Chapter 2570

"You are a little more capable than I thought."

Seeing Qing Que who was seriously injured in front of him, Mo Qingyun smiled lightly, and rushed towards him again, saying: "Now, we are all seriously injured, and we can fight fairly."

Mo Qingyun's figure flickered a few times, and he arrived in front of Qing Que, and slashed at him with his sword.

Under Mo Qingyun's swinging sword, green bull sword lights rushed out like raging wild bulls.

Soon, these imposing green bull sword lights blocked Qing Que's escape route.

"Mo Qingyun, you are too deceitful!"

Seeing that his retreat was blocked, Qing Que was so angry that his face was livid, and he glared at Mo Qingyun with gritted teeth.

In desperation, Qing Que didn't dare to keep his strength, and a mysterious force erupted from his body.

This is the power of the Eucharist.

"The holy body, Qingqian actually has the holy body, this guy hides it really deep."

Because Mo Qingyun awakened the Eucharist, he has a very keen perception of the breath of the Eucharist.

Mo Qingyun asked curiously: "I don't know what kind of Qingqian's holy body will be, and what kind of ability it will have."

The holy body of Yanfeng Nugang!

As Qing Que activated the holy body, a deep phoenix cry came from his body.

Then the surface of his skin gradually petrified, as if wearing a stone coat.

drink!

Qing Que shouted angrily, and a violent rock gas layer quickly formed outside his body.

After urging the holy body, Qing Que clenched his fists and took the initiative to greet Qing Niu Jianmang.

When he came to the front of Qingniu Jianmang, Qing Que waved his fist and bombarded Qingniu Jianmang frantically.

Under the bombardment of Qing Que's fist, Qing Niu Jianmang collapsed one after another, turning into balls of holy power.

"Mo Qingyun, your supernatural power is nothing more than this!"

After dispelling Qingniu Jianmang, Qing Que had a dark expression on his face, and sneered at Mo Qingyun.

After Qing Que finished speaking, he took the initiative to rush towards Mo Qingyun, as if he wanted to fight Mo Qingyun to the death.

Seeing Qing Que rushing towards him, Mo Qingyun inserted the Shenyan Potian Sword, preparing to trap Qing Que.

The Divine Flame Breaking Heaven Sword was inserted into the ground, and the sword immediately glowed with light, and branch after branch of vines emerged.

Not long after, a rattan cage was formed, enveloping him and Qing Que in it.

Blue Ox Soaring to the Sky!

Mo Qingyun cast the Qingniu Ghost Wooden Curse to trap Qing Que, and he just attacked Qing Que.

Under Mo Qingyun's swinging sword, imposing green wood sword posts emerged from the ground one after another.

Facing the bombardment of the Qingmu sword stake, Qing Que was in a hurry, and was almost stabbed by the sword stake several times.

However, although Qing Que avoided the attack of the sword pile, he also fell into a passive state.

Xuanming palm!

Qingniu breaks the sky!

Exercising his supernatural powers to suppress Qing Que, Mo Qingyun didn't show any mercy, and immediately beat him up.

A flickering sword light and a cold palm shadow quickly bombarded Qing Que.

Faced with the bombardment of the sword light and the palm shadow, Qing Que's situation became more passive, and he was bombarded by the sword light and the palm shadow one after another.

bang bang bang...

The sword glow and the shadow of the palm bombarded the rock qi gang, and immediately made a series of sounds, and then collapsed one after another.

The sword light and palm shadow collapsed, but the rock qi gang remained motionless, without any damage.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Qingyun's expression changed slightly, and some surprise appeared on his face.

He didn't expect that Qingqian's defense was so strong that it could block the bombardment of sword light and palm shadow.

When Mo Qingyun was puzzled, Qing Que felt miserable and felt a sense of fear.

Although his holy body is powerful, the speed at which he consumes the holy power is terrifying.

In just a short moment, 30% of his holy power was consumed, which made him feel weak.

If he fought for another half a cup of tea, he might run out of holy power.

It is precisely because of the excessive consumption of holy power that Qing Que is in a hurry to fight, trying to force Mo Qingyun back as quickly as possible.

It's just that he didn't expect that Mo Qingyun's strength was so terrifying that he still suppressed him.

"Mo Qingyun, with your attack, it has no effect on me."

Although he was very flustered and anxious, Qing Que still pretended to be calm, and played a psychological battle with Mo Qingyun, saying: "I advise you, it's better to retreat early, don't push me into a hurry."

After Qing Que finished speaking, he stood in mid-air, looking down at Mo Qingyun indifferently.

Hearing Qing Que's words, Mo Qingyun snorted coldly immediately, and his fighting spirit became even higher, saying: "Huh! If you want me to retreat on my own initiative, you can't do it like a turtle. Since one attack can't break your Shell, then I will come twice, three times..."

Xuanming palm!

Qingniu breaks the sky!

After Mo Qingyun finished speaking, his figure moved and rushed towards Qing Que again.

Facing Mo Qingyun's attack again, Qing Que's expression immediately showed some panic.

Qing Que's performance did not escape Mo Qingyun's eyes, and he caught it right away.

Mo Qingyun noticed this, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Qing Que, you seem to be scared. It seems that you are only strong on the outside, not as powerful as you say."

"You... you're talking nonsense..."

Faced with Mo Qingyun's questioning, Qing Que's expression twitched, and he became even more flustered.

His trick was seen through, and his situation was even worse.

Seeing Qing Que's performance, Mo Qingyun's guess became more certain.

Knowing this, Mo Qingyun stopped thinking about it and just continued to attack crazily.

Under Mo Qingyun's crazy attack, his supernatural power became stronger and stronger.

Gradually, his comprehension of the two supernatural powers actually improved significantly.

The momentum of Qingniu Jianmang became more and more concise, and the attack became more fierce, with stronger penetrating power and destructive power.

As for the number of Xuanming Palms, they also increased from twelve to forty-eight.

"You... You actually improved your understanding of supernatural powers during the battle with me."

Seeing Mo Qingyun's actions, Qing Que's face turned pale, feeling a sense of despair.

His strength is getting weaker and weaker, but Mo Qingyun is getting stronger and stronger, which makes him feel desperate.

Under the ebb and flow, he is destined to be tragic and fall under Mo Qingyun's sword.

Qing Que thought of this, and immediately lost his fighting spirit, and begged Mo Qingyun for mercy again: "Mo Qingyun, I have obtained three kinds of sword tactics in "Nine Fang Shenniu Sword Jue", if I promise to let me go, How about I give you three kinds of swordsmanship?"

"Three types, this guy's luck is so strong that he has obtained three types of sword tactics."

Hearing Qing Que's words, Mo Qingyun's expression was shocked, a little surprised by the situation.

Of course, when Mo Qingyun was surprised, he was more excited and looking forward to it.