Super God Gene

Soon enough, the spectators noticed that Saleh was suffering fewer and fewer injuries, and that the wounds on Saleh were recovering extremely quickly and were almost invisible to him.

“Are the races of the Great Universe so powerful today?” Ricole had to sigh.

Neither Gold Coins, Hansen nor Saleh are of large ethnic origins, not even clans, but individuals have talents and abilities that cannot even be matched by ordinary Tai clans.

Many of the Tai Shang clans watching the games also have an idea with Ricole, and the average Tai Shang clan is just that, no stronger than Hanson and Sally.

However, the overprivileged tribes who practice too much sensibility will not be weaker than them, so much so that if they practice too much sensibility, they will be strong, but once their silkworms are promoted to advanced deification, their experience will enable them to make a qualitative leap in both their abilities and their contexts.

Like Linglong and Ricole, they certainly don't have Hansen strong now, and they're not Hansen's rivals under the same rank, but when they have Hansen's experience after promotion to divinity, and they are still just the king, then they are strong and highly influential, and they can't even compare to Hansen today.

The eyes could not hold Saleh down, Mo Fang's eyes glistened, the original closed vertical eyes on the forehead opened, revealing the black and white clear Tai Chi Yin Yang eyes.

At that moment, Mo Fang's entire human temperament changed. Although not like Ling Ling's direct transformation into a ruthless machine, there was also an inviolable seriousness.

At that moment when his eyes were open, he was only three and a half steps deified to act on his mind's orders. At that moment, his eyes lost focus. It seemed that the puppet was generally completely controlled by Mo Fang, as if it had become part of Mo Fang's body, as if his hands and feet were generally controlled by Mo Fang to fight.

The three half-step deities signed the covenant with the Tai Shang clan. At this time, their faces were all a little ugly. The silkworms they chose were so ugly, I'm afraid they could only choose a new silkworm.

While Mo Fang opened his eyes too high, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed. Saleh, who was already under no pressure, suddenly the pressure multiplied.

Today's four silkworms, instead of the half-step deification of one Mo Fang and three foreigners, are transformed into four Mo Fang, only the power used by the other three Mo Fang or their original power, the body becomes controlled by the will of the Mo Fang.

Saleh's eyes lit up again, feeling the tremendous pressure.

Fighting, crazy fighting, the different forces of the four Moxies were dismantled into countless combinations, and each other cooperated like a man, leaving Saleh with no chance to find another.

In that uncertain battle, while Saleh could remain undefeated, it was difficult to find a breakthrough for a while, and the fighting between the two men remained deadlocked and the wounds on Saleh increased again.

At this time, the Meifu women quietly arrived next to Hanson, who had entered the practice state.

“Hanson, you finally have a day in my hands.” The Feifox woman waved her palm and stamped it on Hanson's back.

Although Hanson was in the practice state, he could be distracted. He knew every move of the Mei Fox woman and was trying to get up to fight, but suddenly heard a loud drink.

The thunderbolt sounded like a lightning void, coming from the mouth of Saleh.

Though in a bitter battle with Mo Fang, Saleh continued to follow the situation on Hansen's side. When the Fei Fox woman attacked Hansen's back, her eyes widened and she opened her mouth to a lion roar.

Between moments, Saleh's size instantly doubled, his whole body muscles burst high, the red light waves seemed like flames gushing out of his body, a blonde hair rooted in the red flame, looking like a lion's head demon.

The elusive and indissoluble side of the battle with Saleh was swept away by Saleh's horrible punch. He had to retreat and hide. For a moment, the battlefield was torn apart by Saleh, and he rushed to Hanson, and a punch was fired at the Meifu woman.

The Meifu woman was slightly surprised, and after changing her style, she withdrew thousands of meters like a cloud before barely avoiding Hanson's punch.

“Sally, why are you so hard on me for an enemy?” The Meifu woman frowned and stared at Sally.

“I told you to keep him safe for ten hours, and whoever dares to touch him will be against me, Sally.” Saleh stood next to Hansen, seemingly indifferent as a demon.

Mo Fang, on the other hand, looked at Saleh unequivocally, and now Saleh has the power and the momentum, unlike the heavenly abyss just now. He has not used his full strength in such intense fighting before.

“Mo Fang, how about you and I join forces to fight him?” See not to impress Saleh, the Meifu woman turned to Mo Fang.

“Okay.” Mo Fang was naturally unwilling to defeat it, so he should try it anyway.

The Meifu woman didn't give a shit, her body flashed red and turned into a red body armor, wrapped her body completely inside, leaving only one tail outside.

And that tail actually split into nine, turned into nine foxes swinging in the air, the pink realm instantly covered the void.

A seemingly null pink silk lock appeared on Saleh, strapped to him and seemingly immobile.

There is no need for any communication, almost at the same time, Mo Fang has also controlled four bodies to attack the past with all their strength towards Saleh, and a heavy field has come to Saleh at the same time.

Watching five and a half steps deify and siege Saleh, Saleh remains steady as Mount Tarzan, with a burning glow in his eyes and his strength like a volcanic eruption.

“Roar!” With the roar of Saleh's brutality, the forces of terror instantly burst the silk locks on his body, such as the fists of the Red Flame Warhammer, blowing up the void and directly bombarding a royal family.

Mo Fang controlled the Imperial clan's efforts to lift his arms to resist, but under that punch, under the strength of the realm, the arm bones were broken by a single punch by Saleh, his fist hit his chest, and suddenly he seemed to fly out like a meteor.

Boom! Boom!

Saleh seemed like an unstoppable demon god, one punch at a time, bombing out all three silkworms that Mo Fang and he controlled, giving them no room for confrontation at all.

It looks like a simple punch, but it's not that simple on the surface. Only Mo Fang himself knows that Saleh's simple punch has blocked all possibilities of strain, and is simply a punch born to restrain him.

There are subtle differences in each of the four fists, and they are also aimed at the different forces of the four bodies.

To that extent, there is only one possibility that Saleh will be able to do so if he already knows all four of their abilities and ways of fighting.

“Has he fully understood all our fighting habits and abilities in the short battle just now?” Mo Fang hit the mountain peak, spitting blood in his mouth, struggled for a few moments, still failed to get up, and his heart was terrified and unbelievable.