Wow!

Mo Yan involuntarily took a few steps back, only to feel the pain in his fists and the numbness in his wrists, but the golden light of his whole body flashed slightly, and this paralyzing feeling was eliminated.

"The Outer Realm Cultivator is really powerful, I don't know how far this person has reached, is it a beginner, an intermediate level, or a high level?"

Mo Yan thought to himself, this Xu Dongsheng's imperial uncle did not hesitate to expend his true qi and hurried from a distance, and he didn't see how far this person was attacking from the air.

"Boy, okay, you're very good!" The Outer Realm monk landed from the air, looking at Xu Dongsheng who died tragically and the commanders of the four major legions, he was furious, and he was furious, "You dare to kill my Prince of Anping Kingdom, and the four legion commanders, no matter what your identity is, even if you are a disciple of the White Lotus Sect, you will definitely die!"

"Oh, to tell you the truth, I'm a core disciple of the White Lotus Sect, you dare to do something to me?" Mo Yan said with a smile.

"What, boy, are you scared?" the man looked at Mo Yan and showed a cruel smile, "Frost Hua City is a border city, close to the War Killing Country, I killed you here, and then planted the Black Lotus Sect, who knows?"

"There's some truth to that, but you think you can kill me?" Mo Yan sneered all over his face, not taking this martial arts master in his eyes at all.

Judging from the speed of this person's arrival just now, although it was fast, it was not as good as him, so even if he was not the opponent of this Outer Realm cultivator, there was no problem in escaping.

"Hehe, boy, I'm not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue!" This Xu Dongsheng's imperial uncle laughed angrily when he heard this: "To tell you the truth, I am Xu Wenqiang, the famous iron-blooded god of war in Anping Kingdom, the middle-level cultivator of the Outer Realm, and the four army commanders are all apprentices brought out by me! You are just a small ant in the Qi Refining Realm, and you dare to argue with me? Believe it or not, I will immediately let you survive and not die!"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, hurry up, don't talk about those useless!" Mo Yan's face was full of impatience, and before he could finish speaking, his body had already rushed out.

The ghost shadow flashed as an extremely clever body martial art, and between the performances, the other party could only see a flash of black light, and then the ink shadow appeared in front of him like a ghost, as if it was teleporting, without the slightest warning.

Soul Eater!

Mo Yan appeared in front of Xu Wenqiang, and as soon as he grabbed it with one hand, the Golden Spirit Sword appeared in his hand, this high-grade spirit sword, the brilliance flashed, dazzling, and the strong hardware sharp qi emanated, as if it could cut through any object in the world.

In the face of the master of the Outer Release Realm, even he had to use a magic weapon, using a spiritual weapon, he could greatly enhance his own attack power, after all, the formation contained in it could play a role in strengthening the true qi.

"Superior Spiritual Weapon!"

Xu Wenqiang's pupils shrank, although he was shocked, but he didn't have time to think about it, because Mo Yan's soul devouring ghost slash had already slashed at him.

The Soul Eater slashed and imprisoned Xu Dongsheng's soul, and his power was even stronger, and between the swings, the air waves rolled, like a storm crashing on the shore, and the wailing of thousands of ghosts and monsters sounded faintly in the air, as if hell had descended on the world.

"Angry King Kong!"

Xu Wenqiang's complexion changed, he ran his true qi, and raised his fist to bombard.

The brilliant golden light is dazzling, like a golden sun rising, in the endless light, a tall, straight, as if able to support the sky of the Vajra Buddha statue appeared, the face is hideous, full of anger, holding the vajra, stepping on the lotus platform, towards the ink of the dead.

This angry eye King Kong is a human-level high-level martial art Vajra Fist a change method, extremely powerful, practiced to the extreme, able to suppress all evil demons in the nine heavens and ten earths, it is said to be a martial art created by the ancient Buddha, I don't know how to be learned by Xu Wenqiang.

Moreover, between the attacks, this person was wearing a pair of fist gloves on both hands at some point, the light was shining, exuding a heavy aura, and it was actually a high-grade magic weapon.

A mere member of the royal family of Anping Kingdom, no matter how high his status is in the world, but if he does not join the sect, it is impossible to have advanced martial arts and magic weapons.

But Xu Wenqiang was actually able to obtain human-level high-level martial arts and high-grade magic weapons, and it seems that he is also a person with adventures.

However, no matter how adventures there are, they are of no use in front of Mo Yan.

The gap between the top-grade spirit weapon and the top-grade magic weapon is extremely huge, just one moment, the pair of fists were smashed by the edge of the Golden Spirit Slashing Immortal Sword, and even on the King Kong Buddha statue, there were also Dao cracks, and the Soul Devouring Ghost Slash of the ink corpse passed through it and slashed on Xu Wenqiang's fist.

"Ahh

Xu Wenqiang let out a miserable scream, his resolute face was twisted in pain, his eyes were crooked, his mouth was slanted, and his mouth was spitting blood, and he felt that his soul seemed to be bombarded by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, violently shaking, and even cracks appeared on it.

The pain of the soul is ten times more tragic than the cruelest punishment in the world.

Rao is Xu Wenqiang, who claims to be the iron-blooded god of war, with a will as hard as iron and a strong spirit as steel, and he was caught off guard by this attack, and it was also a little difficult to resist.

"Boy, what kind of martial art are you, and it can actually hurt my soul? Could it be a long-lost spiritual attack martial art that only exists in legends?"

Xu Wenqiang is worthy of being a mid-level master in the Outer Realm, although his soul is shocked and painful, he has not been seriously injured.

"That's right, you're also a dying person anyway, so I'll let you die to understand! What I'm using is a spiritual attack martial art, called Soul Devouring Ghost Slash!"

Mo Yan slowly wiped away a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth, although he attacked the Spirit Devourer Ghost on Xu Wenqiang's body just now, but he was also hit by the residual power of the Angry Eye King Kong move, if it weren't for his strong body, comparable to a low-grade spirit weapon, I'm afraid he would have died.

"What? Is it really a spiritual attack martial art? And you ate my move head-on, and you only suffered a slight injury, how is this possible?"

Seeing Mo Yan admit it in person, and although the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he could see at a glance that there was no big deal at all, Xu Wenqiang was immediately shocked.

Is this still the strength that the middle level of the Qi Refining Realm can exert to exert it? Are you sure it's not at the same level as yourself, or even higher than your own cultivation?

Xu Dongsheng felt a monstrous wave in his heart, and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

"Die! Today I will perform a miracle and slaughter the real masters!"

Mo Yan ignored his surprise, and with a slight flicker, the black light flickered, and the person disappeared from the place.

"You want to kill me, even if you cultivate the Spiritual Attack Martial Technique, you can't do it!"

Xu Wen roared strongly, and the whole person jumped up, suspended in mid-air, and his two feet were surging wildly, and he kept kicking out of Mo Yan.

Every kick out, there is a water tank-sized true qi foot, booming, such as a mountain crushing, meteorite falling, terrifying energy fluctuations set off gusts of wind, in mid-air mighty impact, such as the furious sea waves, before the ground has fallen, the earth can not withstand such a violent force, there is a long snake-like crack, to the end, collapsed, the whole ground is actually a foot deep depression, a large amount of soil shattered, into dust and sand.

Mo Yan flickered and moved between these true qi soles, impacting left and right, feeling like he was facing a dense rain of bullets, although he was very fast, instantaneous kilometers, but after all, he couldn't fly to the sky, and the dense true qi soles were in the air, blocking the way forward.

"Open!"

He drank loudly, his hands gushed with true qi, and the phantom of the Hell Enma rose up, faintly singing the Yellow Spring Lamentation.