"Mo Wufan, you stop for me!" the martial artist chased after Mo Wufan, and at the same time opened his voice and roared loudly.

However, that Mo Wufan didn't seem to hear it, but instead became more rapid, and seeing that his dragon tendon and tiger bone fist was about to smash down on Jiang Hao, the martial artist still didn't catch up.

Mo Wufan really deserves to be praised by the Mo clan as a "once-in-a-hundred-year" genius, and the path he has taken in terms of qi and blood, even a martial artist from the royal family can't look at it.

"Thief, you give Young Master Ben a death!" Mo Wufan's face was hideous, and he made the most powerful killing move towards Jiang Hao, and struck away.

Seeing that the volley was hopeless, the martial artist's eyes suddenly eclipsed.

When it is over, the king will surely condemn him, and even his life may be lost.

Jiang Hao stared at Mo Wufan playfully, on his handsome cheeks, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said in his heart: "Think I can't beat you if I 'cripple' an arm?"

Mo Wufan sacrificed the dragon tendon and tiger bone fist, and the bone meridians erupted with a loud sound, as if the dragon and the tiger were roaring.

After the two mysterious figures above the attic saw this, the arc of the cracked mouth became more and more wide, as if they had seen Jiang Hao's death.

At the last moment, Jiang Hao's pupils shrank sharply, and he used his elbow to separate the gear, and with the extreme realm of "sanctification of the flesh", he forcibly framed Mo Wufa's skeleton, making his fist unable to move forward a bit.

The other hand turned his palm into a fist and smashed directly into Mo Wufan's dragon claw print.

"Click!"

Jiang Hao's devastating punch directly smashed Mo Wufan's paw prints, and his claws were immediately fractured and deformed, and the pain was unbearable.

Mo Wufan's dragon tendon and tiger bone fist in the realm of "perfect fire" was cracked by Jiang Hao with such a space-off technique.

Before he even howled, Jiang Hao grabbed the gap and shot out directly into the air towards his defenseless empty stomach.

A sound like a broken copper wall resounded, and then everyone saw the genius of the Mo clan, who was known as "a rare encounter in a hundred years", and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken line, and fell heavily on the center of the dojo.

If it weren't for the fact that this dojo was made of an extremely rare and special strong metal ordered by King Qian, I am afraid that it would be directly smashed out of a huge hole by Mo Wufan.

The audience was silent.

Even the martial artist, who had always looked down on Jiang Hao, was deeply shocked in his heart when he saw this scene, because the scene in front of him was too impactful and unbelievable.

How is it possible that a person who activated the power of blood and qi only half a month ago actually defeated Mo Wufan of the Twelve Apertures of the Enlightenment Period within a few breaths?!

The smiles on the faces of the two mysterious men in python robes who were secretly watching from the attic saw this scene.

The coffee table in their hands even exploded directly because of the excessive force, and the tea flowed down their arms, soaking their robes.

"Damn, who is that handsome young man, who can kill Mo Wufan in seconds?!"

"Not only is he powerful, but he is also so handsome and delicate, he is simply my wishful husband. ”

On the dojo, except for the people of the royal family who have lived in the palace for a long time or some martial marquis, these are just princes, nobles, and descendants of martial marquis who have cultivated in the Qianjiang Dao Palace, and they don't know Jiang Hao's identity at all.

What's more, Jiang Hao is also extremely rare to haunt the palace, and even the royal family who has lived in the palace for a long time is very rare.

Jiang Hao's scar that had finally coagulated and had a bloody scab cracked open again because of excessive force, and the bright red blood instantly stained the white bandage.

He shifted his gaze to Mo Wufan, who had fallen to the ground in the dojo of the Qianjiang Dao Palace, his expression was extremely cold.

Mo Wufan stood up with difficulty, blood dripping all over his body, and his left hand was fractured, leaving his body incomplete.

His eyes widened, staring at Jiang Hao deadly, his eyes were extremely hideous.

Jiang Hao's strength was beyond his imagination, even he, who was known as a demon among geniuses, was defeated by Jiang Hao so easily.

Today, not only did he not recover from the man who took away the fire spirit, but he was also defeated in such a humiliating way again, and it was difficult for him, who had been crowned with countless halos since childhood, to accept such a reality.

Mo Wufan still refused to give up, and finally let him find the wicked person who took away Huo Lingsui, how could he let him go?

Even if he still loses today, he will leave an indelible "trace" on his body.

He wanted to make a move but was stopped by the martial master, and the martial artist shouted: "Mo Wufan, stop it for me immediately!"

Mo Wufan's face was full of unconvinced expressions, and the more he spoke, the more he spoke, the martial artist took a step forward and said, "Do you know how serious the consequences of your actions have almost brought to the Qianjiang Dao Palace?"

The martial artist's voice was extremely loud, and his words were heard by everyone, which immediately caused them to have countless conjectures.

They couldn't help but look at Jiang Hao, wondering who this person was, and who was so mysterious and terrifying?

The martial artist's words also woke Mo Wufan up from his anger, and he also realized that he was still too impulsive after all, and he should behave more calmly and calmly, and then deal with him when the person was alone.

He lowered his head and muttered, "Martial Master, it is indeed a disciple who is reckless. ”

The martial artist said expressionlessly: "You are useless to tell me, you should apologize to him." ”

Hearing this, the anger in Mo Wufan's heart burned again, why did he want him to apologize to the person who took away his fire spirit?

And it was he who was wounded, but the man was unharmed.

"Why?!" he said, dissatisfied.

The martial artist was dissatisfied: "Do you know who the person you attacked just now? He is the Fifth Highness, the king's own son, if you just injure him or something worse happens, do you know how serious the consequences will be for the Qianjiang Dao Palace?"

"Even if you don't want to Qianjiang Dao Palace, you should also think about your family and clansmen, if the Fifth Highness has an accident under your attack, your clansmen will also suffer because of you. ”

Mo Wufan was stunned, he opened his eyes wide and said, "He... He's the Hall of the Five Kings?!"

Not only Mo Wufan, but even those in the dojo who didn't know Jiang Hao's true identity were extremely shocked after listening to the martial artist's words and curses.

"Five Kings Palace? Isn't it rumored that he activated the power of blood and qi on the day of the ancestral sacrifice half a month ago? It stands to reason that his current realm is only the awakening period, even if his cultivation qualifications are against the sky, it is impossible to directly break through from the awakening period all the way to the enlightenment stage in half a month, how can he be able to defeat Mo Wufan?!" everyone exclaimed in amazement.

"Could it be that King Qianwang secretly taught him some magic secrets in private?"

"I heard that this Fifth Highness is a disciple of the Northern Xuandao Palace, so could it be that the background of the Northern Xuandao Palace is even deeper than that of the Qianjiang Dao Palace?"

Mo Wufan followed the martial master to Jiang Hao extremely reluctantly, and the martial artist clasped his fists and saluted Jiang Hao: "Fifth Highness, just now my disciple accidentally went mad while practicing, so he attacked His Highness, I hope Your Highness don't mind." ”

Although the martial artist was polite to Jiang Hao on the surface, seventy percent of them were for outsiders to see, and the remaining three points were worried that Jiang Hao would go to the king, and at that time, although there were people in the high-level of the royal family who could protect him, they were only able to save at least a small life, and even lost many exclusive cultivation benefits and subsidies for the royal family.

And recently, the king has paid a lot of attention to the Fifth Highness, and he can't be as unreasonable to him as he used to be.

After all, that will cause a lot of "discussions" from others, and if it reaches the ears of the king, the result will not be very good for him.

After all, he is just a loser in the royal side competition.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been sent to the Qianjiang Dao Palace by the elders of the royal family to teach martial arts.

Mo Wufan stared at Jiang Hao deadly, his eyes were bloodshot, and the word "unhappy" was written on his face without any cover.

"Fifth Highness, I'm sorry. Fang is the one who went crazy in my practice, so I couldn't control the demon in my heart and attacked His Highness, please forgive Your Highness. ”

If you want to take revenge, you must endure humiliation, even if you are the fifth highness of the Qianjiang Dynasty?

One day, what I have lost will be reclaimed from you!

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor!

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