"Mo Yan, you can't think of it, right? Senior Brother Bai Lingyun taught me all his 'White Crane Wings'. ”

Suspended in mid-air, looking at Mo Yan condescendingly, Zhou Feihong suddenly felt as if he was the king of the world who controlled the life of all things in heaven and earth, and laughed wildly: "Don't say that I bullied you, I'll let you make three moves, come on, let me see your strength." ”

With just a Zhenshan sword, it is already indestructible, and no magic weapon can resist it, coupled with the strong horizontal cultivation of the Outer Realm, the release of true qi, and the attack in the air, and now he has cultivated the wings of the White Crane, taking off from the ground, flying in the void, such a strength directly catches up with the high level of the Outer Realm, even among the many true disciples, can be ranked as famous.

Not to mention that Mo Yan is a mid-level Qi Refining Realm, even if it is a mid-level External Release Realm, he is not Zhou Feihong's opponent.

Of course, this is for ordinary people, in Mo Yan's eyes, Zhou Feihong at this time is still not his opponent, at most, suppressing this person will waste more time than before.

"This is simply bullying people, the Qi Refining Realm cultivator is already lacking in true qi and can't fly, Zhou Feihong is flying in mid-air, isn't he invincible? ”

Several core elders shook their heads, feeling sorry for Mo Yan, they were still very optimistic about this blockbuster disciple.

"Lan Caixing, it seems that this Tianhe bracelet of yours is mine. Chi Tianxing laughed, but the laughter did not stop, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering loud sound from the No. 1 martial arts platform.

At the same time, there were more arrogant words than Zhou Feihong.

"Zhou Feihong, do you think that when you have cultivated to the Outer Realm, you will be able to compete with me with a low-grade spiritual weapon and the Wings of the White Crane of the Garbage Martial Technique?

Mo Yan's strong words shocked the spot, and on the other hand, Zhou Feihong was actually shot to the ground by him, smashing the entire competition platform out of a big pit, rubble splashed, smoke and dust rolling, Zhou Feihong lay in a large font inside, Jin Luo's clothes were broken, almost naked, gray and dirty, how miserable it was, how miserable it was.

"What, how is this possible?" Chi Tianxing stood up suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

"This is!" Lan Caixing also stood up, her beautiful eyes widened, and her jade hand lightly covered her red lips.

"That's not true, is it?

"What just happened?"

"It seems that Senior Brother Zhou Feihong was beaten down from the sky by Senior Brother Mo Yan!"

Countless pairs of eyes stared at Mo Yan with an indifferent face, and some inner disciples, unconsciously, changed their names for Mo Yan, and added the word "senior brother", which shows that the strength he showed has shocked and frightened these people.

Lan Caixing let out a long sigh and sat back in his chair, a sweet smile appeared on his face: "How is it?" Chi Tianxing, although Zhou Feihong broke through to the Outer Realm, and had the Zhenshan Sword in his hand, Mo Yan seemed to have gotten some adventure, and his cultivation body martial arts were extremely fast, and he had reached a speed of instantaneous kilometers just now. In this way, Zhou Feihong's hundred-step divine fist, a hundred meters in an instant, couldn't help him at all. If you want my Tianhe bracelet, I'm afraid that it won't work, and your Cangyan Golden Bowl is one of your beloved treasures, so I will laugh at it. ”

"Not necessarily!" Chi Tianxing's face was a little unsightly, but he sneered: "Even if that ink corpse gets an adventure and can achieve a kilometer in an instant, but don't forget that Zhou Feihong has cultivated the wings of the white crane, this flying martial art is a ground level primary, just now he was caught off guard, and he was attacked by that ink corpse by luck." When he came back to his senses and no longer despised this person, the wings of the white crane were fully exerted, and it was not difficult to move three thousand meters in an instant, and the power of the Zhenshan Sword had not yet been exerted, so the outcome was not yet known. ”

"Really? Let's see. Lan Caixing held his head high, and seemed to have a lot of confidence in Mo Yan.

"Okay, let's just wait and see. Chi Tianxing pinched his fingers, his eyes were sharp, and he stabbed directly at the ink on the competition platform, as if he wanted to see through all the secrets on his body.

"I didn't expect Mo Yan to be so powerful, no wonder he was able to kill the four major army commanders of my Anping Kingdom, as well as Emperor Xu Wenqiang's uncle, and even Xu Yongheng's ancestor chased and killed him, but he escaped, but his whereabouts are unknown. ”

In the surrounding stands, Xu Mingzhu looked at Mo Yan with beautiful eyes, which was full of brilliance, but for some reason, on her face, there was a trace of loneliness.

"Mo Yan, you are looking for death, looking for death, you know? I won't kill you, I swear not to be a man!"

Zhou Feihong let out a sharp roar, and the whole person swished, shook the rubble, rushed up from the big pit, and flew into the sky.

He thought that he was well prepared, and Mo Yan would definitely be beaten by him all over the ground looking for teeth, crying for his father and calling for his mother, and finally knelt in front of him, kowtowing and begging for mercy, but he never expected that Mo Yan suddenly showed unparalleled speed, and with only one move, he shot himself down from mid-air with one move, causing him to look ugly and become a laughing stock again.

"Noise!"

Mo Yan ignored Zhou Feihong's roar, his body flashed, and instantly appeared behind this person, and the Enma Fist was mighty and unleashed.

Suddenly, a fierce air flow rushed out, like a dragon out of the sea, a white tiger jumping out of the stream, a Xuanwu out of the water, and a horse galloping!

Boom!

Zhou Feihong, who had just flown into the sky, was beaten down by Mo Yan again, and fell on the competition platform, smashing the original big pit deeper and more fragmented, and the entire competition platform shook violently, and there were long snake-like cracks everywhere, one by one, thousands of ways, criss-crossed, interconnected, like spider webs.

And Zhou Feihong was even more miserable this time, Jin Luoyi's clothes were completely shattered, and the whole person became naked, and the skin on his body was open, spurting blood, as if he had suffered a lot of trauma.

"Whew!"

A hysterical roar came out of Zhou Feihong's mouth, this time he no longer flew into the sky, but the wings of the white crane slammed hard, three thousand miles in an instant, and in a hundredth of an instant, appeared in front of Mo Yan, and the Zhenshan Sword in his hand slashed out, and suddenly a big mountain appeared out of thin air, booming, and hitting Mo Yan.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines?"

Mo Yan snorted coldly, didn't look at it, and blasted out with a punch, and the mountain that hit was directly blasted by his punch, and the broken stones shot out everywhere, smashing on his body, making a clanging sound like iron, and smashing on Zhou Feihong's body, it immediately smashed this person's nose and face were swollen, his bones were broken, and blood was spurted out again.

"No, this can't be! I'm a master of the Outer Release Realm, how could I be defeated by a small Qi Refining Realm from you?"

Zhou Feihong retreated again and again under the strength of the stormy fist of the ink corpse, and his whole body was seriously injured, and he was already at the end of the crossbow.

However, he was not willing to fail, and rose up all his strength to resist.

"I am for the mountains, the mountains are refined, a hundred mountains, a thousand mountains, kill!"

His whole body was full of true qi, and he poured it into the Zhenshan Sword one after another, and suddenly this low-grade spirit weapon-level sword shone brightly, trembling violently, and making a buzzing, bee-like sound of flapping its wings.