Mo Zifan and Liao Peng started almost at the same time, although Mo Zifan couldn't use Martial Source Qi, but his current body has undergone further evolution of the evolution spores, and his physical body is not inferior to a one-star Martial Source Master at all, and the difference is probably just a Martial Source Nebula!

And Liao Peng has a Xuan-level martial arts soldier, and he really fights, and the gap between him and Mo Zifan is not too big.

The real highlight of the whole final big competition has now officially begun!

The flame martial source qi erupted in Liao Peng's body, constantly being transported to the Phantom Flame Sword, and the red light of the Phantom Flame Sword became more and more shiny, and every time he swung the sword, it would bring up bursts of fire.

Mo Zifan didn't have martial energy to use, but his physical body was very strong, no matter what direction Liao Peng's Phantom Flame Sword attacked, he could easily dodge it, and at the same time look for a flaw to counterattack back.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the two have fought for more than ten rounds.

Every confrontation made Liao Peng have a new feeling for Mo Zifan!

It's only been two months, two months ago, this guy was still like a dead dog in front of him, but today, two months later, he can actually fight on an equal footing with himself?

And this guy hasn't used the martial source qi yet, the energy that bursts out of the flesh, even if it is with his martial source qi, is not much better!

"Cross Slash!" Liao Peng quickly slashed horizontally and vertically in front of him, and a cross formed by flames quickly formed, shooting towards Mo Zifan!

Mo Zifan was not in a hurry, his fists were clenched, and he smashed it hard in the center of the cross slash!

The domineering-looking cross slash was directly blasted into flames by Mo Zifan's punch, Mo Zifan withdrew his fist, looked at Liao Peng's stunned face, and a sense of relief emanated from the inside out.

This feeling of being oppressed for many years, and then now turning over and becoming a landlord is really great!

Mo Zifan smiled lightly: "Warm up, it's over!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Zifan exerted force with his right foot, and the whole person rushed towards Liao Peng like a cannonball, this speed was definitely more than twice as fast as just now!

Liao Peng didn't react for a while, and when Mo Zifan's figure appeared in front of him, Liao Peng reluctantly used the Phantom Flame Sword to block Mo Zifan's fist.

Why can't my flames hurt this guy at all?

Liao Peng couldn't understand at all, even Ji Yaoxue didn't dare to directly contact Wuyuan Technique like this, but why was this guy so weird.

No, it must be an illusion! This guy must have done it with some ulterior secret.

Liao Peng thought silently in his heart, looking at Mo Zifan's eyes even more furious!

The smile on Mo Zifan's face became more and more exciting, and every punch was hit, although it was hit on the Phantom Flame Sword, but from another point of view, this was not the first time in so many years that Mo Zifan had beaten Liao Peng to the point that he could only defend?

Everyone in the first grade looked at Mo Zifan directly pressing Liao Peng to beat him, and they were all stunned!

They had thought of countless ways and possibilities, but they didn't think that Mo Zifan would also press Liao Peng one day!

I didn't think that Liao Peng, who put down Haikou before the start of the game, was now pressed to the ground by Mo Zifan, like a pile driver!

Mo Zifan's hands seemed to be tireless, bombarding Liao Peng from a standing state to lying on the ground, if it weren't for the Phantom Flame Sword constantly resisting Mo Zifan's attacks for Liao Peng, I'm afraid Liao Peng would have been completely cold!

"You're enough!" Liao Peng kicked Mo Zifan's lower abdomen, kicked hard, and kicked Mo Zifan directly away, Mo Zifan flipped half a circle in mid-air, and rushed towards Liao Peng again with the help of the power of the fall!

"There's still no end!" Liao Peng burst out, the Phantom Flame Sword swung quickly in front of him, and five cross slashes appeared in front of Liao Peng.

"I have the ability to bomb these five for me!" Liao Peng burst out and rushed towards Mo Zifan with a cross slash.

The two figures, in the gaze of countless eyes, were like meteorites colliding, colliding violently, splashing the aftermath of the monstrous fighting spirit.

"Whew!"

The fist smashed down, and the strong fist directly passed into the center of the five cross slashes, but it was extremely thrilling to rub Liao Peng's shoulder, although it did not achieve the slightest achievement, but it also exploded the five cross slashes!

And at the moment when his attack missed, Liao Peng's left claw suddenly bent slightly, and then suddenly slapped in the direction of the left, and the flame vortex burst out in an instant, sweeping Mo Zifan's whole person!

"Bang!"

Mo Zifan didn't expect that Liao Peng would actually have a backhand at this time, these five cross slashes are estimated to be just a disguise, and this move Flame Vortex is a real killer move!

The flames collided violently with the flesh, and a low 'squeak' sound suddenly sounded at the point of contact, and a ripple of energy that caused the space to fluctuate quickly burst out, and finally spread out in all directions.

"You will definitely die!" Liao Peng's face turned pale, and the martial energy in his hand gushed out wildly, and the burning of the flame vortex became even more vigorous and terrifying!

With a few consecutive cross slashes plus the enhanced version of the Flame Vortex, coupled with Lei Xiaohu's previous attack consumption, Liao Peng's current martial arts qi is almost close to freezing, and this move must be solved Mo Zifan, otherwise......

"Die!" Liao Peng burst out in his heart, his claw-like fingers tightened hard, and the flame vortex in mid-air was also shrinking, as if he was really going to squeeze Mo Zifan directly!

The Flame Martial Source Qi of the Eightfold Realm couldn't hurt Mo Zifan's body at all, he just felt a trace of scorching, but his clothes were different, under this kind of flame wrapping, Mo Zifan's clothes were burned all in an instant!

That strong muscular figure immediately appeared in front of everyone's eyes!

Seeing his clothes burned to ashes, Mo Zifan helplessly said to the black ring in his hand: "Don't blame me for this, this guy burned it, it's none of my business!"

Mo Zifan, who was in the flame whirlpool, suddenly punched out, and a burst of energy quickly broke through the whirlpool, and then countless energy burst out, and Liao Peng's flame vortex was directly broken by Mo Zifan!

"How is that possible!" Liao Peng exclaimed, and the next moment Mo Zifan's fist was already above his nose!

"Boom!"

"Don't surrender!" Mo Zifan smiled coldly: "Don't forget, if you lose, you will lose to me a right hand!"

Mo Zifan rushed directly in front of Liao Peng's eyes like a cannonball, and his huge fist blasted out again, slamming Liao Peng into the center of the ring!

One punch!

Two punches!

Three punches!

Four punches!

I don't know how many punches!

Liao Peng had already fainted, he had already fainted under Mo Zifan's stormy fist, and when the invigilator came, Liao Peng's entire face had turned into a pig's head, his nose was deformed, his eyes were swollen, and his teeth were almost all broken!

The invigilator's face was full of ugliness: "You are too ruthless!"

"Hmph!" Mo Zifan clapped his palms: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi!