"Xiao Mo, can you do it!" Lin Que looked playful, and stretched out his right thumb to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Mo Jun took a deep breath.
He knew that Lin Que, a pervert, could not be compared with other teenagers.
"The battle has just begun!"
Lin Que's eyes froze.
Feeling the soul power flowing around Mo Jun, it has reached level 40.
Not daring to laugh and laugh, Lin Que released all the 21st level soul power in his body, vigilantly perceiving Mo Jun's every move.
"The third soul skill, Blast Fist!"
"The first soul skill, soul breaking!"
Lin Que and Mo Jun both released their soul skills.
The two soul skill fist seals collided together, melting the surrounding snowflakes.
Click!
Lin Que's condensed bluish-red fist prints were cracked like spider webs, and instantly collapsed.
Poof!
After the Ice Fist shattered the soul ability, it charged at Lin Que and punched Lin Que in the stomach.
With a sweet throat, he spurted out a mouthful of hot blood, which splashed on the snow.
"Are you OK?"
Mo Jun was startled, and hurried forward to check on Lin Que's injuries.
"Indestructible demon body!"
"Vajra Eight Forms!"
At the moment when Mo Jun was about to approach Lin Que, Lin Que suddenly burst out with an astonishing soul power.
sneak attack!
"The fourth soul skill, Blizzard Rage!"
Sensing the danger, Mo Jun's body tensed subconsciously, his soul power poured out without reservation, turning into a torrential snowstorm, raging towards Lin Que.
boom!
Lin Que was hit by the wind and snow on the plane tree, and a pile of snow fell on Lin Que's head.
Hasty!
Stealing chickens is not enough to lose rice.
But fortunately, Lin Que felt that the Qi and blood in his body had reached a peak.
With a thought.
The skin all over his body turned silvery.
Mo Jun frowned, after such a fight, the color of his skin can still change?
"continue!"
After finishing speaking, Lin Que jumped up and wrestled with Mo Jun.
"So strong!"
Mo Qingcheng stood in the dark, shocked in his heart.
After Lin Que's skin turned silvery, his fighting power surged several notches, and his strength was almost equal to that of Mo Jun.
Moreover, every time Lin Que attacked, the fierce moves always made Mo Jun, the instructor, unable to resist, and retreated again and again.
Whenever Mo Jun wanted to use his soul skills, Lin Que would interrupt him with close combat.
In fact, Mo Jun was also aggrieved.
Soul skills cannot be used, and it is almost impossible to defeat Lin Que in hand-to-hand combat.
This guy is nothing short of a monster.
Terrifying fighting experience, without any flaws or loopholes at all, if it weren't for his soul power, which is more than 20 levels high, I'm afraid he would have been defeated long ago.
The weirdest thing is whenever he puts all his eggs in one basket.
Lin Que could always find a loophole, take off his strength, use his strength to hit him.
Don't talk about Wude!
"The fourth soul skill, Blizzard Rage!"
Finally, Mo Jun found a gap and directly unleashed the strongest move.
However.
There was a ripple in the space in front of Lin Que, and he disappeared in place, and his soul skills were swept away.
"That's it?"
Lin Que appeared behind Mo Jun with a look of disdain.
A space-type soul skill!
Mo Jun's face darkened, and it was almost impossible to fight this fight.
I am a forty-seventh-level spirit controller, but I can't even deal with a 21st-level brat.
What a shame!
do not fight!
"Little Mo, come on, let's continue." Lin Que said, pointing at Mo Jun.
Also hit a dick!
Mo Junli ignored Lin Que, patted the snowflakes on his body, and was about to leave.
Damn, I haven't been beaten enough yet.
Don't even think about running!
"Don't run away, keep fighting!" Lin Que moved to Mo Jun's side, grabbed Mo Jun's arm and said.
Seeing that I have just broken through the silver body, I can't just let people go like this.
"piss off!"
Mo Jun exuded monstrous soul power, and directly knocked Lin Que into the plane tree.? Spit blood.
That's how it feels.
Beer is great!
It's so cool!
"Lin Que!"
Mo Qingcheng saw Lin Que spitting out blood and looking sluggish, so he was anxious, and hurried out of the darkness, and stepped forward to help Lin Que.
"Are you OK?"
Lin Que trembled as he was hugged by Mo Qingcheng.
smell good!
So soft!
"I'm so dizzy, I feel uncomfortable all over, cough cough!"
Having said that, Lin Que spit out another mouthful of blood, and poured it into Mo Qingcheng's arms, which became even more fragrant.
Could this be the legend.
Drunk lying on the lap of a beauty, wake up and take power in the world?
Good Bashi.
Do you want to pretend to be dizzy and let Xiao Qingcheng breathe alone?
"Ah, Lin Que, you are bleeding."
Mo Qingcheng exclaimed, seeing scarlet blood flowing from Lin Que's nostrils.
Lin Que: It's embarrassing, I'd better faint now. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com