Mo Ran's indifferent bearing, seeing the powerhouses of the major sects, all shook their heads helplessly.

Fusion Realm peak cultivators, now Mo Ran doesn't care too much!

Even if he was a cultivator of the same level, they all thought he was arrogant!

And Mo Ran, however, is two great realms lower than the peak cultivators of the Fusion Realm!

"He is worthy of being a hegemon!"

"Mo Ran said that, I think it's normal!"

"That's how he should be!"

"If it were someone else, I would like to go up and fight him!"

"Mo Ran said that, do you still dare?"

"I'm not stupid!"

The powerhouses of the major sects are talking about it.

For Mo Ran's domineering, almost all of them are acceptable and feel natural.

Visible.

Mo Ran's previous performance left a deep impression in their hearts.

It's amazing!

"Lu Jie, come up!"

Mo Ran looked at the last cultivator of the Drifting Rain Sword Sect, and the strongest in the finale, Lu Jie.

"I'm afraid I'll lose if I go up!"

Lu Jie looked at Bu Feng, the Great Elder of the Drifting Rain Sword Gate, and sighed helplessly.

Mo Ran's strength is too strong!

Yue Tao didn't consume much of Mo Ran's spiritual power.

In the case of abundant spiritual power.

Leng Yuan is not Mo Ran's opponent!

He asked himself that his strength was not as good as Leng Yuan.

How can you beat Mo Ran?

In the end, don't be robbed of the natal flying sword by Mo Ran again!

Mo Ran cultivated the sword formation, and the three cultivators who had fought with him, the flying swords were all snatched away by him!

"Then you have to go up too!"

"You go up and fight, there is still a glimmer of hope, if you don't fight, it will be completely useless!"

Bu Feng urged.

"You are the finalist of the Drifting Rain Sword Gate, the strongest, if you are too scared to come to the stage, how can we have the face of the Drifting Rain Sword Gate?"

The head of the Drifting Rain Sword Sect is a real person, and he said sternly.

"Good!"

"I'll go up now!"

Lu Jie had no choice but to bite the bullet and fly onto the high platform.

As soon as he came to power.

It was to immediately launch an attack on Mo Ran.

At the same time, it urges a powerful sword domain.

"The strength is still very good!"

"Approaching the Berserk Sword Domain in the late stage of the Sword Domain!"

"Peak Dao Weapon Level Gold Flying Sword!"

"Able to mobilize more than sixty golden sword rays!"

Mo Ran looked at Lu Jie and smiled faintly.

This strength is similar to Chen Fan.

And Chen Fan has already been killed by him!

Deal with this Lu Jie.

He's not afraid!

Rumble!

The next moment.

Lu Jie's powerful golden flying sword was coming towards Mo Ran.

Mo Ran immediately urged the fusion sword formation with all his strength, resisting within a range of a zhang in front of him.

In this range, the power of his fusion sword array can also reach the strongest!

Rumble!

The powerful golden flying sword, with more than sixty zhang sword rays, slashed down.

After Mo Ran's peak killing sword intent was weakened.

It bombarded Mo Ran's fusion sword array again.

Mo Ran tried his best to urge the sword formation to defend.

But it's still hard to stop.

Lu Jie's all-out blow is really strong.

Burst!

After defeating Mo Ran's defensive sword formation, Lu Jie's golden flying sword stabbed into Mo Ran's lower abdomen amid the exclamations of all the sect powerhouses.

Blood splattered.

Mo Ran had no armor to defend.

You can only resist this attack with your flesh.

Long before Lu Jie's flying sword was about to hit him, he stretched out his hand and prepared to grab Lu Jie's flying sword in advance.

But it still can't be done!

His hands, after all, are still not as fast as the flying sword!

Until Lu Jie's flying sword, pierced his skin, pierced his skin membrane, pierced his flesh and blood, and pierced the flesh membrane.

Seeing it, it is going to pierce his lower abdomen and hurt his spiritual fetus.

Burst!

This time.

Mo Ran grabbed the blade of the sword with both hands, and suddenly pulled out Lu Jie's golden flying sword from his lower abdomen.

A moment later.

His spirit womb is going to be hit hard!

"Without a defensive armor, it's really a lot of losses!"

Mo Ran sighed.

His bloodthirsty armor has run out of power.

This kind of pinnacle Dao weapon-level battle armor has already recognized the master, and he has a heart-to-heart connection, and if he wants to recover his power, he or he can slowly recuperate by himself.

If it's all at once, it's a way to recover.

It's just that you have to spend a lot of your blood, spiritual power, and divine sense!

It's too late to recover slowly.

Immediate recovery will greatly weaken his strength.

I knew that he would sacrifice another high-grade Dao weapon-level battle armor in advance.

He has Dao weapon-level battle armor on his body, and there are quite a few of them!

The golden flying sword was aggressive, and Mo Ran grabbed the blade with his bare hands and pulled it out.

Both palms were cut, and blood flowed slowly.

Fortunately, the wound is not deep!

His palms also have a thick skin film, and now they are only scratched by the surface of the skin.

The next moment.

Mo Ran directly held the hilt of the sword.

Holding this golden flying sword tightly.

Immediately.

He forcibly endured the pain in his lower abdomen and fingers, urged the fusion sword formation, condensed the golden giant sword, and began to attack Lu Jie.

"It's going to start again!"

"Mo Ran grabbed the flying sword with his bare hands again!"

"Why is his body so rebellious?"

"This time, there is no armor defense at all, and Lu Jie's flying sword has not been able to penetrate his lower abdomen!"

The powerhouses of the major sects were amazed again and again, and their faces showed incredible looks.

"He's got a lot of cards!"

"Each one is stunning!"

"Invincible body, peak killing sword intent, immortal-level flying sword, powerful sword array, several spirit pots!"

The sect masters and heads of many sects also sighed.

"Miaohua real people are really lucky!"

"On the occasion of his resignation, Mo Ran will be included in the sect, and the Huashang Sword Sect will be very promising to become the first sect when he leaves office!"

"It was the perfect departure!"

Many sect masters and heads are envious.

"If Mo Ran comes to our sect, we also have hope to compete for the first place!"

"It's a pity that we didn't meet such luck!"

"We're not unlucky!"

"The Wukong Sword Gate could have obtained Mo Ran, but as a result, Mo Ran's request was refused, causing Mo Ran to switch to the Huashang Sword Gate!"

"Leng Yuan is still alive, ridicule and humiliate Mo Ran!"

"It's okay now, the first place is lost!"

"If you want to take it back, it's going to be difficult!"

The sect masters and heads of the major sects couldn't help but make fun of them.

Hearing such unscrupulous discussions among the major sects, the Voidless Sword Gate was absolutely empty, and his face was extremely gloomy.

"Next, even if you fight hard and fight to the death, you have to take back this number one for me!"

The Absolute Sky True Man looked at Leng Yuan and the others, and ordered in a hateful voice.

As soon as the words fell.

The crowd exclaimed again.

The real person in the sky couldn't help but look at the high platform.

Wow!

A golden greatsword that shines brightly.

Mo Ran urged the golden giant sword and attacked Lu Jie's golden armor again and again.

However, Lu Jie's Raging Sword Domain was close to the late stage, and his sword array was greatly weakened, and at the same time, the battle armor was also at the peak Dao weapon level.

Every time Mo Ran, he could only defeat a small section of Lu Jie's armor.

After ten times in a row.

is to defeat the power of Lu Jie's armor, all of them.

Just when Mo Ran was about to gather momentum and strike again.

Lu Jie, who had retreated to the edge of the high platform, jumped off the high platform directly and had no choice but to give up.

"Drifting Rain Sword Gate Challenge Failed!"

"Huashang Jianmen is still ranked first!"

The pinnacle verdict of the Fusion Realm, loudly announced.

High under the stage.

A group of cultivators from the Huashang Sword Sect cheered.

PS: Three more complete!

(End of chapter)