Chapter 482 The Essence of Fighting Lies in Combos
Mo Cheng had previously used all his strength to use the long stick that was endowed with the power of the [Golden Cudgel Technique] to smash the Tedoli who claimed to be the shadow of the [Immortal Dragon King] into pieces.
Now, he fought the leader of the cult again, and the result was undoubtedly effective.
The contact between the hand knife and the long stick resulted in a fractured wrist of the cult leader.
"Does it hurt? Actually, you can scream out . No one here will laugh at you."
The sarcastic words were followed by a fierce counterattack from the cult leader. A mere fractured wrist injury was not enough to defeat the battle-hardened cult leader.
At the same time, the pain caused by the injury will only ignite the anger of the leader, and anger will bring power.
"Your pride will always remain today."
The leader of the cult shook his wrist, shaking off the long stick and at the same time took out a beheading sword from his own storage items and swung it.
For dragonborns whose physique is inherently stronger than that of other races, regardless of whether their profession is a mage or not, they can rely on their physical fitness to work part-time as a warrior.
clang!
The sword and the stick collided, and the sound waves turned into rolling waves, erasing most of the diameter of the already conservative and damaged statue.
The upper body of the statue seemed to have weathered for millions of years, turning into fine sand and disappearing in the wind.
"Then you have to work hard, there is not much time left today."
The sword is fierce and cuts off people's heads, the sword tip deflects and stabs the vital points, the eyes are bright, one eye is red and fierce like fire, the other eye is blue and cold, the dragon is not a dragon, the man is not a man. It should be the sword of dominance that suppresses the world, and the spirit swallows thousands of miles like a tiger.
Mo Cheng held the golden hoop in his hand, blocking left and right without letting go, like a giant python being pulled out of its nest, with dead vines all over the ground.
In an instant, the sword and the golden hoop clashed thousands of times, shaking the heaven and the earth, soldiers against soldiers, the sound resounded for hundreds of miles, and the earth was split apart in a shocking manner.
Mo Cheng took a half step back, dodging the sword that passed by him half an inch before his eyes, and said mercilessly, "You have practiced martial arts well, Persian cat."
At this time, the leader of the cult didn't know whether it was because he was possessed by Maxer, his eyes were different colors, one eye was red as fire, as if the anger in his heart had formed a blazing flame of hell. The other eye was blue and cold, like the eternal frost that never melted the ice.
Ice and fire, the completely opposite temperaments are revealed in the leader of the cult.
But in Mo Cheng's opinion, the leader's appearance was not scary at all.
Although he didn't know what Mo Cheng meant by "Persian cat", the other party's intention of mocking was already very obvious. The leader didn't say a word, but just swung out the beheading sword in his hand, forcing Mo Cheng away while taking a step back himself.
During this step back, several spells were cast in the time gap for the next round of fighting between the two sides.
Advanced sharp technique.
The fangs of a high-level vampire.
Abyss weapons.
Instant triple enchantment, advanced sharpness technique strengthens the cutting effect, making the beheading sword powerful enough to break the protection of dragon scales.
The Fangs of High-level Vampires enhance endurance, and any damage done to the enemy will restore their own strength and injuries.
Abyssal weapons give weapons the breath of the abyss, making wounds unable to heal and recover.
The entire enchantment process was extremely fast, so fast that Mo Cheng had no time to interrupt it. Such a powerful enchantment was completed in an instant. Coupled with the cult leader's own outstanding martial arts, he was undoubtedly a tough opponent for Mo Cheng.
An enemy who has no obvious weaknesses in melee combat and spells, and has rich combat experience.
"This guy's PVP experience is not inferior to mine."
The golden hoop in Mo Cheng's hand turned his attack, hitting up and down, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, moving left and right, and the attack was unpredictable and hard to defend against.
It can be said that there are thousands of evildoers, and the rope around the waist is as fast as the wind.
But the leader of the cult did not dodge or evade. He simply ignored the long stick that was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, and raised the beheading sword high to chop straight down, intending to exchange injuries and life for Mo Cheng's.
The beheading sword slashed fiercely, and Mo Cheng's long stick was not to be outdone. The long stick wrapped around the sword and immediately turned into a whirlpool and crushed it into pieces.
At this moment, the big sword showed its flexibility which it shouldn't have, and attacked Mo Cheng along the long stick.
The long stick and the big sword were like two entangled poisonous snakes, each biting towards the other's leader.
"Let go!"
"drink!"
After the weapons of both sides were entangled to the extreme, they each shouted angrily and the power burst out through the weapons. Both of them only felt the tremendous force coming from the weapons, and then both of them let go of the weapons , and the weapons spun and pierced into the statue in the center of the square, with only the lower half of the body left.
…
At this moment, when Mo Cheng and the leader of the cult were fighting, Ephialtis, who was protected by Taisai's power at the edge of the square and had been watching the fight between the two, finally closed his jaw.
"It's really a battle like a storm."
"It's still early." Taisai stared at the head of the cult carefully and explained, "The movement just now was just a warm-up."
As he spoke, regardless of Ephialtis's even more surprised look, Taisai continued to devote some of his energy to observation and vigilance.
He was looking for Maxer. Although he was certain that the leader of the cult was Maxer's follower, Taisai had not seen any trace of Maxer until now.
Based on his understanding of Maxer, when this guy is not under other people's noses, he is most likely planning to cause trouble in secret.
…
After the weapons left their hands, neither of them had any intention of stopping, and they punched each other at the same time.
The fist broke through the air, the sound barrier was broken, and the two fists covered with white water vapor collided head-on.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying shock wave spread out in all directions with the place where the fists collided as the center.
A pure collision of power, a pure impact. Even if there was a thick bluestone floor under your feet, it would only turn into sand and gravel fragments under the aftermath of this power.
Mo Cheng slid like a ghost, avoiding the sharp claws and approaching the leader to within an arm's length.
The best distance to start a combo.
Kick the leader's legs diagonally from below to disrupt his center of gravity.
After destroying the center of gravity, the left fist hit the abdomen directly, causing further stiffness.
Then flames exploded on Mo Cheng's body, and the flames burning from the inside out were like lotus flowers, and his body burst out with even greater speed and strength for a second time.
The knee blasted the leader's body off the ground, causing him to float in the air. Mo Cheng then stood up and spun his legs horizontally, forming a whirlwind.
The whirlwind bit the leader of the cult like a hungry wolf. The stiffness caused by the combo had not yet dissipated, and what came faster than freedom was Mo Cheng's fist.
The fist from bottom to top roared like a ferocious beast, completely lifting the cult leader off the ground and floating in the air.
At this point the cult leader had realized that continuing to float in the air would only lead to even more ferocious and vicious attacks, so he kept exerting his strength to try to step onto the ground.
And Mo Cheng [kindly] helped him realize this wish.
A ruthless knife fell from the sky and hit the back of the cult leader's head. The huge kinetic energy made him fall to the ground faster than he could ascend to heaven, and the powerful force pushed his head directly into the ground.
The whole body was upside down, as if someone had stuck it into the ground headfirst.
