Chapter 1093: Who Lost?

Bang! Bang!

There were suddenly two low muffled sounds within Chu Kun's body that spread out, and then a strong force erupted from his body, and the arm that was originally white and temporary, instantly appeared with green colored scales.

At the same time, behind his back, there was also a hidden dragon shadow emerging.

“Try again!”

The corner of Chu Kun's mouth spread a cold smile, and he exploded with a punch at Lin Mo.

Due to the distance being too close and the fact that this was an instantaneous burst from him, Lin Mo didn't have time to dodge and could only face this punch hard!

Boom!

Under the gaze of the horrified crowd, the Heavenly Dragon of Creation and Chu Kun's fist blasted together, the powerful impacts collided and instantly erupted with a surprising sound.

Immediately afterward, a layer of terrifying Yuan Power winds whistled out, and Lin Mo's figure was ruthlessly sent flying by this punch.

A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spray out of his mouth.

“So strong!” Lin Mo was also quite surprised inwardly, his skill Ying Long's body, his physical strength was not known to be much stronger than that of a normal person, and at that time in the Nine States, he had also received a superb forging, and his strength had been taken to the next level.

But even so, his power is still unable to resist Chu Kun who opened the body of the Swimming Dragon Possession

“You lose!”

After Lin Mo's figure flew backwards, Chu Kun immediately took advantage of the victory, his figure chased after him like lightning, and that terrifying fist was again full of power, blasting away with Lin Mo's chest.

“Palm Sect!”

Seeing this scene, the crowd of the Sacred Gambling Sect all shrieked.

“Alright, Mr. Chu, stop it.” Ye Duyun also shouted loudly.

Next to him, Lan Yan, who hadn't been attentive all this time, also had a twinkle in her eye and was about to make a move right away; the people of the Sacred Gambling Sect could tell that Lin Mo was in a bad situation, so of course she could see it as well.

This Chu Kun's power had surged in vain, and the power that had erupted was no longer something that Lin Mo could resist.

Moreover, this kid was quite experienced in fighting, and didn't give Lin Mo any chance to catch his breath, and now that his strength and speed were crushing Lin Mo, Lin Mo didn't have much of a chance to utilize his powerful martial arts skills at all.

Based on a duel of physical strength alone, Lin Mo was bound to lose.

“Sect Leader quickly admit defeat, you can't die.” On the Sacred Gambling Sect's side, an elder shouted.

“One Rider!”

Just before the cushion of shrieks started to erupt, Lin Mo had already utilized all his strength, lifted up the Heavenly Dragon of Creation, and flashed away with lightning speed.

Lin Mo's Ride for a Thousand was extremely fast, and even this swift punch of Chu Kun's couldn't catch up and could only blast into empty space.

Boom!

Space exploded under that fist blast.

“Hmph, escaped?” Chu Kun snorted angrily when he saw Lin Mo escaping.

After saying that, his figure was like lightning again as he chased towards Lin Mo. He knew very well that in order to defeat Lin Mo, he had to rely on his physical strength, or secret techniques.

Because in terms of the degree of condensation of Yuan Power, he was 80% unlike Lin Mo.

“Escape? I don't need to escape!”

Lin Mo also snorted coldly, then his body's Heavenly Dragon Yuan Power surged, and an aura like a hurricane instantly swept out.

“Inherited martial skill, Ghost God's Wrath!”

Lin Mo shouted in a deep voice, and all sorts of ghost and god shadows suddenly surrounded him, while on the Heavenly Dragon of Creation in his hand, the surging golden light instantly turned into golden flames.

Immediately afterward, he looked like he was possessed by a ghost or god, and an extremely powerful force flowed through his body.

“Pretending to be a god!”

Chu Kun's figure had already arrived in front of Lin Mo, and that powerful and domineering fist instantly exploded out, while the Heavenly Dragon of Creation in Lin Mo's hand also erupted with golden flames and danced crazily.

And he swung it extremely fast, forcing Chu Kun to have to be swinging several punches in a row to resist it.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fists and halberds exchanged blows, instantly erupting in a burst of amazing booms, but this time, Lin Mo wasn't sent flying by Chu Kun's powerful force.

With the power of Ghost God's Wrath, Lin Mo instead gained the upper hand, only to see that he swung his halberd eight times in a row, and the last time he stored up his strength and attacked violently, he actually swept Chu Kun's halberd away by tens of meters.

“How is it possible!”

Chu Kun, whose figure flew backwards, shock immediately surged in his eyes.

“Raging Battle of the Eight Wastelands!”

“Inherited martial skill, Sweeping the Ten Thousand States!”

This time, to Lin Mo did not give him too much time to be surprised, only to see Lin Mo's figure instantly leaping up, his hands gripping the Heavenly Dragon of Creation, and sweeping across at the backwards flying out.

Boom!

As a sound of air bursting spread, the crowd saw that a 100 meter long golden wave of light, from the side of the halberd wielded by Lin Mo, swept horizontally.

Strong aura fluctuations, like huge waves, swept out in all directions.

At the same time, behind Chu Kun, there was a huge golden shadow that rose up from the ground, and the radiant golden light around the huge shadow turned into an endless fury that spread out.

And then he clasped his hands in fists, and against the Chu Kun who flew backwards, he slammed down angrily.