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The situation in the battle circle is obviously weird!
There was no fierce fighting, no chasing and fighting between you and me, the four of Su Xinyuan just surrounded the "magic armor madman" Mo Qitian, each side, but did not launch an offensive in their hands.

It's really helpless, the opponent's magic armor is too weird, it's not that they don't want to launch an attack, but that if all the attacks are in vain, the opponent will use this layer of black magic armor to absorb the damage and turn it into resources the strength of the enemy.Under such circumstances, who would dare to act recklessly?

And Mo Qitian, who has been occupying the absolute advantage all the time, is obviously out of domineering aura, and he almost regards Su Xinyuan and the others as clowns. Interested, standing there waiting for the opponent to use all means, this is obviously pretending to be coercive, but he has this ability, this ability, although Su Xinyuan and the others are gnashing their teeth with hatred, there is nothing they can do.

The situation is stronger than the people!

Right now, the only hope lies in the purple red Yanyang true qi in the meridians in his body. If even the Yanyang purple flame condensed by these true qi doesn't work, then the only choice is Ru Lixiang Just as I said just now, the five people escaped separately, hoping that this way, as many people as possible can escape.

With a deep sigh in his heart, Su Xinyuan has already stimulated the purple red Yanyang zhenqi in the meridians in his body without hesitation.Right now, the purplish-red Yanyang zhenqi stored in his meridians is indeed less than half of what it was before, and what was consumed in the previous two times has not been replenished at all. If the consumption this time is added... More than half of Yan Yang's true qi has been lost. It is estimated that even if he uses it again in the future, he will only have two chances to use it.

Aware of this problem, Su Xinyuan couldn't help feeling a little angry. This Yanyang Ziyan is powerful and weird, and it has been faintly regarded by Su Xinyuan as a trump card, and if you use it once, you can only use it once. Three times four means ace too.

Now being forced by Mo Qitian to use it once, how can he not be annoyed?
"Hmph! Since you want to pretend, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

With a cold snort, Su Xinyuan's tone was extremely cold. At the same time, the purple red Yanyang zhenqi in the meridians in his body had already traveled along the meridians in his body to his palm. The small fireball the size of a fist with strange purple flames flickering all over its body has been condensed by him with true energy.

"Huh? Isn't this the Yanyang True Qi of Old Ghost Yangyan? Could it be that I misunderstood it? Why is it this purple color?"

Following the words from Su Xinyuan's mouth, Mo Qitian, the "magic armor madman", turned his head and looked over here. His eyes fell on the small purple fireball condensed by the true energy in Su Xinyuan's palm, and he murmured lightly. up.

Before he could finish his words, Su Xinyuan shook his hands unceremoniously and threw the small purple fire ball in his palm out, like a fired shell, it shot straight towards Mo Qitian's chest.

"It looks interesting, but... just such a small purple fireball, do you really think it can pose a threat to Lao Tzu? It's a joke!"

A look of interest flashed across Mo Qitian's eyes, and while he was speaking, he stretched out his left hand directly, and threw the small purple fireball towards Su Xinyuan to catch it. In the blink of an eye, the small purple fireball landed in his palm. middle.

"boom!"

There was a slight explosion, and the moment it touched the palm of Mo Qitian's hand, the small purple fireball had already exploded, turning into a tent of purple-red fireworks the size of a human head, directly covering Mo Qitian's face in black. The left palm under the thin armor covered all the way to the wrist!
"Huh? This purple fire...wrong!"

Humming again, Mo Qitian tried to shake his left hand, but those strange purple-red fireworks were like maggots attached to the bones, they couldn't be shaken off at all, and they had a very strong penetrating and burning power. It is estimated that in such a short period of time, the layer of black magic armor covered on the surface of his palm has been burned towards the inside of the palm covered by the magic armor.

Mo Qitian's tone changed, and after he shook it twice, not only failed to extinguish the purple red fireworks, but also allowed the fire to spread, and it burned to the elbow of his left hand in the blink of an eye.

This guy is also considered cautious. Faced with this situation, he didn't panic at all. He didn't raise his other hand to try to extinguish the purple fireworks in his left hand. If that happened, both of his palms would be stained with purple fireworks. The final outcome can also be expected.

After trying for a few seconds, at this moment, Mo Qitian finally realized the problem. It turned out that the purple-red fireworks that were steaming on his left hand could not be extinguished at all, and it not only penetrated amazingly, it directly burned through the black covering on his hand. Even the speed at which the magic armor spread was astonishing. It took only a short while to burn towards the left forearm.

Under the black magic armor covering his face, Mo Qitian's face finally changed instantly at this moment, and a kind of intense crisis that he had never experienced hit his heart...

"Stinky boy, what kind of magic flame is this? Why can't it be extinguished?"

Frightened, Mo Qitian's tone finally became flustered, and he turned his head to stare at Su Xinyuan.

Seeing that the Yanyang Purple Flame was really effective, Su Xinyuan was overjoyed immediately, and let go of his hanging heart in an instant, and let out a smug sigh: "Hmph, you have the magic armor, so you don't allow others to have the magic flame? Braised chicken wings are delicious, enjoy them!"

"Damn!"

Being ridiculed by the existence that had always been regarded as an ant before, Mo Qitian was finally furious, and started to drink violently, but, within such a short delay, the flaming sun and purple flames on his left hand had burned the entire palm of his hand It's gone, the arm is shortened, but the Yanyang Ziyan clinging to it has burned to the left arm along the arm, and it will reach the shoulder in a while.

At this speed, I'm afraid that his whole body will be burned by this weird fireworks, at most it will take one minute and two minutes.

This kind of terrifying power finally frightened Mo Qitian, he snorted coldly, and after gritting his teeth, he suddenly raised his other right hand, palm like a knife, and suddenly pointed towards his big left hand The arm cuts down.

"Crack!"

"Batt!"

There was a soft sound of bone shattering, followed by the sound of the left arm falling to the ground. Mo Qitian actually used his palm as a knife to cut off his entire left arm at the root!

The whole left arm was cut off, and the blood overflowed from the cut, but it stopped soon, covered by the thin black magic armor around the wound, in such a blink of an eye, the blood on Mo Qitian's body The life-and-death crisis has been resolved, and except for the loss of an arm, the whole person is almost the same as before, and is still completely covered by the black magic armor.

And the arm that fell to the ground after he raised his palm was quickly burned by the purple flames of the sun that were steaming with purple flames. After a few seconds, the fireworks fluttered a few times and finally disappeared. A cloud of ashes was left.

All of this is a long story, but in fact it happened within ten seconds. Seeing that the other party was in a life-and-death crisis ten seconds ago, but now the crisis has been resolved in an instant, the reaction is decisive, the means The cruelty is simply astonishing.

How can a guy who is so cruel to himself have kind thoughts towards others?
This thought flashed through his mind, and the hearts of Su Xinyuan and the others sank completely.

Although Yanyang Ziyan is useful to Mo Qitian's black magic armor, but the opponent is already alert, how could he continue to let the small fireballs thrown by him fall on him?Even if I am not willing to try my luck, the Yanyang Qi in my meridians is only enough to condense two small purple fireballs. It's just two chances, what effect can it have?
When these thoughts surfaced, Su Xinyuan was completely desperate.Before he could react to the sudden situation in front of him, Mo Qitian, who had lost his arm in the encirclement of four people, had already roared ferociously.

"Today, not only are you going to die, but you're going to die a miserable death. I'm going to cut your corpses into pieces, ah..."

Losing an arm, even if it is as strong as a mutated seed like Mo Qitian, it is estimated that most of it will not be able to grow. This is definitely a painful blow to him. Under this kind of blow, the calmness and calmness he showed before The arrogance and arrogance finally exposed the cruelty and tyranny hidden under it, roaring in his mouth, his figure had already rushed out, but he did not rush towards Su Xinyuan, but rushed towards Luo Jiu, who was closest to his figure past.

"boom!"

The only remaining right arm suddenly raised, rolled up a violent fist wind, whistling and blinking, he had already arrived in front of Luo Jiu, caught off guard, even if the figure was as agile as Luo Jiu, it was difficult for this person, whether it was strength or strength. The punch, which was so fast, couldn't be avoided at all. With a loud bang, Luo Jiu opened his mouth and sprayed out a bloody arrow. His whole body fell down without any suspense, as if he had been hit head-on by a heavy truck. Flying out, it was seven or eight meters away before suddenly falling down.

"Hahaha... I said, you all have to die today!"

Luo Jiu was blown away with one punch, and Mo Qitian's murderous aura surged all over his body. He raised his head and laughed loudly, his whole body was like a ferocious demon who had just crawled out of the hell of death. At the same speed, she rushed towards Chen Meier who was holding a long bone whip.

"careful!"

Seeing that Luo Jiu was injured and flew upside down with a punch, but he didn't get up, Su Xinyuan's eyes burst into tears, just in time to see Mo Qitian aiming at Chen Meier again, he was anxious, and immediately Open your mouth to remind.

Hearing Su Xinyuan's voice, Mo Qitian's figure was sluggish, as if he suddenly remembered that this guy was the culprit who caused him to lose his arm, he immediately reversed his figure as soon as his castration was delayed, and his mouth was like a cat's play With a ferocious grin like a rat, he swung his right fist and rushed towards Su Xinyuan: "Hey, brat, can it be that you can't wait? That's fine, I'll beat you to death first..."