Xiao Che was shocked in his heart, and Mo Ting's heart was not calm.

You must know that not only has his cultivation been refined, but his level of Xuan Power and physical strength have also been greatly improved after that inexplicable night.

The Xuanying technique just now plus the cloud palm clapping is already very powerful, if it is Xiao Qingsheng, I am afraid that even if he is not injured at this moment, the condensed Xuanli Ancient Bell will definitely burst open.

But on Xiao Che's body, he just exuded some waves.

Although he was horrified in his heart, he still did not hesitate in the slightest movement in his hand, and with a turn of the seal, he pinched out a flaming fist.

The Flame Fist is also a treasure of the Mo Family's Martial Arts, although it is only a first-class mid-grade Martial Skill, but there is an incidental temperature burn in its attack, and its power can only be regarded as average on weekdays, but it should have a special effect on the defense of this ancient bell in front of you.

As soon as the Flame Fist was formed, the surrounding temperature seemed to be high, and the fist that exuded high temperature slammed on the surface of Xiao Che's ancient clock, and did not produce any waves, but the temperature that was emitted all the time was transmitted from Mo Ting's hand to Xiao Che's ancient clock.

Xiao Che's face changed suddenly, because he felt that Mo Ting's attack had obviously been resisted, but his Xuan Power was still being consumed, although the speed of consumption was not fast, but if it continued to be consumed like this, his Xuan Power would soon be unable to support it.

In a hurry, he immediately dispersed the ancient bell that shrouded his body, and the mini clock in his hand suddenly appeared, striking towards Mo Ting, and his body exploded back at this moment, wanting to distance himself from Mo Ting first.

How could Mo Ting let him get his way.

Ling Feng's footwork fluttered under his feet, and his two hands each stimulated a cloud palm and a flame fist, and one punch and one palm scattered the sonic bell that Xiao Che struck.

There was a huge roar between the collision of Xuan Li, but Mo Ting was not moved at all, his footwork was still steady, and he quickly approached Xiao Che.

Xiao Che's face was pale, he thought it was an extremely devastating battle, but he was forced to be so embarrassed by the other party, not to mention that there was his sweetheart watching next to him, if he retreated, wouldn't it make others look down on him?

Thinking of this, he no longer retreated, but looked at Mo Ting with a somewhat hideous look in his eyes.

Now he knew that he really underestimated this unicorn boy, but now he had no room to retreat, only a battle.

His eyes glanced at Zuoqiu Yanjing on the side, and he secretly thought in his heart that this battle must be won!

The surging Xuan Power was released from him, and a burst of spiritual pressure erupted, and the Ancient Bell Phantom resurfaced, but unlike before, this time the Ancient Bell Phantom did not shroud his body, but appeared suspended in the air, the bell body was horizontal, and the huge bell mouth was facing the direction where Mo Ting was.

A strong sense of crisis came, Mo Ting's brows under the mask furrowed slightly, and the dark and inky power on his body was also released without reservation, wrapping all his body, as if wearing a pair of magic armor.

Xuanli was churning, and a faint figure appeared behind Mo Ting, extremely faint, and it was difficult for others to see it at all.

But Mo Ting's heart felt something, and he looked at the phantom behind him, and the faint virtual image contained infinite charm, which caused Mo Ting's heart to tremble.

Suddenly, the already thin phantom disappeared, and at the same time, a black air flow rushed into Mo Ting's eyes. In the eyes of others, Mo Ting did not have anything unusual, but at this moment, a huge change had taken place in his body.

The Xuan Force began to operate uncontrollably, and the armor-like Xuan Li that wrapped around his body also began to retrace and gradually disappear.

All the occult forces began to operate automatically in a way that he could not understand, and finally to his eyes.

Mo Ting smiled slightly bitterly, Xiao Che obviously didn't want to continue to consume with him at the moment, and planned to decide the outcome with one blow, feeling the pressure from Xiao Che's body, Mo Ting was still somewhat sure that he could take his attack, but now the Xuan Li in his body didn't listen to his command at all, and in desperation, he could only step on Ling Feng's footwork to dodge as much as possible.

However, Xiao Che didn't give him any chance, and the ancient bell slowly pressed towards him, locking all his other directions, so that Mo Ting had no room to dodge.

Clang!

The ancient bell made a loud sound, and waves visible to the naked eye emanated, blasting towards Mo Ting.

In desperation, Mo Ting could only protect his hands in front of his chest, intending to resist this attack with his body.

However, just as Xiao Che's sonic attack was about to touch his body, the mysterious forces that operated on their own in his body finally caused some reactions.

Mo Ting's eyes suddenly became pitch black, the pupils and the whites of his eyes couldn't see anything, only a piece of darkness came into his eyes, and the demonic energy in his eyes was revealed, and the moment Xiao Che's attack touched him, the demonic energy in his eyes rolled and lit up with an incomparably bright black glow.

In the eyes of everyone, Xiao Che's attack with all his strength dissipated, and was defeated by Mo Ting in this very strange way that no one could understand.

Xiao Che's figure couldn't help but take a few steps back, his face was a little pale, his eyes were full of disbelief, and finally muttered, "How is it possible!"

That is a powerful Xuan skill that he used up almost all of his Xuan power, not to mention the eighth layer of a Xuan Realm, that is, the ninth layer of a Xuan Realm, if he is not careful, he may also be severely injured by his blow.

But it was such a powerful attack, but it was easily defused by the unicorn boy in front of him?

Mo Ting was also a little at a loss, he didn't know what had just happened, but at this moment there seemed to be something more in his mind, he didn't have time to think deeply, Xiao Che on the other side had run out of oil, and there was not much Xuan power left, he wanted to take advantage of this time to defeat him.

Although he had inexplicably consumed a lot of Xuan Power just now, his situation was much better than Xiao Che's.

In order to ensure that he could defeat Mo Ting with one blow, Xiao Che consumed almost all of his mystic power on that move, but who expected that the blow would be resolved by Mo Ting in some way.

And even if Mo Ting's body is exhausted, he also has an advantage that Xiao Che does not have, that is, physical strength.

Several potential transformations have made his physical body even stronger, and with his physical body alone, he can compete with the monks of the seventh layer of the First Xuan Realm.

Mo Ting strode out, and the black qi on his body rolled, approaching Xiao Che.

Seeing that Mo Ting still had the ability to attack, Xiao Che's face turned pale, and he just wanted to retreat, but found that Zuoqiu Yanjing was still watching from the sidelines, gritting his teeth and heart, mobilizing the little mysterious power he had left, condensing a faint small bell and placing it in his hand.

"Qilin boy, I admit that you are very strong, and now our state is no longer at its peak, why continue to fight to the death. ”

Xiao Che opened his mouth and said, "Why don't you stop here today, how about I Xiao Che make friends with you?"

Xiao Che's words were so harsh in everyone's ears, recalling the inevitability when Xiao Che came in just now, everyone only felt that the image of this genius young man in their hearts was ruined.

What is it to make a friend, it is clear that he is not a Qilin boy, and he is afraid of making a fool of himself in public, so he will say this.

Zuo Qiu Yanjing on the side also flashed a trace of disdain in his eyes.

Although Mo Ting was surprised, he didn't show the slightest mercy, Xiao Che came up and spoke disrespectfully to him, threatening to teach him a good lesson, and when he found out that he was not his opponent, he wanted to release his previous suspicions?

How could something so good.

However, Mo Ting's attack is still measured, no matter what, the other party is also a core disciple of a second-class force, and it is impossible to really seriously injure him.

Therefore, his body quickly approached Xiao Che, and a black light appeared in his hand, and he did not use the Xuan Technique, but just relied on the ordinary punch blessed by the Xuan Power to slam into Xiao Che's chest.

Rumble!

Xiao Che had little of his own Xuan power left, even if Mo Ting was just a very ordinary punch, he couldn't resist it at all.

Under the punch, Xiao Che's body flew out directly, slashing a graceful arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Swish!

After Xiao Che fell, a group of people immediately came up around him, all of them were not weak, and they surrounded Mo Ting tightly, and their faces were not good.

One of them, who seemed to be the leader, walked up, picked up Xiao Che, who had fallen to the ground, and said, "Young Master, it's okay!"

"Ahem..."Xiao Che coughed a few times with a pale face, a fierce color appeared in his eyes, and said, "Take him down for me!"

"Yes!"

Hearing Xiao Che's words, the people around him immediately stepped forward and surrounded Mo Ting in the middle, looking at Mo Ting with an unkind face, ready to take Mo Ting down.

"Stop!"

Just as these people were about to make a move, a crisp and pleasant voice came out, making Xiao Che's face change.

He turned his head and looked at the person who spoke with a puzzled expression, it was Zuoqiu Yanjing.

"Yan Jing, who are you?"

"The children of the Xiao family, a second-class force, after losing to the hands of their peers, actually want to use the strength of the family to suppress the other party, and they are not afraid of other people's jokes when they spread it?"

Zuo Qiu Yanjing's face was flat, and the trace of disdain in his eyes was clearly visible, which made Xiao Che's face ugly again.

Mo Ting didn't say anything, he raised his steps and walked out, his Xuan Power didn't have much left, and there was no need to stay here.

With Zuoqiu Yanjing's words in front, no one made a move when Mo Ting left, and watched him walk out of the martial arts.

After he left, Zuoqiu Yanjing also left with the people beside him, leaving Xiao Che standing in place with a gloomy face.

After Zuoqiu Yanjing walked out, he didn't turn his head and said, "Invite the Qilin boy just now, remember to please, if he doesn't want to..."

"Yes! There was a reply behind him, but there was no one to be seen.