Chapter 185

Zhao Risheng looks at Li Mo, his eyes turn a few times, and sends out a sneer.

"Mo Zifei, are you afraid, and you voluntarily admit defeat and are willing to give up the position of military God?"

Mo Zifei said angrily, "when did I say I was afraid? It's you who said that this is not a military God challenge, and it's not what I said

"Ha ha, Zhao Risheng is going to challenge you as a military God. I just thought so and now I think so. There are enough people here and the conditions are in line. Mo Zifei, if you don't dare to leave the field, please give up your position as the military God!"

Zhao Risheng made a new decision when he saw that Mo Zifei suffered losses continuously and his confidence increased greatly.

As for Li Mo, he didn't pay any attention to it.

Just a little broken boy, even if you win him?

"Zhao Risheng, if you are willing to issue a military God challenge order, I will accept your challenge immediately!"

Zhao Risheng said in a loud voice: "I will!"

"Xiaomo, step down!"

Mo Zifei took a few deep breaths and went to Zhao Risheng.

Zhao Risheng got two punches, which made his Qi and blood churn extremely hard. Now he feels difficult to breathe every time he moves.

Li Mo stretched out his hand to hold him. Mo Zifei immediately felt a comfortable air flow gushing out of his body, and the boiling Qi and blood immediately calmed down.

Mo Zifei looked at Li Mo in surprise. Li Mo nodded his head and retreated.

"Wait, according to the military God challenge, you and I should have someone responsible for the video. I have someone. What about your people?"

"Yan Feng is OK, I'll call him up right away!"

Zhao Risheng couldn't wait to call Yan Feng back.

"Don't worry, I can't lose this time, he's too much behind me!"

Zhao Risheng looks confident. Mo Zifei's strongest seven mountains can't pose any threat to him. He can't think of Mo Zifei's attack to win him.

"Mo Zifei, the wuchongshan power of your Mo family is really good. It's a pity that you met me Zhao Risheng, and I was doomed to fail miserably. I Zhao Risheng woke up to this adverse constitution five years ago. Since then, no one has been able to hurt me."

"Today, I will take revenge for my third brother and take your place as the God of the army!"

"it's no use saying more, come to fight!" Mo Zifei waved to him.

"Hey, if you want to die, I will help you!"

Zhao Risheng ran quickly to Mozi. His attack means were very direct, and he had no defense at all.

"Qichongshan!"

Mo Zifei's hands opened like peacocks, and with an extremely illusory action, he put his palms in front of his chest.

It's not the last horizontal palm pushing forward, but the vertical palm thrusting!

"it's no use!"

Zhao Risheng still doesn't let go and blows at Mo Zifei. His tactics are very simple. If you don't stop, both sides will be injured and my body can recover quickly, but you can't!

simple, direct and rude!

bang!

Chi -

Zhao Risheng beat Mo Zifei back five steps with one punch, and Mo Zifei's palm also inserted five holes in his chest, but the naked eye can see that the five blood holes are healing at a very fast speed.

Mo Zifei opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Compared with the injury Zhao Risheng suffered, it was obvious that he suffered a loss.

"Come again!"

Mo Zifei rushed up with a big drink.

Mo Zifei took the palm and Zhao Risheng punched him. However, this time Mo Zifei learned to be clever and didn't confront him. Instead, he used body method to fight with him.

Unlike Zhao Haisheng, the third younger brother and Zhao Tiansheng, Zhao Risheng does not know tiger king boxing. He is not as good as Zhao Haisheng in boxing and footwork. His strong point is the holy body of light. Therefore, his attack method has always been to exchange blood with blood, to fight with his opponent.

"From a very young age, my brother was carefully cultivated by the family as a peerless genius. Although the talent of my third brother is not as good as that of my eldest brother, it can be regarded as a rare genius. The second hero of Zhao family has been famous since childhood. Unlike me, he has been treated as a waste by the family since childhood."

Zhao Risheng suddenly waved a fist and beat Mo Zifei back: "I practice harder than anyone else, but my achievement is not as good as that of my elder brother and the third younger brother. Originally, I thought that I would be like this in my whole life. I didn't expect that a serious illness five years ago made my super physique wake up. Ha ha ha, Mo Zifei, my strength may not be as much as that of my elder brother, but compared with my family Third, that's the difference between heaven and earth. You and I can't win any more!

"there's so much nonsense!"

"I just told you to understand more things before you die. Well, from now on, the game time is over!"

with a sneer, Zhao Risheng took out a yellow medicine and injected it into his arm.

In the medication, he is more single than his younger brother. He is not hidden and honest.

BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM."To tell you clearly, my medicine is not the same as that used by my brother. Nine out of ten people will die on the spot if I am injected with this medicine. Only if I have a special constitution can I survive. This medicine not only has no side effects of reducing life span, but also increases my physical strength several times.

"No matter the speed or strength, but also the ability to fight, it will be improved in an all-round way!"

Zhao Risheng moved his feet slightly, and his moving speed was several times higher than that before the injection of yellow potion. His continuous punches also greatly improved his attack speed.

Zhao Risheng forced Mo Zifei back and forth until he was forced to the wall.

The attack of a level 4 strong man can easily break through the walls of this building. Mo Zifei can't retreat any more. If he retreats, he will fall from the building.

Mo Zifei couldn't help but ask Li Mo: "how useless?"

Zhao Risheng was stunned: "what do you mean?"

"Die for me Ah -- "

just as Zhao Risheng was about to give Mo Zifei his last blow, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, which made him scream and fell on the ground, covering his chest, foaming at his mouth, and convulsing all over his body.

The change was so sudden that everyone was surprised.

"It works." Mo Zifei let out his breath.

No one knows what he is talking about except Li mo.

When Zhao Mo and Li learned from each other, they told him the weakness of the second time.

Mo Zifei's record of qichongshan is not only a simple palm, but also a dozen bullet fragments on his palm.

The holy body of light has a very strong recovery ability. Even if the level is only the first level, slash, sword stab, machine gun fire, artillery bombing, no matter how seriously injured, it can recover completely in a very short time.

But if there's more in the body, it's not the same.

A pile of fragments of warheads are jammed near the heart, and the holy body of light has strong recovery ability, but no matter how strong it is, it can't digest the impurities in the body.

If you are faced with the strong one of the top light saints, even if you can't kill them by beheading or even dismembering them, the best way is to use dozens of hard objects to penetrate their bodies. As long as something remains in their bodies, their bodies can't recover perfectly.

Mo Zifei said, "Zhao Risheng, can you admit defeat?"

"I admit defeat, help me, help..."

Zhao Risheng froth at the mouth and is in great pain. The muscles of his bodybuilding gentleman have been gone for a long time. The injection of medicament to improve the basic energy of the body is doomed to be not long. It is good to maintain it for one minute.

Mo Zifei held a dagger in his hand and looked at Li Mo: "how can I make this body not die, right?"

Li Mo nodded.

Mo Zi Feixin heart greatly increased, went to Zhao Risheng, and put the dagger to his heart.

"What are you going to do?" Yan Feng screamed in fright.

"If you don't want him dead, don't talk."

Mo Zifei wiped his sweat and gouged out a large part of Zhao Risheng's heart with a dagger. Yan Feng almost fainted from the bloody scene.

The bullet fragments were all on the meat cut by Mo Zifei. When the meat left Zhao Risheng's body, the damaged heart grew rapidly and the wound recovered rapidly. In less than 20 seconds, it was in good condition.

Zhao Risheng lying on the ground, the whole person is stupid, this kind of solution, he did not know before.

If I had known, why wait for him to do it? I can do it myself

Zhao Risheng's regret.

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