Mojiazhuang, in the ring. The phoenix spreads its wings and travels for nine days. Duan Qingyu's face was like frost, and with a finger of his hand, the phoenix that appeared in the sky let out a long roar, like an eagle swooping on food, rushing towards the enemy. Before the phoenix arrived, the wind suddenly rose, as if a storm was coming, sweeping across the four fields.

"Thunder God Jue!" Mo Wanjian shouted, his hands raised to the sky, and his whole body shone with rolling thunder and lightning. The thunder and lightning shone brightly, forming a light shield that protected Mo Wanjian's body. Within ten meters of Mo Wanjian's body, all of them were shrouded in thunder and lightning.

"Thunderbolt Kirin!"

The black clouds rolled in the sky, lightning and thunder, and a thick thunderbolt slammed down, and with a "click", the ring cracked, and the gravel flew sideways. The disciples who were watching the battle around the ring all retreated fifty meters to avoid being harmed.

Mo Shaofeng looked at it intently, and saw a unicorn appear in the sky, thunder and lightning were vertical and horizontal, showing off his might. "Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the powerful impact force swept in all directions, lifting many objects away. The phoenix and the unicorn collided together, and the destructive power that erupted was unstoppable.

"Thor Finger!" A bolt of lightning appeared, striking Duan Qingyu's body. Duan Qingyu's face turned pale, spat blood from his mouth, and fell into the ring, unconscious.

"Sunny and rainy!" Mo Shaofeng shouted, rushed to the ring, and hugged her. Duan Qingyu closed her eyes, her breath was chaotic, and she was obviously seriously injured.

Mo Wanjian sneered: "My Thunder God Technique is powerful, and it hurts Senior Sister Duan, so bear with me." ”

"Mo Wanjian, her revenge, I will get it back in the final. Mo Shaofeng hugged her, picked up the phoenix kite, and left the ring.

"Mo Shaofeng, you stop, the next competition will start immediately. Second Elder Mo Honglie stood up and scolded loudly.

"I know, I'll be right back. Mo Shaofeng didn't look back, and left the competition venue with her in his arms.

Mo Shaofeng put her on the bed, fed her a pill, and said: "Qingyu, take care of your injuries, and the day you wake up, it will be when Mo Wanjian is disgraced." After the words fell, Mo Shaofeng left the room and returned to the competition venue.

Mo Shaofeng stood in the ring and shouted, "Let's start." ”

The bell rang, and Mo Tiancheng jumped and came to the ring. "Senior Brother Mo, his fists and feet have no eyes, and he will fight later, but he must be merciful. ”

"The one who needs mercy from your subordinates is you. "Mo Shaofeng's eyes are cold, the other party is a martial artist of the Eight Heavens, and I am only the Sixth Heavens, the difference in strength is huge, and the outcome is unpredictable.

"Senior Brother Mo, it's funny. Mo Tiancheng's unfathomable smile made people shudder.

"Senior Brother Mo, I'm offended. - Yin Yang Fist!" Mo Shaofeng rushed forward, and his fists were punched out, and the black and white shining fists hit the past like meteors.

"Frost Fist!" Mo Tiancheng punched out, a huge fist full of cold air, "boom", and hit the Yin Yang Fist. Mo Shaofeng rushed forward, his left and right fists, the black and white light shone, and he made continuous moves, unstoppable.

"Nine points to vitality!" Mo Tiancheng clasped his hands together and raised them above his head. A white air shield appeared, blocking Mo Shaofeng's raining fists. Mo Shaofeng burst out with a bipolar infinite flow and threw more than a hundred punches, but he didn't break this air cover. The white air shield was like mist, enveloping Mo Tiancheng's whole body, no matter how Mo Shaofeng attacked, he couldn't hurt the people inside.

"Split Cloud Palm!" Inside the white air shield, a palm stretched out, and it immediately knocked Mo Shaofeng away.

Mo Shaofeng rolled out and almost fell out of the ring. "What a powerful Split Cloud Palm!" Mo Shaofeng felt a pain in his chest, as if he had been smashed by a hammer.

"Senior Brother Mo, you can't beat me, admit defeat. Mo Tiancheng is full of confidence and is sure of victory.

"As long as I don't fall, I won't throw in the towel. Mo Shaofeng gritted his teeth and stood up strongly.

"Senior Brother Mo, be careful. Frost Fist!" Mo Tiancheng clenched his fists, and the cold air was shining, and flecked snowflakes appeared. As soon as the Frost Fist comes out, who will compete?

One after another, the huge Frost Fist, like a cannonball, bombarded Mo Shaofeng indiscriminately. The Frost Fist is powerful and can freeze everything, as long as it is hit head-on, within half a minute, the whole body will be frozen into a popsicle.

Mo Shaofeng realized the danger and quickly dodged, and the frost fist hit the ring, and it made a bang, and the hard ring instantly turned into ice.

The audience below began to sneer: "Mo Shaofeng, you are a cowardly waste, don't hide if you have a kind." ”

"Haha, cat and mouse, Mo Shaofeng is also embarrassed by this ability. ”

"Young Master Tiancheng, Shenwei is in the world, in less than three minutes, you can beat Mo Shaofeng all over the ground to find teeth. ”

"Young Master Tiancheng, come on, kill Mo Shaofeng, this waste. ”

In the ring, Mo Shaofeng and Mo Tiancheng fought with all their might, but the audience fell down, supporting Mo Tiancheng and hitting Mo Shaofeng.

Mo Shaofeng doesn't care about other people's remarks, as long as he wins, it is also a ploy to avoid it temporarily. Temporarily avoiding the edge, looking for flaws, and defeating the opponent is Mo Shaofeng's consistent strategy against the enemy. Mo Shaofeng fled for a while, and suddenly, the left side of his body was hit by a frost punch. The biting cold air invaded the whole body, and in the blink of an eye, half of the body was covered with ice, and it was impossible to move.

"Oh no!" Mo Shaofeng's heart was shocked, if he couldn't melt the ice, he would definitely lose.

"Senior Brother Mo, your left body can't move, admit defeat. Mo Tiancheng looked disdainful, thinking that he had won.

"If I don't fall, I won't throw in the towel. Mo Shaofeng was determined, looking for a way to melt the ice on his body, and suddenly, a miracle happened, the jade pendant on his neck shook slightly, and a stream of heat erupted. This stream of heat enters the body and melts away the ice at an incredible rate.

Mo Shaofeng was pleasantly surprised, when he was in the cave, the jade pendant sealed the magma spirit, and it is estimated that now this heat flow is the magma spirit that has played a role. The hottest thing in the world of magma spirits can naturally restrain the aura of ice.

Mo Tiancheng was taken aback when he saw the ice melting, since he practiced the Frost Fist and defeated countless strong enemies, no one had ever been able to melt the power of the Frost Fist.

"Mo Shaofeng, I must defeat you today. - Tianfeng Legs!" Mo Tiancheng was like a fierce tiger, rushing over, and the continuous leg technique, like a storm, instantly swallowed the other party. Mo Shaofeng was attacked frantically, and his whole body was in severe pain. Tianfeng's legs were unstoppable, and he suppressed Mo Shaofeng to death, making him powerless to resist.

Mo Tiancheng kicked out more than a hundred legs, tired and sweaty, panting.

"Senior Brother Mo, take me another move of Yin Yang Fist!" Mo Shaofeng is a Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten, and the more frustrated he is, the more courageous he becomes. The fist of black and white light shone like a shock, and instantly arrived in front of the enemy.

"Nine points return to vitality!" Mo Tiancheng repeated his old technique, and mist appeared all over his body, blocking the Yin and Yang Fist. At this time, Mo Shaofeng rushed over and kicked Mo Tiancheng with a series of kicks. Mo Tiancheng's nine points returned to vitality, and he fought against the Yin and Yang Fist with all his might, and he was unguarded, allowing Mo Shaofeng to take advantage of the loophole.

Mo Tiancheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, laughed, and raised his hands to the sky. "Nine yuan to one, blast the sky!" As the words fell, a huge ball appeared in Mo Tiancheng's hands. The ball flashed white, whirring and spinning, and smashed into the ring with a "boom", like a flash flood, and rushed towards Mo Shaofeng unstoppably.

"The first style of the God Killing Fist!" Mo Shaofeng had no choice but to come up with a killer weapon. The black light glittering fist broke through the nine-yuan return to one and hit Mo Tiancheng hard.

Mo Tiancheng spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, without moving. Mo Tiancheng practiced hard for five years, and he has been hiding it deeply, just to make a splash in the sect competition, who knows, he met Mo Shaofeng. Mo Shaofeng's God Killing Fist just restrained the nine yuan to one.

"Cheng'er. Seeing the defeat of his baby son, Mo Honglie screamed, rushed to the ring, and hugged him.

"Mo Shaofeng, you have a kind. Mo Honglie was full of anger and left the ring with his son in his arms.

Mo Shaofeng stood in the ring, exhausted, although the God Killing Fist was powerful, it was very physically demanding.

"How is this possible, Mo Shaofeng actually reached the final. ”

"Mo Shaofeng defeated Mo Tiancheng, and it is estimated that the second elder will not let him go. ”

"Mo Shaofeng will have a hard time in Mojiazhuang in the future. ”

Mo Shaofeng defeated a strong opponent and advanced to the finals, and he will face Mo Wanjian tomorrow morning. The battle between the two has become the biggest thing in Mojiazhuang. Some disciples in Mojiazhuang couldn't stay idle and began to bet. Some disciples bet on Mo Wanjian to win, and some disciples bet on Mo Shaofeng to win.

In the battle between Mo Wanjian and Mo Shaofeng, whoever has the last laugh will have hope and become the heir of the next owner.

Mo Shaofeng left Mojiazhuang and came to the deep mountains to practice the Killing God Fist. Mo Shaofeng drank dragon blood, ate dragon meat, strengthened his physique, and under his hard cultivation, he actually broke through the Six Heavens.

Mo Shaofeng punched out, and the mountains and rocks cracked, shocking the universe. "Seven Heavens!" Mo Shaofeng looked at his fist and was pleasantly surprised, tomorrow's final, to make Mo Wanjian lose convincingly.

In the middle of the night, Mo Shaofeng returned to Mojiazhuang and met Li Wanrong. After not seeing her for a few days, Li Wanrong became even more haggard, as if she was more than ten years old.

"Mother, the child lives up to expectations and reaches the finals, as long as she defeats Mo Wanjian tomorrow, her mother can leave here and return to Jingxin Garden, and she will no longer have to suffer from this nest of gas. ”

"Feng'er, I've heard about you, you defeated Mo Honglie's son, be careful that he makes trouble for you. Li Wanrong knew that the second elder was a person who would repay his flaws, and he would definitely not give up.

Mo Shaofeng swore and said, "Mother, don't worry." Mo Honglie, that old horseman, didn't dare to attack me. ”

"Feng'er, people's hearts are sinister, be careful. ”

Mo Shaofeng nodded and left in a hurry, tomorrow's decisive battle is a matter of dignity, it can only be won, not defeated. 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.