When he was one meter away from the ground, Mo Fan's rapidly descending body was caught in time by a flying sword.

He closed his eyes, and it took a long time for him to realize that he hadn't fallen.

"I'm not dead?", Mo Fan opened his eyes and sat on the sword, "This is ...... Flying Sword!"

He realized that he was on the sword, and a feeling of nausea welled up in his chest, but the spiral ascension he had just experienced vomited all the stocks in his stomach, and now he retched a few times, and he was miraculously no longer afraid of heights.

"Hey, it turns out that the flying sword is so cool!", Mo Fan sighed as he enjoyed the high air.

"Mo Fan, be careful!", Huo Hu's voice came from his right, and the flying sword he sat on flew vertically downward.

Mo Fan looked up and saw that Huo Hu was swinging a flaming knife towards him.

Mo Fan: "!!"

The flames were getting closer and closer to him, and he almost felt the terrifying heat about to scorch his face.

I didn't expect that in my life, Mo Fan, I was not killed by thunder, I was not killed, I was not killed by old age, and I was going to die on the knife of my teammates.

Mo Fan thought of a lot of things at that moment: Ah! I remembered running in the sunset, which was my lost youth.

The flames full of high temperature did not swing towards Mo Fan, but slashed at the huge figure behind Mo Fan.

"Ah!", the huge figure took the flame knife slashed by Huo Hu and roared.

Hey, it's not beating me!, Mo Fanxin patted his chest greatly and sighed.

"Mo Fan, hurry up, this is not a place for you to stay!", Lin Fengtian jumped down from the air with a giant sword in his hand, followed by several middle-aged men, who were holding weapons in their hands and waiting solemnly.

Before Mo Fan could speak, the sword flew out by itself.

"I want to go, it's impossible!", a deep voice came, and a giant hand grabbed the hilt of the sword, and shook Mo Fan down.

Mo Fan did a few rolls on the ground and ate a mouthful of ash.

"Phew!", he wiped his mouth and looked at the tall figure.

Taller than an adult elephant, with an angular ...... Skull, dark purple skin. The whole person was like a huge purple potato, dressed in dark golden armor. With an extremely confident smile on his face, his chin was like the sole of a shoe, and there were wrinkles standing up, his eyes looked at Mo Fan with disdain, and when he saw the giant in front of him, Mo Fan's pupils shrank. Tremblingly pointed at him and said, "You...... You're a purple sweet potato!Ahhh

"Thanos?", except for Mo Fan, everyone wondered.

Mo Fan looked at the hands of "Thanos", there were no fists, and he was relieved.

"Hey, Thanos!", Mo Fan shouted, "Will you snap your fingers?"

Snapping their fingers, everyone was still confused.

"Wow, I don't call Thanos, and I don't know what it means to snap my fingers!", the big man became grumpy and roared, "Little ant, dare to be disrespectful to the noble King of Xuan Hades and seek death!"

Purple Sweet Potato Essence (Xuan Hades King) put his fists together and threw it at Mo Fan, Mo Fan quickly dodged the attack with a roll, at that moment, he finally understood how the senior of the martial arts felt, when he dodged a fist as big as a sandbag in the haunted house, life and death were in an instant, so dangerous, but, exciting!

"Mo Fan, put on the sword", Huo Hu said on the side, and threw a long sword at him.

"Don't think about it!", the purple sweet potato essence said, and then slapped the sword away with a casual slap.

"Am I really going to die here?", Mo Fan muttered as he looked at the approaching purple sweet potato essence.

"Yes, be afraid, tremble!", the purple sweet potato spirit walked slowly, and her red eyes looked directly at Mo Fan.

The pupils of both sides flashed a red light at the same time.

Immediately after, Mo Fan's expression began to become exciting, he trembled all over, and squatted down with his knees hugged.

"Mo Fan, what's wrong with you?", Lin Fengtian asked.

Mo Fan didn't answer, and always maintained a trembling posture. "What's wrong?", Purple Sweet Potato Essence (Xuan Hades King) laughed: "Amplify the fear in your heart, how can this feeling be described as [how]." ”

"Mole ant", the King of Xuan Hades glanced at Mo Fan with disdain, "This is the price of disrespect to me!"

He raised his right fist and hit Mo Fan without hurrying, he understood the other party's situation, and he couldn't even dodge the most basic.

"Don't think!", Huo Hu swung another flame slash, but it was easily blocked by the Xuan Hades King with his left arm.

Lin Fengtian and the others also released their own tricks, gathering fire towards the Xuan Hades King, obviously they were all monks, but they played the special effect of a magician, and what color and form of attack smashed on the purple potato without money.

However, the other party raised his left hand, stretched out a shield, and blocked all the attacks, and he didn't do anything at all.

"Mole ant, it's your turn next!", King Xuan Hades stared at his eyes like copper bells, and roared angrily: "You dare not ...... me"

Bang!

Before the King of Xuan Hades finished speaking, there was an explosion around him, and the space cracked like glass, exposing cracks, and directly devouring his right fist.

"Hey, hey!", Mo Fan stood up and let out a laugh, "Purple sweet potato essence, what's the matter, isn't it exciting?"

"How can you be okay!", said the King of the Underworld, and quickly cut off his right arm.

"That's because of the spell you cast on me!", Mo Fan hurriedly distanced the two sides, and with the help of Huo Hu, jumped on the flying sword.

"You didn't magnify my fear, but magnified my inner heart, excitement, made me feel like I had taken a stimulant, although deep down I was eager to fight, but my brain was calm, this feeling", Mo Fan shook his head and said slowly: "Who uses who knows!"

"Mole ant!Find death!", the purple sweet potato essence was very angry after hearing this, and Yukong flew up and raised his right hand, which was rapidly recovering to form, "Feel my anger!"

He aimed at Mo Fan, opened his newly recovered right palm, and condensed a pure black sphere with a diameter of half a meter.

"Suffer death!", the King of Xuan Hades smiled disdainfully, and his peculiar chin was very eye-catching.

"Hold on!", Huo Hu reminded Mo Fan as Edgeworth dodged the black ball of light.

The black ball slammed into a building, destroying it into powder.

Fortunately, that thing is not a tracking type, otherwise he would have finished playing it, Mo Fan thought.

"Be careful!", as soon as Lin Fengtian's voice sounded, Mo Fan felt the murderous aura coming from the side.

Mo Fan didn't have time to look back, so he jumped his sword directly, returned to the ground, and left the murderous range.

"Mole ant, let you escape three times and twice, this time it's up to you to see what you do!", the figure of purple sweet potato essence appeared in front of him suddenly, like a mosquito, and slapped Mo Fan away a long way, so far that no one could see it.

"Mo Fan!" "Quasi-son-in-law!", Lin Fengtian and the others shouted.