Huo Qidong made a gorgeous somersault and jumped onto the platform. hooked his finger at Mo Fan, mocking him to the fullest.

Mo Fan snorted coldly and walked up the steps step by step.

"Come and see, there are people on the stage who want to duel. Isn't that Senior Brother Huo Qidong?"

"Who is this person who came up? A rookie who has just started refining qi is really capable of screaming, and he actually wants to challenge Senior Brother Huo of the Seventh Heaven of the Mixed Yuan Realm, and he doesn't know how to die. ”

"I remember, isn't he Mo Fan who just broke through the trial array a few days ago?

"Genius fart, I think it's stupid. If you don't make three moves, Senior Brother Huo will defeat him. ”

"It's really that the born calf is not afraid of tigers, and Senior Brother Huo also dares to provoke, doesn't he know how hard Senior Brother Huo's backstage is? ”

"It's just a clown who jumps off the beam, who can stop him if he wants to die. ”

"Rubb is rubbish, look at his dick, walking up, it's a fucking shame. ”

After a while, hundreds of disciples gathered in the audience, and public opinion was basically one-sided, all of them singing about Mo Fan.

Mo Fan turned a deaf ear to the ridicule around him, and still went his own way, taking small steps onto the hegemony platform.

"Brother Mo, come on!"

"Brother-in-law, mighty!"

At this moment, two abrupt cheering cries were incompatible with the surrounding ridicule.

It was none other than Ji Wenjia and Luo Shenglang who supported him.

Seeing the truth in adversity, this is the true brother.

Mo Fan bowed slightly, giving a confident smile.

"Boy, now kneel down and kowtow and admit defeat, and then get under my crotch, and I can spare you from dying. Otherwise, within three moves, I will abolish you. ”

Huo Qidong put his hands behind his back, like a strong man looking down on an ant.

"Admit defeat? you think too much, never give up, it's my martial arts, don't be arrogant with me, don't accept the battle. ”

The slap in the face did not last night, and Mo Fan also hooked his finger at Huo Qidong.

It's just that Huo Qidong hooked his index finger, and he hooked his little thumb.

"You're looking for death. ”

Huo Qidong was completely enraged, and he raised his hand to punch him.

Mo Fan was also not ambiguous, and he also shook his fist.

"Poof!"

He still underestimated the strength of the Seventh Heaven of the Mixed Mystery Realm, and was shocked to the point of spurting a mouthful of blood, and his body retreated more than a dozen steps.

And Huo Qidong only took three steps back, and the blood in his throat gushed out, and he was finally pressed down alive.

After one move, the judgment is made.

Mo Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and took a sip: "The Seven Heavens of the Mixed Xuan Realm is nothing more than that." ”

"The dead duck has a hard mouth, I'll see how long you can last, Thunder Fist. ”

This time, Huo Qidong used his occult skills.

Arcs of thunder and lightning, like poisonous snakes, wrapped around his fists, mixed with bursts of roars, smashed into Mo Fan's chest.

"Hmph, you have a mystical skill, you also taste the taste of the Eighteen Arhat Boxing. ”

Mo Fan Xingchen Hegemony Body Technique opened, and a golden and rotten Meditation Arhat phantom appeared behind him, and a move of the landslide and the ground cracked Meditation Arhat fist slammed into Huo Qidong's abdomen.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Both sides spewed a mouthful of blood, and the fist strength of the Thunder Fist in Mo Fan's body scurried, but before he could destroy his meridians, he was swallowed up by the mysterious power of black and white.

"Arhat Phantom? How is this possible, he has comprehended the fist technique of the Arhat Formation so thoroughly. ”

The audience in the audience was completely shocked, but they didn't expect Mo Fan to be able to punch the Arhat Phantom.

"Come again!"

Mo Fan was full of fighting spirit, and rushed forward like a mad beast, a set of dragon descending Arhat fists, and once again fought with Huo Qidong's thunder fist.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Eighteen Arhats show their might, sometimes with long eyebrows, sometimes with a bag of Arhats, and sometimes with a bowl of Han......

In the blink of an eye, the two of them bombarded each other with more than fifty moves, and Mo Fan was knocked down again and again, and stood up again and again, like a Xiaoqiang who could never be killed.

"Senior Brother Huo, what is this trick?"

"Who is the one who is ashamed to say that he will destroy me within three moves? ”

"I'll go, are you tickling me?"

Mo Fan was fighting and guarding, and from time to time he used words to stimulate Huo Qidong.

"No matter how many tricks you make, I will abolish you today. ”

"Woohoo!"

Huo Qidong tore Mo Fan's shoulder with an iron finger eagle claw, and suddenly the flesh was drenched in blood.

And he was also beaten by Mo Fan's backhand Dragon Descending Arhat Fist, and his chest was dented by three inches, and his sternum was broken by I don't know how many pieces.

"This Mo Fan is too resistant, isn't it, how many moves have you made here? Senior Brother Huo hasn't won yet. ”

"That's right, is there any mistake? Senior Brother Huo is a Mixed Mystery Realm Seventh Heaven, and he can't even take a waste that has just started refining qi. ”

"I'm looking at it if I continue to fight like this, it's still unknown who will win and who will lose, are all the new outer disciples this year so dicked?"

"Senior Brother Huo was a seeded player who almost entered the inner door last year, but I didn't expect that even a newcomer would be uneven. ”

The voices of the disciples in the audience were slapped in the face when they reached Huo Qidong's ears, and today this face is a big loss.

"You forced me, let me die. ”

A vicious smile flashed at the corner of Huo Qidong's mouth, and his left hand quietly poked into the bag in his arms.

Another move of iron finger eagle claw tore Mo Fan's chest again.

However, this time, Huo Qidong's nails were hidden with dark green powder.

After one move, Mo Fan's eyes turned black, and his body became a little shaky.

"You...... You are so despicable that you use poison. ”

"Poison, what poison, don't spray people with blood. ”

Huo Qidong had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and a thunder fist hit Mo Fan's head.

The timid female disciples in the audience covered their eyes one after another, not daring to look at the bloody scene of Mo Fan's brain.

"What? can't ......"

"Ah......h

Huo Qidong screamed miserably, and was knocked to the ground by Mo Fan's uppercut.

"You've obviously been poisoned by me, why ......"

Huo Qidong was halfway through his words before he realized that he had lost his words.

"Phew, do you want to be a little embarrassed?" Luo Shenglang scolded at the top of his voice, "A master of the Seven Heavens of the Mysterious Realm is really despicable to use such indiscriminate methods!"

Ji Wenjia also fanned the flames: "Yes! Shameless to the extreme! According to Article 10 of the door rules, it is a capital crime to use poison to plot against the same door." ”

Let the two of them mix, and the disciples in the audience also looked at Huo Qidong with strange eyes.

"Hehe, don't confess yourself, what else do you have to say now? But unfortunately, your little poison doesn't have much effect on me. ”

The poison in Huo Qidong's nails was indeed fatal to ordinary martial artists, but it became a tonic for Mo Fan. It didn't take a breath before the mysterious power inside the seal was all transformed into gray mystical power.

"Didn't you keep saying that you were going to abolish me? ”

"You dare to touch me?"

"Why don't you dare!"

"Talking about the forces behind me can scare you to death. ”

"I'll take care of your bullshit power. ”

Mo Fan narrowed his eyes and leaned over with a punch.

"Stop!"

Xue Kui roared hysterically, watching Mo Fan smash Huo Qidong's dantian with one punch.

"Ah...... My Xuanli ......"

Huo Qidong covered his abdomen in pain, and strands of golden mystical power overflowed along the dantian. His cultivation is completely ruined, and he will never be able to participate in martial arts from now on.

Mo Fan kicked him off the platform without looking at him.

Xue Kui hugged Huo Qidong, who had become a waste, and was dumbfounded: "You ...... How dare you be, do you know who his backstage is?"