Chapter 5309: 5309 Not waiting for him to come up with the answer

  Chapter 5309 5309 Didn't wait for him to come up with the answer

Cheng Mofeng's expression was stagnant at the time. Although with their cultivation level, they could not exhaust all the holy energy in the body with a single shot, but it would take a while to lift the holy energy again after the sword, but this fat white man has five swords in succession. There is no pause in the middle of the shot, as if his holy spirit is endlessly flowing like a spring in the mountains.

  Cheng Mofeng asked himself, even with the cultivation base of his seventh emperor sage, he would definitely not be able to do this, but he did not know how the fat white man of the sixth emperor sage in front of him did it.

   Before he could come up with an answer, Fatty Bai’s long sword had been hacked again without stopping.

  Cheng Mofeng did not make a mistake like Tang Yongxing's. Seeing that the situation was a bit wrong, he didn't dare to hesitate, so he immediately raised the holy energy and shot again. However, Fatty Bai's counterattack came too fast, and he couldn't condense the holy energy to the extreme, and the power of this sword was somewhat discounted.

  Only four swords were used, and Fatty Bai blocked his sword. He still didn't stop at all, even before he stopped, he launched a counterattack again.

  Sword beams slashed out like a storm, and in the air, sword beams violently collided and turned into thousands of streams of light.

  In the beginning, Cheng Mofeng still had the upper hand, but soon, his advantage became smaller and smaller. There is no way, every time he shoots with a sword, he always needs a little time to condense the holy energy. If the time is not enough, the sword power will become weaker and weaker, and Fatty Bai's successive shots did not give him enough time to condense the holy energy.

  Five swords, four swords, three swords, two swords, one sword! In the first confrontation, Fatty Bai needed five consecutive shots to stop him with one sword. The second time, he only needed four swords, and then three swords, two swords, and one sword!

  Finally, the sword light dissipated, and the two ancient long swords faced each other. At this moment, Cheng Mofeng finally realized that it was not good.

The holy energy is like a flood that bursts from the other side’s long sword. Cheng Mofeng wants to retreat, but he dare not retreat, because the two sides are close at hand. As long as he retreats half a step later, the surging holy energy is possible. Condensed into a light, it pierced his heart, and even blasted him out of his bones.

   In desperation, he can only run the holy energy with all his strength and inject the long sword in his hand.

If it is an ordinary fight, even if you lose, as long as the difference in cultivation level is not big, there is a chance to survive, but the situation is different at this time. The distance between the two is too close, and the competition is no longer a sword skill, but a pure holy energy. There is no doubt that defeat will die, and the situation is extremely dangerous.

  Mo Feng is not worried about the process. After all, he is the seventh rank of Emperor Saint, and the holy side is only the sixth rank of Emperor Saint. Unfortunately, he soon knew that he was wrong. The other party's holy spirit, which is the clear spring in the mountains, is clearly vast rivers and boundless seas.

This kind of pure holy energy competition without sword skills is extremely lossy, but in a moment, the holy energy in Cheng Mofeng's body has been consumed seven or eighty-eight, but the holy energy flowing through the long sword is still so surging. , As if endless!

  Boom! There was a muffled noise in his body that only he could hear. The surging holy energy eventually poured into his meridians, into his five organs and six internal organs, into the vitals of his heart.

  Except for the desperate cry of sorrow before he died, he never even had time to say a word, and he was born to life forever. Only his eyes were wide open, and he was full of unwillingness.

  (End of this chapter)