Now he can break mountains and divide the sea with one punch!

An endless sense of power filled his heart.

It's time to find an opportunity to refine the purple fire completely......

Mo Fan thought about it leisurely, but at the moment, for him and the 'little rabbit cub' many years ago, there was obviously something more important———— the revenge of the year must be avenged!

The young man's eyes were clear, but the palm shrunk in the sleeve of his robe made an extreme arc, with a faint killing intent, flowing endlessly in the heart of his fist.

Quietly walking out of the dormitory building, Mo Fan was about to identify the direction and walk towards the medicine hospital, but suddenly found a man in black standing under the thick weeping willow at the corner of the building.

It was Zhou Chuyuan, who he wanted to look for, but at this time, he sent it to the door by himself.

If it weren't for the clear starlight of this night, if it weren't for the fact that Mo Fan's spiritual sense's detection range increased by three hundred meters again after he entered the late stage of foundation building, he would really have been able to ignore that vague black shadow.

Before he stepped on the iron shoes, he met someone who was waiting for the rabbit.

This discovery made the boy laugh coldly, but his face was full of happiness.

He was indeed somewhat happy, a kind of euphoria suppressed under the rage and the tranquility before the eruption.

Mo Fan lifted his black robe, and the starlight hit his face, shining angular shadows.

Zhou Chuyuan saw that face, and found that under the hat of the wide black robe, it was not the person he expected, and his cold little face couldn't help but show a touch of disappointment.

Mo Fan walked calmly towards him.

"Little ghost, go and play, don't come here to feel uncomfortable!" Looking at the boy who was gradually coming, Zhou Chuyuan waved his hand and said angrily.

The hand in the sleeve robe gradually loosened an arc, just enough to hold a sword, Mo Fan walked on the windy stone road, and the starlight stretched his figure longer and longer.

The boy took a long breath of satisfaction with the fragrance of lotus seeds in the water breeze, and felt that it was not a pleasant thing for such air to smell with his enemies.

But soon he would be alone in the fragrance of the fragrance.

The road to the academy is very spacious, and in the middle of the night, there is a faint loneliness in addition to the usual tranquility.

Zhou Chuyuan sensed that something was wrong.

The familiar figure and the wide black robe, no matter how you look at it, look like the person who fell into madness in the daytime, and it is also the person he thinks about in the twilight.

I want to eat you.

The sound of footsteps spread leisurely in front of the empty building, Zhou Chuyuan finally couldn't suppress the thoughts in his heart, holding the idea that he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let go of one, the man took out his sword, swiped in the dark night, brought up the boundless darkness, and rushed towards the boy who was walking slowly.

"Boy, find your own death, don't blame others!"

The roar sounded in his ears, and Mo Fan suddenly laughed, like the sound of a tinkling stream by a mountain stream accompanied by the jingling of hanging bells, clear and clear, and the straightforward smile fell in Zhou Shiyuan's eyes, with a faint familiarity.

When the man slaughtered with a sword in the afternoon, he had this unpredictable smile on his face...

A sense of danger surfaced in Zhou Shiyuan's heart, but looking at the dark curtain pulled out of his hand, his heart regained calm.

The night is his domain, and trespassers will be punished by the King of the Night!

"It's still a boring trick. ”

A sigh sounded quietly in the starry night, and the young man who swore not to step into the same river with two feet suddenly took out an autumn water long sword from his sleeve robe, and above the sword body, there was a blend of purple flames.

The Pure Yuan Spiritual Qi Sword was three points longer than usual, and the majestic spiritual power surged up from the Yin Yang Fish Plate, passing through the back at a mysterious angle, and spewing out violently behind him!

Under this impact, the speed of the boy's body quickly doubled.

Almost before the curtain of the dark night opened, a bright sword light carrying a thousand four hundred stone power had already crossed Zhou Chuyuan's chest.

"You've become weak......"

"And, it's a lot weaker. ”

After cutting the body that was split in two, the galloping boy stopped his body, turned his head, looked at Zhou Chuyuan, smiled peacefully, and said softly: "Your realm has become lower, and the two-star Dou Bo can't even find a dull feeling." ”

"The sword is about to break, and I can't even use the sword to cast a dark curtain, so you, let me kill without the pleasure of revenge. ”

Walking in front of the man whose body was slowly condensed, Mo Fan did not hesitate to swing his sword again and cut off the head with unwillingness and disbelief, and roared:

"Make me stronger!"

While roaring, the thin young man slashed down with a sword, and the figure fell in response.

"Get stronger!"

The frantically swung blade, the snorting of cutting, and the sound of human condensation, the three gradually merged together, and under the shroud of the night in the mountains, it looked particularly poignant.

At nightfall, Mangdang Mountain becomes quiet.

"Get stronger!"

A sword swung through, and the night was cut into three parts.

“...... How could Elder Rabbit be killed by someone like you!"

The whispering voice that bit his lip sounded, and a sword slashed diagonally, seamlessly entering the room, splitting Zhou Chuyuan into two pieces again.

"Make me stronger, so I can ...... Avenge the old guy......"

In the countless never-ending slashes, two lines of tears flowed down Junyi's face.

Ahh......h

Mo Fan's left hand brushed his eyes, unable to understand such a complicated matter, and while thinking, he swung the blade of the sword with his right hand again.

The power in his hands has not diminished in the slightest.

In the deep darkness, a girl watched this scene quietly, with a clear light in her eyes, like when she first saw it.

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan?

The autumn breeze is there, but there is no Ban Jieyu's fan in her hand...... Maybe because the autumn breeze is too cool, there is no longer a need for fanning, so I gave up the donation and didn't go back.

The girl thought leisurely.

......

......

When Mo Fan's sword blade fell for the last time, the girl hidden in the darkness laughed, as bright as a peach blossom, she gradually turned around, ready to leave the Fu Seal Courtyard that had followed the man in black all the way from the afternoon, and when she was stepping, the little rabbit hairpin on her head suddenly moved lightly, and the girl's eyes were fixed, and she retracted the steps she had just lifted.

In the dark, she calmly looked at the familiar Mo Fan, and there was a hidden pleasure in her eyes, which flowed gently.

In front of the dormitory building, another man in black appeared in front of Mo Fan.

Not the one he's been killing.

Zhou Chuyuan had already been slashed to the point that only the breath of a one-star fighter remained, and with one more sword, he would truly die in Huangquan.

At such a time, a man with a sword walked up to Mo Fan, obviously not a good person.

"Brother Dao......" The comer looked at the boy and said thoughtfully, "Can you spare Brother Zhou's life?"

He pointed to Zhou Chuyuan, who was standing in place with a blank expression.

"What if I don't want to?"

Mo Fan shook his head when he heard this.

Hearing that the boy didn't even bother to ask the most common 'why' in this situation, the man in black pulled the corners of his mouth, looked at Zhou Chuyuan, shook his head, and sighed pityingly: "What kind of popularity is Brother Zhou, provoking others to kill you like this?"

"Help, save me!"

Zhou Chuyuan, who was in a ball under Mo Fan's sword, supported his body so that he would not fall directly to the ground because of fear, he looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared with eagerness, and said urgently:

"Save me, all the treasures are yours! Cao, Uncle Cao's ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, Brother Zhou, otherwise, Archbishop Montanili won't be able to save you. The man in black stroked his long flowing hair and said with a sigh.

Montanielli is the cardinal archbishop of the Kingdom of Light, and if he can't even save a person with his magic of light, he can only be a dead man whose seven souls and six souls have been completely destroyed.

"My gaffes!"

Zhou Chuyuan slapped his mouth fiercely, and a clear sound came out in the long night.

Mo Fan frowned, Uncle Cao...... It seems like I heard this name a long time ago.

Could it be that this person is the shady man of everything?

"Brother Dao, can you spare Brother Zhou's life?"

He Kangshi, the man in black, looked at Mo Fan and asked almost the same question again, and the content remained almost unchanged except for a rather euphemistic tone at the end.

Mo Fan thought for a while, put the sword on Zhou Chuyuan's neck, and asked:

"Who is Uncle Cao?"

"I'd love to tell you, alas, you can't know. ”

"Uncle Cao is the one who taught you kendo. The boy said suddenly.

He remembered where he had heard of Uncle Cao, five years ago when he was in the western foothills, and he heard the man in black say before swearing a sword, 'Uncle Cao is really prescient......!'

He Kangshi's face showed a look of approval, and even appreciated it to the point of gently clapping his palms, and after a long time, he shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not appropriate to talk for a long time here, let's move?"

In the dormitory building, some students who gradually noticed the fluctuations in front of the building poked their heads out of the corridor and looked downstairs curiously.

Hearing this, Zhou Chuyuan's eyes showed a look of hope, if he could get there...... Not only will he be able to survive, but there is also a great chance that he will succeed in devouring the boy, and at that time, he will only need to find a secret place to meditate for a year and a half, digest what he has gained, and then come out of the mountain again, and he will definitely become even stronger than before!

So powerful that no one can humiliate him like this!

He thought it was beautiful, but it was no more beautiful than a sword light.

Beside him, Mo Fan pressed down the Qi Sword without warning.

The sharp tip of the sword was originally at Zhou Shiyuan's neck, and when he pressed down slightly, he cut the boy's throat without accident.

Swinging his sword fourteen times, he finally killed a man.

A purple fire appeared in the air, Mo Fan gently took out the sweater woven from the white rabbit fur of Elder Rabbit, carefully withdrew the ring, and swiped his small hand, burning Zhou Shiyuan's entire person into nothing.

This is in the true sense of the word, and there are not even ashes left.

Upstairs in the dormitory, some students who saw this scene screamed.