The side tiger under the blessing of Hongmen's secret technique was full of momentum at this time, and he just came to Mo Fan in an instant.

"Die!" Bian Hu shouted angrily, and at the same time smashed his fist at Mo Fan in front of him.

At this time, Mo Fan's eyes were burning and he stared at the tiger over there, and then, without reservation, the dark spiritual power in his body poured out, and his figure suddenly erupted and disappeared from the spot.

However, in the end, under the increase of the secret technique, although Mo Fan's speed was already very fast, he was still caught by the tiger over there, Mo Fan saw this, and hurriedly changed his move, his arm downward, and he had time to deal with this blow.

In an instant, Mo Fan's figure was like a kite with a broken string, and the side tiger's eyes were like torches, looking at Mo Fan's retreating figure, he did not stop, but rushed towards Mo Fan's backward figure again.

"Boy, this is the gap between us, accept your fate!" Bian Hu rushed to Mo Fan's side and said gloomily in a low voice.

Red and white blood flowed from the corners of Mo Fan's mouth at this time, and the falling figure seemed to be a little blurred.

Bian Hu watched this scene, and at the same time his arms were accumulating, ready to give this Mo Fan the final blow.

At the moment when Bian Hu was about to touch Mo Fan, suddenly, Bian Hu's heart tightened, as if he felt something, and immediately, he glanced at Mo Fan with a puzzled look, and then, he saw Mo Fan's falling figure suddenly stagnated, and at the same time, from Mo Fan's hand, a white light suddenly appeared.

Coming with an incomparably powerful sword momentum, there was also a firm voice from Mo Fan: "Heaven Slashing Style!"

Because he was in mid-air, and he had just been hit by the tiger over there, Mo Fan at this time, although he had some spare strength to perform the Heaven Cutting Style, but in the end it was still too hasty, so the Heaven Cutting Style he performed was no more than the first layer.

But even so, for Mo Fan's sudden counterattack, it still eased Bian Hu's offensive, and at the same time, Bian Hu had to put away his moves, change his attack to retreat, and the two collided, and they retreated together.

Mo Fan was in the air, and then the back force brought by the side tiger's attack, adjusted his body, and fell down at the same time.

And the tiger over there also stepped on the ground inquiringly, and at the same time, a pair of eyes stared at Mo Fan with unknown colors.

At this time, Mo Fan's physical condition is not good, after all, Bian Hu himself is also a peak of the eighth layer of qi training, under the gain of secret arts, compared to Mo Fan, it is a lot higher in strength, and to be able to fight out of the current situation, for Mo Fan, it is already extremely difficult, if you say it, others are afraid that they will scoff at this, after all, how can the strength of the ninth layer of qi training be so embarrassed to deal with a sixth layer of qi training.

At this time, Bian Hu was in this mood, looking at Mo Fan standing in front of him, Bian Hu only felt that this kid's trickiness was unprecedented among the people he had encountered, not only was his strength surprisingly strong, but the means were also endless.

"Boy, you will really bring surprises, but the more you do this, the more determined I am to kill you, I believe that the treasures and secrets on your body are enough to make up for the sequelae left by my secret magic this time. ”

Mo Fan was naturally so happy when he saw Bian Hu talking there, after all, in the face of Bian Hu who had performed a secret technique, every second that passed, for Mo Fan, it was earned.

"I'm afraid that some people will not only not be able to get the treasure, but will take their own lives. Mo Fan looked at Bian Hu and said lightly.

"Hmph" Bian Hu just snorted coldly, he knew that in terms of kung fu on the lips, he would not be able to take advantage of Mo Fan's mouth, so he was no longer verbose, the spiritual power in his body condensed, and rushed towards Mo Fan again, aiming to kill this Mo Fan here.

Mo Fan naturally moved his body slightly at this time, and then, his wrist flipped, and under Mo Fan's rapid swing, the Absolute Sword instantly slashed through several sword sounds in the air, and then, I saw an inexplicable sword momentum formed in the air, and then, Mo Fan's eyes stared at the figure of the side tiger who was moving forward.

"Is this trick again, boy, I'll tell you, suffer death!" Bian Hu shouted angrily when he saw Mo Fan's familiar gesture.

For Mo Fan's several killing moves, Bian Hu was also very clear in his heart at this time, and at the same time, for Mo Fan, who once again performed the sky-slashing style, he pursed his lips disdainfully, although Mo Fan's moves were indeed powerful, but at the attack level, he relied on the spiritual power of the ninth layer of Qi training, as long as he didn't fight hard with that move, and at the same time, he took that blow, and his own killing move could directly take Mo Fan's life.

After feeling the power of Mo Fan's moves a few times before, although it is definitely not a good thing to resist a blow, Bian Hu is sure in his heart that at most he will be seriously injured, and there will definitely be no serious consequences, but if Mo Fan receives a blow that he disregards his safety, he will 100% die on the spot!

The reason why this method is used is that Bian Hu really has no other moves, after all, although the secret technique is blessed with strength, according to Mo Fan's endless methods now, maybe, he will really be dragged to the end of the secret technique, and when the time comes, it will be him Bian Hu who is in danger.

Therefore, when he saw Mo Fan use that powerful move again, Bian Hu's eyes flashed with excitement, and at the same time, his figure moving forward was a little faster.

At this time, Mo Fan's eyes were slightly closed, feeling the sword in his hand, and under his own dance, the trajectory changed smoothly, as if he had fallen into some enlightenment.

The figure of the side tiger came to Mo Fan in an instant, and when he saw that Mo Fan was still with his eyes closed, he immediately felt a joy in his heart: Boy, at this time, you are so big, you really deserve to die, let me take you!

Thinking about it, Bian Hu looked at Mo Fan, and even thought of the scene when Mo Fan was directly killed on the spot under his own blow.

However, the sinister smile on the corner of Bian Hu's mouth only lasted for a while, and then it changed suddenly.

I saw that Mo Fan's eyes, which had been slightly closed, were directly widened at this time, and a fine light shot out, looking directly at the side tiger.

"Boy, pretend to be a ghost, on the road to Huangquan, go and regret it again!" Although Mo Fan's actions did startle Bian Hu, but at this time, Bian Hu's offensive was already close at hand, although Mo Fan reacted, there was no way out.

Mo Fan didn't seem to have heard of the impending fatal blow, but the speed of the sword momentum that had been changing in his hand was even faster, and at the same time, the changing move was also dazzling, and then, I saw Mo Fan's changing gesture suddenly stopped, and the sword in his hand was also tightly held in Mo Fan's hand.

"Sky Slashing Style, Third Layer!"