Mo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, looked left and right, and was speechless in his heart.

It sounds high-sounding, and he says that he doesn't bully people, but these are three, not one.

Please, the Wasteland Legion is here, is there a third person besides him and Wei Lao?

Wei Lao definitely couldn't take the risk himself, that is to say, he was the only one who could really make a move.

It seems fair that the other party moved out of the two major legions, but in fact, he was the only one in the wasteland army.

How do you look at this, it also allows him to fight three times in a row with the strength of one person, which is still not bullying?

"Are you sure that we can produce three people from the Wasteland Cultivation Army?"

Mo Fan couldn't help it, shook his head with a smile and asked back.

"That's the matter of your Wasteland Legion, besides, the giant air ship is there, if you are worried about being alone, you can ask Weihe to send a few masters down with you.

Anyway, there are only three of them, and it has nothing to do with us which of you makes a shot. ”

The burly man was not embarrassed at all, but glanced at the giant aircraft ship in mid-air as a matter of course.

Mo Fan's eyes lit up, I'll go, why did I forget this big guy?

This is a giant aircraft ship, and there must be more than one Wei Lao in it, maybe there are the top powerhouses of the Wasteland Legion among them.

However, Wei Lao shook his head very shamelessly.

"Don't think about it, the old man was too anxious when he received the news and rushed over, and he didn't have a strong person of this level around him.

Lieutenant Mo Fan, it's all up to you here. ”

Compared to Mo Fan's disappointment, several god warriors seemed to have expected this result a long time ago, and they all showed sarcastic smiles.

The meaning of this smile is really clear.

What does it mean that time is too late? To put it nicely, even if you are given enough time, will your Wasteland Legion be able to find a strong person of our level?

Both sides are very clear about this issue, but they don't say it explicitly in front of outsiders.

"Okay, so which of you comes first?"

Mo Fan let go of Cod and Luo Xiaoyi's soft treachery, and walked out step by step.

He didn't expect the Wasteland Legion to send someone to fight alongside him, and what he said just now was just to laugh at the domineering and shamelessness of the Shenwu Legion.

However, to be honest, in the face of these divine warriors of the Shenwu Legion, he was really a little bottomless in his heart.

It's just that it's all at this time, whether it's for the sake of the face of the Wasteland Reclamation Army or to save Lian Yunzong, he is not allowed to retreat, so he can only rise to the occasion.

"Hmph, of course I'm here first. ”

The arrogant young man couldn't wait to stand up, condescendingly, and looked at Mo Fan with disdain.

"The highest combat power can reach more than seven hundred, and it is indeed quite rare to have this strength.

It's a pity that standing in front of you are the divine warriors of the Shenwu Legion, and our strength is definitely beyond your imagination.

If you dare to do it with us, you don't have to wait for the second game, this first one, you will die. ”

As he spoke, the aura of strength on the cold and arrogant young man's body suddenly skyrocketed.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person of the cold and arrogant young man suddenly attacked like lightning.

Even though Mo Fan had already made enough preparations in his heart, he couldn't help but gasp, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

It's so fast, so fast that you can't react at all.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Mo Fan suddenly flew out upside down.

This is not the end, the cold and arrogant young man seems to have made up his mind and wants to take the opportunity to kill Mo Fan in one fell swoop.

After the blow, it disappeared again, and it actually appeared directly beside Mo Fan, and then another heavy blow.

Bang!

In mid-air, there was another dull loud noise, and Mo Fan suddenly fell from the sky and smashed the main hall.

"Hmph, just this little ability, are you embarrassed to shout with our Shenwu Legion? ”

The arrogant young man clasped his hands and stood in mid-air, looking down at the big pit below, sneering disdainfully.

Everyone in Lianyun Sect was silent, and at this moment, no one was speechless.

When Madam Yu did it with this arrogant young man before, everyone had already seen the powerful strength of this arrogant young man.

But who knows, in the previous battle, this cold and arrogant young man has not yet shown his real strength.

Just the elusive terrifying speed just now, as well as the amazing strength that overwhelmed Mo Fan, this was definitely more than a step stronger than the strength he showed before.

Moreover, listening to what this cold and arrogant young man said just now, the maximum combat power is more than 700!

What are you kidding, they even have the second strongest person in the Cloud Sect, Lady Yu, and their highest combat power is only more than six hundred.

Even Gu Yong, the ancestor of the Gu family, who is the first strongest, has a combat power index of no more than seven hundred.

The combat power index is as high as more than seven hundred, which is a lot higher than that of Madam Yu, and it is almost catching up with the minimum standard of the god king.

But with this strength, he didn't even have a chance to make a move, and he was cleaned up by the cold and arrogant young man in the blink of an eye.

The strength of this divine warrior of the Shenwu Legion of the Imperial Military Department is inevitably too terrifying, too terrifying.

Wei Lao sighed gloomily and didn't say anything, the projection began to fade gradually, as if he was going back.

Yes, just sighing, not disappointed.

In the Wasteland Legion, no one knows the strength of the Shenwu Legion better than Wei Lao, and every time the military department competes for a hundred regiments, the Shenwu Legion has always been the leader, one of the best, and everyone has nothing to say.

What's more, even in the Hundred Regiments Competition, the Shenwu Legion only lets ordinary warriors shoot, and the strongest Divine Warriors have always been known by everyone, and they rarely see them shoot with their own eyes.

Even the ordinary warriors of the Shenwu Legion can completely overwhelm the people of all other legions, and the legendary divine warriors, their strength can be imagined.

It was precisely because he knew the strength of these divine warriors that Wei Lao didn't have much hope for Mo Fan at the beginning, and naturally there was no disappointment at this time.

Moreover, with a combat power index of more than seven hundred, Mo Fan has already proved his strength and value, and only the divine warriors of the Shenwu Legion are too strong.

"Alas, it's a pity!"

Sighing, Wei Lao's projection was about to disappear completely, but then, his old man seemed to have discovered something again, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Rumble!

An astonishing aura of power suddenly erupted and soared into the sky.

"Martial Soul, 1,200 times super explosion!"

At the same time as the low shout sounded, a figure suddenly flew out of the air.

The cold and arrogant young man who was standing in mid-air with a disdainful face just now suddenly froze.

"Are you still not convinced? Very good, then this seat will beat you until you are convinced!"

The arrogant young man reacted very quickly, and while he sneered and spoke, he immediately counterattacked.

However, at the moment when the two forces collided, the face of the cold and arrogant young man froze.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the arrogant young man couldn't help but fly out, and it wasn't until a hundred steps away that he regained his footing.

"Eight hundred combat power?"

The arrogant young man raised his head again, looked at the figure opposite, and muttered with a calm face.

But just this sentence, even the people of the Yun Sect, as well as Elder Wei, were all stunned.

(End of chapter)