I Obviously Just Want To Be a Dragon Chapter 243

I don't know how long it took, but the constant roaring and exploding mountains gradually calmed down.

The battlefield has turned into a scorched earth.

Between the mountains and fields, there are flames burning everywhere, and there are also scorch marks, as if they were ravaged by artillery fire.

"Ha ha..."

The sound of violent gasping reverberated in the air slightly, coming from the two mouths facing each other.

Su Ming and Mo Leng knelt down on one knee, leaning on a knife, and barely stood with scars all over their bodies, but they were also breathing heavily, and it was obvious at a glance that the consumption was very high.

The battle had already passed for about ten minutes.

After ten minutes of fierce battle, both sides of the battle seemed to be exhausted and exhausted.

The visible lines on Su Ming's forehead have disappeared.

His spiritual power needs to be supplied to Xiao Hai'er. This will be used to activate the pattern and use spirituality to fight. Naturally, it will consume more energy. If the use is not cancelled, the spiritual power will not be enough to support Xiao Hai. Evolved.

Therefore, as early as three minutes ago, Su Ming had to cancel the use of the tattoo, which greatly reduced the power of spirituality.

On the other hand, Mo Leng was also in a bad situation.

The use of Jianwen will consume a lot of spiritual power. The longer it is used, the greater the consumption. Relatively, the same is true of the demonization, which is on the same level as Jianwen.

If it wasn't for Mo Leng himself being a five-star hunter, with more magic power than a normal four-star hunter, he would probably not be able to maintain his demonic form any longer.

Of course, at first glance, Mo Leng seems to be in better condition than Su Ming, at least he can use his awakening ability, but in fact, Mo Leng is the one who is in worse condition.

There was no way. During the fierce battle, Su Ming seemed to have been confronting Mo Leng head-on, and he continued to fight with him under the condition of being violently crushed by Mo Leng. All kinds of spiritual techniques were cast on Mo Leng's body, and Mo Leng was bruised all over his body.

I have to say that this tactic is terrible, because you don't know when the other party is fighting with you, and it will release spirituality.

In the situation of close hand-to-hand combat, a sudden burst of spirituality came over, even the fastest hunter could not escape.

Even an existence like Lord Crow can't escape the spiritual attack that Su Ming suddenly released, let alone Mo Leng?

If it wasn't for Su Ming's spiritual power to maintain the evolution of Jianwen and Xiao Hai'er, Mo Leng might not have been bombarded by various spiritual techniques, but by Su Ming's direct use of advanced spiritual techniques.

That's the real horror.

Even so, Mo Leng, who was not attacked by Su Ming's advanced spiritual technique, was still seriously injured.

This made Mo Leng both shocked and angry.

"Why? Why can he use so many different spiritual techniques?"

To be honest, Su Ming's spirituality feast really scared Mo Leng.

It's not that Mo Leng has never seen an advanced warlock, and it's not that he has never seen a spiritual art that is more powerful than these, but he has never seen a warlock who can use so many different sequences of spiritual art like this.

There are many types of spiritual techniques, including attack, defense, auxiliary, seal, and even more subtle branches such as single attack and range attack, and a hundred kinds of spiritual techniques are combined into a seemingly limited one. , in fact a very large system.

On the other hand, a warlock can generally only practice one or two types of spiritual techniques, depending on the different directions he is good at, the level of talent potential, the amount of energy and other factors, and each type of spiritual techniques will not exceed Ten kinds.

In view of this, even an advanced warlock would be able to know more than a dozen kinds of spiritual arts at most, and no more than 20 kinds at most.

The president of the Warlock Guild, known as the strongest warlock in Longyao City, the only six-star warlock in Longyao City, relying on the rich collection of the Warlock Guild, his own talent and years of painstaking practice, he is also the only 6-star warlock in Longyao City. He has learned forty-eight spiritual arts, less than half of the total.

Even so, the president of the Warlocks Guild was regarded as the master of the most spiritual techniques in Longyao City.

What about Su Ming?

As far as the spiritual arts that Mo Leng has personally eaten, there are no less than thirty kinds.

How old is he?

How old is he?

How could he use so many spiritual techniques?

What is even more terrifying is that this person is still a dual professional. The ability of the warlock is so terrible, and the ability of the hunter is not at all inferior.

If nothing else, the terrifying power that can wipe out all the senior professionals of the Mo Family is enough to overwhelm all excellent hunters.

In addition, this person seems to be a four-star professional. He has not yet reached his own star, but he has been able to push himself to this point. Mo Leng really does not want to believe that there are such monsters in this world.

If such a monster is discovered by Mo Leng in normal times, then he can only take two measures.

Either absolutely do not offend the other party, or even try their best to win over.

Or it is to risk everything and do whatever it takes to obliterate the other party.

But now, the former is no longer possible, and only the latter measures can be taken.

At least, Mo Leng can't sit back and watch such an existence become the enemy of the Mo family no matter what.

The killing intent in Mo Leng's heart was boiling, and he could not wait to tear Su Ming to pieces on the spot.

But unfortunately, it seems that he can't do this easily.

This made Mo Leng almost crazy.

"It's only one step away... Why is there such a monster that I didn't know about before to stop me...!?"

Just one step away, the bloodline of the Nightmare Seed can be taken into the bag.

Just one step away, the Mo family's long-cherished wish will be fulfilled and the past glory will be regained.

Just one step away... just one step away...!

"Is even fate going to stop us!?"

Mo Leng felt aggrieved in his heart and was furious at the same time.

"No! I will never admit it!"

As of now, it is impossible to give up no matter what.

There is no turning back, and regret is absolutely impossible.

"Even if you sacrifice everything, you must achieve the Mo family's long-cherished wish!"

So roaring in his heart, Mo Leng took out a bottle of medicine.

Needless to say, it was an alchemical potion.

At the last moment when the oil was almost exhausted, Mo Leng finally stopped holding back and was ready to break out with drugs.

"Don't think about it!"

Seeing this scene, Su Ming naturally couldn't watch his opponent taking drugs.

As a man who once relied on drugs to defeat powerful enemies, he knew very well how effective a bottle of alchemy potion could be at the critical moment of the battle.

So, Su Ming almost didn't even think about it, and stopped.

"[One Style·Flying Arrow]."

At the moment, Su Ming used the lowest-sequence spiritual technique that almost didn't take any time to prepare, and let the invisible shock wave shoot out like a bullet, slamming into Mo Leng's hand.

"Bang!"

The invisible shock wave hit Mo Leng's palm very smoothly, knocking the alchemy potion in his hand flying.

"what?"

Mo Leng was shocked, and when he saw the alchemy potion let go, he immediately prepared to fly over to catch it.

At this time, a sound of breaking air struck.

Mo Leng's heart tightened, he stopped abruptly, and turned around.

The goal was an alchemy long knife that shot like lightning, and the tip of the knife continued to expand in Mo Leng's pupils.

At the critical moment, Su Ming, just like Mo Leng before, directly used the alchemy weapon as a throwing prop and the Huo Leng as a hidden weapon, and shot it fiercely at Mo Leng.

The chill ran through his body, causing Mo Leng to turn his broad sword and slash at the incoming alchemy long sword.

"Chong-!"

In the exploding Mars, the alchemy long sword exuding a scorching aura was bounced off by Mo Leng's sword.

But behind the alchemy long sword, fire arrows came crashing down.

"[Thirty Styles Burning Bird Sing]."

Su Ming used the last spiritual technique, causing the fire arrow to slam into Mo Leng's body one by one, like a chirping bird, with fire waves and high temperature.

"Boom bang bang bang bang!"

A burst of small explosions immediately appeared all over Mo Leng's body.

"Uh ah ah ah...!"

Mo Leng was bombarded with wailing and screaming. If he was struck by lightning, he couldn't help but stumble back. Blood was spattered all over his body, which was extremely miserable.

The constant bombardment of this style of spirituality finally became the last straw that overwhelmed Mo Leng, which made Mo Leng's knees soften and fell to the ground on the spot.

The sharp pain hit his mind, leaving his mind blank for a moment.

That is, this moment of blankness completely established the result of this battle.

"Pfft!"

Mo Leng only felt a flower in front of his eyes, a pain in his chest, and an alchemy long knife pierced through his body and came out from behind him.

Blood spilled on the ground.

"what...?"

Mo Leng stopped all movements and stared blankly in front of him.

There, a figure appeared out of nowhere.

The dark skin is covered with lines of flickering blue light.

The red pupils flashed with an icy luster.

The demon with wings behind his back held an alchemy long knife and penetrated Mo Leng's chest.

Besides Su Ming, who else could it be?

At this moment, Su Ming finally resorted to demonization.

"I didn't want to use this, because my current state doesn't seem right."

Su Ming's voice entered Mo Leng's ears.

His demonization is very powerful and terrifying. Even the existence like Lord Crow is horrified. If he uses it, he is afraid that even Mo Leng, who has entered the demonization state, will not be his opponent.

But Su Ming didn't intend to use demonization in this battle.

It's not because the consumption of magic power is too amazing, but because Su Ming's demon transformation is to allow the whole body to obtain the power of the right hand, so that the power characteristics of the right hand are spread all over the body.

This was when the Devil Emperor Sword had an abnormal reaction, and he didn't even want to use the power of his right hand, so it was naturally hidden by Su Ming, so as not to cause inexplicable symptoms.

But this time, Su Ming had to use it.

"You are more difficult than I thought, should it be said that you are only one step away from the six stars?"

In the face of such an existence, without the use of demonization, without the use of the right hand, most of the spiritual power cannot be used, and it has to be provided to Xiao Hai'er. This is to completely establish victory, and it can only be said that Su Ming is whimsical.

Seeing that Mo Leng was even planning to take drugs, and Su Ming, who had been unable to win this victory, finally made up his mind and resorted to devilish transformation.

"Congratulations, you managed to force out my full strength."

Saying this, Su Ming pulled out the alchemy long knife that stabbed into Mo Leng's body.

"Boom..."

Mo Leng fell to the ground on the spot, and blood gradually spread under his body, turning into a pool of blood, which looked extremely shocking.

It was undoubtedly fatal.

As a result, Mo Leng's demonization began to fade, and the appearance of the one-horned ghost gradually disappeared, returning to its original appearance.

"you you..."

Mo Leng stared at Su Ming, vomiting blood, and stretched out his hand in Su Ming's direction, as if trying to catch him.

However, the gradually disappearing strength and life made him unable to do even this.

Su Ming also took a step back, and the demonization of his whole body quickly subsided, and he also returned to his original appearance.

"Ugh..."

At the same time, his right hand suddenly became hot again, so terribly hot that Su Ming couldn't help but stretch out his left hand and grab it.

Facts have proved that Su Ming is not unfounded.

Once the Demon Transformation is used, the whole body acquires the characteristics and power of the right hand, and the Demon Emperor Sword that resides in the right hand will also resonate, releasing violent power fluctuations just like when using the [Silver Arm].

Although this power fluctuation is very subtle and not very strong, the hot right hand is telling Su Ming that the power is indeed causing some unknown impact on him.

"It seems that after I go back, I have to find a way to find out what happened to this situation."

Su Ming frowned, ignoring the scorching right hand and looking at Mo Leng.

The consciousness of the Mo Family Patriarch also seems to have become blurred.

He no longer paid attention to Su Ming, but extended his hand in the other direction.

In that direction, the blood energy soaring to the sky is still raging, telling others that Xiao Hai'er's evolution is not over yet.

Mo Leng stretched out his hand in that direction, as if trying to grasp some hope.

That persistent appearance made Su Ming feel pity.

He didn't know what kind of determination Mo Leng was holding to restore the family.

He didn't even know how much Mo Leng had paid for this purpose.

He only knows one thing~www.mtlnovel.com~ you are unfortunate. "

Su Ming said so.

"What you want at all costs, that happens to be mine."

If there is something wrong with Mo Leng, it is only this.

If it weren't for this, he might have achieved his goal long ago.

Su Ming had only one word to say.

"Remember to tell your family in the next life, don't just teach you to restore any family, but also teach you the basic upbringing of not looting other people's things."

Leaving such words, Su Ming put away the fire horn and turned to leave.

As if he hadn't heard Su Ming's words, Mo Leng stretched out his hand in the direction of the blood.

In the end, the hand dropped slowly and landed in a pool of bright red blood, unable to move any longer.

Chapter end