On the high platform, Mo Ran smiled fiercely and approached with his fist!

His face shook up, Mo Yun's eyes were cold, and he stared at Mo Ran, who was getting closer and closer, and there was no wave in his heart. With a low cry in his mouth, he also punched out.

Mo Ran saw the latter's idiotic behavior, and his heart was indescribably happy. If this waste wants to die, I will fulfill him! The thought flashed, and Mo Ran's fist accelerated again.

The expressions of the other Mo family disciples changed again at this time, but the two had already agreed to fight to the death, and no one could interfere. Who would dare to come to power before they were born or die? Most of them closed their eyes and did not dare to look at the tragedy that followed.

The expected screams did not materialize.

The two fists slammed together, and no one would take half a step back!

The stalemate made Mo Ran stunned for a moment, and then he was furious. With his strength of the Sevenfold Gathering Qi, he still can't beat the Gathering Quadruple? He snorted coldly, and his strength increased again.

On the other hand, Mo Yun's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't feel any pressure. This scene stunned everyone!

How is this possible that the fourfold qi gathering is against the sevenfold qi gathering? the gap in the realm is there, how can he compete with Mo Ran?

Mo Yun was dressed in green clothes, the corners of his mouth pulled up a cold smile, and he shouted violently: "Give me back!" The power in his body surged in an instant, bursting out from his fist. The latter only felt an irresistible force attacking, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

"What?" exclaimed the audience, looking horrified, looking at the cyan figure as if looking at some monster.

"This can't be!" the other man rubbed his eyes, unable to believe all this.

Mo Ran, who was supposed to have an absolute advantage, was forced to go backwards. If it weren't for the fact that he knew that he couldn't keep his hand, he would have thought that he did it on purpose.

When Mo Ran stopped his body again, he was already less than a foot away from the edge of the high platform. He was furious that he had been forced back by a piece of waste! His eyes burned with rage, and he looked at Mo Yun as if he were looking at a dead man.

"You really me off! Mo Yun, I want you to die!" Between his words, there was an endless killing intent! His killing intent was awe-inspiring, making everyone understand that he really didn't spare his hand anymore! Infinite anger had overwhelmed his reason!

"Haha~! Who is going to die, I will only count!" Hearing this, he laughed wildly, and his words were arrogant! He Mo Yun, it was not two months ago! For this day, he suppressed it for too long. Since he was sensible, Mo Ran had trouble with him for nothing. Today, it's time to raise your eyebrows!

With a long roar, a ferocious punch was struck. Mo Ran's face was full of anger, his palms slapped, and the strength of the sevenfold qi gathering did not retain at all.

"Haha!" he shouted, his fist speeding up and slamming into his chest. This punch also contains tremendous power! After enduring it for many years, it has gained strength today, and once it explodes, it must vent its hidden depression.

Mo Ran suddenly howled miserably, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body instantly retreated.

Unforgiving, Mo Yun took a big step and struck a fierce punch again.

"Re-hit~!" In the arrogant drinking, Mo Ran was hit hard again. His eyes were full of shock! He didn't expect that Mo Yun, who had only gathered Qi and cultivated four times, would be so strong in strength.

The left hand grabbed Mo Ran in an instant, stopping his backward body. A storm-like attack came, and Mo Ran had the strength of gathering qi sevenfold, but at this moment, he could only be beaten, like a sandbag, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

At this moment, he understood Mo Yun's horror!

"Mo Ran, you have deceived me for five years, have you ever thought of this day?" he stopped, stared at Mo Ran on the ground like mud, and whispered slowly.

"When you insulted me, were you extremely happy? With your character, I'm afraid you've already become accustomed to it, right? You treat me as a waste asset, and it is impossible for me to cultivate in my life, so I am so easy to bully? As everyone knows, when my opportunity comes, I have to taste what I want! Today, I will take back everything you owe me!"

He glanced at the audience, as far as his eyes could see, no one dared to look directly!

"You guys, are you still being able to bully me?" he suddenly shouted, "No one can bully me! Whoever insults me, this is the end!" He raised his hand and pointed at Mo Ran on the ground, his eyes released a cold light, making all the disciples present bow their heads.

"Mo Cheng, and you! Today, let you go for the time being, if you dare to provoke again, you will be killed!" immediately stared at Mo Cheng, his tone was calm, and no one dared to doubt it.

The third elder finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up, and shouted violently: "The kid is rampant!Mo Yun, why is he so heavy-handed?"

"It's inevitable to test all the damage!" he didn't change, his eyes staring at the angry three elders, and he was not afraid!

"Hmph, you're not small!" The third elder turned his gaze to Mo Guanghan, and seeing that the latter didn't say anything, he continued: "Mo Ran has no strength to fight back, but you are ruthless, which shows that you are vicious and ruthless. Disciples like you, according to the clan rules, will be expelled from the clan!"

Everyone in the audience had different expressions, but they just looked at him with a little more respect.

Mo Yuanke's face changed, and he hurriedly said in a loud voice: "Elder, the two of them have applied for a life and death fight, and life and death have their own destiny, and you have no right to interfere!"

"Hmph, I am Mo Ran's grandfather, whoever dares to hurt him will have to pay the price!" Mo Yan's expression remained unchanged, his tone was indifferent, and he looked at Mo Yuanke with unkindness, "With my identity as an elder, can't I be this master?"

Grand Elder Mo Guanghan and Second Elder Mo Xingxing got up almost at the same time, their eyes scanning the audience.

"This matter, don't be rash!" Mo Guanghan said slowly, in fact, he saved Mo Yun.

"Great Elder!" Mo Yan's tone was not good, "I think that there is no need for this waste to stay in the family, it is better to expel it as soon as possible!"

And Mo Yun stood on the stage, watching coldly. If he didn't show enough strength, who would intercede for himself. In the final analysis, it's just strength that speaks!

Behind him, Mo Ran struggled to stand up slowly, his eyes full of resentment: "Mo Yun, I want you to die!" A sword appeared in his hand and stabbed fiercely.

"Ah, be careful!" a crisp exclamation from the audience, full of anxiety.

"Not good!" his mind moved, and he turned around without thinking, just as he saw Mo Ran's rapid attack with a sword. The sharp blade of the sword slashed almost against the chest, cutting through the cyan robe.

The second elder shouted, "Stop!"

Mo Ran didn't care about it, he turned his wrist and just attacked. And the third elder quietly stepped forward, stopped Mo Xingxing, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "My second elder, this is a life-and-death fight!"

Mo Xingxing scolded shamelessly in his heart, he had lost the opportunity to rescue, his face was suddenly gloomy and about to drip water, the anger in his eyes was about to erupt, locked Mo Yan, and his tone was cold: "Okay! Mo Yan, you are brave enough! I want to see how you meet the anger of Mo Lei Mountain!"

"What kind of system have you become?" Mo Guanghan scolded, "Restrain yourself a little, so as not to let the juniors see the jokes! Besides, isn't this kid fine, don't underestimate him!" After finishing speaking, there was a smile on his face.

On the stage, Mo Yun's eyes suddenly widened, and a cold murderous machine burst out, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar. This Mo Ran, I really don't know what to do, I was kind enough to spare his life, and I actually shamelessly attacked him.

"Mo Ran, you are looking for death, don't blame me!" suddenly took a step forward and walked towards Mo Ran's long sword. The power in his body worked, gushing and pouring into his palms, slapping the latter's wrists with great speed.

This palm, with anger, was amazingly powerful, almost surpassing the eightfold qi gathering. The momentum of the upsurge is discoloring! A moment ago, there was a crisis everywhere, but in the next moment, it fought back violently, and the transformation was so fast that it was dizzying.

"Click!"

The crisp sound of a broken bone sounded, and the long sword suddenly fell, and his mouth howled miserably. He looked at Mo Yun with a shocked gaze, his face full of disbelief.

The right hand slid down like lightning, and grasped the hilt of the sword steadily, almost instantly, it was already pointed at its throat.

Mo Ran looked crazy, and asked, "Haha! You waste, you dare to kill me?"

The latter was angry, but instead chuckled, and the whole person looked extremely relaxed: "In this case, you can die!"

The wrist exerted a slight force, and the sharp blade of the cold light slashed towards the latter's throat.

The third elder's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't believe that Mo Yun had really made a move. With his third-order sword master's cultivation, it was too late to stop it.

"Bastard, stop!" he shouted suddenly, unconsciously spurting out the momentum of a swordsman. This roar, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, swept by rolling sound waves.

Many disciples of the family were just gathering qi cultivation, where could they resist, they all staggered back and forth, and red blood oozed from their ears. This was also the result of Mo Yan aiming most of his strength at Mo Yun, and the strength of his sword master was exposed.

Only a few people such as Mo Yuanke were only a little embarrassed and would not make a fool of themselves. At this time, no one will laugh at them.

The proud figure in the center suddenly felt a strong pressure coming. A thunderclap rang in his ears, shaking his head and swelling.

He secretly said in his heart: It's late! Jian Feng just took a beating, and continued to cut through Mo Ran's throat.

When everyone recovered from the embarrassment and looked at the stage again, they were all stunned. Mo Ran made a "ho-ho" sound in his throat, blood spurted, and he frantically tried to cover the wound with his hands, but it seemed in vain.

The sparkle of his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally he fell to the ground with a bang. When he died, he couldn't believe that Mo Yun really had the guts.

The three elders' killing power skyrocketed, and with just one step, they raised their momentum to the top and pressed it over.

Mo Yan was stunned word by word: "Mo Yun, you are dead!"

The momentum of the sword master pressed over, causing him to suddenly feel that the air around him was much thicker, affecting his actions. It was gradually difficult to breathe, but he still held his head high proudly and gritted his teeth to persevere.

The speed of the third-order swordsman was extremely fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the high platform. Mo Yan slapped his right hand into the palm and slapped it down fiercely on the top of his head.

I only felt that this palm was like a huge mountain, with unrivaled might, roaring and smashing down, to crush everything to smithereens!

A strong aura of death enveloped his surroundings, and he only felt that death was so close that all resistance was in vain. In the face of the strength that determines everything, he is like an ant, quietly waiting for death to come.

He was shouting in his heart: I can't die, I want to live! But under Mo Yan's momentum, his body could barely move, and he watched as his huge and fierce palm slapped down.