If there is a choice, Yang Kai is more willing to deal with the latter between a Mo tribe domain master and an eighth-rank Mo disciple.
Although the methods of the 8th-Rank Mo disciple are more unpredictable and weird than the domain masters, and they are fundamentally human and know how to play with people's hearts, but Yang Kai would rather face an 8th-Rank Mo disciple than To face the Mo tribe domain master.
He has the secret technique of fighting bulls, which is based on the law of space, specifically for the small universe of the open sky realm, and he uses the weak to defeat the strong.
In the big caves and blessed lands, there are also some secret techniques that are specifically aimed at the small universe of the open sky realm, but after so many years, Yang Kai has never discovered any secret technique that has its own occult secret technique that has outstanding effects.
It's a pity that his secret technique needs to be motivated by the law of space, except for him, no one else can practice it.
Moreover, as the light of purification became popular in the major passes, the number of Mo disciples on the battlefield became less and less, and the various secret techniques aimed at the small universe on the human race's side also lost their usefulness.
The Mo people have no small things, and this type of secret technique is useless against the Mo people on the battlefield.
Yang Kai hadn't used the Secret Technique of Bull Fighting for many years, and he still remembered the last time he used it to deal with the Blood Crow in Broken Sky.
It took hundreds of years to perform this secret technique again.
Although he hasn't practiced for a long time, the stronger his own strength of the secret technique, the more powerful it will naturally be.
When he sensed that his opponent was an 8th-Rank Mo disciple, Yang Kai decided to use the Secret Technique of Bull Fighting to make a final decision. Of course, there were some reasons why he was not as strong as the opponent before, and it was intentional to paralyze the opponent. Let these eighth grade Mo disciple relax their vigilance.
Although the power of this secret technique is good, it will take some time to use it.
The profound meaning of the Secret Technique of Bull Fighting is to trace the roots and bombard the enemy from the source-Xiao Qiankun.
This requires a process and time. Using Yang Kai's current seventh-rank Kaitian cultivation base to trace the power source of an eighth-rank Mo disciple, it takes almost a stick of incense in time.
And it has been so long since he played against each other, just right!
It is difficult for the ordinary 7th-Rank to hold an incense stick under the hands of an 8th-Rank Mo.
The successful display of the Bull Fighting Secret Art means that the outcome of this battle is doomed.
These eighth-rank ink disciples have to break through ten thousand magic with one effort, and Yang Kai has to fight him with wits and courage. This is also a necessary choice when the realm is low.
The long sword pierced Yang Kai's chest, and the eighth-rank Mo disciple seemed to be able to cut Yang Kai in two with a fierce swipe, but he had no chance.
Because just when he thought about it, there was a surging and fierce force that burst open in Xiao Qiankun, and in a short time, Xiao Qiankun was turned upside down and turbulent.
The instability of Xiao Qiankun directly caused the strength of the eighth-rank Mo disciple to lose his strength. At this moment, he could hardly hold the sword in his hand.
With this good opportunity, Yang Kai wouldn't have missed it. With a fierce punch, he blasted the head of the 8th-Rank Mo disciple close at hand.
With his current cultivation base, coupled with the terrifying power conferred by the body of the dragon vein, at such a close distance, if the opponent receives such a punch, his head will be blown open.
It was an eighth rank. At this critical juncture of life and death, the huge sarcoma on his shoulder that looked like another head suddenly exploded, and the extremely strong ink power poured out from it, like liquid, turning into a hideous mouth. Swallow Yang Kai's fist.
The sudden change made Yang Kai also startled.
He didn't expect the sarcoma on the opponent's shoulder to have such a weird ability. He always thought that this sarcoma was just a sequelae left by the opponent's use of the power of Mo to break through his own shackles.
The fist blasted into the huge mouth that the power of ink turned into, and Yang Kai suddenly felt an extremely sticky feeling. Every time he blasted forward, the power on the fist weakened by one point.
By the time Yang Kai hit the eighth-rank Mo disciple's head with a fist, the destructive power contained in his fist had been cut by half.
Even though it was cut, this punch still blasted the eighth-rank Mo disciple out, but the scene that exploded his head as expected did not appear.
The long sword was taken out by the old man's upside-down figure, and the blood rushed from the wound, and Yang Kai couldn't help but snorted.
But at this moment, he didn't have time to care about his injury, and finally used the Secret Technique of Bull Fighting. If he couldn't solve him before the opponent completely recovered, all his previous efforts would be wasted.
Yang Kai estimated that his secret technique of hitting bulls could only affect the opponent's Three Breath Kungfu at best!
So while the old man flew out, he also stepped out. Under the ups and downs of the law of space, the whole person followed the old man like a tarsal maggot.
The law decision changes, and the mighty power of the small universe gushes out like a flood from the sluice.
The big day jumped up, and the golden crow cried.
Yang Kai grabbed Da Ri with one hand and slammed down the old man.
The moment the old man was blasted out, he was alert to Yang Kai's movements.
Xiao Qiankun was in constant shock at this moment. It was the most fragile time in his life. He didn't expect that the opponent's 7th-Rank Open Heaven would force him such an 8th-Rank to such an extent.
What a shame!
All the previous feelings of love and talent have long since disappeared, and now only the life of the other party can wash away his own humiliation.
The other party followed closely, and once again displayed that magical power like a big sun.
I have to say that the power of this supernatural power is indeed very strong, even his eighth rank does not dare to underestimate it. However, in the battle of talents, this kid has already used it once, so the old man has a strong view of the power of this big day. Having already understood something, it is natural to know how to resist.
Unable to wait for Xiao Qiankun to regain his calm, the old man bit his tongue and spewed blood from the long sword in his hand. The blood was gone into the sword, and in an instant, the dim sword body shone brightly.
With the help of his own essence and blood, the old man slashed forward with a sharp sword.
This sword was enough to break through the opponent's great sun magical powers. Although it would definitely hurt both sides, it was better than being beheaded on the spot.
As long as he waited for a moment, his Xiao Qiankun returned to calm, and his opponents who suffered heavy losses one after another let him knead.
However, when he cut out with this sword, he was shocked to find that another force suddenly emerged.
If the feeling of the great sun's magical power is extremely hot, then the feeling of this power is as cool as water.
After the dazzling day, there seemed to be a round of full moon lifted into the sky, and was captured by the seventh-rank youth in the other hand.
Sun Moon Qihui!
The old man has lived for so many years and has never seen such a marvelous sight. When he was amazed, he felt a sense of crisis. He immediately shouted, and the long sword in his hand became more and more fierce.
He didn't know what magical power his opponent was displaying, and he might feel that this magical power could not be blocked by his current state.
Therefore, we can only seize the opportunity to gain that ray of life.
When the old man's long sword was cut out, with the help of the big sun, Yang Kai had already urged Yuehua to be like water.
The left hand captures the big sun and the right hand captures the full moon. When the hands are closed, the yin and yang meet, the sun and the moon intersect, turning into a spinning top, and the law of space is fierce and ups and downs.
In the darkness, there was an extremely mysterious power ups and downs, and the invisible and invisible power permeated all around with the sun and the moon as the center.
Space seems to be broken, time seems to stop.
The eighth-rank ink disciple who handed out the long sword forward, his only one eye was full of horror. At this moment, he felt that his thinking seemed to have stopped, and everything around him was quickly moving away from him.
He had never felt like this before, and it made him extremely panic.
Seeing that the force field of the sun and the moon turns into a spinning top to envelop himself, he has no room to escape.
It seemed just a moment, and it seemed that thousands of years had passed.
When the sun and moon light shining in the void was annihilated, the old man still maintained the posture of the sword. The long sword was only three inches away from Yang Kai's forehead.
Yang Kai's complexion was pale, his breath wilted, his chest was wounded by the long sword, and blood was still flowing non-stop. On the forehead straight and lower abdomen, there was also a long sword remaining, and the flesh and blood rolled over, looking miserable.
"What kind of supernatural power is this?" Eight-Rank Motu suddenly asked.
Yang Kai lowered his eyes and replied, "Sun Moon God Wheel!"
"It seems like the mystery of time and space?" 8th-Rank Mo disciple asked again.
"It touches the fur." Yang Kai nodded.
The eighth-rank Mo disciple didn't say much any more, just slightly nodded, slowly retracted his long sword, just sat down cross-legged, his eyes closed slightly.
"Mo will be eternal!" He whispered softly.
When the words fell, the whole person suddenly turned into quicksand and drifted away like a statue that had been eroded by the years for thousands of years.
Only the dim long sword was left.
Affected by the power of time and space in the Sun Moon God Wheel, this long sword has completely lost its spirituality, except for its better material, nothing else.
The Eighth-Rank Motu was still able to feign death to escape in the chaotic battlefield like before, but at this moment he was already dead and could no longer die.
Yang Kai suddenly felt an unprecedented exhaustion, which made him feel weak and staggered down.
Narrow win!
If the Sun Moon God Wheel hadn’t been able to solve the opponent, then Yang Kai would have nothing to do, because the old man’s small universe, which was shaken by the Secret Technique of Bull Fighting, would soon calm down again, and he would be able to display his own power. strength.
Fortunately, the old man had a preconceived idea, and when he saw the big day, he thought that Yang Kai had used the magical power of the Golden Crow to cast the sun, but he did not know that after the Golden Crow casts the sun, there is still a moonlight like water.
He tried to squirt out his blood to deal with the Golden Crow Casting Sun, but was caught off guard by the Sun Moon God Wheel.
Xiao Qiankun's power didn't renew, and he was hit face to face by Yang Kai's most powerful assassin. How could that eighth-rank Mo disciple have any luck
Lying quietly in the void, Yang Kai didn't have much joy after victory.
Because before that Motu was dying, the thought of the supremacy of Mo was still not shaken at all, but his root was Human Race.
Mo Zhili might not change a person's character, but he caused every eroded Mo disciple to fundamentally deny his own existence, willing to become the Mo clan's minion.
How sad.