Defending the Nine Heavens

The Gannapo tribe masters the art and culture of the eight tribes, and the note is born on the night when the moon **** descends, possesses the soul of the moon, and is the purest soul, but obviously, whether in the mandala or the human world, A pure soul is the easiest to be coveted.

　　 "I'm not sorry for Mo Tong, he will be very happy in the Budoyuan, he must be the number one master."

　　 Long Moore smiled slightly: "That's not necessarily true. There are still some masters in the human martial arts academy. I heard that His Royal Highness Karida graduated from the martial arts academy of Rose Academy."

"Ah, if you don't mention it, I forgot, sister Jixiangtian, who won the battle?" With the gossip on the face of the note, Kalida had been to the Mandala Imperial City and challenged everywhere. The prince was interested in Emperor Shitian. The battle between the two caused a sensation in the Blade Alliance and the Mandala Empire, but no one knew the result. After this battle, Kalida also left the Mandala Empire.

　　 Until now, Di Shitian has not married yet.

　　 After that, it was five years later when Karida went to Mandala again. There were various rumors about the expansion of the college's enrollment.

"You, don't gossip, study runes." Jixiangtian couldn't help pinching the cute little face of the notes. The only ones who can talk so casually in front of her are the notes. Don't look at the young notes, they are already He is a musician in the royal court and can enter and exit the palace freely.

　　 "Cut, you always think of me as a child, Mo Tong is the real child, I have grown up!" Note is very dissatisfied.

"His Majesty, it feels like it's almost over." Long Moore brought the topic back in time, and went to gossip. It was a bit of a rude to talk about the king of the Eight Tribes in secret. "In fact, even with Motong's strength, In the entire college, there are few that can compete with him."

　　 He is a nobleman of the "Dragon Elephant", but he is still incomparable with Jixiangtian. After all, he is the princess of the Celestial clan and the sister of Di Shitian, so noble.

　　 Jixiangtian nodded. She has time to come to the Rose Temple. Although she did not attend classes with ordinary disciples, she still has some understanding of the overall ability of the college.

　　 Frankly speaking, at least for the moment, there is still a certain gap between the quality of students, the quality of teaching, and the strength of the teachers. Of course, this is not the purpose of her coming here.

　　 There is a reason she has to come this time, which is related to the life and death of the Mandala Empire.

　　Hu~hu~hu~hu~

　　 The breathing sound on the field is getting heavier and heavier, evenly, and clearly audible, but it does not represent exhaustion. On the contrary, this is the breathing secret technique of Mahuraka.

　　 "Mahulaka's 100-breath tactics." Long Moore said with a smile: "It seems that the results are about to be divided."

The eyes of 　　 note flashed with anticipation, and I didn't know who was cheering in my heart.

　　Huhuhu...

　　 The sound of inhalation on the field that resembles a thunder, every additional breath, a slight change in spirit power will make Mo Tong's speed and strength stronger.

　　 When it reaches Hundred Breath, the quantitative change causes qualitative change. This is the moment when the 100 Breath warfare breaks out. Now, it has reached the number of 100 Breath!

　　 Motong’s pupils suddenly became shining, full of energy, and the spirit power of his whole body had been catalyzed to its peak limit after just a hundred breaths, making his power and speed nearly double in an instant!

　　 The skin of his whole body is gradually turning red, and his spirit power has become more dazzling and oppressive, but the guy on the opposite side is still a bit tricky.

Mo Tong doesn’t care about this. He’s in such a good state. He was vented by the **** Wang Feng’s stomach. The axe is getting lighter and lighter, and it feels better and better. Hammer him!

　　The breathing is accelerating, the blood is boiling, and Mo Tong is full of strength.

　　The axe chopping action is getting faster and faster, the intertwined axe light quickly connects into one piece in the air, and the strong air current is wrapped in it to force Hei Wukai back again and again.

　　 Boom boom boom boom!

　　 "Kill kill kill kill ~~~~~"

　　 Motong breathed like a cow, long and thick, and his whole body muscles bulged high. The speed of the tomahawk was getting faster and faster, as if there were more than a dozen handles slashing at the same time.

It can be seen that Hei Wukai’s carelessness was caught by Mo Tong, and the crazy battle axe was connected with one stroke, which was a series of oppression. It is only more surprising that Mo Tong, who seems to be completely suppressed by power, has no oppressive power, such an advantage. They can only constantly strive for their own initiative through the serial battle axe.

　　 However, the pressing strangulation of hundreds of axes in an instant finally really repelled Heiwukai, who retreated with a sliding step, but the instantaneous stiffness of his body still exposed Motong's attack that had not been completely removed.

　　 At this time, the Motong has gone out to sea like a dragon, rising into the air, waving two battle axes with his arms like a big Peng spreading his wings.

　　 Full blow!

　　 Moro double cut!

　　Roar~~~~

　　 The soul power of the whole body instantly poured into two Moro battle axes, shining with a strong light, as if two boosters were added to the axe handle, and it was instantly killed.

　　 At this moment, Hei Wukai, who was in retreat, suddenly showed a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, his body shook, and he was already in the next second, UU reading www. uukanshu. Com's left hand held the sword abruptly forward.

　　 Hmm...

　　 Mo Tong grinned, fucking, fucking, the violent spirit power hadn't been shot out, suddenly his chest was stuffy, and the spirit power was poured back. Although most of it was removed, his whole body was still numb in pain.

　　 Hei Wukai stood up slowly, and touched Mo Tong's head with a smile, "How many times have I told you, don't pose if you are not capable."

　　 The Eight Buddhisms also have distances, like Yasha and Mahuragya are relatively close.

　　 Click, click.

　　 Two axes fell on the ground, Mo Tong pointed at Heiwu Kai with a trembling right hand, and fell on the ground with his left hand clutching his stomach, rolling on the ground like a shrimp with only shrimp thread.

　　 "Ah, it's painful, it's painful, Hei Wukai, you shit, you have the ability to be tough with me, don't play these tricks, are you a man?".

　　 Hei Wukai smiled slightly, whistling nonchalantly, "What you can win is a good move, one thousand yuan, thank you for your patronage."

　　 "Patronize a fart, you are obviously a shame!"

　　 "Is it wrong?

　　 "I have no money!"

　　 "Speak a little bit!" Long Moore scolded: "Motong, don't make your mouth dirty, Your Highness is still here."

　　 Motong forgot to hit and hit, and quickly got up, sternly holding back, waiting for Hei Wukai, but Hei Wukai shrugged indifferently.

Long Moore shook his head helplessly. Hei Wukai is definitely an alternative. There is no doubt about his strength, but this character... really makes many mandala nobles uncomfortable. It feels that the elders are relieved when others come to the temple. When Hei Wukai came to Aurora City, many people were in awe. They really didn't know what King Yasha thought. If he let this madman go out, he was not afraid of causing international disputes.