The sound of the clear spring in the mountains tinkled loudly, and Tiaoting listened to Mo Fan's rampant and somewhat boundless words, thinking in his heart that the flowing water flowing through the white stone could still leave a beautiful sound, why are human beings always so unreminiscent.

His reputation had reached its peak many years ago, and none of the thousands of children in Lin Village could compete with him. Liu Youdao was defeated under the rocky Dao heart that he sat and talked about, and the genius of Taohuawu was frightened by his long-roaring sword heart, and he didn't dare to hold the sword with both hands anymore.

He didn't understand how a person like Mo Fan could say such unscrupulous words, perhaps because he was alone.

There is courage, so there is no strategy.

He looked at Linglong and said, "Since this person is blocking here, you and I will join forces to deal with him and find Yun'er quickly." ”

His self-confidence is deep in his bones, so he will not be hit by others, nor will he be hit by himself.

Even if he was fighting two against one, and it was also two Jue'an Realms against one foundation-building realm, it would not shake his Dao heart in the slightest, because he knew that he was strong.

He has done even less bright things. But just by his demeanor when he stood between heaven and earth, no one would believe that he was a man with a guilty conscience.

Mo Fan smiled, smiled happily, and admitted that the person in front of him was an amazing opponent. The other party doesn't care about reputation, doesn't care about bullying the small, doesn't even care about two enemies and one, only cares about the result of what needs to be done. Such people are terrible, as terrible as an indomitable bull.

Thinking of this, Mo Fan suddenly carried the true yuan of his whole body, and the surging qi and blood in his body surged endlessly, wrapped in the power of moving mountains and seas, and rushed towards the two of them, in this case, he couldn't let the other party strike first.

Three years ago, before he became a body refiner, he was able to hit more than 400 stones, and now he has built a foundation, and with a flick of his arms, he has the power of a thousand stones, like a humanoid beast.

Even if the cultivation of the second realm uses the Xuan-level combat technique, the power of the strike is only like this!

The absolute force vibrated in the air, and before the boy's palm could be released, the boss in the liquor store was exclaimed, and hurriedly closed the door, exclaiming, "What kind of terrible children are these!"

The toes were a little between the cliffs, and the earth and stone that had been trampled on for a long time were like sand and a deep imprint, and the Mo mortal was in the air, his hands intertwined, and he used his two arms as weapons to pull out a fierce semi-circular arc, and swung it fiercely at the young man who was standing in place!

"Break it for me!"

This is a strange blow from the extremely powerful body, and it is also a sword strike after three years of practice. Although he has no weapons, and although there is no way to use a more proficient halberd method, Mo Fan has undoubtedly become much stronger in the past three years, and this blatant slash has the power to collapse the mountain!

"That's right, Aunt Lin's sword has come southeast, and you have learned the essence of the three points. Facing the fierce wind that hit him, Tiao Ting calmly commented on Mo Fan's embodied sword as if he didn't feel it.

The wind blew his long hair, the sand and stones flew, and Tiaoting's eyes were not shocked, even if the wind swept past him with thousands of gravel, it did not come close to his eyes.

He's calm, not pretending, he's always been calm in battle.

The more you face a strong opponent, the more you need to be calm.

When Mo Fan's strange power was about to approach him, Tiao Ting slowly stretched out his right hand and gently popped out a finger.

The next moment, a large seal of the muddy rune appeared on his fingertips!

The Great Seal exudes an endless breath of life and nourishment, like the meaning of Hongmeng at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and like the Tai Chi gossip of Taoism and Liangyi.

When Fu Seal was born, it was like a three-foot swimming fish, swimming around the young man's fingers, and the tiny fish body seemed to have spirituality, huddled behind its owner's fingers in the sand and gravel;

It floated without a sea, swinging its huge body, accelerating suddenly in the air, and slammed into Mo Fan, its sharp fins swaying in mid-air, like a spear and a knife, carving white shadows in the air.

"This is my spirit talisman - Earth Seal Technique: Turning into a Fish. The boy explained his abilities unhurriedly. "Aunt Lin only passed the top three in Group A, you have to deal with it with your heart. ”

This is a power that Mo Fan has never seen, but he doesn't think it's strange, there are many strange people on the continent, and all kinds of strange forces in the world are endless, but no matter what the power is, he sticks to his heart and responds to what he has learned.

"The fish that swallows the boat is not to be feared ......"

"I'll break it with my own sword!"

As the words fell, Mo Fan used his arm as a sword, carried the sword skills of the Sword Pavilion that he had learned for three years, and slammed the gathered momentum towards the giant fish.

"A sword from the southeast!!"

The huge sword qi slashed out from the arm, a dripping wound, and slashed along the body of the fish, I don't know what kind of spiritual power was spurred by the big fish to eat the pain, quickly swam sideways to the side, avoiding Mo Fan's strong muscles and bones, and at the same time, the big tail was like a fan, and smashed towards the boy!

A three-meter-long giant tail was thrown out of the air at great speed, enveloping the power of the mountain and stirring up a fishy wind.

On the side, Linglong finally stopped watching from the wall, made a sword mark with both hands, and shouted: "Please sword pavilion a sword ......"

"Summoning Swordsmanship!"

The sky suddenly darkened, and dozens of giant swords suddenly appeared between the mountains and rocks that should have been in the morning light, covering the sky and the sun, spreading out on top of Mo Fan's head.

"Chop!" Qingling's female voice resounded through the mountains, the sound of flowing springs, the sound of breaking the wind, and the sound of fish, all of which were covered by the sound of thousands of swords for a while, and dozens of ancient famous swords seemed to have crossed the long river of time and reappeared in the world.

Above the shadow of the sword, the seal text was agitated, and the boundless simplicity emerged in the sword rain, incarnated into an entity, and swirled around the tip of the sword.

Who would dare to take such a sword with their bodies?

I'm afraid that in addition to the demon beasts, it is the power of the three realms of the cave sky, and before experiencing the thunder tribulation and refining the body to reach the realm of doom, I don't dare to rely on my body to regret this huge force.

Even if it is a demon beast with a strong physique, before it reaches the second realm, I am afraid that it will not be able to withstand this sharp edge mixed with the simple sword rain!

Perhaps, there is only one person in the world who can eat.

After all, no matter how strong this sword rain is, it is also the rain of the Sword Pavilion...!

On Mo Fan's side, the huge fishtail struck suddenly like the destruction of the world, and thousands of sword rain roared in front of him, and on both sides, Tiao Ting and Linglong waited for work, each showing different degrees of killing intent, ready to strike again at any time.

In such a desperate situation, Rao is a strong cultivator of the First Realm, but I am afraid that he will not be able to return to the sky.

The wind around him became more and more agitated, and Mo Fanxing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of calm.

He doesn't have many hole cards, but each one is very useful, and after three years of hard work day and night, he is at the height of his momentum when he reaches the foundation building realm.

Now he is hungry for a fight!

Looking at the giant fish showing off his strength in front of him, Mo Fan gathered his spiritual power, and after quickly circulating in his body for a week, he rushed straight to the spiritual platform and secretly shouted: "Open it for me!"

The shattered spirit platform tore open a crack, connecting the world in front of Mo Fan, and inside the spirit platform, a deep and dark big eye was revealed, just seeing this giant eye, you could imagine how vast and boundless the body hidden behind it was.

That's a fish that swallows the sky!

The fish had seven tails, with wings on its back, and the big fish retreated a position, and felt that the world in the spirit platform had doubled, and it glanced at the spirit fish in front of Mo Fan, and the spiritualized fish eyes floated up disdainfully, and then slowly opened its big black mouth.

The extremely strong suction power suddenly came out of the giant mouth, and the spirit fish pointed out by the fingertips of Tiaoting could not resist in the face of this strong force, but after a breath, it screamed that it was squeezed into a ball of heaven and earth spiritual power, and then, I saw that the winged big fish in the Mofan Lingtai swallowed this spiritual power as a whole with a little force, and leisurely hiccuped, and disappeared with a light tail swing!

If it weren't for Tiaoting's unfortunate summoning of the fish creature, and his spiritual power itself was somewhat special, which made the giant fish a little interested, I was afraid that with Mo Fan's cultivation in the foundation building period, it would be a fool's dream to mobilize such a huge Lingtai creature, at most, he could only summon the Lingtai and temporarily imprison the other party with his spiritual power for a moment.

But in the heat of battle, a moment is also important.

Because it's changing!

"Yes, you can break my spirit rune, it's very powerful, and the spirit platform is quite special, but...... That's not going to protect you all on that alone!"

Tioting said, moving again. He stretched out his palm forward, and a green lotus appeared in his palm, which was his innate Dao seed and his big killer weapon, he looked at Qinglian, and there was a touch of pride in his eyes, and slowly pushed it away from his body.

Then, holding the sword in his right hand, he jumped up the lotus platform that was getting bigger and bigger, and drove towards Mo Fan at great speed.

There is the sound of breaking the sky and the momentum of fire burning the plains, suddenly crossing the heavens and the earth!

At this moment, the blade of the sword in the sky finally fell in front of the boy.

Mo Fan, who had just cut through the giant fish, looked up at the top of his head, only to see that it was pitch black, and countless sword shadows were pressed down, and he shouted in a low voice:

"Fire in the center of the earth!"

A faint wisp of purple fire appeared on the field at some point, perhaps it was secretly summoned when the gap between the spirit platform and the world was connected, and at this moment it was entrenched in Mo Fan's palm, and the boy waved his hands, and pulled it into the shape of a shield, blocking in front of him, and facing the giant sword that landed in the sky!

The power of the fire in the center of the earth has increased with Mo Fan's refining level, and every time he has cultivated in the past three years, he will squeeze out time to peel off the purple fire from his body one by one, and refine it vigorously, and now, he has refined one-fifth of the entire fire, which is enough to stimulate the strength of the incomparable Fire Mountain that he saw in the ground at the beginning!

The sword shadow pressed down vigorously, and the fierce collision sound continued one after another, but in the face of this giant sword in the state of the void, the proud flame temperature of the fire in the center of the earth was completely useless, even if it generated a tough dazzling light shield, there was no way to block the huge sword shadow that Linglong called out with the sword technique of the Sword Pavilion!

The defensive circle was constantly compressed, and Mo Fan's body retreated step by step, if it weren't for his strange strength and extremely strong bones, I am afraid that under this heavy pressure, he would be squeezed into powder on the spot!

In this almost eternal confrontation, finally, a phantom of the Yue Wang Sword broke through the purple fire and stabbed Mo Fan's left shoulder fiercely!

"Sure enough, it's still too difficult to fight one against two...... Besides, the other party is the best in Group A......" Mo Fan sighed in his heart, but he didn't feel how to regret it.

He has tried his best to show what he has learned to the greatest extent possible, but he still can't beat the other party, so he can only admit that his skills are inferior.

Although, there is still a sword in his spiritual platform, which is a sword shadow that he only discovered after he built the foundation.

But he couldn't pull it out.

A sword that cannot be drawn is no different from not existing.

"But...... has bought so much time for Yun'er, and this transaction is not a loss. ”

Mo Fan secretly thought in his mind that when the boundless sword shadow pressed down strongly, he turned his head to look at the sea of trees surging between the cliffs, as if he saw that there was a graceful figure flying with an imperial sword flying there slowly landing.

Then, the boy gathered all his strength, crossed his arms, and crossed in front of him, and above his arms, the rumbling sound of blood and qi rolled endlessly!

Spiritual power and fighting energy gushed out, gathering into a circle in front of him. It was his last defense.

"Come!" the boy shouted.

However, the vast sword shadow did not penetrate Mo Fan's shoulder and fix it on the earth as expected, but as if it had been calculated by some delicate existence, it paused impartially in front of the boy, clinging to his fluttering clothes, and from time to time, a light mark was scratched on it. Tiao Ting glanced at Linglong behind him, and thought: "Sure enough, it's still a woman's benevolence......"

The woman, of course, was not a girl, and he seemed to know many things.

"Well, it's the same with my shot...!"

He believes that the current situation is that Linglong has withdrawn her sword skills at a critical moment. Coincidentally, Mo Fan also thinks so.

Linglong knew otherwise.

She was curious just now why Mo Fan didn't need to 'please Sword Pavilion' when using the sword technique of the Sword Pavilion with his arm as a sword, and he didn't need to 'swear the sword' like ordinary people, and she didn't understand it now, but the power of the sword was terrifying, so she didn't have time to think about these complex issues.

She threw down her sword and decided to break the agreement with Tiaoting and use the talisman technique in front of him, otherwise she would not be able to protect herself.

A piece of yellow paper burned in front of the girl's graceful body, no one lifted it, but the whole paper body was strangely stagnant in mid-air, even the part that was burned into ashes did not fall, and several strokes lit up on the paper, forming a big 'refusal' word.

The 'rejection' of rejection.

With the gradual burning of the talisman seal, a vast spiritual power was revealed from the yellow paper, and it gently met the spirit sword of the attacking master!

Linglong didn't know that this had a special name, called Sword Skill Devourer, which was a very terrifying rule. But she found that it was not very difficult to block the spirit sword, and felt that Mo Fan's skill was nothing more than that. She still thought that this was a counter-killing move specially set aside for her by Mo Fan at some point, but she was easily defused by herself, and the girl was very happy.

Her strength in hitting Mo Fan was very weak, and she only had a sword shadow, so the backlash she received was also extremely weak.

The men in black back then were different. He can end his life with a sword, and he can also end his life.

End life.

Linglong took two steps forward, picked up his sword, his fingers danced lightly, and countless beautiful sword flowers swirled out from the tip of the sword.

She laughed charmingly, and once again raised her sword and walked towards Mo Fan.