The entire Wanjianshan Square fell silent again, and countless eyes looked at the lonely figure in the ring with pity or pity.

Mo Li's whole body was tense, as if he was facing a great enemy, he was vigilant around the empty surroundings, but he was slightly helpless in his heart. Except for releasing his divine sense, he would not be able to capture Meng Bufan's figure now. But Mo Li glanced at the three elders on the high platform and dispelled this thought, until the last moment, he would never use his divine sense again.

I couldn't help but use my divine sense just now, which made Mo Li break out in a cold sweat. Although it was taken back in an instant, with the terrifying cultivation of the three elders on the high platform, maybe it would be discovered. But fortunately, Mo Li swept over the three elders and found that their faces were calm, and they didn't seem to find anything abnormal.

Therefore, Mo Li is quite helpless now.

Bite!

A crisp impact sound suddenly sounded, Mo Li's body shook, and a sharp feeling erupted on the Spirit Devouring Sword, and the sudden powerful force made Mo Li's body retreat violently, and only stopped after a few meters.

Mo Li's face was slightly gloomy, and the fire spiritual power poured out, expelling the remaining wind spiritual power on the Spirit Devouring Sword. The surroundings were still empty, as if the scene had not happened.

But everyone can see it clearly, and it is not an illusion.

Mo Li's face was a little ugly, if the sword just now hadn't been deliberately slashed towards the Spirit Devouring Sword by Meng Bufan, but chose to slash at his neck, he would have been defeated. If it is a game of life and death, he is already dead. However, if it is a situation of life and death, Mo Li does not have to hide his divine sense, and the situation will also change.

This is Meng Bufan's signal to remind Mo Li, if Mo Li has no back move, the next sword will divide the victory. ”

Jin Zhan's eyes were faintly worried, and he said in a condensed voice.

If he was in a position of inseparability, he couldn't think of any way. Not only him, he can say with certainty that none of the disciples in the square have a way to deal with it. But he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that Mo Lihui would be defeated like this. Although there was no basis for it, he believed it in his heart.

In the void, Meng Bufan, who no one could see, revealed a little disappointment in his eyes, the sword he had just now, Mo Li didn't notice it at all, and there was no sign of dodging or resisting.

It seems that the sword was just his luck.

Mo Li dodged his sword, which surprised him quite a bit, and now it seems that it should be just luck. I thought I would find someone who was worthy of a fight, but I didn't think that I could only let him play to such an extent. Putting away the disappointment in his heart, Meng Bufan's eyes returned to calm.

In that case, let's end this fight.

The wind surrounding his body slowly accelerated, and the wind spiritual power accelerated and surged.

The sense of crisis in his heart continued to increase, and Mo Li knew that Meng Bufan was about to make a move.

Settle down and find him.

Mo Li exhaled lightly, his anxious heart calmed down, and his eyes were as calm as a pool of water. The flow of spiritual power slowed down, so slow that it seemed to be still, the tense body relaxed, and the beating of the heart gradually slowed.

Knock! Knock!

Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent, the sound of a slow-beating heart sounded in his mind, the wind blew gently, and the sound of rubbing against the air was clearly captured by him, but there was no trace of Meng Bufan.

But Mo Li was not impatient, but became more and more calm. A peaceful aura slowly diffused from the body, and there were no waves in the ancient well. As if under the influence of Mo Li's environment, white yin and yang fish slowly emerged in Mo Li's body, calm, far-reaching, and profound.

Buzzing!

Mo Li's ears moved slightly, and the sound of a bug's flying wings flapping the air in the distance was clearly captured by him, and the countless careful and nervous breaths under the ring seemed to be amplified countless times, and clearly fell in his ears.

Airplanes!

Mo Li's heart moved, and a very subtle voice sounded softly in his ears. The imperceptible air was gently sliced away, and it only took a split second for it to return to normal.

The Soul Devouring Sword flashed and slashed towards the right side of its body.

The sword light slashed through without hindrance. There was no one on the right, and all the Soul Eater slashed at was air. Mo Lili's sense of crisis suddenly decreased, and he knew that Meng Bufan had retreated.

Meng Bufan, who wanted to end this battle, was forced to retreat by Mo Li's sword, and a feeling of astonishment appeared in his heart.

"Was it luck or did he really find me?"

Rekindled his interest, his eyes flashed. I don't know the answer, just try a few more times to find out.

The air moved slightly, and the Soul Devouring Sword slashed horizontally, still only slashing into air.

"Interesting, it doesn't seem to be luck. ”

The extinguished battle intent in Meng Bufan's heart rose again, and he seemed to underestimate Mo Li.

Whew!

The Soul Eater Sword kept slashing out, but it only slashed into air.

High in the air, Mo Li kept drawing out his sword, as if he was dancing alone. Such a strange scene made everyone feel quite weird.

They couldn't detect Meng Bufan's traces, so they couldn't detect the thrill contained in this strange scene.

For such a long time, Mo Li was the only one who kept swinging his sword in the sky, but it made Lin Dong and Jin Zhan happy.

"Could it be that Mo Li has found Meng Bufan's traces?"

"Definitely, otherwise, after so long, Meng Bufan would have made a move and won the victory. ”

"No, it should be that Meng Bufan has already made a move, but he has been blocked by Mo Li one by one. ”

Jin Zhan said excitedly. Although Meng Bufan still occupies the initiative, as long as Mo Li can prevent his offensive, he will have a chance to turn over.

"Yes, with such a little disturbance in air flow, I found Meng Bufan's traces. ”

Elder Huang exclaimed.

"Delicate and good at catching clues, no matter at all times, it is a huge help to him. I now have some idea of why he was able to rise from a desperate situation. ”

Elder Guang said softly.

The sword elder beside him had already regained his calmness, and said secretly: "It seems that it is my delusion, how can the innate realm give birth to divine consciousness." ”

Secretly shook his head, feeling that he was making a fuss. Then he said: "What you said is right, but it is not enough to just find Meng Bufan's traces, if he continues like this, he will still lose." ”

The two elders of Huang Guang also nodded, they also knew that what Elder Jian said was true.

While the three elders were talking, the tide of battle changed.

"It's surprising that you found me, but that's not enough!"

After Mo Li forced Meng Bufan back with a sword, this voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Immediately after, the air moved slightly, and the Spirit Devouring Sword slashed down again, still slashing above the air, but Mo Li's pupils shrank. The air behind him suddenly moved, and the sense of danger increased sharply, Mo Li turned around suddenly, and the Spirit Devouring Sword slashed horizontally, but it didn't hit anything. At this moment, the air behind his head moved slightly, Mo Li's heart sank, his spiritual power suddenly exploded, and his body moved sideways by an inch.

Airplanes!

The sound of the spirit sword slashing through the air sounded in my ears, and the Spirit Devouring Sword stabbed backwards like a poisonous snake, but it stabbed into the air.

Mo Li's body retreated, leaving the place, vigilantly observing the surroundings. A trace of broken hair fell quietly, the broken wound was extremely neat, the face was slightly painful, and a slight wound suddenly appeared, and a trace of blood flowed down. At the last moment, Mo Li dodged a sword that stabbed him in the back of the head.

"No, even if I knew his whereabouts, I couldn't keep up with him. ”

Mo Li's heart was full of crisis, the light of thought in his eyes kept flickering, and he quickly thought about countermeasures, but there was no good way, and his heart gradually sank.

"You're stupid, he's fast, you just need to improve your speed. ”

Old man Ji's voice suddenly sounded.

Mo Li was overjoyed, every time Old Man Ji came out, it meant that things had taken a turn for the better, and he immediately asked: "But my speed is already the limit now, how can I improve?"

"Who told you to the limit, it's good to use your brain. ”

Old man Ji was stunned for a while, and continued: "What is the reason why that kid is fast?"

"Wind Spiritual Power. ”

"Then don't you know how to use wind spiritual power?

Old man Ji split his head and covered his face was a scolding, but it made Mo Li empowered.

It has been recorded in the five elements of yin and yang that at the beginning of heaven and earth, there were only five elements. The spiritual power of the two attributes of wind and thunder is in the evolution of the world, and it is obtained from gold wood and fire wood respectively. Through the five elements of yin and yang, as long as there is gold wood and fire wood, wind and thunder can be derived.

It's just that Mo Li has never used this point, so he forgot that there is still this trick.

Slowly closing his eyes, the golden wood spiritual power began to boil. Inside the five internal organs, the golden wood spiritual power slowly blended together, and the golden and green spiritual power gradually disappeared, replaced by a pure cyan spiritual power, and a light and sharp aura emanated from it.

Don't leave the great joy, it can be done.

Sure enough, Meng Bufan is still Meng Bufan. ”

Seeing that Mo Li closed his eyes and seemed to have given up resistance, Wu Zhenjie sighed lightly.

Everyone looked at Mo Li with regret in their hearts, having the same thoughts as Wu Zhenjie.

"Still doesn't work?"

Jin Zhan's tone was low and unwilling.

"It's too difficult, it is beyond my imagination to find Meng Bufan's traces, but even so, it is in vain that my body can't keep up with Meng Bufan's speed. ”

Lin Dong sighed.

There is only one person, and the belief in Mo Li in his eyes has not diminished at all.

"He doesn't give up easily. ”

Su Yuechan said softly.

Lin Yue looked at Su Yuechan in surprise: "Do you know what other tricks Mo Li has?"

"I don't know, and I can't think of any other way he can do it, but he's not someone to give up easily. He's smart enough to think of a solution. ”

Su Yuechan's believing gaze and firm tone made Lin Yue couldn't help but look at the figure in the sky.

Hope you won't let her down.

Airplanes!

The air shook slightly, and no one saw it, and a spirit sword glowed with blue light, quickly stabbing towards Mo Li's right chest.

No one noticed that Mo Li, who was standing quietly in the sky, had a slight glimmer of blue light on his red skin, and there was a trace of lightness and sharpness in the scorching breath.

It's over.

Meng Bufan indifferently watched his spirit sword gently pierce Mo Li's clothes and head towards his chest.

But then, his face changed. There is nothing, it is the air that pierces.

What is Mo Li in front of you?

An incredible thought crossed his mind. The figure suddenly disappeared into the air, and the Soul Devouring Sword slowly stabbed at the position he had just had.

At the same time, a faint voice resounded in the square.

"Are you satisfied with this speed?"