Chapter 645

Mohism can only have one genius, that is my Moyu!

The cold voice fell, showing the arrogance and domineering of the ink rain.

In Mohism, he wanted to be the only one, so he would never allow others to overshadow him. And once someone beats him, there will be only one word, death!

"Mo Yu, you talk too much." Mo Ruxi's beautiful eyes became slightly cold, his tone became low, and said provocative words for the first time.

She is not a very aggressive person, but a rabbit will bite when she is forced, not to mention a living man.

What the Mohists have done and what Moyu has said have touched the bottom line of Mo Ruxi, so she has to fight back.

"Mo Ruxi." Mo Yu's teeth were tight and he growled with resentment, but when he felt the strength of Mo Ruxi, his expression could not help but freeze, and his face was full of surprise and shock.

Mo Ruxi is already a great strength of Shenlun!

How is this possible?

Mo Yu clearly remembers that more than a month ago, when Mo Ruxi had not inherited the soul of the Phoenix, he was still a heavy little residue of the giant spirit, and he had no desire to look at it.

Even if it inherits the soul of the Phoenix, the strength of Mo Ruxi is nothing more than Zhenyuan.

But now, it has reached the first strength of Shenlun.

This speed of strength promotion is unimaginable.

How did Mo Ruxi do it?

Countless strong questions twined in Moyu's heart, making his resentment more intense, and a strong killing intention was surging in his eyes.

The stronger the strength of Mo Ruxi, the greater the resentment of Mo Yu towards her.

Nie Tian looked at it from a distance, and secretly squeezed a sweat in his heart. He hoped that Mo Ruxi would do it and not be soft.

Mo Yu didn't regard the game as an ordinary fight at all, but as a duel of life and death.

On the Jintian Pavilion, the elders of the four aristocratic families also paid special attention to this game.

"Mr. Moxing, who do you think will win this competition?" Mo Xiaotian, the elder of the Tang family, smiled faintly and asked with a playful face.

This scene is somewhat similar to the game between Ruoyu zhence and Tang Sheng yesterday, but the protagonist of the question has changed from ink torture to Mo Xiaotian.

An old face of ink torture turned red, smiled coldly and replied, "of course it's ink rain!"

"Really?" Mo Xiaotian said with more sarcasm in the corners of his eyes: "The girl standing opposite Moyu is called Mo Ruxi. She is the one who inspired Fengming for nine days and won the inheritance of the Phoenix. The Mohist master of that year couldn't inspire Fengming for nine days. And Moyu, I heard that she hasn't even attracted a sound of Fengming. This talent can also be called the three evils of Xumi lingdu. It's a bit untrue. Ha ha."

Light smile, but with extreme ridicule.

"What Lord Mo Xiaotian said is that Mo Ruxi's talent is too much higher than Mo Yu. From this point of view, xumiling should not be Mo Yu, but Miss Mo Ruxi." Gu Hong, the elder of the ancient family, fanned the flames.

Gu Qiulong, the genius of the ancient family, did not participate in Xumi Martial Arts Association. He participated in the alchemist competition. His goal is to be the leader of the dansai.

The reason why ancient Qiulong is one of the three evils is not because of his martial arts talent, but because of his Dan talent. Therefore, belittling ink rain does not affect the status of ancient Qiulong. Why not.

His face was gloomy, he breathed heavily, and his breathing became a little short.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's useless for us to say more here. Strength is the greatest right to speak. The duel between the two will begin immediately. Whoever can win will have a higher talent." Qiu Wuxi, who is on the side, saw that the situation was wrong and said without salt.

"Kill!" just at this time, there was a violent drink from the martial arts competition platform, and the figure of ink rain immediately moved and clapped with one palm. The terrible palm power was like a big net, enveloping the past crazily.

Mo Ruxi felt the pressure on her face. Her beautiful eyes twinkled. The power of the Phoenix around her quickly condensed and turned into a flame blade in the air.

At the moment when the flame swept the air, the temperature of the space increased a lot. The competitive martial arts platform seemed to become a huge furnace, and the air was dense, as if it was burning.

Mo Ruxi fused the soul of the Phoenix for nearly a month. During this time, she has understood the soul of the Phoenix and is very skilled in controlling the power of the Phoenix in her body.

She could feel that there was a powerful and vast force surging in her body. The fiery force was like the sun, which could almost annihilate everything.

But now she hasn't fully understood that power.

"Boom!" there was a loud and violent noise in the air. The flame blade pierced the vast palm power and attacked the ink rain.

"Hmm?" Moyu's eyes trembled violently. He felt that the sudden hot power almost burned him. He couldn't help shouting. Then yuan force poured out of his body and the space of divine wheel was opened.

But Rao was so, he was still forced to retreat more than ten steps, and his clothes were burned in a mess.

The first confrontation between the two turned out to be a disastrous defeat for Moyu.

"Hiss!" the crowd took a breath when they saw this scene.

The power of Mo Ruxi was so strong that he defeated Mo Yu with one move. The latter was so embarrassed.

"Am I right? Is this really master Moyu, the first genius of Mohism and one of the three evils of Xumi lingdu? It's too water."

"Yes, just now, Mo Yu shot first. Unexpectedly, she was beaten into this bird like by Mo Ruxi. If Miss Ruxi shot first, it is estimated that Mo Yu is already a corpse."

"What are the three evils? They are not as good as the three wonderful flowers. What a shame!"

For a moment, the whole audience was in an uproar, and all kinds of voices rang out and fell into the ears of the ink rain, like steel needles stabbing his heart.

Nie Tian looked at the scene on the martial arts competition platform. There was no smile on his face, but he was more worried.

Mo Ruxi's move just now, although very strong, has no chance to kill.

And Moyu, after being completely angered, will never have any scruples.

The soul of the Phoenix he can not, but this war, he must not lose.

"Mo Ruxi, you asked for it!" sure enough, at the next moment, Mo Yu's body was shocked, his anger broke out, and his eyes were full of Sen Han's killing intention. In his hand, there was a flame spear, which was a ninth order imperial weapon, greedy wolf snake Yan spear!

Mo Yu didn't expect that Mo Ruxi's strength was so terrible that he was twice higher than the latter. He couldn't even stop the latter's move.

The soul of Phoenix is really terrible!

But he also has a card, that is, the ninth order emperor's weapon, greedy wolf snake Yan spear.

It turned out that after Mo Zhaojing got the greedy wolf snake Yan spear, he gave it to Mo Yu directly.

The greedy wolf snake Yan spear is a ninth order imperial weapon at any time, but it is sealed to the level of a seventh order spiritual weapon by Jin Dabao. It is just held in the hand of a warrior in Shenlun territory.

With the seventh level spirit weapon in hand, Moyu even has the confidence to challenge the strong in the high-level divine wheel environment!

"Bad!" Nie Tian saw the greedy wolf snake Yan spear on Mo Yu's hand, his heart suddenly sank, and his face was a little pale.