Vol 7 Chapter 645: Wolverine
Mohist can only have one genius, that is my ink rain!
The icy sound fell, showing the arrogance and hegemony of the ink rain.
In the Mohist family, he has to be the only one, so he must not allow other people's limelight to cover him. And once someone is stronger than him, there is only one word in the end, dead!
"Ink rain, you have too much nonsense." The ink is so cold that the tone becomes cold and the tone becomes low. For the first time, the provocative words are said.
She is not the kind of aggressive person, but the rabbit is eager to bite, not to mention the big living.
The heavy work done by the Mohist family and the words of the ink rain now have touched the bottom line of the ink, so that she has to fight back.
"Ink like a sputum." Ink rain teeth tight, resentful low-pitched, but when he perceives the strength of ink, the expression can not help but be stiff, his face full of surprise and shock.
Ink is like a dragon, it is already a great strength!
How can this be?
Mo Yu Ming Ming remembers that more than a month ago, when Mo Ruyi had not yet passed down the soul of the phoenix, it was still a small **** of a giant spirit, so that he did not have a look at it.
Even if the soul of the phoenix is inherited, the strength of Mo Ruyi is only a real one.
But now, it has already reached the strength of the gods.
The speed of this kind of strength promotion is simply incredible.
How did Mo Ruyi do it?
Numerous strong questions entangled in the rain, making his resentment more intense, and his eyes stirred a strong killing.
The stronger the strength of ink, the greater the resentment of ink rain on her.
Nie Tian looked at the distance, and secretly squeezed a sweat in his heart, hoping that Mo Ruyi would wait for the shot, not to be soft.
In the rain, ink did not regard this game as a common battle, but as a life-and-death confrontation.
On the near Tianting Pavilion, the elders of the four major families also paid special attention to this game.
"Ink punishment adult, do you think this game will win?" Tang parents, Xiao Xiaotian smiled and asked with a look.
This scene is similar to yesterday's rain and the Tang Sheng game, but the protagonist of the problem has changed, and the ink punishment has become Mo Xiaotian.
An old face of ink punishment rose red, smiled coldly, and replied: "Of course it is ink rain!"
"Is it?" Mo Xiaotian's eyes were more sarcasm, saying: "The girl standing opposite the ink rain is called Mo Ruzhen. She is the one who ignited Fengming for nine days to get the phoenix inheritance. It can ignite Fengming for nine days. And Moyu, I heard that even Fengming has not been provoked. This talent can also be called the three enchanting sorcerers, but it is a bit of a misnomer. Hehe."
A faint smile, but with extreme ridicule.
"Mo Xiaotian said that the talent of Mo Ruyi is much higher than the ink rain. In this way, the three enchanting sorcerers should not be the ink rain, but the ink should be the girl." The ancient parents Lao Guhong ignited on the sidelines.
The genius of the ancient family, Gu Qilong, did not participate in the Suiwuwuhui. He participated in the Alchemy Masters Competition. His goal was Dan Saiqiu.
The reason why Guqiulong is one of the three enchantings is not because of his martial arts talent, but because of his Dandao talent. Therefore, the low ink rain does not affect the status of the ancient hill dragon, why not.
Ink and face, Shen Shen, heavy breathing, breathing has become a little rush.
"You, we are saying nothing here, strength is the biggest voice, the two people will start right away, who can win, who has the talent." Qiu nowhere to see the situation is wrong, not salty and not light .
"Kill!" Just at this time, Jingwutai uploaded a violent drink, and the figure of the ink rain moved immediately. The palm of the hand was shot, and the horror of the palm of the hand was like a big net, frantically covering the past.
Ink 曦 feels the oppression of the face, the beauty flashes, the phoenix power around the body quickly condenses, turned into a flame blade in the air
At the moment when the flames were emptied, the temperature of the space increased a lot. The Jingwutai seemed to have become a huge melting furnace, and the air showed a simmering state, which seemed to be burned by heat.
Ink 曦 曦 凤凰 凤凰 凤凰 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦 曦
She can feel that there is a powerful force in the body, the kind of hot power, like the sun, can almost destroy everything.
However, she has not yet fully realized the power.
"Boom!" A loud bang in the air, the flame blade D wears a palm, and it hits the ink rain.
"Well?" The ink rain trembled fiercely, feeling that the sudden fierce fire would almost burn him, and he couldn't help but scream, and then the whole body rushed out of the power, and the space of the gods opened.
But this is the case, he is still being able to retreat a dozen steps, his clothes have been burned seven seven eight eight, broken, extremely embarrassing.
The first confrontation between the two was actually a fiasco.
"嘶-!" Everyone saw this scene, and they took a breath.
The strength of the ink is too strong, and even a stroke will defeat the ink rain, the latter is still so embarrassed.
"I didn't read it wrong? Is this really the first genius of the Mohist school, one of the three most enchanting sorcerers of the sorcerer's sorcerer? It's too watery."
"Yes, just after the rain, the first shot was made by Mo Ruyi. If Ms. Ruan first shot, it is estimated that the ink rain is already a dead body."
"What is this three big enchanting, not as good as the three wonderful ones. It's a shame!"
For a moment, the audience was stunned, and all kinds of sounds were heard and settled in the ears of the ink rain, like a steel needle, stabbed in his heart.
Nie Tian looked at the scene on the martial arts stage, and there was no slight smile on his face, but he was even more worried.
The gesture of Mo Ruyi, although very strong, has no murder.
And after the ink rain is completely irritated, there will be no more scruples.
He can't do the phoenix soul, but he can't lose this battle.
"Ink like this, this is what you are looking for!" Sure enough, the next moment, the body of the ink rain shook, the anger of the whole body broke out, the eyes filled with Mori cold killing, and in his hand, there was a flame spear It is a nine-order emperor, a wolf-snake spear!
The ink rain did not think at all that the strength of the ink was so horrible to this point, when he was two times higher than the latter, even the latter could not stop.
The soul of the phoenix, really horrible!
However, his ink rain also has a card, that is, the nine-order emperor, the wolf snakes and spears.
It turned out that Mo Zhaojing gave the ink rain directly after getting the wolf snake and spear.
The greedy wolf snake spear spears at any time, but the level of the seal is in the hands of a god-wheeled warrior.
The seventh-order spirit is in hand, and the ink rain even has the confidence to challenge the high-order gods!
"It's awful!" Nie Tian saw the wolf snake and spear on the hand of the ink rain, and suddenly he sank in his heart, his face was a bit pale.
