Chapter 12 Unparalleled!

Although the collision between the spear filled with crystal light and the Moko Tianzhong was terrifying, the actual contact time was only a moment.

With the spear carrying the aura of sealing and the True Dragon's magic, Futu Yijing actually broke through the defense of Moko Tianzhong.

The spear shot directly towards Mahayou's forehead at an astonishing speed.

The speed was extremely fast, but Mahayou's reaction was not slow either. He took a side step at the critical moment, and the tip of the gun just brushed past Mohayou's cheek.

The giant spiritual dragon slammed heavily onto the white jade platform behind Mokoyou.

The terrifying force caused the entire white jade platform to shake slightly.

Blood slid down Mokoyou's cheek. The tip of the gun took away a lot of flesh and blood. The blood was flowing, and he looked extremely hideous.

Inside the Moko Tian Bell, spiritual power surged on Mahayou's face, stopping the flow of blood. His cold eyes with a red glow looked at Futu Yijing.

He had never encountered a situation where he was suppressed like this.

At this moment, Mahayou was extremely angry and frightened.

That guy's magical power is so powerful in attack. You know, even those in the Supreme Realm must have cultivated their own Supreme Dharmakaya, and Futu Yijing cannot possibly not have one.

But so far, this guy has not yet used the Supreme Dharmakaya.

"I must force out your supreme Dharma body today!" Mokoyou growled in his heart.

Mahayou stared at Futu Yijing with ferocious and extremely cold eyes. He bit his tongue and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out. Then, endless spiritual power burst out from it, as if it turned into thick wind and clouds, covering the sky and the earth.

An indescribable power enveloped the heaven and earth, causing the earth to tremble.

The wind and clouds rolled between heaven and earth, and terrifying might was in the air. The latter was in the midst of it and also felt boundless pressure. His face was extremely solemn. He had some understanding of the Maha ancient clan, so he naturally knew that what Maha You was displaying at the moment should be the Maha Infinite Tribulation, one of the thirty-six peerless magical powers.

In the sky above Mahayou, black and white clouds rolled and gathered crazily, and finally gradually formed a black and white tornado. In the storm, the thunder of destruction raged, and everything passed by the storm was annihilated.

"Tear him apart!"

Mahayou laughed grimly, and his seal changed. Then the black and white tornado connecting the sky and the earth swept towards Futu Yijing.

Futu Yijing looked at the black and white tornado that connected the sky and the earth, took a deep breath, took a big step forward with his right foot, and waved his spear. The violent spiritual power gathered into an incomparably huge black dragon, the body of which was as big as the towering mountain under their feet.

Roar!
A dragon roar was heard, and the black dragon, accompanied by Futu Yijing waving his spear, soared into the sky and circled in the air.

"True Dragon Magic: Black Dragon Breaks the Sky!"

Futu Yijing swung his spear, and the giant dragon with the power to fight the sky rushed towards the black and white tornado.

The black dragon waved its sharp claws, tearing apart the black and white tornado connecting the sky and the earth, and drilled into the black and white tornado without flinching.

Everyone looked up at the sky. Inside the black and white tornado, the black dragon was flying and colliding wantonly between heaven and earth. Facing the terrifying black and white tornado, it did not show any sign of decline at all.

Mokoyou quickly formed seals with his hands and performed the Moko Infinite Tribulation. The spiritual energy in Futu Yijing's body was also consumed crazily. The black dragon's momentum became stronger and stronger, and it seemed as if it had a terrifying power that could shatter the heaven and earth.

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the black and white storm, and then spread rapidly, filling every corner. At this moment, the black and white storm made a crackling sound, and shattered and collapsed in the countless shocked gazes. However, the black dragon's power did not diminish at all, and it was still hovering and flying in the air.

"He actually defeated Moko Wuliangjie?!" Shocking voices rang out on the surrounding mountains. Many powerful men looked at each other in disbelief. You know, with Mahayou's strength, he can display this level of magical powers. It is basically difficult to find an opponent under the Supreme Heaven.

But even such magical powers were defeated by Futu Yijing in a head-on confrontation, and there was no sign of decline at all.

"What kind of magical power is that?!"

Everyone was extremely shocked.

So far, Futu Yijing has only displayed four types of magical powers, but Mokoyou has already tried his best and still failed.

"Great Elder, how many types of magical powers does the young master have?" Xuan Guang, the head of the Xuanmai sect, looked at the black dragon that was wreaking havoc between heaven and earth, swallowed, and couldn't help but ask Futu Xuan.

"Nine Styles!" Futu Xuan was also staring at the scene in front of him in a daze.

He knew that his grandson had a divine power given by God, called the True Dragon Technique, and he had been practicing it since he was a child.

I heard him mention it when he first found me hoping to get a part of the true dragon's bloodline.

At that time, he just thought that since it was a god-given magical power, it was the magical power that best suited Futu Yijing. Therefore, he also traveled to other continents to collect the top true dragon blood for his grandson.

But he didn't expect that this God-given magical power would be so amazing.

With just four moves, the opponent was beaten without any chance to fight back.

On the white jade platform, the black dragon's fierce momentum did not diminish. It lowered its head towards Mokoyou, then swung its tail and swooped down towards the latter.

At this critical moment, the Immortal Golden Body stood in front of Mokoyou and swung his fists as he moved.

But the power of this black dragon is even stronger than before. Futu Yijing has obviously increased the circulation of his spiritual power. He intends to end the battle with this blow.

The black dragon's huge head crashed into the Immortal Gold's body, and the terrifying force knocked the Immortal Gold's body back thousands of feet.

In this situation, Futu Yijing naturally could not take Mokoyou's life. After the black dragon repelled the Immortal Golden Body, it swung its tail to blow Mokoyou away and then dissipated. The violent spiritual power then dissipated.

Mokoyou, who was hit hard by the black dragon, fell heavily on the white jade platform. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and blood continued to flow out from the corners of his mouth.

Compared to his arrogant attitude when he first stood up to challenge the ancient Futu clan, he now looks particularly embarrassed and seems to be seriously injured.

Futu Yijing put away his spear, stood in the air, and looked down upon Mokoyou, showing no sign of making another move.

This made Tian Zhizun of the Moka ancient tribe breathe a sigh of relief.

Just now, he had wanted to stop the competition, but was suppressed by Futu Xuan and could only watch obediently.

Everyone at the scene looked at Futu Yijing, recalling the contest between the two just now in their minds. The arrogant Mokoyou only had a slight advantage when he didn't use his Immortal Golden Body. He was completely beaten up at other times.

“The young master of the ancient Futu clan has not even used his supreme dharma body.” said a Heavenly Supreme.

The people around also reacted and couldn't help but take a breath. Looking at Futu Yijing's posture, they could only think of one description in their minds.

Unparalleled!

(End of this chapter)