, his mouth slightly warped, and his face was so handsome. It wasn't the Chinese military **** Mo Zifei, who could it be?

　　 "Mojia Army God Challenge Order, issued by me!"

　　Mozi took a step forward and shouted, "Zhao Haisheng, you can't pick it up!"

"you……"

　　China, only the Mo and Zhao families are eligible to issue a military **** challenge order, and if the challenged person is unwilling to take the order, he will be shown to give up the military **** position.

　　Zhao Haisheng calmed down: "Mo Zifei, although I don't know what happened to you, do you think you are my opponent?"

　　Mo Zifei coldly said: "Is it right? I will know it after a try!"

　　 "Well, great, great, when and where?"

"just now!"

　　 "Now?" Zhao Haisheng froze.

　　 "Yes, now!"

　　 Zhao Haisheng rushed to Lan Yue to arch his hand: "Vice President Lan, I and Mo Zifei are here to test, do you think it is convenient?"

　　 "Randomly."

　　 "Okay, let's compare here, but I want to add one!"

"You said."

　　 "Life and death have a life, never die!"

　　Mo Zifei turned his head and asked a man holding a camera: "Have you recorded it?"

　　 "Recording!"

　　Challenger is not a children's play. Although there is no designated place, it requires video recording and audience of more than 50 people. Now, these two conditions are all met.

　　 "Hahaha, Mo Zifei, it turns out that you have been prepared for a long time, very well, just as I wish, Xiao Li, you should start recording too."

　　 "Yes, Lord God of War!"

　　 Watching the crowd retreat, Zhao Haisheng stood in the field and hooked his hand at Mo Zifei.

"Zhao Haisheng, I know that you won the last time I took the drug, but it doesn’t matter. Someone told me that if you lose, you lose, without any reason, so this time, I allow you to use any means, including again. Take banned drugs."

　　 "What drug? I don't know, Mo Zifei, you don't want to spur people." Zhao Haisheng's face changed greatly.

　　 "Okay, then come!"

　　Mo Zifei ran to Zhao Haisheng.

　　 "Mie Mountain!"

　　 Mo Zifei swallowed loudly and punched his fist straightly. He could see with naked eyes that three colorless ripples with a width of about three meters were generated in the air, striking Zhao Haisheng like a sea wave.

Mojia Ancient Wushu Wuzhongshan, when it reaches the highest level, can achieve five strengths and one blow, which can cause five injuries. Mojia can become one of the three most famous families in China. It must be.

　　 "Tiger howling!"

　　Zhao Haisheng's feet stepped up, and his two hands suddenly pushed outward.

　　 Noah's big tiger-shaped true air wave hit, and collided with Mo Zifei's Mie Mountain, and immediately three waves and the sudden true air wave disappeared.

　　 "Very good, see me fourth!"

Zhao Haisheng's face changed. His strength was only the third-level peak, and he was able to beat the fourth-level Mo Zifei. It was all because of taking the banned drugs. Mo Zifei's Mie Mountain was able to withstand it. It is necessary to take the banned drugs to stop it. "

　　 "Tigers!"

　　 Zhao Haisheng waved his arms and raised dust under his feet. While the dust was flying and others' eyes were blocked, he unscrewed the water bottle fixed in his sleeve and took a sip.

　　Just as Zhao Shaosheng stole drinking lavish water, a strong wind came from somewhere, blowing away all the dust and smoke. As a result, the scene of him drinking lavish water was clearly seen by the onlookers.

　　 Zhao Haisheng's face was white.

　　If the drug is taken by the military, the consequences are clearer than anyone else.

　　 Shit, there is no wind at all this day, where is the wind blowing from?

　　Mo Zifei smiled and said: "It's okay, drink it again, because my Mie Mountain is coming."

　　 "I... I was just thirsty and drank a little water!" Zhao Hai didn't admit his life and death.

　　 "It doesn't matter, continue to drink, drink it and call me."

　　 "Death!"

　　 Zhao Haisheng drank angrily, and his figure was vertical, rushing towards Mo Zifei.

　　 bang bang bang!

　　 is just a blink of an eye, the two will fight dozens of times, but unlike the last time Mo Zifei was instantly suppressed, this time, the two fight evenly.

　　 "What's the matter with you? This is only a month. Not only have you got better, but your strength has improved, have you taken the banned drugs?" Zhao Haisheng shouted in surprise.

　　 "What do you call me too? Oh yo yo yo."

　　 "I mean you." Zhao Haisheng quibble.

　　 "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, a child who owes a flat to me has said that the real strong man ignores all tricks!"

　　 "Five Palms!"

　　 Mo Zifei drank lightly and opened his palms, just like the peacock opening the screen, attacking Zhao Haisheng, a heavy mountain is a layer of force, five palms, and a blow of five forces.

　　Even if he took the banned drugs, Zhao Haisheng could only resist four levels of force. The fifth level of force could not be offset by him. He suffered three palms and was beaten up with blood and repeatedly backed up.

　　 Zhao Haisheng couldn't take care of his face this time, and began to drink lavish water again. This time, instead of drinking a small sip, he emptied a small bottle of lavatory water.

　　 "Mo Zifei, your kid is too weird. Although I don't know what happened to you, people like you must never stay. Today, I'm fighting to lose 30 years of life and I will kill you!"

　　 "Fourth level peak!"

　　 Zhao Haisheng yelled, and his body rolled over, showing a tiger shape.

　　 This is the automatic transformation of true energy into a tiger shape, which is essentially different from intentionally condensing.

"Roar--"

"Roar--"

"Roar--"

"Roar--"

　　 Zhao Haisheng repeatedly attacked, and every time he punched, he would make a roar of tigers. Mo Zifei used five folds to parry, and all of them were actually cancelled out.

　　 "How about you advancing to Wuzhongshan? Now I have really become gasified and hit, but my Zhao family's real tiger king fist!"

　　 "It turns out that this is the real Zhao Family Tiger King Boxing. It really is not simple. Unfortunately, although the Tiger King Boxing is powerful, you are a waste."

　　 "The strength promoted by drugs is not his own after all. Your Tiger King boxing is just a picture."

　　 "Seventh Mountain!"

　 Mo Zifei suddenly screamed, his hands opened like a peacock, and suddenly slammed into Zhao Haisheng.

　　 Bang!

　　True Tiger King fisted against the Seventh Mountain, and after a loud bang, Zhao Haisheng flew out.

　　 This scene Mo Zhennan looked really real, almost screamed in shock.

Mo Zhennan is also a warrior. Although he has only two levels of strength, he has also practiced the family history of Wuzhongshan martial arts~www.wuxiaspot.com~His father, his grandfather has said more than once Power, that is the highest peak of the five-fold martial arts.

　　What is the situation now? How can you hit the seventh?

　　 "Seven-fold mountain, you... don't your Mo family only have five-fold mountain?" Zhao Haisheng's bones were mostly broken, and he was paralyzed on the ground. I can't believe this is true.

　　 "Yeah, it used to be, but my Mo Zifei was very talented and trained Wuzhongshan to the seventh level."

　　Mo Zifei grinned and blinked at Li Mo in the crowd.

　　His body can be completely restored, and his strength can be rapidly improved, all because Li Mo is practicing for him.

　　Li Mo has a lot of good materials left for refining the body, all of which are used on him. Looking at the whole universe, it is also a one-to-two existence. This is still a short period of time for Mo Zifei to recover. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be too difficult to practice Wuzhongshan to Yaeyama and Jiuzhongshan.

　　Zhao Haisheng lay on the ground, his body was aging very quickly, blinked, his face wrinkled, his black hair turned white, and it looked no different from an old man in his seventies.

　　Mo Zifei found the "Warlord Order" from him and smiled at him.

　　 "Relax, I won't kill you, you Zhao family also have a chance to challenge the warlord, I will wait for you."

　　 "By the way, Uncle Zhao will see you again."

　　Mo Zifei waved to Zhao Haisheng and left happily.