Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

Looking at this scene, Mo Yuan didn't show the slightest nervousness on his face. Instead, the corners of his mouth curved in a playful manner, as if he were looking at a clown: "That's all? That's all."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand in an understatement and slapped the charging ant with his palm.

In his opinion, this palm is enough to kill this ant.

However, what shocked him was that the moment they fought each other, a terrifying energy violently struck.

Boom!

The two forces collided violently, causing a sky-shattering roar.

Along with the roar, the terrifying momentum rolled back like a stormy sea.

that moment,

The contempt on Mo Yuan's face also froze. Under the collision of this rewinding energy, his body took two steps backward uncontrollably before he stopped.

The native on the other side, whom he despised, retreated more than ten feet in a row.

It seemed to be at a disadvantage, but without any pause, it rushed forward like a cannonball again, and its attack was even more domineering than before.

It was not affected at all by the previous blow.

This made the contemptuous smile on Mo Yuan's face finally disappear, and there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

It seems that this native is stronger than expected.

But so what?

The natives are the natives, and they are no more than ants in front of the powerful men who are in the realm of gods.

Even though he has sealed his realm at this moment and can only show the level of Dongxu Peak, no matter how strong the ants are, they are still just ants.

Mo Yuan chose to take action again, and the two sides fought instantly in mid-air, causing a roar that split the sky.

What made Mo Yuan's expression gloomy was that although the ant in front of him was at a disadvantage in the confrontation.

But the opponent can always fly back and immediately attack from another direction.

There wasn't even a single pause in between.

It seems like I never know how tired I am.

Even on one occasion, Mo Yuan was unable to dodge and was punched in the waist.

That punch shattered his ribs and all his internal organs, which was heartbreaking.

He started slowly one step at a time, then made mistakes in the chaos, and he received a few more punches.

Every punch broke his muscles and bones, and the pain was heartbreaking.

This plunged him into a state of rage and rage.

Who is he.

He is Mo Yuan.

He is not an ordinary cultivator of the Divine Transformation Realm, but a strong man of the Divine Transformation Realm who succeeded in transforming into a Divine Realm through the Four Heavenly Caves.

Known as the Mo clan's first genius in a thousand years, he is even the most likely to defeat the God of Transformation and achieve the existence of a Taoist Master within a thousand years.

Even under this starry sky, there are people with names and surnames.

As a result, under the eyes of a group of monks of the same level around him, he was actually attacked by a tiny ant, and ended up in such an embarrassing situation.

What a shame.

In anger, he saw that he was no match for him with his bare hands, so he directly sacrificed his own magic weapon.

It was a long thorn.

The sashimi is sharp and the runes are flowing.

It is the spiritual weapon of Zhenger Ba Jing.

Even in all the worlds, it is a great killing weapon that ranks at the top of the list of spiritual weapons.

Under this natal magic weapon, countless powerful gods died unexpectedly.

And seeing Mo Yuan sacrifice his life magic weapon, the expressions of the other sealers of the five races around him became strange.

You must know that from the beginning, both sides were bare-handed.

As a result, Mo Yuan revealed his magic weapon first.

What does this show.

This shows that Mo Yuan, the dignified Mo Yuan, cannot defeat the native with just his fists and kicks, so he can only show his magic weapon.

Thinking of the opponent's confidence when he appeared on the stage before.

This is undoubtedly a slap in the face.

However, no matter what method is used, the most important thing is to be able to kill the native in front of him on the spot.

They were fed up with this guy who kept killing people.

The battle on the field broke out again.

I originally thought that Mo Yuan would be absolutely sure this time.

But what made them all stunned was that even if Mo Yuan used the long thorn and had the help of his own magic weapon, he still couldn't kill him.

boom!

Not far away, a hill exploded directly under the attack of the long thorn.

That power made the fragmented space of this ruin tremble.

"Xingyue Slash!"

Mo Yuan shouted coldly and at the same time raised his hand, the long thorn that exploded the hill cut through the sky and slashed diagonally towards Lin Fan.

That slash seemed to split the world apart.

The power it brought was earth-shattering.

The other five people on the field who were also sealers also looked at him sideways.

He is worthy of being the most promising master of the Black Ink Clan.

The power of this hand was obviously exerted at the peak level of Dongxu, but it surpassed the ordinary spirit transformation.

Sure enough.

But in the face of this slash that seemed to create the world, the native once again avoided it.

It was as slippery as a loach.

Not only that, the other party still persevered and quickly closed the distance between them, and punched Mo Yuan in the chest again.

Mo Yuan's chest collapsed.

With a muffled groan, he staggered back.

This caused a sound of air-conditioning to be heard on the field.

Can't take this?

But Mo Yuan's pupils shrank as he staggered back, because just when his chest was blown open and his energy was in chaos, the native actually grabbed his own magic weapon with his backhand.

The change of hand was a fierce and domineering stab.

Without any bells and whistles.

He even briefly lost contact with the thorn at that moment.

You must know that this is a divine weapon that has been cultivated by one's own essence and blood for hundreds of years.

Actually lost contact!

how can that be!

He panicked for a moment, no longer as aloof as before, and hid to one side in embarrassment.

It ended up being a beat slower.

Just listen to a pop.

The heartbreaking pain came directly.

Mo Yuan's pupils shrank and he looked at his chest in disbelief.

His own divine weapon actually stabbed him through!

Although it's not fatal, the pain is real.

And, mostly, it’s not very harmful, it’s extremely insulting.

Mo Yuan felt like he was going crazy.

As a result, at this moment, with a sneer, the long thorn was pulled away.

Before he could recover from the pain, another popping sound reached his ears.

But it was the long thorn that stabbed through his chest again.

After that, a continuous puffing sound came from my ears.

The onlookers around were stunned.

That was the sealer led by the Black Ink Clan this time, but at this moment, his chest was stabbed like a hornet's nest.

This is too unbelievable.

at last,

As Mo Yuan screamed in pain, he once again mastered the magic weapon of his life.

At that time, he wanted to use his own divine weapon to counterattack the opponent, but the opponent simply let go of the long thorn and stepped forward at the same time.

In a flash of lightning, he suffered no less than ten more explosions all over his body.

He was extremely furious.

In the end, he went crazy, and without hesitation, he directly sacrificed the decree of his ancestors who was brought out from the clan specifically to deal with this boy named Lin.

He only has one thought now, and that is to kill this damn guy.

There are no longer any reservations.

Only by killing this guy can he be freed from humiliation and vent his hatred!