As soon as Nie Hao's words fell, the eyes of everyone around him couldn't help but look at him.

And Xu Le was also stunned at this time.

Facing such a strong person as the gray-robed monk, he naturally didn't dare to single him out.

But even if he didn't dare to make a move, he wouldn't say it.

So he sneered in a pretentious gesture and said, "With the same cultivation, I will not be afraid of anyone, even the Four Heavenly Kings. ”

"But this is the first time I've seen a fool like that kid who moths to the fire. ”

"You see, although that fool doesn't know what kind of indiscriminate method he used to shield his cultivation, but looking at the extent of his true qi, at most, he will only transform into a god realm fourfold, how can it hahaha. ”

Beside Xu Le, the other two Four Heavenly Kings also showed a look of ridicule when they heard this, although they were a little surprised that Mo Yuchen dared to challenge the gray-robed monk Ling Qingyan, but they were only surprised.

If you want them to feel admiration, it is absolutely impossible, unless Mo Yuchen can really defeat Ling Qingyan.

Ling Qingyan, he was the eldest disciple of the Prajna Holy Lord, before the age of fifty, no one knew him, whether it was the Heavenly Spirit Continent or overseas strong cultivators.

He would never say a word to anyone, he only knew about cultivation.

Moreover, this state of affairs continued until he was born after the age of fifty, and it never stopped.

Later, after he learned his art, he began to go out of the holy land of Prajna to challenge the heroes of the world, and it can be said that he will win every battle.

Gradually, Ling Qingyan's fame also spread among the top powerhouses in the Heavenly Spirit Continent, which is why no young powerhouse knows him today.

Otherwise, with a strong man like him, how could there be so many people present who didn't know him.

It can be said that he is the future helmsman of the Heavenly Spirit Continent, and he belongs to the supreme level.

However, under the obstruction of such a person, is it still possible for Mo Yuchen to succeed?

After hearing the introduction of the Four Heavenly Kings, the dozen or so young powerhouses of the Heavenly Spirit Continent immediately stopped giving Mo Yuchen any hope.

Everyone watched sympathetically, slashing at Mo Yuchen, who was a gray-robed monk.

His sword, incomparably bright, was like a blood-colored river in hell, flooding the entire hall.

Even when Du Zhiwen saw Mo Yuchen's sword, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

Because he already clearly felt that this sword was a threat to him.

He couldn't believe that it seemed that only Mo Yuchen, who was in the fourfold Transformation God Realm, could slash such a powerful sword.

Even the Four Heavenly Kings not far away couldn't help but show surprise when they saw this, and there was more curiosity in their eyes.

Na Xu Le's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

But in the eyes he swept towards Mo Yuchen, there was a trace of cold killing intent.

Nie Hao noticed Xu Le's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Immediately, he secretly told himself that he must remember to remind Mo Yuchen later, so that he should be careful of Xu Le in the future.

At this time, everyone's eyes converged on Mo Yuchen in front of him.

Is it really like a moth to a fire?

In fact, this was the case, although Mo Yuchen's sword was very strong, enough to approach the full force of the sixfold mid-stage powerhouse of the Transformation God Realm, but Ling Qingyan just waved his hand and caused the entire blood river to flow backwards.

In the end, this blood-colored river landed steadily on Mo Yuchen himself, blasting him out fiercely.

"Ahem......"

The boy's blood spurted wildly, and his face was as pale as paper.

But his eyes were still full of fighting intent, like the scorching sun, folded and shining, shooting out two blazing rays of light.

"Come again!"

Without any nonsense, Mo Yuchen picked up the Long Yuan Sword beside him and rushed towards Ling Qingyan again.

At this moment, Ling Qingyan's eyes finally fluctuated a little, and they were much softer than their previous indifference.

He looked at Mo Yuchen with some surprise and curiosity at this time, shook his head slightly and said, "Your talent is good, but it's a pity that your cultivation is only one level of the Transformation God Realm, and the gap between you and me is too big." ”

"I'm not afraid to tell you, I've already stepped into the eightfold god realm with half a foot, and my combat power can even reach the peak of the eightfold god realm. “

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked.

What the hell are these people, much more powerful than many of the older generation.

Compared to him, this is a difference of 108,000 miles, and he is not a character on the same level at all.

At this time, what the Four Heavenly Kings were most shocked by was not this, but what Ling Qingyan said, 'You only have one weight in the Transformation God Realm'......

At this moment, all four of them thought that their ears had heard wrong, and looked at each other again and again.

"Damn, the Transformation God Realm can be so strong, bragging......"

Xu Le looked between Mo Yuchen and Ling Qingyan in disbelief.

When Mo Yuchen heard this, he was also extremely shocked in his heart.

But he still gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "In Lao Tzu's mind, there are no four words of defeat without a fight. ”

"If you want to defeat Lao Tzu, then show your strength, otherwise, Lao Tzu will never admit defeat. ”

Three Lao Tzu in a row completely stimulated Mo Yuchen's fighting spirit to the peak.

The next moment.

Mo Yuchen slashed out with a sword without hesitation, and countless brilliant sword rays were densely covered in the void, and then converged into a shocking sword, slashing towards Ling Qingyan's head.

Then, Mo Yuchen blasted out with a punch, and hundreds of fist prints, like rain, completely submerged Ling Qingyan.

The whole hall trembled.

Mo Yuchen took this opportunity to quickly leave Ling Qingyan aside and rush to the back door of the stone hall behind him.

However, just as he arrived at the back door, a black shadow tore through the void, and in just a moment, it disappeared into the young man's mind with lightning speed, and began to devour Mo Yuchen's soul power in a big way.

"Uhh......h

Mo Yuchen covered his head and suddenly let out a terrible angry howl.

It's terrible, it's not on one level at all.

Soon, Mo Yuchen endured the pain and ran the soul refining chapter of the Taizu Holy Dragon Duel, wanting to refine Ling Qingyan's remnant soul that had been left in his soul sea.

However, in Ling Qingyan's terrifying soul power, even if he relied on the soul refining chapter of the Taizu Holy Dragon Duel, he could only suppress the pain at this time and refine it slowly.

At the same time, a black palm print did not exude any terrifying aura, but it appeared extremely hard, and it directly shook Mo Yuchen's fist sword shadow away.

Immediately, the palm print was still unabated with undiminished power, and it was fiercely suppressed towards Mo Yuchen.

Boom!

An earth-shattering bang rang out.

The boy fell in response and slammed it to the ground.

Now, for the first time, Mo Yuchen suffered such a fiasco, his whole body was trapped in the ground of the stone hall, the bones of his whole body were almost shattered, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Fortunately, his physical body is the body of a true dragon, so under this black palm print, he can survive, otherwise, I'm afraid he would have been scrapped.

(End of chapter)