"You are looking for death!" was provoked by Ye Fan, Mo Wenzhong was suddenly angry, when did a martial artist who had just popularized the fourth order of the human level dare to be so arrogant?

Ye Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and the sword in his hand turned into a burst of mysterious sword momentum, and the fast and peerless sword kept slashing out, and it actually slashed out a shocking sword light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing Ye Fan killing, a trace of excitement and cruelty appeared in Mo Wenzhong's eyes.

Lifting the spear in his hand and pointing directly at Ye Fan, Mo Wenzhong shouted disdainfully: "The courage is commendable, very good, but unfortunately, you met me today, remember, the person who killed you was Mo Wenzhong, the strongest man of the Snow Mountain Sect!"

When the words fell, the gun in Mo Wenzhong's hand suddenly shook out a burst of spear sparks, which were dazzling and dazzling, carrying a devastating momentum, and suddenly roared and assassinated Ye Fan.

Mo Wenzhong's marksmanship is unique, under the urging of high-level power, the power of the stabbing makes the void tremble, and the sonic boom sound comes and goes, like a meteor shower coming from the impact, the power is terrifying, and it swept towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's bravery, but Mo Wenzhong did not underestimate it, as soon as he made a move, it was a powerful killing move, and even he used all his strength.

For Mo Wenzhong, who has experienced countless scenes of life and death, fighting for his life, even in the face of a weak ant, must go all out to face it, this is the way to survive, because sometimes, even an ant can bite an elephant to death.

The chaotic shadow of the gun, breaking through the void and killing at a point, this move is one of the high-level martial arts that Mo Wenzhong has practiced hard in the secret world for ten years, and it is the first time he has performed such a super killing move in the battle against people.

Fierce and domineering stabs, Mo Wenzhong felt that since he had ever lived, this blow was his most pinnacle attack, and as soon as this move came out, Ye Fan was absolutely difficult to resist, as long as he was hit, he would definitely be the end of the piercing.

In the previous battles against demon beasts within various levels, Mo Wenzhong saw such an end, Ye Fan's level was only just popularized to the fourth order of the human level, and he would definitely not be able to escape such a violent attack.

The golden light flickered above Mo Wenzhong's spear shadow, and a fierce momentum burst out, and the sweeping momentum rushed towards Ye Fan, as if even the void was about to be pierced.

This attack is not only Mo Wenzhong's only blow, he still has a follow-up move, if Ye Fan can block this move, then next, Ye Fan is bound to be shocked back by the powerful attack, and at that time, it is the time for the latter move to exert force, and it is easy to put Ye Fan to death.

On the battlefield, the two killing moves clashed head-on, and no one gave in half a step.

After all, Mo Wenzhong is a human-level sixth-order martial artist, how fast is the speed, the last to come first, the furious gun shadow, in front of Ye Fan, but there is only one shot left.

The previous gun shadow was just a trick, and the last shot was a killing move, this shot came directly to Ye Fan's chest.

However, at the same time, the violent sword light in Ye Fan's hand, and the more than a dozen sword qi sword shadows that were divided, turned out to be real, and the torso of the spear shadow that stabbed at the stabbing was just.

This is a way to slow down the impact of power, and Ye Fan did this, at least to dissolve the power of the shot that Mo Wenzhong stabbed with more than nine layers and nine.

The spear and the sword were staggered, and in an instant, due to inertia, Mo Wenzhong's gun was not completely blocked by the resistance, and still stabbed towards Ye Fan's chest.

However, in an instant, Mo Wenzhong's eyes widened.

At the moment when the guns and swords were staggered, I saw Mo Wenzhong's eyes bulging out, and blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

The sword in Ye Fan's hand had already fallen off, but his fist was against Mo Wenzhong's heart, and the killing move of the king of one punch burst out.

"How, how is it possible!" Mo Wenzhong couldn't believe it, that Ye Fan actually temporarily changed his attack routine, and actually changed to a hand-to-hand combat fist, giving him a fatal blow!

The spear stabbed out, and it did pierce into Ye Fan's heart, however, this shot was exhausted, and the tip of the spear only sank into half an inch of flesh and blood in Ye Fan's chest, and there was no more inch.

Mo Wenzhong's heart was shattered by the domineering fist, Ye Fan grabbed the spear that sank into his chest with his backhand, and then pulled it out, and stabbed out with a backhand, which lifted Mo Wenzhong's body into the air.

Immediately, I saw that the body of the gun in Ye Fan's hand shook, and Mo Wenzhong's body suddenly exploded in mid-air, and the blood rain fell from the sky, ending miserably!

"This ...... How is that possible!"

Seeing this scene, the people who were still strangling the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect also retreated, and they all looked at Ye Fan who was standing alone with extremely shocked eyes.

"This ...... It's a bit exaggerated, isn't it?" Watching the battle on the high part of the mountain, Yu Bufan muttered to himself in disbelief.

Although this Mo Wenzhong is only a human-level sixth-order, however, his combat effectiveness will not be inferior to the human-level seventh-order, even if Yu Bufan, who is a human-level seventh-order, faces Mo Wenzhong, he will have to work hard to take down Mo Wenzhong, and in the life-and-death struggle, it will be much more laborious to take down Mo Wenzhong.

However, the real situation was that Ye Fan killed Mo Wenzhong in one blow, and his body was blown to pieces, and his death was extremely desolate.

"Dare to kill my brother!

An angry roar sounded, and next to Bufan, a young man turned pale with anger.

Just now, Mo Wenwei thought that his younger brother Mo Wenzhong could kill Ye Fan with one blow, but the truth was the opposite, his younger brother was killed by one blow!

"Karen Mok, don't follow in your brother's footsteps. Seeing Mo Wenwei walk out angrily, King Wu said indifferently.

Mo Wenwei is Mo Wenzhong's elder brother, this brother is not a wasted person, although he is only a human-level seventh-order martial artist, but even if he is a martial king, if he wants to take him, he has to pay a certain price.

Therefore, seeing that Mok Wenwei was going to fight to kill Ye Fan, the Martial King had no intention of taking action in person, even if Mok Wenwei was defeated, it should not be the Martial King's turn to fight.

Hearing the words of the Martial King, Mo Wenwei snorted coldly, roared wildly, and rushed straight to Ye Fan in the battlefield.

One punch will kill Mo Wenzhong, Ye Fan also felt that his body was muffled, his body trembled, and his mouth overflowed with red blood.

The king of one punch, although he has only comprehended the surface of his boxing technique, however, the kind of indomitable power is terrifyingly powerful.

It's just that this punch hurts the enemy and hurts himself, because Ye Fan has not yet comprehended the true meaning of this punch, and if he forcibly uses it, he will be counterattacked.

was stabbed by Mo Wenzhong's gun, Ye Fan also suffered a lot of damage, double damage, causing the qi and blood in his body to surge, and his true qi was even more chaotic.

On the battlefield, there was no time for Ye Fan to recover from his injuries, but when Ye Fan was injured, he saw that the place where he watched the battle was a powerful warrior rushing down.

The momentum of this martial artist was several times stronger than that of Mo Wenzhong before, and he rushed towards Ye Fan, and there was boundless hatred and killing intent in this person's eyes.

"Ye Fan, a young man, dare to kill my brother, today I will break your body into thousands of pieces, and it will be difficult to vent the hatred in my heart!"