Chapter 759: Third Grade Magic Soldier Moon Blade

Dreamy remnant sleep, sure enough!

"I know that I can't hide it from you, and the little girl didn't expect to defeat the first genius powerhouse of the gene system only by hallucination." Meng Canyue smiled.

With a snort, Zhan Wuji said with a slight disdain: "Spiritual illusion, Little Doyle. For people with strong mental will, it doesn't play much role at all."

"I think so too, so now, the little girl is going to be really serious~~"

After talking about Meng Wanyue, she slowly drew out an irregularly shaped long knife shining with milky white light.

When the final blade was completely unsheathed, a breath of dreams and sharp sharpness filled all those who looked at this magic weapon~~

Third grade magic weapon!

Waning Moon Knife!

Holding the Wanyue Knife in hand, Meng Wanyue's original dreamy and ethereal temperament has changed faintly, and it seems that there is more killing and sharp aura.

The look was extremely solemn, and the moment the opponent pulled out the magic weapon, Zhan Wuji felt the sharp aura on the Waning Moon Blade that threatened him.

The temptation of the two sides has ended, the unmatched fighting will has risen again, and Zhan Wuji has begun to gain momentum.

It was Meng Wanyue who took the lead this time.

The blade is volley, and the bright silver true essence is poured on the gods, adding a sense of cutting sharpness.

"The waning moon is like a knife, tearing people down, and the moon is light, like a dream~"

With the chanting of the waning moon in the dream, the waning moon divine soldiers moved up and sprinkled towards Zhan Wuji like a moonlight, without a trace~~

The way of the three runes portrayed by this long knife is sharp, hard, and mercury rushing to the ground.

So that the magic weapon has its own sharpness to cut everything and an attack like a mercury drop.

Even Zhan Wuji, known as the perfect genetic warrior, did not dare to take this trick.

With invincible fighting spirit, he chose to retreat for the first time.

This is the exact opposite of the scene in the dreamy remnant~

It wasn't until Zhan Wuji used his huge fighting intent to rise and shrink before he found a gap in the opponent's ubiquitous attack and started his hand.

And his strength as a genetic warrior has begun to show gradually.

Depending on the type of genetic reagent, the fighters of the genetic system will have great breakthroughs in strength, speed, agility, and resistance to blows.

The most powerful force of genetic warriors is M of the Human Galactic Federation*. The advanced and developed genetic technology far exceeds that of its member states.

And they divided the genetic warriors into 1-100 levels in total.

Among them, level 1-10 corresponds to level 1-10 of the Chinese ancient martial arts; level 10-30 corresponds to the Huang-level martial artist; level 30-50 corresponds to the mysterious level; level 50-100 corresponds to the earth level; Grade genetic warrior corresponds to the heavenly rank.

At this time, Zhan Wuji, if divided according to this standard, should be about fifteenth level. Slightly higher than the Wanwan Moon in the early stage of the Yellow Stage.

But the Meng Wanyue technique was magical and the magic weapon was extremely sharp, which made up for this gap.

The two have endless fighting spirit and amazing explosive power;

A dreamlike, magical soldier like a moon, but fought a lot.

"Chinese martial arts is magical and unpredictable, and genetic warriors pay more attention to the most fundamental power of the human body's genetic cells. Although the two are obviously different, their essence is to point to the root of a great road. The so-called three thousand roads, take a single scoop. Mo Wai is like this~"

Han Yu Xiaotian looked at the two on the ring and couldn't help but let out a general.

After all, Meng Wanyue's true element is limited, and he successively used special techniques that consume the true element. In the end, under the powerful pressure of Zhan Wujiquan like a cannon, she gradually couldn't hold it, and her dreamy remnants were also infinite by the opponent. Unable to compete in the fighting spirit, and finally regretted losing...