Mo Han didn't know how powerful the cultivators of the Sage Realm were, but he knew that Jian Pengkun, a Spirit cultivator of the Withered Leaf Continent, could force him to use all his strength, and he had to use his hole cards to deal with it. A sage who is a great realm above the Spirit Stage can definitely make him disappear from this world without any power to fight back, and he can disappear from this world with a wave of his hand.

Moreover, he now had to face not only the full force of the Sage's blow, but also Zhao Kai'an, whose cultivation had been briefly promoted to the peak of the early stage of the Spirit Being.

"Old man Dugu, can the Linglong Tower protect me? Don't be a tragedy when the tower is destroyed. Or, master, I'll run first with oil on the soles of my feet?" In Mo Han's opinion, it is a matter of course to fight and run if you can't beat it, and if you can't beat it, it's a fool's job to fight and die with a duck's mouth.

Mo Han thinks that he is not a fool, and it is reasonable to run away after pretending to be forced, and it is Zhao Kai'an who does not follow the rules.

Just when Mo Han was looking for a way out, the Linglong Pagoda, which was quietly suspended in his sea of knowledge, suddenly trembled, and took the initiative to fly out of his sea of knowledge, suspended above his head, and faintly had a tendency to rush towards the jade pendant on Zhao Kai'an's head.

Mo Han was startled, and hurriedly grabbed it with both hands to prevent the Linglong Pagoda from flying out.

Linglong Pagoda is Mo Han's last means of life, if it goes wrong, then Mo Han will really be done this time.

"Old man Dugu, what's the situation with the Linglong Tower, why did you fly over by yourself?" Mo Han asked the old man Dugu while holding the Linglong Pagoda tightly.

The old man Dugu glared: "The Linglong Pagoda is your kid's thing, and it's not the old man's mine, you don't know what's going on with it, how can I know the old man?"

The Linglong Pagoda held by Mo Han suddenly emitted a burst of heat, and the temperature of this heat was rising rapidly, like a fierce flame, which wanted to melt Mo Han's palm, so as to fly out and get out of Mo Han's control.

"Boy, let go, or your palm will be wasted. The old man Dugu seemed to be able to feel everything about Mo Han, looking at the white flames burning like a solid body on the Linglong Tower, the old man Dugu shouted loudly in Mo Han's mind.

Mo Han was full of excitement, subconsciously let go of the palm holding the Linglong Tower, and looked at the Linglong Pagoda and flew towards Zhao Kai'an: "Is the sky really going to kill me Mo Han this time?"

"Nether ants, I'll send you on your way now!" At this moment, Zhao Kai'an's eyes were full of indifference when he looked at Mo Han, as if he was looking at a dead person.

The Yuehua Sword shone brightly in Zhao Kai'an's hand, like a bright moon in the dark night, suddenly rising into the night sky, completely illuminating the entire night.

Mo Han felt that the whole sky was dark, he couldn't see his five fingers, what ring, what audience, what Zhao Kai's security department disappeared, there was no wind, no sound, no light, as if he was isolated from the world, exiled to an inexplicable space, alone, without any backup and no support.

"Old man Dugu, are you there?"

"Qi Ling, Wei Su, Xiao Ning!"

"Long Zheng, Sister Yuwei!"

......

Mo Han shouted the names of one person after another, but he didn't get any answer, and he didn't get any response.

At this moment, a little light flew towards Mo Han from a distant place at an extremely terrifying speed, faster and faster, bigger and bigger, as if a falling lone moon was constantly falling.

"No, I'm obviously in the ring, how can I be here?" Looking at the lonely moon that was falling at a rapid speed, Mo Han suddenly woke up, wanting to summon the Linglong Tower, wanting to awaken the demon seed, but he didn't get any response.

"Are you looking for me?" Just as Mo Han was thinking about countermeasures, Zhao Kai'an's voice suddenly sounded in mid-air, and a huge figure stood up to the sky and the earth, with no head in sight, standing like a god between heaven and earth.

Mo Han looked up at Zhao Kai'an's huge body, his eyes were full of confusion, and his sober mind gradually dissipated, as if he was about to fall completely at this moment.

"Mole ants are mole ants, Yuehua has not even slashed his body, he was robbed of his mind by Yuehua, I knew that it was so vulnerable, why do I need to make a big move. It's a pity that it's a matter of mixing Yuan Immortal Pill, and it's a pity that I've lived for a hundred years. The giant Zhao Kai'an looked down at Mo Han with a confused face and said disdainfully.

"Xiao Han, what's the matter, Yuehua's sword is about to hit his head, why is he just standing motionless, why is he in a daze?" Wei Su looked at Mo Han in the ring, and was so anxious that he jumped up and down, but he had no choice but to shout in the audience, hoping to wake up Mo Han.

Qi Ling also looked pensive, his brows furrowed tightly, staring at Mo Han's eyes, and slowly guessed: "It's not that Mo Han is in a daze, but that there is something wrong with the light emitted by that sword, if I guess correctly, Mo Han has fallen into an illusion." ”

After finishing speaking, Qi Ling withdrew his gaze from Mo Han and fell on Beidou Qingyun, Qi Ling believed that what he just said, Beidou Qingyun heard.

Beidou Qingyun nodded quietly, and his eyes swept over the descendants of several other major family sects: "It seems that Zhao Kai'an has been holding this Yuehua Sword in his hands for many years, this slash not only exerts the power of the Yuehua Sword, but also brings out the Yuehua Fantasy Realm, which is really good, not bad." ”

The descendants of several major family sects didn't seem to see Beidou Qingyun's gaze, and they didn't seem to notice the meaning of Beidou Qingyun's words, they all looked ahead, looking at Mo Han and Zhao Kai'an in the ring with solemn eyes.

On the Cambrian continent, every family and sect has some inheritance treasures, which have gone through tens of thousands of years, ups and downs, and these treasures are not a few. But most of these treasures are obtained through some unbright channels, although they are not afraid of seeing the light, but each treasure has a full personality, only those they approve of can get it, otherwise they would rather blow themselves up than admit the Lord.

The Yuehua Sword is the eleventh treasure of the Zhao family's inheritance, and I have never heard of the Yuehua Sword recognizing the master for many years, but I didn't expect Zhao Kaian to make this sword recognize the master. Legend has it that the most powerful thing about the Yuehua Sword is not its sharpness, but its Yuehua Fantasy. The Yuehua Sword appeared out of the Yuehua Fantasy Realm, and it could silently make people indulge in the illusion and couldn't extricate themselves, either becoming the puppet of the owner of the Yuehua Sword, or being lost in the illusion forever.

Zhao Kai'an suddenly burst out of the hole card of the Yuehua Sword, and the cultivators from the Cambrian Continent were secretly vigilant in their hearts, it seemed that not only did they have inheritance treasures in their hands, but it was very likely that all the people who came had them in their hands.

"Then what should I do, if it really doesn't work, I rushed up and woke up Xiaohan. Wei Su watched Qi Ling talk for a long time, but he didn't make any moves, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to rush into the ring.

"Don't be impulsive. Qi Ling glared at Wei Su, "What's the use of you rushing up, can you beat Xiao Han? Can you break through the ring formation? You can't do anything, rush up and die."

"What then?"

"Wait and see, Xiao Han can't be here to get started, otherwise he won't be Mo Han either. ”

In the Yuehua Illusion, Mo Han's confused eyes suddenly became clear, and he looked up at Zhao Kai'an: "Hehe, Zhao Kai'an, do you think a mere illusion can trap the master?"

Zhao Kai'an looked down at Mo Han indifferently: "I don't need to trap you all the time, I just need to make you lose your mind instantly." Now you can die without having to say your last words. ”

In order to avoid another accident, Zhao Kai'an not only swung the Yuehua Sword this time, but even the life-saving means given to him by the head of the Zhao family were also urged by him, and a palm as white as jade was conjured out of the jade pendant, following behind the Yuehua Sword, to give Mo Han a fatal blow.

"Tower Town Heaven and Earth!" Mo Han shouted, a white dot that was much smaller than the moon in the Yuehua Illusion Realm, and flew towards Mo Han's palm at a speed hundreds of times faster than the moon falling.

A small gray tower fell steadily in Mo Han's palm.

Click, bang.

Two sounds of different timbres came from the top of the small tower at the same time, and the full force of the head of the Zhao family in Zhao Kai'an's hand came first, hitting the Linglong Tower one second faster than the Yuehua Sword.

The Linglong Pagoda shook violently, and it still landed firmly in Mo Han's palm, but Mo Han spurted out several mouthfuls of blood in a row the moment the two attacks landed on the Linglong Tower, and his body kept retreating.

Every time Mo Han took a step back, there was a dull sound in the space, the same as the sound of a heavy object falling on the ground.

With a crisp sound of "ding", Mo Han returned to the ring, to be precise, because the illusion was broken, Mo Han saw the actual appearance again.

Yuehua Jian lay weakly at Mo Han's feet, losing all his light, as if he was a person who had been drained of all his strength, paralyzed to the ground.

The entire ring was in shambles, and the formation that protected the ring had been completely destroyed in the impact just now. Mo Han's lower body was all trapped in the ring, his face was pale, and he was holding the palm of the Linglong Tower, and he could see the exposed white bones.

"No, no, it's impossible, how are you still alive, how can you be the next blow of the Yuehua Sword, and the full blow of the family master, impossible, impossible!"

Zhao Kai'an sat on the ground weakly, the blow of the Yuehua Sword just now completely drained all his Yuan Force and Divine Sense, and at the same time, the sequelae of the Mixed Yuan Immortal Pill also broke out, making him languished all over. But this is nothing, what really made him distracted was that Mo Han took the full force of the Yuehua Sword, and also received the full force of his Sage Family Master.

This completely reversed his perception and destroyed the last pride in his heart.

Mo Han shook his head, didn't care about anything else, hurriedly took the Linglong Pagoda to his eyes, carefully examined it, and only after confirming that the Linglong Pagoda was not damaged, did he quickly put it away, pulled out the Taiji heavy sword from his back with both hands, gently put it aside, and the whole person rose from the ground, picked up the Taiji heavy sword and walked towards Zhao Kai'an.