Mo Fan shook his head secretly.

This kind of flame, he just has a little impression, it seems that some ancient books have mentioned that this is the fire of Buddhism at the same level as karmic fire, and besides, he doesn't know anything.

Mo Fan moved his body and took a step forward, but then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Although this Void True Fire was extinguished by the power of the Light Holy Pattern, after all, it had still burned in his body, and although the injury was not serious, it was not too light.

This is also that his physical fitness is tough enough, and if he changes someone else, the moment this void real fire just burns, I am afraid that he will already be dead.

Even if it is an immortal body, in front of this sexual void true fire, it generally can't hold on for a while.

However, Mo Fan was only vomiting blood, and the power aura of the tenth-order peak did not weaken in the slightest.

"Donor, you win, the poor monk admits defeat!"

Finding that Mo Fan suddenly vomited blood, many people from the three sects and six sects were secretly happy, but the Xingzhen monk of the Buddha Sect suddenly folded his hands and took the initiative to admit defeat, quite simply.

Rujian Lutong and Dao Sect Elder Qi Qi frowned and looked over suspiciously.

Everyone knows that Buddhism has a lot to do with Lianyun Sect, but the water is not released like this, it is too obvious, just because everyone is blind.

What's more, this young man is from the Imperial Military Department, and everyone himself has made it clear that he is not from Lian Yun Sect for the time being.

Such a great opportunity, monk, did you really give up like that?

Monk Xingzhen didn't explain, as if he didn't see the strange eyes of other people at all, and obediently admitted defeat.

What's wrong with vomiting blood? The strength and aura of the people have not weakened by half a point, and their strength has not been affected in any way.

In other words, the injury is not as serious as it seems.

If he didn't admit defeat quickly, Monk Xingzhen had no doubts, and Mo Fan would definitely take the opportunity to retaliate and unceremoniously hit him hard.

Anyway, he was determined to lose, even if it was for self-preservation, he had to quickly take the initiative to admit defeat.

"I'll go, this monk is too clever. ”

Mo Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the true monk very depressed and unwillingly.

That's right, this sudden vomiting of blood was intentional on purpose.

And as long as the monk Xingzhen was in the middle of the trick and didn't rush to admit defeat, thinking that he still had a chance, he would be able to beat this guy well.

Otherwise, he was almost burned to death just now, who should he find for such a big account?

It's a pity that Monk Xingzhen admitted defeat, and in front of Jian Lao, he really didn't dare to continue to shoot.

"Okay, the three sects have all admitted defeat, what about the six factions? If you don't accept it, just come up, I'll take it all!"

Seeing that the bald monk who couldn't deceive the Buddhist sect, Mo Fan simply didn't bother to pretend.

He immediately straightened his back, stretched out his fingers, and hooked the elders of the six factions.

This posture, this action, is a little arrogant.

The remaining seven elders of the three sects and six sects immediately frowned and were speechless.

Just now, he obviously looked like he was vomiting blood and getting injured, but in a blink of an eye, he suddenly became arrogant, isn't this clearly playing with them?

Especially the few elders who were a little impatient just now, they suddenly wiped a cold sweat secretly, fortunately they didn't take the opportunity to jump out just now, otherwise, they would definitely be pitted by this kid.

Sure enough, it is still the practitioner of Buddhism who is smart, it seems that he has already seen it, no wonder that guy can recognize it so happily when he admits defeat.

Obviously, compared to the conceited and proud true and personal disciples of Lian Yun Sect, this young man sent by the Imperial Military Department is very difficult to deal with, it is simply too yin, so you have to be very careful.

However, in the face of the provocation of the Imperial Military Department, the three sects and six factions did not have the time to admit their cowardice.

The remaining five elders of the six factions glanced at each other, and then resolutely walked out together.

Don't be kidding, they are the strength of the peak of the tenth order, and they can be crushed to death at will.

If it weren't for the fact that they could land the treasure without any scruples, they would definitely turn around and leave, so they wouldn't go out to die.

Group fighting, decisive group fighting!

After a while, the fighting stopped.

Confucian Sword Lutong, Taoist Elder, Buddhist Sect Xingzhen Monk, the corners of the three of them twitched in unison, and they couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Mo Fan stood there, and he didn't seem to move much.

And at his feet, there were five people lying horizontally, with a blue nose and swollen face, which made people feel frightened when they looked at it.

It's too ruthless, you don't hit people in the face, everyone is a character with a head and a face.

Mo Fan not only robbed them of their treasures like robbers, but also slapped them in the face, and they were not beaten less, and when they went out later, they were afraid that they would not have the face to see anyone.

It's a pity that Mo Fancai doesn't care what they are thinking.

Eat a trench and grow wise, just now because of overconfidence, I almost capsized in the gutter and hung in the hands of the treasure of the monk Xingzhen.

Just in case, this time, of course, he snatched all the treasures first, waited for the threat, and then slowly cleaned up the elders of the six factions.

"Okay, from now on, the Huicheng industry will be under the name of the Wasteland Reclamation Corps of our Imperial Military Department, and for the time being, it will be managed by the Lianyun Sect, and the senior elders of the three sects and six factions have any opinions on this?"

Mo Fan smiled and looked at the elders of the six sects who had not yet gotten up under his feet, and then looked at the three Confucian swords and Lutong of the three sects.

The meaning of this threat is too obvious, and just now I have taught the people of the three sects and six sects one by one, and then I asked their opinions.

At this time, who dares to have an opinion?

Several elders of the six factions just have opinions in their hearts, and their noses and faces are swollen, and they can't open their mouths for the time being.

As for the three sects, the three of them were also silent.

They all lost to Mo Fan one after another, and according to the rules of the competition, Huicheng did belong to the Imperial Military Department, and they didn't have the face to admit it, and they didn't dare to admit it.

After getting rid of the people of the three sects and six factions, Mo Fan immediately looked at Jian Congyi and Jian Lao, the middleman.

"Very good, since everyone has no opinion, then the old man is in charge, and this matter is decided. ”

Jian Congyi Jian Lao was very decisive, and immediately announced the result.

The old man only cares about the peace of Huicheng, as long as the two sides don't fight, who wins and who loses in the end, he really doesn't care.

Several elders of the three sects and six sects looked at each other, and sighed helplessly one after another.

To be honest, they weren't worried about these disciples of Lianyun Sect at all, these people were arrogant, but in fact they were just a group of little guys who didn't have any hair, so they didn't have to worry about it.

Even if there is no Jian Lao to make peace with them, they have many ways to take most of Huicheng's industries without bloodshed.

But the people from the Imperial Military Department suddenly intervened, and deliberately hid in front of a group of junior disciples of Lianyun Sect, and jumped out at a critical time, taking the opportunity to snatch the ownership of Huicheng's property, which completely exceeded their expectations, and caught them off guard.

Especially Jian Congyi, a respected master of calligraphy and painting, also served as a witness and middleman, and their three sects and six factions did not even have a chance to repent.

Losing Huicheng's property, although the loss is not much, they have to quickly use their own means to find a way to give an explanation to the sect.