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Chapter 161 One person is the moat

On the battlefield, Mo Xuan and Xuanyuan Hao challenged hundreds of kings and princes under the sixth rank, including the sixth rank.

Xuanyuan Hao holds the Imperial Salute, which increases its power by 10%, and can also be killed by the sixth rank.

Mo Xuan is also extremely terrifying, with his magic power blooming, just like a demon king who came to the world. Even without the magical weapon in his hand, he can still counterattack the two realms and kill two fifth-grade kings and princes.

The talents of these two people are shocking.

Let me ask, if you look at the land of a hundred countries, how many people can compare with this kind of talent for counterattack? I am afraid that only the real peerless monsters in the land of a hundred countries can be compared with them.

However, looking at the hundreds of countries, how many peerless monsters are there?

This battle is simply heart-shaking.

Even the marshals of the two dynasties exclaimed secretly in their hearts, fortunately there are many powerful princes, otherwise it would be unknown who will die in this battle.

No matter what the outcome of Mo Xuan and Xuanyuan Hao was, their names would definitely shock Daxia, Dayan, Tubo, and the three dynasties. The records of this battle were also destined to be recorded in the history of the three dynasties.

At this moment, Mo Xuan saw that Xuanyuan Hao was surrounded by dozens of princes and was trapped in a terrifying battle formation and was injured in many places. Mo Xuan immediately moved closer to Xuanyuan Hao.

He can die, but Xuanyuan Hao cannot die.

Protecting Xuanyuan Hao was his lifelong mission, and this was the idea that the Mo family instilled in him since childhood.

He was born for Xuanyuan.

"Those who block me will die!" Mo Xuan shouted loudly, and the magic power soared into the sky, and the demon blood in his body roared wildly. A terrifying magic power storm swept over, and he snorted coldly: "Kill!"

The sound fell, and Mo Xuan's eyes were scarlet.

Dong ~

Immediately afterwards, he took a step forward, locked a fourth-rank prince and killed him directly.

The gun came out and the storm broke out.

"How could it be so easy!" The leader of the prince shouted: "Four Great Vajra Formations!"

Dongdong ~

When the sound fell, the four of them were in their own positions, and their aura changed. The endless Buddhist sounds lingered in the sky, and the Vajra Formation exploded, and the four of them all increased a lot.

Even these four kings and princes were covered with golden armor and their Sanskrit was flowing all over their bodies.

The eyes of the leader of the prince showed a cold and slaughtering voice.

The next second, Mo Xuan was completely enveloped by endless golden light, and it seemed as if he was under pressure from tens of millions of pounds of pounds of pressure on his shoulders.

"Roar!" Mo Xuan roared, and with a step forward, a destructive power raged around him as the center, as if breaking through the Vajra defense, causing everyone to tremble in their hearts, and a strong aura.

This is certainly just a third-rank prince who can release it.

Mo Xuan didn't care about so many, and the guns broke out out of thin air and had already locked the man.

"Change the formation!" The leader's prince shouted loudly, and the four of them changed instantly, causing Mo Xuan to lose his shot. Immediately afterwards, a King of Kings on the right side killed Mo Xuan with one palm.

The aura of the Vajra Formation continued to fall on Mo Xuan.

Suddenly, there were a series of Buddhist sounds in Mo Xuan's mind, as if thousands of Buddhas were chanting sutras.

At this moment, there were endless "卍" characters condensed around the Vajra Formation. Every time the four of them suppressed their palms, they condensed into a swastika. This is the terrifying point of the Vajra Formation.

Moreover, this Vajra Formation was formed by the condensation of four fourth-grade kings and princes.

It can be seen how terrifying the formation is.

"Silence!" Mo Xuan snorted coldly, dark gold demon patterns flowing around his body, and his battle robe was fierce. In an instant, behind Mo Xuan, there seemed to be a phantom of a demon lord standing up, as if it was his martial soul.

Yes, this is Mo Xuan's martial soul, blooming from his life palace.

The soul of life is the foundation of a warrior.

And Mo Xuan's soul is indeed innate.

This is what it is born to be.

The soul of life blooms, like Mo Xuan completely transforms into a demon king. At the moment of killing those swastikas, the soul of life behind Mo Xuan was slapped with Ling Tian, ​​and Boom Boom~

A series of loud noises shook the void, and the falling swastikas exploded in the sky. Mo Xuan's gun trembled in his hand, and took advantage of the opportunity to attack, pull out a magic light and locked in a fourth-grade king.

Puff ~

The gun is coming and kills.

In an instant, the four major Vajra arrays cracked, the sound of the void disappeared, the swastika was shattered, Mo Xuan stepped on his big foot, the magic power wiped out everything, and the battle spear locked another person, making the man's expression suddenly pale.

In an instant, he immediately slapped out with a palm.

Bang ~

The moment his palm print bloomed, it was destroyed by Mo Xuan's gun, and a destructive force burst out, and the man's body was directly lifted out.

Mo Xuan's burly body pulled out a afterimage. Before the man's body could fall to the ground, Mo Xuan's spear fell into the man's eyebrows.

Bang ~

The head exploded, and the fourth-rank prince had no complete corpse.

Once the Vajra Formation was broken, the fourth-grade kings and princes were like ants.

What a terrifying counterattack power this is?

After killing two powerful princes and princes of fourth-ranks, Mo Xuan did not stay in place for a long time, and immediately stepped towards Xuanyuan Hao, which was unstoppable. On the way, several third-rank princes of third-ranks were like ants under Mo Xuan's gun, and were all shot by Mo Xuan.

Boom ~

But at this moment, a palm seal suddenly suppressed Mo Xuan Lingtian. Mo Xuan looked shocked. The battle gun swept across, but was suppressed by the palm seal. Mo Xuan felt that the battle gun in his hand was buzzing and cracks had already emerged.

"Break!" The powerful man who was raiding Mo Xuan with a big hand, bang bang~ Mo Xuan's gun completely broke, and the remaining power directly knocked Mo Xuan back several steps, causing blood to overflow from his mouth.

A sixth-rank king?

Mo Xuan stared at the front and saw an old white-haired man standing with his hands behind his back, standing in front of him, one person could defeat thousands of troops. In an instant, Mo Xuan felt a huge pressure falling on his shoulders and suppressing him.

"I want to see if you can counterattack the two realms!" The old man kept taking steps, and the earth cracked wherever he passed, and the momentum of the sixth-rank prince rushed straight into the sky.

This scene made Mo Xuan look extremely ugly.

It seems that a sixth-rank prince, who is standing in front of him, is a natural barrier that cannot be overcome.

The old man with white hair continued to speak: "You should be worth it if so many powerful princes die at your hands!"

The old man's voice was rolling, deafening, and it kept coming into Mo Xuan's mind. Mo Xuan's blood roared, and the power of the demon rushed into the sky. His blood was still burning, and his blood was burning, and he was exhausted.

However, Mo Xuan didn't care about these things at all.

His only thought was that Xuanyuan Hao could walk out of here alive.

"Kill!" In an instant, Mo Xuan shouted, demon armor was produced in his arm, dark gold aura flowed, and a punch rushed forward. The old man snorted coldly: "Only overestimate one's own ability!"

The sound fell and the old man suppressed it with a palm.

Boom ~

A loud noise broke out in an instant, and a wave of destruction rose up around the center of the two.

Puff ~

Mo Xuan spurted out a mouthful of blood and his steps kept retreating. The sixth-rank prince was really too strong.

One person is a natural barrier.
Chapter completed!
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