Pirate God Skin

Yamamoto Genryu? Rong Yu? Nei thief? Zhai Jingqiao? Exactly? Kang Jiaoshan? Zhaosi?

That power is simply scary, not like a human being, but like a monster, not like a power that only gods have.

If it hadn't barely cooperated with Ganggu Sora to support, then Tojo would not know how many times he had lost.

Now if you face the Yamamoto Genryu, Rong Yu, and the key gap alone, you can stay together

"The game is over, and the old man doesn't want to continue this farce with you."

Mo Yan's words interrupted Mahatma Tojo's thinking, leaving a drop of cold sweat on his face.

An unknown sense of fear gripped the heart of Mahatma Tojo tightly

"Don't panic, don't panic" Mahatma Tojo convinced himself desperately, "With the dual defense of ghost and sword aura, his flames can't let me at all."

"You just must be thinking, under the dual defense of your ghost and sword aura, the old man's flame can hardly hurt you half a point, right?"

Mo Yan then said, the content of the words made Tojo's heart slow for a while.

How did he know what I thought

Mahatma Tojo looked up at Mo Yan in horror. Does he have any mind-reading skills?

"Look at your expression, as expected, your mind is just as the old man guessed it," Mo Yan smiled faintly. "It's no wonder, after all, you can only resist the old man by these two means. The mind is really easy to guess."

Mahatma Tojo's face was blue and red, but he couldn't refute it.

"Your ghost swordsmanship is indeed unique, but unfortunately it still can't make up the absolute gap in strength."

Merely the simple aura of Mo Yan when he was speaking made Mahatma Tojo feel pushed to the limit.

This made his veins soar, and he yelled at the limit.

"Can you guess how you just didn't have the slightest way to break through the dual defenses of ghost energy and sword energy"

"What an arrogant humble opinion," Mo Yan snorted coldly, "Your defense can be broken by the old man with a wave of his hand."

As soon as the voice fell, the spiritual pressure of Mo Yan's body skyrocketed, condensing into a flame-like battle suit covering his body.

"Can Huo Tai Dao Xi Can Sun prison clothes"

The high concentration of spiritual pressure turned into a 15 million-degree flame, covering Mo Yan's body and blade like a blazing sun.

If you approach Mo Yan unsuspectingly, everything will instantly turn into fly ash

"What is this trick?"

After such a long distance, Mahatma Tojo already felt that every part of his body was being burned.

But at first glance, this trick is just a defensive trick. Is it possible that Yuanliu Yamamoto? Rong Yu? Guaguanyuan?

Soon, Mo Yan gave the answer.

"Ignorant children, the use of this trick is more than just defense."

With this height like the inside of the sun, Mo Yan walked directly in front of Mahatma Tojo

"It's still the super fast posture before" Tojo Mahatma was taken aback, "but what I want to do with this sudden attack"

No matter what Mo Yan wanted to do, Mahatma Tojo had already prepared in advance.

Both ghost energy and sword energy were madly overflowing, protecting Tojo Mahatma's normal survival at such a close distance.

However, this was in Mo Yan's expectation.

"Remnant Fire Taidao Beitiandi Ashes"

Mo Yan slashed out quickly and decisively, and the infinite scorching sun's flames were all condensed into this knife.

"In the face of the high temperature of this knife, everything will be burned to death"

Between the slashes, Mo Yan looked at Mahatma Tojo playfully.

"Then choose whether to condense all the ghost energy and sword energy to protect yourself from the high temperature of the sun's prison clothes, or to condense all the ghost energy and sword energy to defend the first generation of ghost energy from the high temperature of the ashes of the world. Cut off"

At this moment, the decisive gap in combat experience has been revealed.

"No wonder it came close, it was actually for this purpose"

For a while, Mahatma Tojo was shocked, but he used all his strength to barely defend against Yamamoto Motoryu? Rong Yu?

Ask for flowers

But in just a few moments, Mahatma Tojo was forced to make a difficult decision to give up his life or weapons.

You don’t have to think about the answer at all, life is of course more important than a knife

Thinking of this, Mahatma Tojo's ghost and sword aura remained unchanged, and he firmly resisted the exaggerated heat of the sun's prison clothes.

However, the first generation of the supreme great sword in the hands of Tojo Mahatma, the first generation of Oni Toru, was cut to pieces in a miserable sword sound.

""

The first-generation ghost that turned into two pieces rolled and fell, before it landed completely, it was already in mid-air and turned to ashes.

"Can even a knife be burned into fly ashes?" Tojo's pupils shrank when he saw, "What a damn monster"

This power is really unreasonable, but the current Tojo Mahatma has lost his most important weapon in the face of unreasonable power.

"Will decisively choose to abandon the swordsmen who regard as the sword of life. This is destined to be a great swordsman, not the world's largest swordsman."

Mo Yan sneered and looked at Mahatma Tojo after cutting off the original ghost.

"And your stupidity is also breathtaking. Do you think that if you give up the knife and save your life for a while, you won't be hunted by the old man"

Mahatma Tojo was stunned by the words, "Yamamoto Genryu? Rong Yu?

It seems that it makes no difference whether to give up the life first and then lose the knife, or give up the knife first and then lose the life.

Because no matter what, Mahatma Tojo couldn’t escape in front of Mo Yan.

This shows that Mahatma Tojo's move to abandon the first generation of Onito to change his life is meaningless.

"So easily provoked into anger by a few words, as expected, he is just a kid."

Anger caused flaws in both ghost energy and sword energy, which was exactly Mo Yan's goal.

It cut through in a flash, it was the ashes of Canhuo Taidao.

Mahatma Tojo's legs and feet also turned into fly ash.