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  Chapter 237 Mo Ya's Escape (First Update!)

  Upon hearing this, the three fighting kings looked grim and changed the direction of their fighting spirit, wanting to use defensive fighting skills, but it was too late.

  Although Su Yun was emitting snowflakes, the essence of them was clusters of extremely icy fighting spirit.

  But there was no sense of drifting, and the speed was extremely fast. The three fighting kings had missed the best opportunity if they did not choose to resist at the first time.

  One piece of snowflake after another touched the bodies of the three fighting kings, and exploded immediately the moment they touched.

  "Boom, boom, boom..."

  The power of each snowflake explosion was impressive, and a single snowflake could cause some injuries to a fighting king.

  What's more, there were so many snowflakes that when they exploded together, the three fighting kings were seriously injured.

  What's more serious is that the icy fighting spirit contained in the snowflakes is still constantly eroding the three fighting kings, weakening their fighting power again, leaving only about 30%.

  Su Yun flashed a satisfied smile on his face, and with a wave of his left hand, he melted the ice layer used for defense.

  The snowflakes came from one of his high-level fighting skills of the mysterious level, Qingshuang Bailu.

  This fighting skill is a group attack fighting skill. With his current cultivation level and the blessing of the cold jade, it is quite powerful.

  But if that were all, it would not cause the three fighting kings to be seriously injured at once and their fighting power would be greatly reduced.

  The most important thing is that the timing was right just now. The three fighting kings were caught off guard and took it hard, which is why it was so effective.

  In stark contrast to Su Yun's good mood, Mo Ya's face was gloomy. He cursed the three fighting kings in his heart as trash for being so easily beaten and seriously injured.

  After the battle just now, he also understood that this person's combat power was far superior to his.

  If he fought alone, he would probably be defeated by him soon.

  While Mo Ya was alert to Su Yun, he glanced at the battlefield between the Little Medical Immortal and the Great Elder.

  In his opinion, the Great Elder's cultivation reached the Nine-Star Fighting Emperor.

  Even in the Black Emperor Sect, he was the strongest person under his father.

  Even if the woman had a strange aura and could not tell the truth from the false, she would not be the opponent of the Great Elder.

  I just need to hold on for a while longer, and wait for the Great Elder to defeat the woman. The Black Emperor Sect will still be victorious.

  With this thought in mind, Mo Ya looked at another battlefield.

  Just this look made Mo Ya's face even uglier.

  Damn it, what is the Great Elder doing? Why is he being beaten? !

  The Great Elder was also in great pain.

  The poison of the Evil Poison Body is so strong that even if the Little Medical Immortal does not use powerful fighting skills, but only uses some mysterious fighting skills, he has to resist it with all his strength.

  Otherwise, once the remaining poison enters his body, his body will be eroded.

  After that, he will have to use some fighting spirit to drive it away, and his fighting power will be weakened, and he will be completely dragged into the opponent's rhythm.

  "Distracting yourself in a fight is not a good habit, Master Mo."

  Su Yun flashed and appeared behind Mo Ya like a ghost, slashing with his long sword, aiming for Mo Ya's head.

  Mo Ya's face was horrified, and he reacted quickly.

  He raised his palm, and the fighting spirit gathered in it, and a strange force emerged, intending to resist Su Yun's attack.

  The icy sword energy on the cold jade was very sharp, and instantly cut off Mo Ya's strength and chopped it onto Mo Ya's hands.

  The cold jade and Mo Ya's hands touched, and Mo Ya felt the bone-chilling coldness coming from his palm, and immediately increased the transmission of fighting spirit.

  Su Yun exerted force on his wrist again, and the icy fighting spirit was also infused into Han Yu, and a strong wave was transmitted between the two.

  Mo Ya gritted his teeth, used his body skills, and retreated explosively.

  This also neglected the defense on his palm, and Mo Ya's palm was immediately covered by a layer of ice, and blood was spreading in it.

  "Friend, you have to think it over.   

  You are also clear about my identity. If anything happens to me, you will be hunted down by a powerful Dou Zong master! "

  Mo Ya's face was ashen, and while threatening Su Yun, he gathered his fighting spirit madly in his palms, trying to block the bone-chilling cold and dissolve the ice on his hands.

  Su Yun's face instantly showed a sneer, and he did not comment on Mo Ya's words.

  Su Yun sneered at the fact that

  he knew how to make a fuss when he couldn't beat him. He didn't have the idea of ​​killing today. The most urgent thing was to deal with Han Feng.

  The Black Emperor Sect had to be put aside.

  But since he was here, it would be unreasonable not to leave something behind.

  Su Yun's mind moved, and the energy of heaven and earth instantly surged, and continuously gathered towards the cold jade sword in his hand.

  Mo Ya's face suddenly became pale . Change, with such fluctuations in the energy of heaven and earth, he is going to use earth-level fighting skills!

  Damn it, what does he want to do, is he going to kill me!

  At this time, the three seriously injured fighting kings flew in front of Mo Ya, their breath weak.

  A flash of surprise flashed across Su Yun's face, so loyal?

  Mo Ya's face lit up with joy.

  These three fighting kings were personally selected by their father from a bunch of children when they were young, and they were trained with emphasis.

  Unlike those fighting kings recruited from outside, they are extremely loyal, which is why these three were sent to his side.

  At the critical moment, these three people will give up themselves and fight to the death to buy time for him to escape.

  "Young master, hurry up, leave this to us!"

  One of the fighting kings said to Mo Ya with a serious expression.

  "Okay! "

  Mo Ya turned around and ran without saying anything, and at the same time put away his evaluation of the three wastes.

  You are all good, I will definitely collect your bodies later!

  Su Yun raised his eyebrows. Since these three people ran out, there is no need to think about holding back.

  "The Extremely Cold Sword!" "The

  Extremely Cold Sword" is a low-level earth-level fighting skill. Su Yun picked it out for fusion earlier, but he has never used it.

  This fighting skill is not that powerful when taken out alone.

  This fighting skill is a prerequisite for another fighting skill, but these are all later stories. Now the power of the "Extremely Cold Sword" is already fully sufficient.

  Su Yun waved the cold jade and cut out a The icy sword's terrifying power made the three already seriously injured fighting kings look determined to die.

  The three took the initiative to move forward, rushed towards the icy sword's light, and used defensive fighting skills to block it as much as possible. After all, Mo Ya behind them had not escaped far.

  The sharp sword's light, carrying a terrifying icy aura, broke through the three people's defenses like a rotten wood, and passed through The bodies of the three were instantly frozen into ice sculptures.

  The three fighting kings only had 30% of their strength left, so the power of their defensive fighting skills was naturally greatly reduced and had little effect.

  After the ice sword passed through the three people, its power decreased slightly and it killed Mo Ya.

  A piercing coldness came from behind, causing Mo Ya to turn around subconsciously.

  Seeing the amazing power of the ice sword, Mo Ya was shocked.

  Garbage, still garbage.

  The three men couldn't even block one attack, wasting the resources of the sect in vain!

  Mo Ya immediately gave up the idea of ​​collecting the bodies of the three men.

  Fortunately, he had managed to melt the ice on his palm during this time.

  Mo Ya mobilized the energy of heaven and earth, and his fighting spirit circulated wildly, performing a low-level earth-level defensive fighting skill.

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