Chapter 823 : He is real
Everyone's eyes fell on Wu Yue and Mo Zhanjun.
Almost instantly, a piece of rock armor covered his whole body, and the powerful aura shocked the entire valley. Under the sunlight, the rock armor actually reflected a dazzling light.
"Rock Martial Spirit?"
There were a burst of exclamations in the valley. Many people present did not expect that Wu Yue would use the martial soul before the show even started.
But after a moment of shock, there was a crazier cheer.
"Rock Martial Spirit? This fit is not weak!" In the cloud ship, Li Feng and the others' eyes lit up.
"Haha, do you want to fight hard from the beginning? I, Mo Zhanjun, will accompany you to the end!" Mo Zhanjun looked at Wu Yue and laughed, "Today I will let you see my strongest combat power!"
After saying that, a sharp aura emanated from Mo Zhanjun's body. A faint black sword shadow appeared in his hand. The black sword shadow gradually condensed and finally turned into a simple long sword. On the long sword, there were four red stars.
"The soul of the Demon Sword is actually the Demon Clan Emperor!"
Mu Guihong, who was on the cloud boat, looked at the black long sword in Mo Zhanjun's hand and narrowed his eyes.
Li Feng frowned slightly and couldn't help asking: "Senior, is this magic sword soul very powerful?"
Mu Guihong nodded and said, "Yes, there are four domineering inherited martial souls in the Demon Clan, one of which is the soul of the Demon Clan. Only the purest imperial vein of the Demon Clan can awaken! Unexpectedly, this Demon Zhanjun is actually a member of the Demon Clan's royal family!"
"Four domineering inherited martial souls?" Li Feng was slightly stunned, staring at the black long sword in the hand of the Demon Zhanjun in the wall curtain, and the four red stars were very eye-catching.
"What are these stars?" Supreme Treasure couldn't help asking next to Li Feng.
"Tsk, this is ignorant!" Junior Sister Lingyue rolled her eyes and said with disdain: "The level of this star is the level of the soul of the demon sword. Legend has it that this strongest demon sword soul can have nine red stars. The martial soul of that level is called the Nine-Star Demon Sword. It is said that its power is comparable to that of the supreme artifact!"
"No, it's comparable to the Supreme Magical?" Supreme Bao and A Shui A Huo couldn't help but open their mouths. The news was indeed too shocking for them.
"Senior, is that right?" Li Feng couldn't help asking.
Mu Guihong nodded and said, "That's what I said. According to the information I have learned, even in the demon clan, the seven-star demon sword is extremely rare. Not to mention the nine-star demon sword, this thing is probably only available in legends!"
"Oh!" After hearing Mu Guihong say this, Li Feng and Supreme Bao felt a little more balanced. If there were indeed a few people with the Nine-Star Demon Swords in the Demon Clan, it would be really terrifying.
After the previous Shenxuan Competition, Li Feng also learned about the magical power and preciousness of the Supreme. Even if he is as powerful as the human race, there is no supreme artifact so far.
Mo Zhanjun looked at Wu Yue confidently and said loudly: "This is my martial soul, four-star magic sword, you must be careful today!"
A pair of golden boxing gloves appeared on Wu Yue's fist and said coldly: "My boxing glove is called Tianlong!"
"Oh?" Mo Zhanjun sneered.
The entire War Valley was completely quiet, everyone's eyes widened, and they watched this genius decisive battle carefully, for fear of missing a detail.
"call!"
In the blink of an eye, Mo Zhanjun disappeared from the spot, and a strong wind appeared out of thin air in the entire valley. This was Mo Zhanjun's rapid wind.
The strong wind blew on Wu Yue's face, but Wu Yue was floating in the sky, motionless.
"Huh?" Wu Yue suddenly noticed that the figure of Mo Zhanjun appeared on the left. Just as Wu Yue turned around and rushed to attack, he felt a strong wind coming from the right.
indeed.
On his right is the true body of Mo Zhanjun.
Mo Zhanjun looked at Wu Yue with a sneer, and the four-star magic sword in his hand slashed at Wu Yue mercilessly. However, Wu Yue, who was facing his back, instantly slapped him hard like a steel whip.
"Bang!" The fist hit the sword hard, and the left fist hit Mo Zhanjun's body.
"boom!"
Mo Zhanjun was beaten backward like a sandbag. When he was in mid-air, Mo Zhanjun turned over beautifully and finally stabilized his figure.
Whether it was the Demon Clan or the people in the Nanhuang, they all held their breath completely, and they did not dare to shout.
"Puff." Mo Zhanjun spit out a trace of blood from his mouth, and looked at the position on his chest where Wu Yue hit him. His clothes had been torn apart. Even if the chest was protected by Xuanqi, the Xuanqi shield was still cracked. A very conspicuous wound appeared, and blood slowly emerged.
Wu Yue turned around at this time, and his black eyes looked at Mo Zhanjun coldly, and a trace of golden light passed by Wu Yue's eyes.
"What a strong power." Mo Zhanjun whispered.
There is no doubt that if a strong man of the same level fights strength and attacks, he is no match for the owner of the earth's martial soul. Even if Wu Yue punches lightly, he will be enough to seriously injure the Demon Zhanjun.
A cold light flashed in Mo Zhanjun's eyes, and he thought to himself: Wu Yue's progress is really too great!
"Dong!"
The wings of the Martial King behind Wu Yue suddenly shook. He took a wisp of afterimage and instantly crossed a hundred meters away and rushed directly to the front of Mo Zhanjun.
"drink!"
The right fist directly slashed down with endless power, and Mo Zhanjun immediately dodged to the side without hesitation. While Wu Yue punched, his whole body also rotated. His legs rotated at the extreme speed like a windmill, and hit Mo Zhanjun hard.
The Demon Zhanjun did not dare to block it at all, and still retreated quickly.
"Bang!" Even if the lightning-like legs still hit, the Demon Zhanjun quickly used the four-star magic sword to resist.
"Peng!" Even though Wu Yue's fist hit the four-star demon sword, the terrible impact still knocked Mo Zhanjun into a mountain. The demon disciples immediately dodged, and Mo Zhanjun hit the stone mountain fiercely.
"Boom!" The rock wall of the stone mountain shattered. Gravel splashed, a piece of smoke and dust.
Everyone took a breath of cold air. Wu Yue was so scary.
Absolute advantage.
"Ah!" With a roar, the Demon Zhanjun rushed out of the smoke and dust. At this moment, the black demon flames were beating on his body, and the momentum it emitted was even more terrifying.
"My Lord, you are no match for me at all, you'd better get out of here!" Wu Yue said in a cold voice.
Mo Zhanjun had blood stains on his body, but he was still standing straight. Mo Zhanjun did not look at Wu Yue, but looked at the long sword in his hand: "I originally wanted to hide my strength, but now it seems that I can only use all my strength!"
"Didn't you use all your strength yet?"
Li Feng and others on the cloud ship could hear it clearly.
"This Demon Zhanjun still hides his strength? Is he bragging?" Supreme Treasure said with a look of suspicion.
"What should he have?" Li Feng looked at the Dark Demon Zhanjun and said lightly. The Demon Zhanjun in front of him made him sound the ghost clans who were in the Senluo Ghost Realm before. The descendants of the ghost clans had the heavenly dynasty skills such as the disintegration of the demons, and the inheritors of the demon clans should also have some heavenly dynasty skills.
"Remember, the one who defeated you was the demons dancing wildly!" Mo Zhanjun said in a cold voice, and saw the four red stars immediately burst into dazzling blood light.
"Buzz!"
Strangely, Mo Zhanjun, who fought in the valley, turned into two figures, and the long sword also turned into two. Then the figures separated again.
One becomes two, two becomes four.
This scene is so weird.
"What an amazing speed." Li Feng's realm is now comprehensible, but he can see that this Demon Zhanjun achieved this scene with an amazing speed.
"This speed is faster than the fastest speed I don't use my martial soul." Li Feng was secretly shocked.
Wu Yue looked at this scene solemnly, and he felt that the figure of Mo Zhanjun seemed to be around him. Mo Zhanjun was so fast that he was much higher than he estimated.
"You're sure to lose."
The cold voice seemed to be shouting out from the many phantoms at the same time. Just as Wu Yue was careful, the demon shadow illusion, and the demon Zhanjun actually came to him.
"Clang!"
Wu Yue stretched out his fist and blocked the blade of the four-star magic sword.
"Clang!" It was like metals colliding with each other. The four-star magic sword only left a white seal on Wu Yue's fist gloves, and Wu Yue's own left fist "Brush!" and slammed hard.
But the Demon Zhanjun disappeared again.
If you miss one blow, you will immediately retreat.
"What's going on?" Wu Yue was surprised, "Why did he suddenly come to me just now?"
Li Feng, who was on the cloud boat, understood: "This move should understand a little bit of the secret of space, which makes people not notice that his body is approaching, and with the amazing speed, he will go to the other side before the other party can react."
In dealing with this move, Li Feng could easily determine the other person's true body by sensing the surrounding air.
However, Wu Yue had no understanding of the wind.
"Why are they all human figures?" The warriors in the Southern Wilderness were stunned. They saw that eight demon Zhanjun appeared in the War Valley. Often, a dazzling red light flashed by, and the demon Zhanjun's figure appeared in another location.
"Cao, haven't you heard of this move, is this demon dancing?" Wang Batian couldn't help but curse at the people around him.
"It's indeed very much like a group of crazy people who are crazy!" Gongsun Yang also said lightly.
"Everything is quiet, let's see how Lord Wu Yue cracks his move!" Ling Na glared at the people around her, and the people immediately shut up, and then focused on the battle in the valley.
Chapter completed!