Chapter 11 Crush
On the white jade platform, Futu Yijing, holding a spear, faced Mokoyou, who had stood up again. The confrontation between the two caused the air around them to condense, and the atmosphere around them was extremely depressing.

Mo Keyou's eyes were sharp and cold, with murderous intent surging in his black and white pupils, but deep in his eyes, where no one could see, there was a flash of fear.

The mere fact that the opponent used his physical body to confront the immortal golden body was enough to show how powerful his physical body was.

If Mokoyou wants to escape from the Futu Ancient Clan unscathed, he must use all his strength. This is not alarmist, but the opponent's strength. Both of them are at the Great Perfection of the Earth Supreme Realm. In terms of realm, he cannot suppress Futu Yijing.

Compared with Mokoyou, Futu Yijing's expression seemed much more calm.

Judging from the strength of the Immortal Golden Body alone, Mokoyou's strength is stronger than those supreme masters of the extraterritorial evil races in the Holy Abyss Continent.

But no matter what, Futu Yijing was a ruthless guy who fought a group of people alone not long ago. Now it would be too easy for him to fight Mokoyou one-on-one.

Just as Futu Yijing said, the battle between the two was simply the former training the latter, and Futu Yijing was completely like a giant eating bean sprouts to Mokoyou.

"If you are smart enough, you can withdraw from the White Jade Stage now. Then you can say that you did not use your full strength." Futu Yijing's long hair, which was tied behind his head with a golden hair crown, fluttered in the wind. There was a cold flash in his eyes as he spoke slowly.

As he spoke, vast and violent spiritual power like a tsunami, carrying a rich blood energy, burst out from Futu Yijing's body and rushed straight into the sky.

Feeling the blood energy from Futu Yijing, Mokoyou's eyes were filled with solemnity.

"I hope you have the ability!" Mokoyou's voice was extremely cold.

It’s better to lose the battle than the personal one, and it’s better to talk trash before starting a fight. This principle applies everywhere.

Mokoyou's flesh and blood began to sublime, and finally turned into a spirit body as dazzling as a gem. This body, which seemed extremely small between heaven and earth, made the spiritual power tremble.

Futu Yijing had no idea what magical powers this gem spirit possessed, but he was unambiguous. He raised his spear and stepped forward, and his figure turned into a stream of light and quickly appeared in front of the former.

"True Dragon Technique: Divine Dragon Swings Its Tail!"

The violent spiritual power turned into a giant dragon, and the dragon swung its tail along the trajectory of Futu Yijing's spear.

Mo Ke smiled grimly, took a step forward, and clenched his fists straight towards Futu Yijing.

Mokoyou's actions show how confident he is in the magical power he displays.

This seemingly simple punch actually caused a tiny crack in the space, and the fragments of space wrapped around the fist. This punch was truly earth-shaking.

"You are too confident in your magical power!" Futu Yijing's hands kept moving, and the dragon's tail also hit Mokoyou's fist.

When the two collided, the space actually collapsed. As the gale raged, Futu Yijing's spear drew a perfect half-moon trajectory, and the dragon's tail also followed.

Futu Yijing did not move at all, but Mokoyou's gem spirit body, which was shining like a gem, was shocked back hundreds of meters, even more so than when Futu Yijing was shocked back by the immortal golden body.

The True Dragon Treasure Technique is the innate magic of the True Dragon Clan. Even though the world is different, its tremendous power has been demonstrated in the hands of Futu Yijing.

"I told you, you are too confident in your magical powers!" Futu Yijing said indifferently.

He stood in the air with a gun in his hand, looking down at Mokoyou who was retreating hundreds of meters with an unparalleled attitude. The scar on his lower left jaw added some bravery to his unparalleled attitude.

So far, in the battle of magical powers, the True Dragon Magic has only lost to the ancestor, but the opponent was a holy product when he was alive, which has no reference value. Ignoring this, the True Dragon Magic has never lost!
This is the data that Futu Yijing obtained from countless battles.

Outside the White Jade Stage, all the guests from the superpowers looked at this scene and understood that it would be impossible for Mokoyou to escape unscathed from the ancient Futu clan.

At least the Moka ancient tribe's face will be lost to the Futu ancient tribe in this battle.

Although Mokoyou's life will not be in danger, after this battle, Futu Yijing will become Mokoyou's imaginary enemy for a long time.

This has both advantages and disadvantages for Mokoyou.

The advantage is that this battle can stimulate Mokoyou's competitive spirit and mobilize his enthusiasm for cultivation.

But the disadvantages are also obvious. If he cannot surpass Futu Yijing, he will be trapped under Futu Yijing for the rest of his life. Over time, this battle will become his inner demon.

You deserve it. The ancient Futu clan is having a martial arts competition, and you had to interfere.

The reason was very clear to everyone around. Back then, the ancient Futu clan had intended to arrange a marriage between Qing Yanjing and his eldest brother Mahatian, but Qing Yanjing ignored the idea in the end, which led to the plan not coming to fruition. This ultimately damaged the reputation of their ancient Maha clan.

As Mokoyou is the younger brother of Mokotian, it is natural that he would want to save face for the ancient Futu clan.

This is why he intervened in the martial arts competition among the various branches of the ancient Futu clan.

This is exactly in line with Futu Yijing's description, a selfish and narrow-minded fool.

Mokoyou's face was extremely gloomy at this moment. He never expected that the magical power he was so proud of would be lost. The unstoppable force just now made him feel like a mayfly trying to shake a tree.

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He took a deep breath, his face solemn, and quickly formed seals with his hands. In the next moment, spiritual power as vast as a tornado swept out from his body.

"Maha Celestial Bell!"

A low voice came out from Mahayou's mouth, and black and white light was seen spinning wildly around him. Finally, it turned into a huge black and white bell around Mahayou.

The giant bell enveloped Mahayou's body, forming the strongest protection.

"That is the Maha Sky Bell, one of the top-notch magical powers of the ancient Maha clan." Outside the white jade stage, many leaders of super forces had solemn eyes when they saw this scene. The fact that this magical power could be displayed was enough to show the situation into which Mokoyou had been forced by Futu Yijing.

Futu Yijing circulated the Great Futu Jue in his body, and a black Futu tower appeared out of thin air, surrounding him.

The Holy Pagoda radiates crystal light, and wherever the light shines seems to be sealed.

The crystal light blessed the spear. Futu Yijing simply waved the spear a few times, got into position, and took a step forward. The sound of a giant dragon's roar seemed to be heard in the space.

"True Dragon Technique: Dragon Moves the Nine Heavens!"

As Futu Yijing moved, the tip of the gun hit the Moko Tianzhong hard, and a huge sound spread outward from the impact point.

(End of this chapter)