In the face of Wei Fan's fierce attack, Mo Xuan still didn't pay attention to it.

In Mo Xuan's eyes, although Wei Fan's strength increased to surprise him, it was not enough to make him take it seriously.

But this time Mo Xuan is going to miscalculate, Wei Fan is not something that can be treated with common sense, not to mention that Wei Fan is already the strength of the 6th level king, even if he has just reached the 6th level, Wei Fan can also do the challenge of leapfrogging.

When Wei Fan's fist reached Mo Xuan, Mo Xuan only stretched out his right hand to block it.

Wei Fan saw that Mo Xuan didn't take himself seriously like this, not only did he not get angry, but he was overjoyed.

Wei Fan even took the opportunity to use the power of the explosive fruit, and then smashed his fist Mo Xuan's palm.

The time after that was like a dream for Mo Xuan.

It hurts, he doesn't feel pain anymore as a zombie.

Boom, cochlea kept roaring, and his ears were ringing.

It was the sound of an explosion, indeed an explosion.

But what kind of explosion would be so strong, Wei Fan didn't have explosives in his hand, Mo Xuan was puzzled in his heart.

And what made Mo Xuan the most unacceptable was that he was smashed away by Wei Fan's fist.

is obviously a weak person, why is he, Mo Xuan is roaring, unwilling.

It's a pity that the facts are in front of him, and it wasn't until Mo Xuan slammed on the ground that he had to accept this fact.

When Mo Xuan came to his senses, a strong anger and shame surged into his heart.

At this time, in Mo Xuan's heart, only by tearing Wei Fan apart could he completely wash away his humiliation.

Mo Xuan stood up from the ground and looked at Wei Fan with a murderous expression.

In fact, Wei Fan didn't hurt Mo Xuan at that moment, but just made Mo Xuan a little embarrassed.

But this situation was more painful in Mo Xuan's eyes than killing him, and he couldn't bear to be knocked down by an ant that was crushed by himself.

"You're looking for death!" Mo Xuan roared angrily and rushed towards Wei Fan, and between the swings of his fists, the wind was loud and the momentum was extraordinary.

Wei Fan didn't show the slightest weakness, raised his fist and met it.

The two sides come and go, and the sound of banging is endless, which is the sound of fists to the flesh.

Wei Fan's fist was covered with the compressed armed color domineering and the ability to explode fruits, while Mo Xuan's fist was covered with what he called the corpse yuan power.

Both energies have their own advantages, the armed color is domineering and heavy on defense, while it can enhance the attack, and the corpse element force has some murderous tyranny.

It's really hard to say which of the two forces is stronger and which is weaker in nature, it can only depend on the respective user.

At this time, Wei Fan's perverted potential also appeared, in the face of Mo Xuan's violent attack, Wei Fan was not to say that he was able to deal with it easily, but at least he could do it.

The two sides come and go, and the fight is not happy.

At the same time, under Wei Fan's deliberate guidance, the venue where the two fought had slowly moved to a place close to the corpses.

At this time, Wei Fan was also afraid of hurting someone by mistake, so he no longer kept his hand.

"Let you taste what it means to be a martial artist from another world." After Wei Fan forced Mo Xuan back with a punch, he said with an evil smile.

"Navy Type 6 Finger Gun!!"

Wei Fan suddenly bent his knees and squatted, the index finger of his right hand suddenly tensed, and at the same time, the black armed color domineering was also entwined.

As Wei Fan jumped up, Wei Fan's index finger stabbed straight towards Mo Xuan.

After suffering a loss, Mo Xuan obviously would not despise Wei Fan again.

In the face of Wei Fan's seemingly strong blow, Mo Xuan didn't use his hands to pick it up.

Instead, a black cloud of air condensed in front of him.

After Wei Fan's index finger poked into the black cloud, it was as if it had poked on a ball of cotton, without the slightest point of focus.

At this time, Wei Fan had the urge to vomit blood, and he felt that he had nowhere to go.

This is not the end, after Wei Fan's fingers pierced into the black cloud, the cloud seemed to come alive, and the objects on the cloud began to drill into Wei Fan's body.

However, Wei Fan was not in a hurry, only to see that Wei Fan's arm suddenly turned into a flame, and the black mist made a series of sizzling sounds after touching the flames, and it was wiped out after a while.

In this regard, Wei Fan's first active attack ended in failure.

However, Wei Fan is not discouraged, anyway, he has many means, and he is not afraid of one or two defeats.

"Arashik!" Wei Fan suddenly jumped to his feet, and at the same time his legs swung rapidly, and soon a crescent-shaped slash slashed towards Mo Xuan.

In the face of Wei Fan's slash, Mo Xuan acted like a fool, did not make the slightest resistance, and let the slash slash towards him.

And when the slash reached Mo Xuan's eyes, Mo Xuan suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled, and then, the huge slash wave quickly became smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then it was swallowed into Mo Xuan's stomach in one gulp.

Seeing this, Wei Fan was surprised that Mo Xuan was able to swallow his attack, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all.

After the six attack moves were exhausted, Wei Fan took out the words and prepared to use his swordsmanship to compete with Mo Xuan.

Wei Fan completely regarded Mo Xuan as his whetstone at this time, so Wei Fan did not use the fruit's ability too early, and wanted to take the opportunity to hone his various abilities that he had not used for a long time.

And Mo Xuan didn't know Wei Fan's thoughts, seeing that Wei Fan actually took out a knife, Mo Xuan only thought that Wei Fanqian's donkey skills were exhausted, so because of the vigilance brought by the previous moment, it also dissipated a lot invisibly.

At this time, Wei Fan was holding the word "Hedao" and holding his breath.

The most important thing to perform swordsmanship is to calm the heart, and then to be ruthless.

Suddenly, Wei Fan's closed eyes suddenly opened, and then Wei Fan disappeared in place, and then Wei Fan appeared in front of Mo Xuan.

"Iai!" Wei Fan roared, and the knife in his hand slashed towards Mo Xuan with unrivaled might.

Mo Xuan didn't expect Wei Fan to be so powerful as soon as he made a move, but no matter how surprised he was in his heart, his strong fighting instinct also prompted him to instinctively dodge.

Therefore, Wei Fan's unexpected blow only cut a wound on Mo Xuan's shoulder, and had no other effect.

After Wei Fan struck, he put away his knife and stood up, looking at Mo Xuan with an indifferent expression.

At this time, Mo Xuan was afraid, if he hadn't reacted instinctively just now, the horror at this time would be as simple as more than a wound.

At the same time, Mo Xuan also put away the last trace of his pride, at this time he already regarded Wei Fan as an opponent on a par with himself.

"You've always been attacking, and now it's my turn to try my own moves." Mo Xuan stared at Wei Fan tightly and spoke.

"Corpse King Seal!" Mo Xuan shouted.

Then I saw black air currents spread out from Mo Xuan's arms, and these air currents were alternately entwined under Mo Xuan's control, and soon a corpse word was formed between Mo Xuan's hands.

Then Mo Xuan pushed with both hands, and the corpse word flew out, and at the same time, when the corpse word flew into the air, it began to grow larger.

After it increased to a certain extent, he walked towards Wei Fanyin.

Wei Fan held the knife in one hand at this time, and looked at the flying 'corpse word print' with a calm face, and waited for the 'corpse word print' to be only a few meters away from him.

The knife in Wei Fan's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and its speed was so fast that even with Mo Xuan's strength, he couldn't see it clearly.

As the knife in Wei Fan's hand fell, a crescent-shaped slash shot out from the blade, and at the same time slammed into the 'corpse character print' that was about to be printed.