As soon as the sky was hazy, the two figures in the courtyard quickly staggered by, and there was a man and an old man standing next to them, the two looked at the field quietly, the man did not have any special expression, and the old man stroked his beard while nodding with a smile, looking very satisfied.

"Coming"

"Good"

The two figures let out a hearty laugh at the same time, and then continued to collide fiercely, these two people are Mo Xiao and Phantom Yu, as for the man and the old man next to him, it is Mo Fanyang and their master, Mo Qian, a quasi-Phantom Emperor, now strictly speaking, is also Phantom Yu's master, as for Phantom Yu's current name is Mo Yu, and he is also Mo Xiao's senior brother, and he is also Mo Fanyang's junior brother, which is the so-called second senior brother.

He was also a little helpless about this title, he was originally going to leave that day, and then Mo Xiao gave him such an idea, that is, to change his name, although there is some meaning of covering his ears and stealing the bell, as for appearance, in Mo Xiao's words, there are so many people in the world who look similar, but since the people in Jinlan Valley approve of it, he naturally has no big objections.

Since he has become a disciple of Jinlan Valley, he naturally needs to worship under a master, so he doesn't need to think about it, and in the end, of course, he naturally worshiped Mo Xiao, originally according to the rules, he should be regarded as the youngest third disciple, but Mo Xiao said that he should not be ranked according to this, he is the youngest, and his cultivation is also the lowest, so he should be ranked last.

Seeing that he said so righteously, his master and Mo Fanyang had actually seen what he was playing, but in the end they adopted his opinion, so Phantom Yu became the second senior brother, fortunately, there are only three disciples in their sect, plus they are all familiar people, and in private, Mo Xiao also calls him and Mo Fanyang the eldest brother and the second brother, just like brothers, which also makes him feel very warm.

The two in the field fought against each other for a long time again, and Mo Xiao retreated to the side and hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, no, no, I want to take a break"

Looking at his panting appearance, Mo Qian shook his head a little helplessly, his disciple is good at everything, but his personality is really a little out of tune, and he can't see the greasy in the battle just now, Phantom Yu clearly pressed his cultivation to the same level as Mo Xiao, although it is definitely impossible to win, but it will not be so tired, it is only a little more effort before and after.

As Mo Xiao retreated, the phantom rain that was originally present also stopped, but at this time, the aura on his body suddenly began to become disordered, and the eyes of several people were instantly attracted by him.

As the party concerned, the phantom rain felt more clearly, and the aura on his body was suddenly disordered, which was not a bad thing, but that he was about to break through.

In fact, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the first order of the Phantom King, and he almost broke through last time, but he was suppressed by him, because even if he broke through at that time, it was not necessarily a good thing, but with the passage of time, and he never interrupted his cultivation every day, it was logical to break through now.

Without the slightest hesitation, Phantom Yu hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly concentrating, and a large amount of phantom power around him began to gather to his side with his movements, and Mo Qian on the side was also overjoyed when he saw this, this newly accepted disciple is indeed extraordinary, and now that his cultivation is making a breakthrough, I am afraid that it will not be long before his most proud disciple will be left behind by him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Mo Xiao not far away, seeing that he was looking at the phantom rain in the field with envy, a smile flashed on Mo Qian's face again, he believed that with this stimulation, his naughty disciple might change something, if that was the case, he would be able to rest assured even if he passed away in the future.

Phantom Rain's breakthrough this time can be said to be a matter of course, so he didn't feel any discomfort, but his hands itched after the breakthrough, so when he stood up, he slowly turned his head and fixed his eyes on Mo Fanyang's body, his statement, Mo Qian also had a little praise, fighting is always the best shortcut to familiarize himself with his strength, so Mo Qian whispered to Mo Fanyang.

"Let's go"

With Master's permission, of course Mo Fanyang would not refuse, nodded slightly, and then slowly walked out and came to the opposite side of Phantom Rain.

Without too many words, Mo Fanyang directly burst out with all his momentum, and there was a sudden surge in the field.

And Phantom Rain only shook his body slightly in the face of this momentum impact, maybe he had just broken through, and the momentum on his body still had some natural power between heaven and earth, this first collision, even if Mo Fanyang's cultivation was much higher than him, he did not fall too down.

After the momentum confrontation was over, the next thing was to move seriously, and the two almost had a tacit understanding at the same time and rushed towards each other with fists, without any bells and whistles, and they were directly shaken together.

"Bang"

The fists intersected, there was a bang in the air, an invisible wave of qi spread, some of the flowers and trees around were blown to sway from side to side, as for the ink flute not far away, he was almost overturned to the ground, he had to quickly dodge behind Mo Qian, because this wave of qi came to this place as if it was snuffed out by a pair of invisible big hands, which is naturally because with Mo Qian's cultivation, this power naturally cannot be close.

After the punch exchange, a hint of discoloration flashed in the eyes of the two.

In the feeling of phantom rain, Mo Fanyang's strength is calm and strong, just like his character, the two are integrated, this can be achieved without long-term efforts, at this moment, he can't help but increase his respect for this senior brother again, it is not easy for a person to maintain his original intention, and there are even fewer people who can persist as always, Mo Fanyang is undoubtedly that rare person.

And Mo Fanyang's feeling is a little peculiar, in his feelings, the power of Phantom Rain has both masculinity and femininity, among the two, masculine is even more, feminine is inferior to a lot, and the two are not completely integrated, not to the point of mellowness, thinking of this, he can't help but also understand why Phantom Rain wants to go to that strange place to cultivate, that place may be harmful to ordinary people, but for Phantom Rain, it should be beneficial and harmless, different exercises naturally have different cultivation methods and environments, there is no doubt about this。

Without too much time to delve into, the two continued to fight, although the phantom rain broke through, there are still a lot of gaps in the realm, and in the early stage, he could barely compete with the momentum that he had just broken through, but as time passed, he still slowly became a little difficult to parry, but his performance still made Mo Qian extremely satisfied.

With the combat power that Phantom Yu showed at this time, even an opponent who was one order higher than him might not be able to defeat him easily, this was the conclusion in Mo Qian's heart, and at the same time, a figure slowly flashed in his mind, and his expression couldn't help but be a little gloomy.