Mojiazhuang, the much-anticipated final began. Mo Shaofeng and Mo Wanjian stood in the ring, facing each other, and no one spoke. The audience below got impatient and shouted.

"What's there to see, hurry up and start fighting. ”

"Young Owner, I support you and defeat Mo Shaofeng. ”

"Kill Mo Shaofeng, the dog, the day. Wang Hu was also in the crowd, shouting and scolding.

Mo Shaofeng glared at him, frightened Wang Hu and became a turtle with a shrunken head.

"Mo Shaofeng, you really didn't disappoint me. Mo Wanjian's handsome face had a faint evil smile.

"Young Zhuang Master, you and I have grievances, we have to settle them clearly in this ring. "Mo Shaofeng will not forget what happened in Cuiyun Town, nor will he forget Duan Qingyu fell in the ring and ended up tragically. Mo Shaofeng wants to defeat the opponent with his fists, and he will be ashamed.

"The battle between you and me is divided into victory and defeat, as well as life and death, don't want to leave here alive. "Mo Wanjian made a killing move.

"Young master, you want to kill me in the ring. ”

"A self-depraved waste like you should have died a long time ago, and it is simply a shame for Mojiazhuang to live until now. As the future owner of Mojiazhuang, I have the responsibility to eradicate your cancer. Mo Wanjian gritted his teeth, eager to eat and skin the other party alive.

"I really don't understand, why does the young owner hate me so much?" Mo Shaofeng never understood the reason.

"When you die, you will naturally understand when you go to the eighteenth layer of hell. - Thunder God Technique!" Mo Wanjian roared angrily, and purple thunder and lightning erupted from his body.

"The eighteenth layer of hell doesn't welcome me, young master, you're going to be disappointed. - Yin Yang Fist!" Mo Shaofeng rushed forward with an arrow step, and the black and white glowing fist broke through the thunder and lightning defense and attacked the opponent's heart.

"Thor Fist!" Mo Wanjian punched out, a fist of thunder and lightning flashing, hitting the Yin Yang Fist, and erupted with a loud bang.

"Thor Finger!" Mo Wan stood up with his sword, stretched out his hand, and a thunderbolt shot out angrily, booming, hitting the ring, and a big hole appeared. Mo Shaofeng jumped and came behind the other party, and then kicked over.

Mo Wanjian laughed, grabbed the other party's ankle, and then threw it out. Mo Shaofeng flipped three heels in the air, landed in the ring, and then punched over.

"Mo Shaofeng, you are dead. Thor Sword!" Mo Wanjian stretched out his right hand, and the thunder and lightning flashed, and a scimitar appeared. The scimitar was one meter long, and the lightning flashed, slashing at the other party like a lightning speed.

"God Killing Fist First Style!" Mo Shaofeng bounced, dodged the Thor Knife, volleyed down, and punched over. The black light glittering fist, like a meteor, in an instant, reached the enemy's body. The first form of the God Killing Fist is infinitely powerful, and it once killed Mo Qingshan and defeated Mo Tiancheng.

Mo Shaofeng thought that the first form of the Killing God Fist could severely damage Mo Wanjian, but it backfired.

"Thunder God Shield!" Mo Wanjian stretched out his hand, and a shield appeared in front of him, a thunderbolt thunderbolt, blocking the God Killing Fist. "Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the air flow was turbulent, sweeping across the four fields.

"Mo Shaofeng, you are doomed. Mo Wanjian rushed up angrily and punched the other party away.

Mo Shaofeng spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew straight up, and after a while, he fell. Below is the land, two meters from the ring. If you fall under the ring, you lose. At the critical moment, Mo Shaofeng slapped a palm, and with the help of the power of the rebound, he rolled his body and returned to the ring.

"It's so dangerous, Mo Shaofeng almost lost. ”

"Even if Mo Shaofeng stands in the ring, he is still not the opponent of the young owner. The young master of the village is miraculous, and he slapped him to death. ”

Mo Wanjian sneered, "A waste like you, even if you have the strongest physique in the primeval world, you can't beat me. ”

"Not necessarily. Mo Shaofeng adjusted his state and continued to fight. What shocked him was that Mo Wanjian was actually the Nine Heavens combat power. At the beginning of the sect competition, Mo Wanjian had been hiding his strength, even in the semi-finals, in the face of Duan Qingyu, he only burst out of the battle power of the Eight Heavens.

It was only at this moment, in the finals, that Mo Wanjian burst out with his true strength, Nine Heavens. The combat power of the Nine Heavens is enough to fight against the owner. Mo Wanjian endured for a long time, just to kill Mo Shaofeng in the ring.

Mo Wanjian sneered, rushed forward angrily, the thunder and lightning in his hand flashed, and he slapped it. Mo Shaofeng didn't dodge it, and punched it up. The fists faced each other, and a loud bang erupted. Mo Shaofeng snorted, retreated three meters, and stopped. Mo Wan's sword body was like a ghost, and all of a sudden, he appeared beside him.

Mo Wanjian's grim smile was full of murderous intent: "To tell you the truth, in Cuiyun Town, the man in black who wanted to kill you was sent by me. ”

"Why did you kill me?" Mo Shaofeng was shocked, and sure enough, the mastermind behind the scenes was Mo Wanjian. Mo Wanjian took advantage of his lustful problem, saying that there was an alien beauty in Cuiyun Town.

In the past, Mo Shaofeng was a lecherous playboy, and when he heard that there were beauties in Cuiyun Town, he naturally wouldn't let it go, so he happily went to Cuiyun Town, who knows, the beauties didn't see it, and they met two men in black. The man in black shot ruthlessly and directly beat Mo Shaofeng to death.

If it weren't for a wisp of remnant soul of the God of Liuhe that entered Mo Shaofeng's body, it is estimated that he would not be able to die.

"I'm going to kill you for a very simple reason, because you are the body of the Qiankun and the Sun, and if you let you live, it will pose a threat to me. and if it is not for my use, it will be slain for me. Mo Wanjian had wooed him before, but the discouraged Mo Shaofeng did not choose to be loyal, which made Mo Wanjian murderous. If Mo Shaofeng had taken refuge in Mo Wanjian and became a lackey, what happened later would not have happened.

In order to become the owner of the village, Mo Wanjian took great pains to form a gang, and many young disciples in the village were Mo Wanjian's minions. Scumbags with corrupt personalities like Chen Ergou and Wang Hu are also a dog in Mo Wanjian's hands. Dogs can be incapacitated, but they must be faithful.

The targets chosen by Mo Wanjian are all scum who tend to be inflammatory, and are willing to be lackeys.

"You're going to kill me, it's not that easy. Mo Shaofeng roared angrily, and his whole body burst out with powerful combat power, and he punched the opponent away.

"Hey, it's kind of interesting, it can hurt me. Mo Wanjian sneered fiercely, raised his hands to the sky, and used the strongest trick, the thunder and lightning qilin. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, lightning and thunder, clicks, and earth-shattering. A unicorn beast as strong as an ox appeared, its teeth and claws, and its roar shook the sky.

"Mo Shaofeng, under one blow, your soul will be scattered. Mo Wanjian stretched out his hand and pointed, and the thunder and lightning unicorn in the sky rushed towards the target with four hooves. The thunder and lightning unicorn was powerful, crushing the phoenix and severely damaging Duan Qingyu.

If Mo Shaofeng wants to take revenge, he must go all out. The first form of the God Killing Fist is no longer able to fight against the Qilin. If you want to defeat the Qilin and achieve victory, you must burst out with the second form of the Killing God Fist.

Mo Shaofeng closed his eyes and recalled the God Killing Fist Spectrum, when the Thunderbolt Qilin was only ten meters away from him, Mo Shaofeng suddenly opened his eyes and punched out. A huge fist, shining with blazing white light, instantly broke through the Qilin's body. The unicorn is like a papier-mâché, and it splits apart in an instant.

"No way, my Qilin was defeated. Mo Wanjian was dumbfounded, in disbelief.

The second form of the God Killing Fist shattered the body of the Qilin, and the castration was not decaying, and with a bang, a hole was punched out of a wall.

"Mo Wanjian, you brute, this punch was for myself. Taking advantage of his panic, Mo Shaofeng rushed over and punched him in the head. A tooth flew out, blood splattered.

"This punch was made for Qingyu. Mo Shaofeng used all his strength to punch the opponent away. Mo Wanjian flew out sideways and fell into the ring.

"One last resort, let you know I'm not a piece of waste. Mo Shaofeng was like a fierce tiger, rushed up, and kicked his body.

"You will always be a waste in my eyes. Mo Wanjian shouted angrily, the thunder and lightning flashed all over his body, and he rose to the sky and punched down. "Boom!" there was a loud bang, and rubble flew sideways.

Mo Shaofeng crashed into the ring and vomited blood, and the punch was so powerful that it broke a rib. Mo Shaofeng was hit hard, and for a while, he was unable to fight again.

Mo Wanjian was also the end of the crossbow, he smiled, and fell down on his back. The battle between the two powers, both losers. The audience below was all silent, such a life-and-death struggle is simply crazy.

"Jian'er!" the owner was shocked and stood up, fearing that his son's life was in danger.

Mo Wanjian was lying in the ring, smiling bitterly, my Nine Heavens combat power, I can't beat the waste of the Seven Heavens, it's really ironic. There is another mysterious soul in Mo Wanjian's body, which is the secret of the twin martial souls.

"You're really disappointing me that you didn't kill him. The mysterious soul sneered.

"This is my grudge against him, and it has nothing to do with you. Mo Wanjian spoke to the mysterious soul in his heart.

"Don't forget, I and you are one and the same, I am you, and you are also me. Your business is naturally my business. Now that you're seriously injured and can't fight anymore, you might as well let me come out and kill that shit. "The mysterious soul is even more evil, and it has been driving Mo Wanjian to kill.

"Die, I won't let you come out and ruin my plans. Who told you that I am powerless to fight again, let you see how strong my perseverance is. Mo Wanjian gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, stood up, and walked towards the enemy step by step.

A beautiful girl appeared under the ring, it was Duan Qingyu. "Shaofeng, be strong, stand up, I believe in you, will win. Duan Qingyu's voice came into his ears, causing him to wake up suddenly.

Mo Shaofeng looked sideways and saw that she was injured and came to encourage me. "Sunny and rainy, I won't let you down. "Mo Shaofeng will not admit defeat, will not lose, standing up is victory.

Mo Shaofeng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and walked towards the other party. Ten meters, five meters, three meters. When Mo Shaofeng and Mo Wanjian were about to touch each other, suddenly, a red silk flew over and separated the two. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "The 100,000-Year Claw Book House of the God of Rebirth" for free for the first time.