In the battle on the other side, Dou Mu Hao was still struggling to support him. He and Xiao Yuhe had already fought more than two hundred moves. After comprehending the incomparability, Dou Mu Hao thought that although he was not the best player in the world, at least he did not. Can be ranked in the top five. After all, people like Lightning Mink and Ji Haifeng are still very few. But Dou Muqi couldn't think that the battle between himself and Xiao Yuhe would be so difficult and embarrassing.
Xiao Yuhe's martial arts definitely does not belong to any school within the known range, but he is definitely not a wild way. Dou Muqi only feels that Xiao Yuhe's palm is getting heavier and heavier. After he barely takes a palm, there are always waves in his throat. Sweet, it would be fine if both lose and lose, but Xiao Yuhe seems to be okay, he doesn't seem to be tired at all, what it was like before 200 strokes, is still what it was now. Every move is so precise and destructive as ever.
Dou Muqi's face became more and more ugly, and the world in front of him had slowly darkened, and his moves and defenses seemed to be the instincts of the body, and were not controlled by his brain. In fact, the only thing the brain can do now is to silently record this amazing battle.
"Vajraman, but Erle." Xiao Yuhe suddenly said this in spite of the danger of discouragement. You should know that the aura of a master is always tense when he moves. It is a big taboo to speak. The pain and exhaustion that could have been endured will suddenly surge up, and those who have been repeatedly overdrawn will begin to be in debt. In short, once you speak, the battle is often over. Either you die or I die.
Of course, it was not Xiao Yuhe who lost. He will not be easily taken care of by a King Kongman. Seeing that Dou Mu Ha has more and more flaws, Xiao Yuhe has lost the confidence to continue, like a lonely cat tired of the game of teasing mice, and finally made a decision. End this farce. The seemingly ordinary palm rolled out slowly, there was no thunder-like muffled noise, no whirring noise, and no amazing prelude, but Dou Mu Ha was hit by a thousand-ton hammer on his chest. , The whole person flew backwards heavily.
Dou Muqi was aware of Xiao Yuhe's killing intent before he could let it happen. His unconscious brain suddenly became sober. He was sure that he had no ability to resist this style. He couldn't even dodge it. That's right, this move was natural. At least for this moment, at least for the current Dou Mu Hao, this move is invincible.
Dou Mu Hao made the most correct and most helpless choice. He withdrew his arms, put them on his chest after overlapping, and then abruptly received this palm. With a "click", Dou Mu Ha only felt that the bones of his arms were completely broken like disposable chopsticks, and then he was blown away by the wind like a torn sack, and he was ravaged in the air to his heart's content. The internal organs became a ball, as if it was about to squirt out of the mouth in the next moment. Dou Mu Hae even felt that he was pressed down to the thickness of a piece of paper, and the ribs on his body seemed to disappear. The beating of the heart, the contraction of the lungs, and When there is severe pain, it is so clear that I can even see the peristaltic internal organs. This is of course his illusion, because in fact, only for a moment, Liu Jinlong caught the flying Dou Mu Hao in the next moment, and the two of them went backwards for seven or eight steps before they stopped. To be precise, they fell backwards. Now, a butt sat on the ground, and Liu Jinlong only checked whether the guy was still alive, because he felt that he should be dead. He didn't even notice that his two fingers were misplaced due to excessive force.
"Alive, he's still alive!" Liu Jinlong said in surprise, ignoring the rest, he was going to find Lao Jing in his arms, only to find that Jing Muyan and Doctor Mo did not know when they had already arrived on the scene. "Hurry up and save people!" Jing had been ready to rescue him a long time ago, but found that Dou Muqi waved his hand, indicating that he could not die for the time being, because there were many things that were more worthy of attention than his life and death. Just where he fell, Dai Junchou and Xiao Yuhe stood facing each other.
"Is he crazy! Just his two blows, to deal with that lunatic?" No matter how much Liu Jinlong admires Dai Juncai, he can't believe that Dai Juncai is Xiao Yuhe's opponent. This is simply a fantasy.
"We should have confidence in him. He never does things that are uncertain." Old Jing said so, but he didn't know that when he said this sentence with a vibrato, after all, Dou Mu Xiao Yuhe was the first to be beaten like this. With such a person, can he really handle it
"Cough cough, cough cough." Dou Mu Hao coughed a few times to remind everyone that there is still a critically ill patient here. Doctor Mo quickly squeezed the Jiuhuihui Soul Pill into his mouth, which was considered to have temporarily suspended his life. As for the broken bones, this was not a matter of a moment. Even Dou Muqi himself allowed to divide everyone's hearts at this moment, because the most thrilling duel was about to begin.
Xiao Yuhe looked at his old enemy quietly, he was not at all tired, as if he was not fighting a master like Dou Mu Ha just now, but was as relaxed as he had just returned from a walk with his little daughter from the park, and his shirt was still flat. Snowy white, although there were a few mud spots on his pants, the trousers line was actually quite straight. Of course there would be no injuries on his body. For him, this battle was just difficult for children to play. On the other hand, Dai Juncai’s clothes were already broken and ill-formed, except for the mud and blood. His face was deeply tired, his eye sockets were sunken, heavily dark circles, and several new injuries had scabs, and several of them. Blood is still leaking out, and the shoes on his feet have been cracked. This is like a famous kingpin, and clearly a beggar.
So the beggar spoke on behalf of Junchoi: "The Hundred Poison Envoys are already dead, the Yin and Yang Envoy was smashed by the golden sword drinking blood, the Soul Control Envoy failed the illusion and was killed by your ineffective subordinates, and the Divine Sword Envoy was gone by me without whereabouts. , The only one who controls the beast is my defeated commander. You have lost this battle. Look, there are all my people around here, and you are already alone." Yeah, that’s what it looks like. The embarrassed guy caused the death gate to lose so many elite soldiers and powerful generals, which brought the ultimate disaster to the death gate.
"As long as I am still there, there will be no loss at the death gate; even if I am gone, the death gate will not lose." Xiao Yuhe said leisurely, as if everything were in his calculations. "The Five Envoys of the Destiny Gate are just killers who come out of the purgatory. What a pity if they die. As long as I am here, as long as the Great Dark Sky is still there, the Destiny Gate will not lose. You must lose. Xiao Yuhe saw that Dai Junchou was unconvinced, smiled and opened his hand, pointing to the camp behind him, "I know you must have sent a lot of people to attack my rear. I want to make a bet with you. Who is the one who can come here in the end?"