Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The so-called loud sound of Xi, until the air ripples caused by the two people finally dissipated, finally sounded a rumbling sound between heaven and earth, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Fortunately, there is no

one around this place, there is no special existence, and the monks do not pass by much.

Otherwise, such a strange state will definitely attract a large number of onlookers.

The

static figures of the two changed abruptly, Mo Yu's body did not move, but even leaned back a little, on the other hand, Shao Heng, the huge three-zhang and nine-foot body actually took three steps back.

It's ......

！！？

Shao Heng was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief when he looked at Mo Yu.

He has always been very satisfied with his flesh, especially those who are scornful of the so-called Tianjiao, in his opinion, those guys are some people who sell their reputations.

In countless battles, he proved to the world that even without the cultivation of forces, he could already trample most Tianjiao under his feet.

And these countless battles have also successfully cultivated his self-esteem and undefeated will to fight.

But as soon as he fought today, Mo Yu defeated him in the physical strength that he was proud of.

"Although I always knew that you were quite strong, I didn't expect you to be a little stronger than I imagined!" Shao Heng slowly straightened his body, his body more than three feet tall returned to its normal size, looked at Mo Yu, and said with a solemn face.

Mo Yu sneered, this deputy city lord is used to being arrogant on weekdays, and he is very confident in his own strength!

To be able to do such a thing in battle, Mo Yu almost laughed out loud.

This kind of person is good, strong is really strong, but once it collapses, it will be devastating.

Because once they collapse, they will directly enter the state of ultimate self-doubt in life, and it is not easy to say anything!

That's why some people slump, and the people who slump are often the very good.

"If you only have this strength, I still advise you to leave early, I won't pursue it!" Mo Yu looked cold and arrogant and said.

As soon as he said this kind of thing, not to mention that Shao Heng had no intention of leaving, even if he had a little idea of leaving, he would be able to score a victory or defeat when Mo Yu said this.

Shao Heng sneered, looking at Mo Yu's eyes full of banter, and after no one moved his shoulders for a moment, he said, "Investigate, you seem to have misunderstood what I mean!"

"Oh?" Mo Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Then I don't know what you mean?"

Shao Heng's face suddenly became serious, and his strong body turned from bronze to bright gold under Mo Yu's gaze, and then gradually turned into dark gold, but it didn't stop, and finally turned into a state of lead gray mixed with light cyan!

This made Shao Heng's whole person look sickly, and that state was as if he had fallen into the dry cement powder and crawled out again, but the breath on his body was even more cold, like an ice cellar.

It was obviously a hot summer day, but at this time, Mo Yu even felt a trace of cold, and the sun could not bring him even a trace of temperature.

What's even more weird is that Shao Heng's whole breathing, heartbeat, and blood all stopped flowing, as if he was really dead.

But his eyes flickered with cold light, filled with a dangerous aura, and he was obviously self-conscious.

An interested look appeared on Mo Yu's face, this Shao Heng's state was very interesting.

This state made Mo Yu involuntarily think of a certain creature called a zombie.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, but people like you won't cooperate if they don't realize the difference in strength!" Shao Heng seemed to want to laugh, but his expression was very stiff at this time.

Mo Yu's eyes moved, it seemed that Shao Heng's technique was not so perfect, although he could feel the threat from the other party's body that even he was a little frightened.

"Whoosh!".

Mo Yu's eyebrows were tingling, the black shadow flashed in front of him, and he felt a strong wind coming, and he didn't think that his body suddenly fell backwards, and he dodged the swift blow with a move of the iron plate bridge.

What a fast speed!

Mo Yu didn't have time to sigh, Shao Heng was just above him, the tips of his fingers were more than a foot long, and the silver gray nails that flickered with cold light were like five sharp blades.

Shao Heng's five fingers pinched up, and the five silver and gray nails were actually put together, like a long cone, piercing towards Mo Yu's chest.

It was the stinging sensation that this thing brought to Mo Yu just now.

Mo Yu's pupils shrank, his arm suddenly exerted force, and with the sound of whistling wind in his right foot, he swept through an afterimage and kicked directly at Shao Heng's back, kicking his body out.

And he himself turned back in the air, and without waiting for his body to stand firm, with a slight touch under his feet, it was already like a fluttering wind chasing towards Shao Heng's flying figure.

Mo Yu's eyes were cold, but he didn't expect that Shao Heng's body was so stiff at this time, but the speed of the other party was unbelievably fast, making him almost suffer a big loss.

This is still the situation that the other party can't fully grasp the physical body, if the other party can perfectly control this physical body, then what's the point?

Shao Heng's flying figure flashed, and he had already appeared in another direction, looking at Mo Yu's eyes a little jealous.

After transforming into this state, in fact, Shao Heng's sense of touch and pain have been reduced to a state of nothingness.

But Mo Yu's kick in the back just now actually made him feel a burning heat, and the pain was not strong, but until this time, his cold flesh, the part where he was kicked still had that feeling.

It was a feeling that made him extremely uncomfortable. Moreover, the aura of Mo Yu's strength made him very disgusted.

Mo Yu turned his neck slightly and smiled lightly at Shao Heng.

Shao Heng's eyes shrank, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, he seemed to feel that Mo Yu's body seemed to be thicker than before.

A strange aura escaped from Mo Yu's body, and Mo Yu just stood there quietly, but he seemed to have a feeling of looking at everything.

This made Shao Heng very uncomfortable, as if it was a kind of bloodline suppression.

Although the two have only fought three times in total so far, Shao Heng has already felt a huge pressure.

Mo Yu was as powerful as he expected!

To be precise, Mo Yu was much stronger than he thought.

Mo Yu suddenly made an inviting gesture towards Shao Heng with his right hand deep, palm facing up, and his four fingers slightly bent.

Shao Heng's face turned cold, Mo Yu's actions seemed to him to be completely insulting! How could he, Shao Heng, ever be so despised by the other party.

"I've changed my mind!".