1983: C1983 Warfare(part iii)

C1983 Warfare(part iii)

It had to be said that Liu Mingchuan's courage was indeed commendable. After all, there was an insurmountable gap between earth and sky origin. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible for even Peak Of Earth Yuan to compete against one.

But the current Liu Mingchuan had lost his temper because he was an idiot, using the Rainbow Cloud Sword in his hands, he wanted to fight Mo Ang head on.

Furthermore, looking at Liu Mingchuan's attitude, he did not plan to use the Tao technique that Ye Qian had given him, but instead prepared to use the Rainbow Cloud Sword in his hands to cut this fellow in front of him.

Seeing the splendor soaring up to the sky, the current Mo Ang was first stunned, and then he became alarmed in his heart: "Artifact? Is it a magical equipment? "

However, very quickly, the corner of Mo Ang's mouth once again revealed a hint of a smile, "Stinking brat, no wonder you dare to be this arrogant. So you actually had a magical artifact supporting you."

After a moment of silence, Mo Ang continued: "For such a high quality artifact to end up in your hands, it's truly a waste. It's better to just let this old man keep him."

Although Mo Ang was born with the Saint Fist Sect, and had punched everyone in the world, this did not mean that Mo Ang did not know what was good for him. After all, he was an old monster who had lived in this world for all these years, so he could still differentiate between good and bad about the treasure in Liu Mingchuan's hands.

And just when Mo Ang was eager to take Liu Mingchuan's life and take the Rainbow Cloud Sword away, Liu Mingchuan also sneered, the sword in his hand released a bright light, and said: "Soaring Dragon, come out."

In an instant, the entire Guan Yan's House was filled with storm clouds and streams of roars of dragons rose and fell one after another.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Ang was enveloped by millions of Sword Qi.

With regards to this, Mo Ang was also slightly shocked, and thought: Brat, at least you have some ability.

Although the current Mo Ang praised Liu Mingchuan's method in his heart, his mouth was filled with disdain: "What bullsh * t sword technique, it's only trying to make a fool out of the masses, nice looking but useless."

As he spoke, Mo Ang lifted his hands, and instantly, his fists gathered countless amounts of spirit energy. That terrifying power shot straight into the clouds, and immediately shattered the Sword Qi formed by Liu Mingchuan.

Immediately, the overflowing fist force rushed towards Liu Mingchuan, but Liu Mingchuan could only retreat. Boom!

Facing Mo Ang, the current Liu Mingchuan was at a disadvantage because of his cultivation level. If he had reached the Sky Origin Stage, he wouldn't have been suppressed to such a state by Mo Ang.

Just when Liu Mingchuan felt that he was about to suffocate, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and said: "I say, brat, you're too weak. You can't even stop a mortal like me, do you need this king to help you?"

It was obvious that the owner of this voice was none other than Liu Mingchuan's mount, one of the Tiger Demon King s who possessed the Golden Demon Island of one of the Four Great Demon King s.

Although Tiger Demon King disdained Liu Mingchuan's cultivation level and realm, after being together with this brat for a long time, Tiger Demon King had more or less fallen for him, who had a free and easy personality. At the very least, being together with him was much more lazy and free than being with Ye Qian.

However, the current Liu Mingchuan was extremely stubborn, and directly rejected Tiger Demon King's request to help: "Stupid tiger, can't you speak a bit less sarcastically? Hmph, I can deal with this guy in front of me, I don't need your help. "

"A stubborn mouth!"

Seeing that Liu Mingchuan did not want him to take action, the Tiger Demon King also muttered and did not say anything else. After all, the Liu Mingchuan right now was far from the time of life and death.

Moreover, Tiger Demon King and Liu Mingchuan had signed a blood contract on Demon Clan. As long as Tiger Demon King did not die, Liu Mingchuan would not have any problems.

Just as the Tiger Demon King and Liu Mingchuan were talking, Mo Ang's fist force had become even more ferocious.

The fist force that filled the sky flew up and down, and at times, Liu Mingchuan could not even see where Mo Ang's fist was located at.

Facing this kind of powerless situation, Liu Mingchuan could only wave the Rainbow Cloud Sword in his hand and resist.

During this period, anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that Liu Mingchuan was simply carrying on with his life on the line, and that every single move and movement of his was at a disadvantage. If the Rainbow Cloud Sword's edge wasn't too sharp and forceful, preventing Mo Ang from getting close, Liu Mingchuan would probably have already been a dead man by now.

Of course, this scene had also entered the eyes of everyone in the Sky City.

Towards Mo Ang, the Great Monk Tian Zhi could only sigh and say, "Amitabha, Mo Ang is indeed a rare genius with a hundred years of Saint Fist Sect. With his cultivation coupled with his powerful fist force, ordinary people would not even be able to match up to him.

The Great Monk Tian Qi was subtly provoking Ye Qian. His meaning was clear, and he was still hoping that Ye Qian would stop.

Although the Great Monk Tian Qi had already predicted that Liu Mingchuan would lose, he did not think that Liu Mingchuan would die. After all, with Ye Qian here, even if they were thousands of miles apart, he still believed that Ye Qian had the ability to save Liu Mingchuan. Thus, he was not worried about this at all.

As for Kou Zhentian, he now looked at Ye Qian with a puzzled expression, and then continued: "Lay Buddhist Ye, didn't you just say that Benefactor Liu was teaching you dao? I think he probably learned a lot of techniques from you, why? Why, why is he suddenly hiding so well, if you use a technique, with Benefactor Liu's cultivation, he can at least contend against Mo Ang for a while, but he only uses martial arts, why is he striking a rock with an egg? "0

Kou Zhentian's question also pointed to the doubts in his heart.

In fact, Ye Qian was also puzzled, the techniques that Ye Qian had passed on to him could be said to be diverse and powerful. If Liu Mingchuan was able to use it well, he would have no problem fighting a Mo Ang even if he was a level higher.

So at this moment, Ye Qian was also confused, what was this Old Liu thinking?

"Is this Old Liu reacting too weakly in battle, or does he have other plans?" While looking at the Mystery Light Microscope, Ye Qian frowned, as though even he could not understand Liu Mingchuan's current thoughts.

And just when Ye Qian and the rest were completely focused on the movements of Falling City, the silver screen on the side of Fan Cheng exploded as well.

After they faced each other for a while, Lang Ya and Xiao Tongxun finally made their move.

However, the battle between Lang Ya and Lang Ya was not as simple and crude as Liu Mingchuan and Mo Ang. After all, one of them was an outer sect expert who practiced martial arts, while the other one was the undying body of the Body Training. If the two of them were to fight, it would be a purely physical contest.

"Fight!"

Following a furious roar that shook the world, Lang Ya's figure flashed across the snowy plains like light, and that fist force directly struck towards Xiao Tongxun who was in front of him like a galloping horse.

At the same time, Xiao Tongxun also trembled, and said: "What a fast speed."

Towards Lang Ya, who was rushing over like a wild horse, Xiao Tongxun did not dare to underestimate him. After all, the cultivation that Lang Ya had just displayed had already entered the Sky Origin Stage, and he was someone at the same level as himself. If one did not have the strength to absolutely exterminate someone of the same realm, then no one would underestimate the qualifications and courage of someone of the same level.

After a long roar, Lang Ya's figure had already appeared in front of Xiao Tongxun, and he did not give Xiao Tongxun any chance to react at all, as Lang Ya took the opportunity to punch him.

This punch, Lang Ya did not have any Cultivation Methods, it was just a punch with the power of the body.

And Xiao Tongxun was the descendant of the Saint Fist Sect, when he saw that Lang Ya was going to fight him barehanded, he was first excited, and then he felt a sense of anger, despised by his opponent.

"Humph, fight with this old man. This old man wants to see if your fist is this tough."

Both of Xiao Tongxun's legs gently stepped backwards as he placed both of his fists on the bridge and then, threw a backhand punch towards Lang Ya. Both of their fists collided amidst the snow and ice that filled the sky, and a loud explosion rang out.

The pure white snowflakes began to dance in the air as the two fists collided.

After the punch, Xiao Tongxun felt a slight strain on his body. He looked at Lang Ya with his eyes hidden behind the veil and was shocked, but he could not believe what he was seeing: "So, such a strong power, is this guy even human?"

On the path of cultivation, Xiao Tongxun believed that no one under the heavens could surpass Saint Fist Sect in terms of fist techniques or external techniques. After all, Saint Fist Sect trained the body's functions to the extreme, becoming an extraordinary existence.

And when Xiao Tongxun and Lang Ya exchanged fists, his firm belief immediately wavered, because at that moment, the Blue Sword Chief who appeared in front of him, whether it was speed or strength, seemed to be much stronger than him, and if it was him alone, he would not be a match for him.

Just as Xiao Tongxun was in a daze, Lang Ya stepped forward once more. "Good, good, good.

Lang Ya's Fighting Spirit had already been completely ignited, he did not give him any chance to rest or think. At that moment, Lang Ya was battling, fighting, and fighting non-stop against his enemies.

As their fists and feet collided, the two figures flew up and down the entire ice plains. It seemed like they were evenly matched as they exchanged blows.

Just as Lang Ya and Xiao Tongxun were fighting to a standstill, the Falling City on the other side, the current Liu Mingchuan, was already spent.

Facing Mo Ang's moves that were pressing down, Liu Mingchuan had already been forced into a corner, and the Rainbow Cloud Sword in his hands had begun to tremble after countless collisions.

On the contrary, at this moment, Mo Ang was becoming more and more valiant, he punched through the air straight towards the Rainbow Cloud Sword in Liu Mingchuan's hands, and his other fist went straight towards Liu Mingchuan's chest without any warning.

Obviously, Mo Ang's thoughts were already clear, this time he wanted to snatch Liu Mingchuan's magical equipment, and also want Liu Mingchuan's life.

Seeing this scene, even Tian Qi and Kou Zhentian panicked for no reason. The two of them directly gazed at Ye Qian, because they knew that if Ye Qian did not make a move, Liu Mingchuan's little life would probably end up in his Falling City.

However, right at this moment, the person in question, Liu Mingchuan, suddenly became motionless, with his eyes closed, as though he was waiting for his fate to end. However, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, and revealed a sly smile.

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