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Chapter 68
Chapter 68
But Yang Xiaole soon discovered that this contestant and the Holy Inquisition should not be the same person, because the Holy Inquisition is practicing the Holy Inquisition, and should become a saint without original sins such as anger, arrogance, and greed, but this contestant But they acted very arrogantly.
I saw him waving a black long sword casually, picking up the enemies who came up one by one off the ring one by one, and laughed wildly in his mouth: "weak, too weak, you weak chickens, you can't even catch my sword!" ?"
However, this guy's strength is really strong, and in the end he defeated dozens of people in one go.
Moreover, this guy's methods are very cruel, and those who are defeated by him will have their bones broken even if they don't die.
Although the Holy Blood God Clan has extremely strong regenerative abilities, it takes a lot of time to heal after injuries.
Seeing this, the remaining contestants dared not step forward to challenge one by one.
"Is there anyone else coming up to challenge? If there is no one, this magic fighter will be No. 1 in the martial arts tournament!" Diego, the chief paladin of the Holy Blood Cult who presided over the competition, said lightly.
"Mo Jue, it seems that this guy must have some kind of relationship with the Holy Order. It may be a twin brother, or even this guy is the Holy Order, but he is just a Holy Order who has become obsessed with practicing martial arts!" Yang Xiaole was moved when he heard this, Then, a raging fighting spirit ignited in his heart.
His Demon Slaughter and God Killing Art was deduced on the basis of the Heart Demon Art and the Holy Judgment Spiritual Art, but it is not perfect, after all, Yang Xiaole's background is not strong enough, and he is far from the master realm of self-created art. At most, it can only integrate and improve the exercises.
If he can fight against the holy order, maybe he will be able to gain more inspiration and further improve the art of killing demons and killing gods.
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaole suddenly stood up and said loudly, "I'll challenge him!"
Saying that, Yang Xiaole jumped onto the ring.
When Mo Jue saw Yang Xiaole, he shook his head suspiciously and said, "Your aura seems very familiar, have I met you before?"
Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "If you are that person, then we should have met not long ago, but I'm not sure you are that person!"
Mo Jue suddenly laughed strangely, and said: "The person you mentioned, could it be my dead ghost deity, so he is not dead yet, then I will catch you and read your memory carefully, I I have hunted down that dead ghost for hundreds of years, but I can't find him in the past few years, I really want to find him and kill him with my own hands!"
"I, are you the Holy Inquisitor's clone?" Yang Xiaole said in astonishment.
Mojue said with a sinister smile: "That's right, you guessed it right, hundreds of years ago, because he massacred the royal family of a small country, he created a demon, and he used the blade of the Holy Judgment to separate me, the demon. , As a result, I used a trace of his blood to create a clone, successfully escaped from his shackles, and then continued to grow stronger, and in turn hunted him down for hundreds of years. Now that he has disappeared, I dare not come out to pretend to be a saint anymore. Be afraid of being killed by me!"
Yang Xiaole suddenly said: "So that's the case. No wonder you look exactly the same as the Holy Inquisitor. I hope your strength is exactly the same as him. In this way, I should be able to get some useful inspiration from fighting with you!"
As he spoke, Yang Xiaole suddenly unleashed the God-killing Sword against Mo Jue.
Immediately, a spiritual sword composed of evil thoughts shot out from between Yang Xiaole's eyebrows, and struck Mo Jue's eyebrows like lightning.
Mo Jue let out a muffled groan, and his eyes suddenly became blurred, as if he had been aroused by the God Killing Art to stir up all kinds of distracting thoughts.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaole immediately activated the Blood Transformation, unleashed sharp claws and grabbed Mojue's throat fiercely.
However, just when Yang Xiaole's sharp claws were about to touch Mo Jue's throat, the blurred look in Mo Jue's eyes disappeared, replaced by a hint of mockery.
He suddenly slid sideways to the side, avoiding Yang Xiaole's sharp claws so cleverly, then Mo Jue suddenly swung his sword and slashed at Yang Xiaole's waist fiercely.
Yang Xiaole was taken aback, and quickly jumped back, avoiding the slash of Mo Jue, and then landed steadily a few meters away.
"Aren't you affected by my God Killing Sword?" Yang Xiaole looked at Mojue in astonishment and said.
Mo Jue sneered and said: "Stupid boy, you know that I am a demon, but you still use spells to increase my demons and distracting thoughts. This can only increase my strength, hahahaha!"
Yang Xiaole suddenly nodded, and said: "I was wrong. You are not an ordinary person at all, but a demon. To deal with you, you should use the completely opposite demon-slaying sword!"
As he said that, Yang Xiaole suddenly activated the Demon-Slaying Sword condensed by righteous thoughts, and stabbed fiercely at Mo Jue's eyebrows.
The attack speed of the mind is the fastest, and it cannot be dodged at all.
Immediately, Mo Jue let out a muffled groan, and a very painful expression appeared on his face.
He stared at Yang Xiaole resentfully, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn boy, what kind of skill are you using that can actually injure my soul!"
Yang Xiaole grinned, and said: "It's amazing, this is my own self-created demon-slaying sword. Speaking of which, this move was adapted from your own holy deity's spiritual practice. From this point of view, you are still not as good as you My true self!"
Hearing Yang Xiaole's words, Mojue roared angrily: "Damn boy, do you think this trick can defeat me? Look at my blade of Mojue!"
As he said that, Mo Jue stared at him, and slammed a highly compressed blade of mental power at Yang Xiaole.
Immediately, Yang Xiaole's body was also attacked by the soul, and he couldn't help but groaned.
Fortunately, Yang Xiaole had already prepared for it, leaving a sword of killing gods in his mind.
As soon as the blade of mental power from Mo Jue flew to Yang Xiaole's eyebrows, it was blocked by the God-killing sword, causing the mental power of the two to collide and backfire, and they couldn't help but let out a muffled groan and retreated repeatedly.
However, in the end Mojue took three steps back and then stopped, while Yang Xiaole took four steps back. Obviously, Mojue's mental power was slightly stronger than Yang Xiaole's.
"Good boy, I underestimated you for being able to block my Demon Jue blade, but you are still going to die!" Seeing this, Mo Jue sneered, swung the black long sword fiercely, and charged at Yang Xiaole viciously. past.
While charging, Mojue once again cast the blade of Mojue on Yang Xiaole.
"You are the one who died!" Seeing this, Yang Xiaole snorted coldly, urging the Devil-Slaying Sword and the God-Slaying Sword with all his strength, condensing into a more pure and powerful Nirvana Heart Sword, and ruthlessly bombarded Mojue's eyebrows. go.
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But Yang Xiaole soon discovered that this contestant and the Holy Inquisition should not be the same person, because the Holy Inquisition is practicing the Holy Inquisition, and should become a saint without original sins such as anger, arrogance, and greed, but this contestant But they acted very arrogantly.
I saw him waving a black long sword casually, picking up the enemies who came up one by one off the ring one by one, and laughed wildly in his mouth: "weak, too weak, you weak chickens, you can't even catch my sword!" ?"
However, this guy's strength is really strong, and in the end he defeated dozens of people in one go.
Moreover, this guy's methods are very cruel, and those who are defeated by him will have their bones broken even if they don't die.
Although the Holy Blood God Clan has extremely strong regenerative abilities, it takes a lot of time to heal after injuries.
Seeing this, the remaining contestants dared not step forward to challenge one by one.
"Is there anyone else coming up to challenge? If there is no one, this magic fighter will be No. 1 in the martial arts tournament!" Diego, the chief paladin of the Holy Blood Cult who presided over the competition, said lightly.
"Mo Jue, it seems that this guy must have some kind of relationship with the Holy Order. It may be a twin brother, or even this guy is the Holy Order, but he is just a Holy Order who has become obsessed with practicing martial arts!" Yang Xiaole was moved when he heard this, Then, a raging fighting spirit ignited in his heart.
His Demon Slaughter and God Killing Art was deduced on the basis of the Heart Demon Art and the Holy Judgment Spiritual Art, but it is not perfect, after all, Yang Xiaole's background is not strong enough, and he is far from the master realm of self-created art. At most, it can only integrate and improve the exercises.
If he can fight against the holy order, maybe he will be able to gain more inspiration and further improve the art of killing demons and killing gods.
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaole suddenly stood up and said loudly, "I'll challenge him!"
Saying that, Yang Xiaole jumped onto the ring.
When Mo Jue saw Yang Xiaole, he shook his head suspiciously and said, "Your aura seems very familiar, have I met you before?"
Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "If you are that person, then we should have met not long ago, but I'm not sure you are that person!"
Mo Jue suddenly laughed strangely, and said: "The person you mentioned, could it be my dead ghost deity, so he is not dead yet, then I will catch you and read your memory carefully, I I have hunted down that dead ghost for hundreds of years, but I can't find him in the past few years, I really want to find him and kill him with my own hands!"
"I, are you the Holy Inquisitor's clone?" Yang Xiaole said in astonishment.
Mojue said with a sinister smile: "That's right, you guessed it right, hundreds of years ago, because he massacred the royal family of a small country, he created a demon, and he used the blade of the Holy Judgment to separate me, the demon. , As a result, I used a trace of his blood to create a clone, successfully escaped from his shackles, and then continued to grow stronger, and in turn hunted him down for hundreds of years. Now that he has disappeared, I dare not come out to pretend to be a saint anymore. Be afraid of being killed by me!"
Yang Xiaole suddenly said: "So that's the case. No wonder you look exactly the same as the Holy Inquisitor. I hope your strength is exactly the same as him. In this way, I should be able to get some useful inspiration from fighting with you!"
As he spoke, Yang Xiaole suddenly unleashed the God-killing Sword against Mo Jue.
Immediately, a spiritual sword composed of evil thoughts shot out from between Yang Xiaole's eyebrows, and struck Mo Jue's eyebrows like lightning.
Mo Jue let out a muffled groan, and his eyes suddenly became blurred, as if he had been aroused by the God Killing Art to stir up all kinds of distracting thoughts.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaole immediately activated the Blood Transformation, unleashed sharp claws and grabbed Mojue's throat fiercely.
However, just when Yang Xiaole's sharp claws were about to touch Mo Jue's throat, the blurred look in Mo Jue's eyes disappeared, replaced by a hint of mockery.
He suddenly slid sideways to the side, avoiding Yang Xiaole's sharp claws so cleverly, then Mo Jue suddenly swung his sword and slashed at Yang Xiaole's waist fiercely.
Yang Xiaole was taken aback, and quickly jumped back, avoiding the slash of Mo Jue, and then landed steadily a few meters away.
"Aren't you affected by my God Killing Sword?" Yang Xiaole looked at Mojue in astonishment and said.
Mo Jue sneered and said: "Stupid boy, you know that I am a demon, but you still use spells to increase my demons and distracting thoughts. This can only increase my strength, hahahaha!"
Yang Xiaole suddenly nodded, and said: "I was wrong. You are not an ordinary person at all, but a demon. To deal with you, you should use the completely opposite demon-slaying sword!"
As he said that, Yang Xiaole suddenly activated the Demon-Slaying Sword condensed by righteous thoughts, and stabbed fiercely at Mo Jue's eyebrows.
The attack speed of the mind is the fastest, and it cannot be dodged at all.
Immediately, Mo Jue let out a muffled groan, and a very painful expression appeared on his face.
He stared at Yang Xiaole resentfully, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn boy, what kind of skill are you using that can actually injure my soul!"
Yang Xiaole grinned, and said: "It's amazing, this is my own self-created demon-slaying sword. Speaking of which, this move was adapted from your own holy deity's spiritual practice. From this point of view, you are still not as good as you My true self!"
Hearing Yang Xiaole's words, Mojue roared angrily: "Damn boy, do you think this trick can defeat me? Look at my blade of Mojue!"
As he said that, Mo Jue stared at him, and slammed a highly compressed blade of mental power at Yang Xiaole.
Immediately, Yang Xiaole's body was also attacked by the soul, and he couldn't help but groaned.
Fortunately, Yang Xiaole had already prepared for it, leaving a sword of killing gods in his mind.
As soon as the blade of mental power from Mo Jue flew to Yang Xiaole's eyebrows, it was blocked by the God-killing sword, causing the mental power of the two to collide and backfire, and they couldn't help but let out a muffled groan and retreated repeatedly.
However, in the end Mojue took three steps back and then stopped, while Yang Xiaole took four steps back. Obviously, Mojue's mental power was slightly stronger than Yang Xiaole's.
"Good boy, I underestimated you for being able to block my Demon Jue blade, but you are still going to die!" Seeing this, Mo Jue sneered, swung the black long sword fiercely, and charged at Yang Xiaole viciously. past.
While charging, Mojue once again cast the blade of Mojue on Yang Xiaole.
"You are the one who died!" Seeing this, Yang Xiaole snorted coldly, urging the Devil-Slaying Sword and the God-Slaying Sword with all his strength, condensing into a more pure and powerful Nirvana Heart Sword, and ruthlessly bombarded Mojue's eyebrows. go.
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(End of this chapter)
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