Is this okay?

The next second, the black scythe fell once again.

when!

It was bounced off by the armor again.

"It's really hard!" she said unhappily, somewhat at a loss for what to do.

Then Leng Mo's celestial phenomena reappeared.

"The heavens are moving!"

"..."

boom!

"Don't think this is the end of it!"

"The heavens are moving!"

boom!

"Why is it so hard?!"

"The heavens are moving!"

boom!

"I can't cut it! I'm so angry!!"

"The heavens are moving!"

boom!

"Is that all you know how to do?!"

"This is the way of Heaven!!"

boom!

"..."

"This is the way of Heaven!"

boom!

"You should just go ahead and observe the myriad phenomena..."

"The heavens are moving!"

"..."

boom!

A series of Jade Pavilion attacks landed on the battleground between Leng Mo and Jibril, creating increasingly larger craters. The sheer force of the attack was overwhelming, but the damage was zero, which was quite embarrassing.

Jibril couldn't break through Leng Mo's defenses. Leng Mo's mind was filled with all sorts of phenomena, and he was enjoying the crushing blows.

The attacks from both sides struck each other in a frenzy that could only be described in two words.

immunity!

Finally, Jibril couldn't take it anymore and angrily threw down the black scythe in her hand.

"I'm furious! You're infuriating, but you're definitely someone worth going all out on. So, are you ready? I'm going all out from here!!"

Jibril created distance, and her entire body erupted with elven magic, which gathered above her in a visible black mass.

At this moment, her long hair, wings, and decorations swayed towards the sky under the immense magical fluctuations, as if some terrible gravitational force was attracting everything.

"Sa, let me see if you can survive."

Jibril stared wide-eyed at Leng Mo, who remained motionless on the ground, her expression turning solemn.

Leng Mo paused slightly upon seeing this scene, feeling a sense of dread in his heart.

"Wait! Holy crap! How could this be..."

He looked at Jibril's attack as if he had sensed something terrible.

The next second, Jibril's eyes gleamed.

"Sky strike!"

boom--! !

The full power unleashed by the Skywing race descended from the sky!

Leng Mo on the ground was directly swallowed up by the Heavenly Strike; the massive explosion and elven magic consumed everything in front of him.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Leng Mo roared in frustration as the arrow struck down from the sky.

Then he leaped into the air and charged towards the sky!

A cry of despair and resentment burst forth from his mouth.

"Secret Technique: I don't have a finishing move, ahhhh! CIAO!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched through the Sky Strike and rushed towards Jibril at lightning speed.

Then the fist landed hard on Jibril's face, who had transformed into a mini-Jibril.

"What!? How..."

boom! !

Jibril was sent flying by Leng Mo's punch. Amidst the explosion of the Sky Strike, she spun and jumped on the ground in the distance, her eyes closed.

A moment later, Leng Mo stood on the ground after the battle, shouting in frustration and resentment:

"I—don't—have—a—special—kill—!"

Chapter 238: Little Lucky Chicken Stew with Mushrooms is finished.

The feeling of having to rely on a basic attack instead of a cool and decisive finishing move left Leng Mo with an unprecedented sense of frustration. He felt pain and was even unable to stand up.

Leng Mo was so devastated that he fell to the ground and let out a painful scream.

"Hmph! Hmph!"

Not far from Leng Mo was Jibril, whose nose was bleeding profusely from a punch. She covered her nose and rolled on the ground, letting out a painful scream.

"Ughhhhhh! My nose! Ughhhhhhh!"

In an instant, Leng Mo and Jibril rolled around on the ground, both letting out painful cries.

At this moment, Senior Madoka, carrying a pink jetpack, slowly landed to the side. The battle just now must have alarmed everyone, but this scene is just too outrageous.

"What's going on?" Senior Xiaoyuan landed to the side and looked at Leng Mo and Jibril rolling on the ground and shouting in grief, completely dumbfounded.

Not to be rude... but let me calm down and analyze this situation first... and I can't figure it out.

Just as Madoka was completely bewildered, Homura Akemi arrived with Ningguang and Sheele.

The three of them were completely dumbfounded when they saw this.

Ningguang glanced at the ruins beside her. She couldn't be mistaken; it was her own Qunyu Pavilion. For a moment, the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily. Although she didn't know what had happened, she was certain that this was the effect of at least several Qunyu Pavilions being smashed down.

She was heartbroken when she saw several identical fragments of the Emperor's ceramic art.

"What's going on here?" Homura Akemi stared in shock at Leng Mo and Jibril rolling on the ground, unable to comprehend it for a moment.

"I don't know either, it was like this when I came." Senior Xiaoyuan spread her hands, full of helplessness, completely unaware of what was going on.

"Could it be that the battle was evenly matched and both sides were injured?" Ningguang made her own guess. She knew Jibril's strength; she was definitely at the level of a demon god.

Now that Jibril has shrunk, it means she used Sky Strike. As for Leng Mo... she has never seen Leng Mo in this form, nor does she know his exact strength, so she can only guess.

"It doesn't seem like it." Hill saw that Leng Mo didn't look injured at all, and he couldn't even imagine that Leng Mo was injured.

There was even a ridiculous idea that Leng Mo might get hurt.

In Hill's eyes, no matter how reckless Leng Mo was, he would never joke about his life.

"Amo, what happened?"

Homura Akemi couldn't hold back any longer and went straight up to Leng Mo, kicking his leg and asking.

"Little—Homura—ah—! Do you know that?!" Leng Mo immediately sat up and shouted when he saw Homura Akemi.

"I don't know, that's why I asked." Akemi Homura felt that Leng Mo was fine, but something was wrong with the situation.

"Just now... Little Ji! She unleashed a deadly Heavenly Strike!"

"Oh, and then what?"

"I stood there stunned for a long time before I realized a painful truth!"

"What is it?"

"I don't necessarily want to kill."

"????"

"No ultimate move! Xiao Ji's Sky Strike is so cool, but me? I just go in and do a normal attack and she's gone! It's just not cool at all!! I want a cool ultimate move too!"

"..."

"No way! I absolutely cannot accept this! I, Leng Mo, have never been treated with such humiliation in my entire life!"

Leng Mo was furious and immediately took out his phone to make a call. Xiao Meiyan was taken aback when she saw this and asked curiously.

Who are you calling?

"factory."

"what?"

Just as Homura Akemi was in a daze, the call connected.

"Hello? How can I help you?"

"I want an authentic Bandai Black Hole Belt, complete with the belt and special attack voice lines. Do you have any in stock?"

"Yes! Black Hole Trigger 750, Belt 350, want a bottle? I'll give you a bottle for 200 each."

"Holy crap! That's so expensive! The Black Hole Trigger is outrageous, one of them is equivalent to a whole set!"

"That's the price for the genuine product."

"Okay, I'll take the whole set. Being handsome lasts a lifetime, but money can be earned again."

"No problem, cash on delivery, just give me an address."

"It's in my neighborhood, you know it."

"no problem."

"Bye."

"bye."

Paji.

Leng Mo quickly hung up the phone, feeling reassured that even his basic attacks would have sound effects from now on!

"Haha! Now I have a man I can definitely kill!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Seeing this, Homura Akemi and the others were speechless. They finally understood what Leng Mo was struggling with: he was complaining that he didn't have a cool special move during the battle.

"Whatever makes you happy..." Homura Akemi covered her face speechlessly, no longer wanting to complain.

Who did you call? Which world are you from? Who pays the phone bill? Are there long-distance roaming charges?

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Senior Xiaoyuan ran to Leng Mo's side with a strange expression and asked, puzzled:

"Ah Mo, why don't you ask me for something like this? I can make it for you, and if you give me the money, I can even build one that's indestructible, and I can even customize the voice. You can have whatever voice you want."

“Ah…” Leng Mo paused upon hearing this, somewhat stunned.

"So what are you going to do for me?" Senior Xiaoyuan asked jokingly.