Chapter 171 Black Flame
"Brother Mo Ming, his defense was actually broken!" All the Mo Jiao clan members were stunned.
"How, how is it possible? We are the Black Dragon Saint Clan! That guy is just a human!" Someone screamed in horror.
"Could it be...isn't Brother Mo Ming of royal blood...?"
With a snap, the person who said this was slapped hard on the back of the head by the person next to him: "How is that possible! He is not of royal blood, are you? Be careful what you say!"
The person who just spoke suddenly fell silent, knowing that he had said the wrong thing.
But even so, the people of the Mojiao clan still couldn't believe it. The demon clan already has an advantage due to their physical strength, not to mention that they are the Black Dragon Clan with strong bloodline.
What's more, they also have a trace of true dragon blood blessing.
Seeing everyone's shocked and demented expressions, Xuan'er's little face raised slightly, and the corner of her mouth curled up into a smile.
Of course, Mo Ming knew that his scales had been blasted by Ning Wuxie's fists, and when he heard the surprised sounds of the people behind him, he felt his cheeks were ashamed and became even more angry.
"Mouse! Come out!"
He straightened up his upper body and roared around. At the same time, he also discovered strange fluctuations in the space.
He subconsciously rushed there, but Ning Wuxie moved too fast, and he missed again.
But at this time, Ning Wuxie's chaos walking reached its limit, and his figure gradually emerged from the chaos, like peeling off transparent oil paint, appearing in front of everyone's eyes bit by bit.
"He's there! It's really him!" Everyone exclaimed.
"What kind of spell is this? I don't understand how he escaped from the sweep!"
The limit of chaotic shadowless movement is that the body is completely hidden in the chaos and becomes invisible. This intangibility is truly invisible and will not have any collision with real objects.
It is equivalent to decomposing the body and melting it in the air, but it can still move freely.
This is an effect that can only be exerted by Ning Wuxie, who is a corrupt body of chaos and is harmoniously integrated with the true energy of chaos.
In this way, he avoided the iron tail that Mo Ming swept over. Ning Wuxie walked directly towards Tiewei without any injuries.
Of course, such a move cannot be used often. After all, even a chaotic body is a solid material body and cannot withstand being hidden in chaos for a long time.
"Xiao Chong, you are very good at hiding!" Mo Ming roared angrily, standing upright with his upper body, feeling extremely oppressive.
Two attacks were dodged and he was injured by Ning Wuxie, which made him feel that his face was greatly damaged, especially in front of his colleagues.
As a member of the royal family of the Mojiao Clan, I have a blood relationship with His Majesty Mo Xiang. Even among the holy guards, he is admired.
He also believes that as he grows up, the royal bloodline will make him more powerful than other ink dragons, and he may eventually become the captain of the Saint Clan's guard, or even the captain.
Originally, when he heard that the third princess asked him to defeat this human race that appeared out of nowhere, he was sure of victory. In his opinion, Confucian disciples have always been talkative.
But now, the situation seems to be slightly beyond his control.
"I originally wanted to play with you, but you don't seem to appreciate this opportunity very much!"
"Since you are so anxious to seek death, then I will help you!"
Mo Ming roared angrily, and his figure suddenly jumped up from the spot, flying in the air. The body of the four-clawed ink dragon is coiled, overlooking the ground, with the sun behind it, like a god.
"Luoyan!"
Mo Ming opened his bloody mouth and looked up to the sky, as if he wanted to swallow the sun.
A black mist emerged from his mouth, surging and churning. But it doesn't seem like mist, but a physical thing, like a liquid, brewing and increasing in Mo Ming's mouth.
Ning Wuxie retreated cautiously, Wu Tianhua Ri Gong was activated, and he pinched two stars in advance and hid them in his hands.
"This kid really pissed off Brother Mo Ming, and he actually used Luo Yan!"
"He is really dead now. I can't imagine how Brother Mo Ming could lose!" everyone shouted.
Chi Lian and Xuan'er nervously watched Mo Ming's moves on the field. Mo Xin also clenched his fists, silently cheering for Ning Wuxie.
Lu Qiong, who had been sitting on his luxurious car without saying a word, finally had a strange expression on his face.
He stared intently at the black flame brewing and churning in Mo Ming's mouth, just like a poor man staring at gold ingots and a sick man staring at medicinal soup.
There was a trace of obsession and shock in his eyes, as well as other complicated expressions.
Ning Wuxie also saw clearly at this time that what was rolling in Mo Ming's mouth was clearly black flames.
In his previous life, he had also heard of the reputation of Black Flame, which was the racial magical power of the Mojiao clan. Before they obtained the true dragon bloodline, the Mojiao clan relied on this technique to dominate the northeastern part of the Lingwu Continent.
Black flame is an extremely intense and heavy fire. It is intense because its temperature is extremely high, better than lava, and it is extremely difficult to extinguish.
To say it is heavy means that once it is stained by something, it cannot be thrown away. It will be like a drill bit, falling straight in, and will not stop until it burns through the target.
Therefore, Ning Wuxie immediately paid 120% of his attention and stared at the black flame in Mo Ming's mouth.
boom!
The next second, Mo Ming's mouth was like a volcano erupting, and black falling flames sputtered out like a goddess scattering flowers, facing the sun and scattering in all directions.
The black-gray mist envelops the real black flames, making it difficult for people to distinguish, and the gray and black things pour towards Ning Wuxie's head.
Naturally, Ning Wuxie would not be stupid enough to test whether the black flame was as powerful as the legend.
The black flame was heavy in mass, and he was worried that the ordinary star-absorbing power would not be effective.
Therefore, he prepared many stars.
Ning Wuxie opened his hands, and in an instant, dozens of stars flew out from his upper body.
The stars are all dark inside, only outlined by a ring of white light on the outside. They are the same no matter what angle they are viewed from, as if they are forever suspended on the surface of the world.
The stars are not flying in the sky haphazardly, but forming a constellation.
In an instant, an invisible force of repulsion formed above Ning Wuxie's head, like a transparent barrier.
I saw the billowing black flames falling, and when they reached the constellation above Ning Wuxie's head, they seemed to have fallen into stagnant time and space, their speed slowed down suddenly, and finally they stopped, suspended in the air.
They should have fallen due to gravity, but were repulsed in the air by Ning Wuxie's star repulsion.
Mo Ming's originally fierce and joyful eyes were completely stunned after seeing this scene.
what happened!
Why doesn't Luo Yan fall down? !
The Mojiao clan members who were watching the battle also burst out in shock. Mo Xin and Lu Qiong's eyes widened, and Chi Lian couldn't help but cover his mouth.
Only the smile on Xuan'er's lips became even more proud, and her hands were already on her hips.
Ning Wuxie controlled the stars forming a constellation to tilt slightly, and saw the black flames hanging on them slowly sliding towards the lower side, like water on a table, falling on the ground beside Ning Wuxie, and instantly Burn the earth to liquid.
Although the black flames were heavy, they had to have an attached object before they could drill in. Ning Wuxie fixed the black flames directly in the air and dumped them aside like trash.
Mo Ming's eyes kept flashing with shock. Seeing Ning Wuxie get rid of the black flames, he hurriedly returned to fighting state.
"Okay, okay, this is how you play, right?" He said through gritted teeth.
"It seems that I did underestimate you."
"Next, I will do my best, I hope you can hold on for a little longer!"
Ning Wuxie frowned when he heard this and snorted coldly: "It's been a long time and you haven't used your full strength yet."
"Do you have such a thing as full strength? Are you going to make amends for yourself when you say your last words before you die?"
He couldn't bear it anymore and complained.
Mo Ming was stunned for a moment, and his face stung with embarrassment. What he just said was to save himself in front of everyone.
"Ning Wuxie! Your madness today is finally over!"
He looked up to the sky and roared, hovering in mid-air, like drawing a bow to gather strength, and then suddenly swooped down from the air and shot towards Ning Wuxie!
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