Looking at her grandmother's complicated expression alternating between shock and anger, Cod laughed secretly, and there was an inexplicable sense of pride in her heart.

Not to mention the thoughts of Madame Jade and Cod, the center of the collision of powers, the old man Wushi had a gloomy face, and his figure flew out.

Mo Fan was not much better, the god-level strength of the old man Wushi was still faintly above him, and the power transmitted back from his hand directly shocked him back.

"Is this the power of the god level? It's really not simple, and it's not worse than Yoyuki's iron arrow. ”

Mo Fan quickly stabilized his body and regained his strength.

At the same time, he silently calculated the strength level of the old man Wushi in his heart.

is also a god-level existence, although the old man Wushi is an old powerhouse, he is definitely not comparable to the six supremes of the empire.

"It's far worse than the Poison Emperor, but it's better than Yang Yuji, I should still have hope. ”

Mo Fan muttered secretly, and then clenched his fists again.

If the Poison Emperor was in front of him, he would have exposed the power of the Rune Master, and the result would not make any difference, he would definitely be far from being an opponent.

But just a little better than Yoyuki, he still has hope.

Don't forget, no matter how powerful Yoyuki is, didn't he lose to him in the end?

And now he will definitely not be half a point weaker than when he was in the Guangwu World.

"Rune Master? Yes, I didn't expect you to have this identity.

Since that's the case, you're welcome to take this seat, and today I'll let you see the real strength of this seat. ”

The cold voice of the old man Wushi suddenly came.

Mo Fan looked up, but saw that the old man Wushi was shooting straight at him like lightning.

"Strike first, even if I stand still, can you hurt me in the slightest?"

Mo Fan pursed his lips and smiled, and a pale golden halo suddenly enveloped his whole body, and then another faint halo clinged to the former.

The small five-element Bible, as well as the Fuwu Iron Wall, the two major means of defense joined forces for the first time to resist the attack of a strong enemy.

The old man Wushi was extremely fast, and he had just prepared for defense when a black afterimage fell on him.

Faintly visible, it was a black glove with a row of serrations that shimmered with cold light.

"Wu Silk Glove! Wu Shi, the old immortal fellow, is finally starting to get serious. ”

A few miles away, Madame Yu stared at her and muttered in a low voice.

The old man Wushi is an old god-level powerhouse, and his weapon, the Wusi glove, Mrs. Jade has also heard of it.

Legend has it that the gloves are made entirely of a rare black metal that originates from outer space and will not change even in extreme conditions such as extreme cold and heat.

However, because of this property, although the metal has excellent properties, it cannot be forged at all, and can only be delicately processed according to the original form of the metal.

Even in the Imperial Army, there are not many such rare metals.

It is rumored that in order to get enough of this metal, the old man of Wushi also paid a lot of price.

Even the black silk gloves were taken out, and the old man Wushi obviously let go of his contempt and was ready to go all out.

Mo Fan didn't know what the black silk glove was, but the moment the black afterimage fell on him, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Fu Wu's iron wall shook violently, and the spiritual power surged wildly, and the Guardian Spirit Pattern and the Gathering Spirit Pattern burst out with all their power at the same time.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, Mo Fan flew upside down, directly smashing a big pit on the ground not far away.

"I'll go, this guy, he didn't show his real ability at all before, this time it's his real strength. ”

A moment later, in the big pit, Mo Fan gasped for breath, unharmed, but crawled up a little embarrassed.

Fu Wu's iron wall was broken, but at the moment it was broken, the power of Old Man Wushi's punch was also exhausted at the same time.

But Fu Wu Tiebi was only able to block this punch, just the power of the shock made him not have the slightest power to resist, and flew out directly upside down, smashing deep into the pit.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was hard enough and he had the protection of the Little Five Elements Bible, the moment he smashed into the big pit, he would have been seriously injured at the lightest.

Moreover, this time he had to re-evaluate the strength of this black stone.

If the previous Wushi was only slightly better than the weakest god-level existence, then the current Wushi has almost doubled in strength, even if it is still far from enough to compete with the Poison Emperor, it is also an extraordinary god-level existence that can be compared.

"This guy is really an old god-level existence, it's just an extra pair of gloves, and his strength has actually increased so much. ”

Mo Fan's mind was in a hurry, and as soon as he stood up, his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Boy, the last time I went all out was two hundred years ago, and it won't be a loss for you to die at the hands of this seat today. ”

The voice of the old man Wushi was close in front of him, and there was this high-pitched, ant-like tone, as if he was saying that he should feel honored to be able to die under this guy's full strength.

"I'll go, what do you mean by not losing? How old are you Wushi? My Mo Fan's life is not so worthless!"

Mo Fan roared a few words, then raised his head, his eyes instantly red.

"Martial Soul, two hundred times outbreak!"

"Fu force soars to the sky, the power of the high-level Nine Dragons!"

A dragon groan sounded faintly, but Mo Fan was suddenly slightly stunned.

This sound seems to be wrong!

But before he could think about it, the black afterimage had already fallen.

"Really? Then you should die. ”

The old man Wushi sneered disdainfully, and made a sudden move.

There was another loud bang, and the aftermath reverberated in all directions.

Madam Yu's face changed again, and the aftermath of this time was even more intense than before, even if it was her, before her cultivation was fully recovered, she was not sure that she could stop it.

In the flying dust, a figure flew upside down, and with a muffled sound, it seemed to smash a large crater on the ground.

It was almost different from the first meeting, this time Mo Fan was completely down.

Mo Fan, who is full of strength, is at most comparable to an existence that has just entered the god level, and compared with the old man Wushi, who is also full of strength and is nearly twice as powerful as the existence of the first god level, he has no chance of winning.

This time, the old man Wushi didn't give Mo Fan a chance to breathe, and when he sent Mo Fan out again, his figure disappeared directly, and he chased after Mo Fan.

When Mo Fan gasped and struggled to get up from the big pit, his face darkened again, and his face suddenly changed.

"So fast!"

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the black afterimage fell on him again, and he had no power to resist, and flew directly upside down.

"Grandma!"

Seeing that Mo Fan was beaten out by the old man Wushi again and again, Mo Fan had almost no power to resist in front of the old man Wushi, as if he was a human sandbag, and the cod's delicate little face was already white, and she couldn't help but hug her grandmother's arm in a trembling voice.

(End of chapter)