"The grade of the spirit pattern has been promoted to the third rank of the ground level!".

Don't look at his Spirit Pattern Rank, he has only improved by two grades. But the benefits are enormous.

The fire wood sword pattern not only allowed Mo Fan to have a sword body. Since then, practicing sword exercises and martial arts has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

What's more, Mo Fan's current speed of absorbing aura is at least five times faster than before!

It is no exaggeration to say that Mo Fan's spirit pattern quality, looking at the entire Beicang Continent, is definitely the top!

After exhaling a breath of turbidity, Mo Fan slowly got up, bowed to the Sword Heavenly King, and said, "Thank you seniors for your success!"

The Sword Heavenly King looked at Mo Fan, and a deep envy passed through the depths of his eyes.

Ground level three grade spirit pattern, back then, if he could have such a talent, he could go to the spirit realm. His achievements could never be limited to the Heavenly King Double Heavenly ......

"Get out!"

The Domineering Heavenly King shook his head, waved his big sleeves, and directly teleported Mo Fan out of the One Yuan Dot.

Outside the turret, the void suddenly rippled and condensed into a spatial gate.

Su Fengyun saw Mo Fan come out, and there was an inquiring look in his eyes.

Mo Fan smiled and nodded.

Although Su Fengyun guessed in his heart, when he saw Mo Fan nodding, a look of joy still appeared on his face.

"It's not too early, Mo Fan and I will leave, you don't have to send it. ”

Su Fengyun smiled at the Great Elder of the Badaomen, pulled Mo Fan and prepared to leave.

"After taking the anti-heaven fate of my sword gate, are you going to leave like this?"

A neutral voice suddenly exploded in the sky, setting off waves of sound.

A middle-aged man with a majestic face and a sword-eyed eyebrow. Coming from the distant sky.

He was full of momentum, like a god, and every time he stepped out of the surrounding void, wisps of spatial cracks would appear.

"Heavenly King Realm powerhouse!" Mo Fan's eyes shrank slightly.

You don't have to guess to know that the middle-aged man who stepped into the air is the master of the Badao Gate - Luo Tiandao!

"Why, the Lord of the Romans forced us to stay?"

Su Fengyun sneered, and the cultivation of the Nine Heavens of the Human King was like a flood that burst the embankment, and it exploded.

Although Luo Tiandao is a powerhouse in the Heavenly King Realm, it is only a Heavenly King. Su Fengyun was only a small realm below him.

In addition, Su Fengyun is a sword cultivator, and the Yiyuan Sword Sect has been inherited to the Sword God Sect thousands of years ago, and the sect has several top-level exercises and martial arts. 35xs

If Su Fengyun was desperate, even Luo Tiandao would not be able to keep him.

"Damn, doesn't this old man have a secret disease in his body? How can I cultivate not only did not fall, but broke through to the peak of the human king realm!" Luo Tiandao said with hatred in his heart.

He looked at Su Fengyun with a gloomy face and said, "You can go, but the fate in the One Yuan Dota belongs to me to dominate the Daomen." Gotta stay!"

Although Luo Tiandao is the master of the Badao Gate, he only knows that there is an opportunity against the sky in the One Yuan Knife Tower. I don't know what chance is.

When Su Fengyun heard Luo Tiandao's words, his face also turned cold, his sword aura was all over his body, and he said in a cold voice: "I'm sorry! The opportunity of the One Yuan Dota was won by Mo Fan with his ability. Why leave it to you to dominate the knife gate. I want to see what you Luo Tiandao is capable of keeping the two of us!"

As the words fell, Su Fengyun's right hand shook towards the void, and the natal spirit sword was instantly unsheathed. The terrifying sword power directly tore a hole in the sky above his head. Swallow out wisps of terrifying spatial chaos.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme, and the big war was about to break out!

Looking at the tense Luo Tiandao and Su Fengyun, the Great Elder of the Badaomen frowned and twisted into a Sichuan character.

He didn't expect things to be so tricky.

The Great Elder of the Badao Sect knew very well that although Luo Tiandao could defeat Su Fengyun, he would definitely not be able to keep him. Moreover, these two people are the top powerhouses in the Beicang Continent, and once a war starts, the Badao Gate will definitely be seriously damaged. Maybe there will be disciples who will be involved and suffer casualties.

After pondering for a moment, he spoke: "Sect Master Su, you and the sect master both represent the entire sect, and the involvement is too great. It's better to leave this matter to the younger generation to solve. ”

"I sent a disciple of the Sword Sect to fight, if Mo Fan can defeat him. That's the end of it. But if Mo Fan loses, then the opportunity in the one-yuan turret will remain!"

When Su Fengyun heard this, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

As the Great Elder of the Badao Sect said, as the sect master of the One-Yuan Sword Sect, he represented the entire sect. If you can avoid war, that's the best.

"Who do you want to send to fight? Su Fengyun said coldly.

The Great Elder of the Badao Sect, after thinking for a moment, said, "Lei Yan!"

Before his words fell, Su Fengyun pointed to his nose and scolded: "I, Lei Yan is a powerhouse in the Martial King Realm, and he ranks ninth among the top ten princes in the mainland. You actually let him fight against Mo Fan of the Fifth Heaven of the Heavenly Sect, and you still have no shame in dominating the Sword Sect?"

The face of the Great Elder of the Badaomen couldn't help but blush, it was indeed a bit shameless to do so. But in order to save the opportunity in the One Yuan Dot, he had no choice.

"In that case, there's not much to say. Luo Tiandao, do it!" Su Fengyun snorted angrily.

Just when he held the natal spirit sword in his hand and was about to make a move. Mo Fan stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Uncle Su!"

Mo Fan turned his head to look at the Great Elder of the Badaomen, and said lightly: "Senior, as long as I defeat Lei Yan." The Tyrant Gate will no longer stop us from leaving?"

The Great Elder of the Badao Sect glanced at Luo Tiandao, and after seeing him nodding, he agreed, "That's right!"

"Okay, this battle, I agreed!" Mo Fan nodded.

Su Fengyun's eyes widened, and it was too late to stop him.

"Mo Fan, Lei Yan's strength is comparable to that of an ordinary Martial King Erzhong Heaven cultivator. Are you sure?" said Su Fengyun.

"Uncle Su, aren't you at ease with what I do? I never do things that I am not sure of. Mo Fan smiled slightly.

When Su Fengyun heard this, the tension on his face relaxed slightly. But there was still a hint of worry in his eyes.

Although he has confidence in Mo Fan. But the difference between the cultivation of the two is too great. Can the monks of the Five Heavens of the Heavenly Sect beat the monks of the First Heaven of the Martial King?

The Great Elder of the Badaomen was afraid that Mo Fan would regret it, so he hurriedly summoned Lei Yan and arranged the martial arts stage.

"The rules of the battle are very simple, one side admits defeat, or one side falls off the stage, and the battle is over. The Great Elder of the Badao Sect spoke.

Seeing that Mo Fan and Lei Yan had no objections, the Great Elder of the Badaomen announced, "The battle begins!"

On the martial arts stage, Lei Yan did not rush to make a move, but looked at Mo Fan with contempt and said, "Are you going to cut off your arms and admit defeat?" Or will I break your arms and throw you off the stage?"