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This scene is a bit shocking, the people here know very well how powerful Jin Mohao is, but at this moment, they are being resisted by Jiang Xiaofan so lightly, which really surprises them. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!)

"Let go!"

Jin Mohao roared, he struggled hard, but it didn't have the slightest effect, his hands seemed to be clamped by steel tongs, and his face was a little distorted in pain.

"Bang..."

At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan made a move again, his right leg moved back, swept out, his movements were like flowing water, without dragging mud and water, and instantly kicked at the opponent's waist, the strength was staggering, Jin Mohao's body shook violently, and he was directly swept out, and the corners of his mouth instantly overflowed with a trace of blood.

"I said Brother Mo Hao, in fact, I was joking, although you went back on your word and used two hands, but that is also reasonable, I won't think you are shameless, why don't you dodge?" Jiang Xiaofan put on a surprised expression again.

Jin Mohao's face was pale, and he wanted to dismantle the bastard in front of him, this soft sarcasm was like a big slap in the face, and it hurt hotly.

His eyes were spewing fire, since he cultivated immortals, he had never suffered such humiliation, his expression became very cold, and a blazing Shenhua rushed in his body, as if there was thunder ringing, shaking Jiang Xiaofan away, and then a fierce punch blasted forward.

And something unexpected happened to him again, Jiang Xiaofan's right hand, a faint golden light appeared, grabbed his fist, shook it lightly, like wielding a scarecrow, slammed it up, and then slammed it on the ground.

"Bang..."

The smoke and dust rushed up, the main ring shook violently, and the little brilliance on Jin Mohao's body suddenly dispersed, he screamed, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, and his body twitched.

The surrounding spectators were all stunned, never expecting that Jiang Xiaofan would be so violent, beating Jin Mohao of the Seventh Heaven without the power to fight back, and it was so neat.

It's not that Jin Mohao doesn't have strength, on the contrary, he is very strong, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to defeat many challengers and persist until now. It's all because Jiang Xiaofan's degree is too fast, and he doesn't give him a chance to perform the mystical method at all.

"You... Damn it, I'll kill you!"

was repeatedly suppressed, losing face, Jin Mohao finally became furious, the blue light on his body skyrocketed, and a gorgeous short sword rushed up from his body, like a jade, as soon as it appeared, it was sharp, and the murderous aura was amazing, and the entire martial arts arena was immediately shrouded by the sharp sword qi, and the green light flashed, making people feel that their bodies were painful.

"Qingyun Sword!"

Many people present exclaimed, recognizing this spirit soldier, it was the flying sword that Zhu Youwei used when he dealt with Jiang Xiaofan a month ago, but he didn't expect it to appear in Jin Mohao's hands now, it was obvious that there must be a conspiracy in this, and someone wanted to get rid of Jiang Xiaofan.

"Hum..."

The power of the spirit soldier is unimaginable, it can greatly increase the attack power of the holder, Jiang Xiaofan was forced to dodge in four directions, for fear that he would be accidentally hit by a sword qi, because it was quite a dangerous thing, although he believed that his current physique was already very strong, but he did not dare to really touch the spirit soldier.

Moreover, Jin Mohao is obviously stronger than Zhu Youwei, in this way, he seems very passive, and the long white shirt on his body is cut by the invisible sword qi from time to time, fortunately, it is not the first time he has fought against the spirit soldiers, although he is a little wolf, but he is not flustered.

"The surname Jiang, don't say that I bullied you with a spirit soldier, it's only that you are too arrogant and provoke people who shouldn't be provoked!"

Jin Mohao smiled coldly, at this point, not only him, but everyone below had already concluded that Jiang Xiaofan would definitely be defeated. Jin Mohao is different from Zhu Yunlin, his cultivation is in the subtle Seven Heavens, and he can maximize the power of the spirit soldier.

"Look at your face, Uncle Ben really wants to carve a big footprint on your face!" Jiang Xiaofan said disdainfully, at this moment, he no longer suppressed his cultivation, and the cyan brilliance around his body skyrocketed, and the Xuanqing brilliance shrouded the entire main ring, stabbing people's eyes and unable to open.

"Boom..."

On the powerful energy storm on the martial arts arena, Jiang Xiaofan moved, turned into a cyan lightning, and his body was weird, and appeared behind Jin Mohao in an instant, smashing him out with a punch, and the sound of bones cracking clearly spread throughout the entire martial arts arena.

"You want to bully me with your kind of character?"

Jiang Xiaofan didn't stop, he rushed out between the lightning and flint, without the slightest superfluous movement, a punch blasted out, simple and direct, and smashed down fiercely, Jin Mohao, who was still in mid-air, screamed, one arm was twisted at that time, and it was obvious that the arm bone was broken.

The spectators outside the arena were in an uproar, feeling that this guy named Jiang Xiaofan was simply a humanoid beast, you must know that Jin Mohao's own strength is in the Seven Heavens, and there is also a spiritual soldier to help, this kind of strength is almost impossible to suppress, but now he is beaten by Jiang Xiaofan like a scarecrow.

"Come again!"

Jiang Xiaofan seemed to be addicted, under the cover of cyan Xuanguang, he stepped on the supreme body of Buddhism, punched and kicked around Jin Mohao, and for a while, the terrible screams resounded in all directions.

"Who is arrogant, am I as fucking arrogant as you, I actually used spirit soldiers to deal with me, do I have a grudge against you, your uncle, really think this handsome guy is a soft persimmon?

Jiang Xiaofan made a move to smash Jin Mohao, while constantly breaking his thoughts, looking at the many spectators below who were quite speechless, and mourned for Jin Mohao.

Half an hour later, Jiang Xiaofan finally stopped, kept shaking his hand, and whispered: "I'll poke, this guy's skin is really thick, damn, it hurts me to death." ”

Although his voice was very small, the group of people closest to the main ring still heard it, and there was an urge to squirt blood on the spot.

"No, that's not true, I have a spirit soldier in hand, how can I lose!

At the very edge of the martial arts arena, Jin Mohao's nose and face were swollen, he roared loudly, his other arm also hung down, his legs were deformed, his body obviously had multiple fractures, and the Qingyun Sword came out of his hand.

Jiang Xiaofan beckoned gently, and the Qingyun Sword in the air was suddenly captured by him in his hand, flicking the blade of the sword, and a piercing sword sound came out, he looked at Jin Mohao with disdain: "Isn't the spirit soldier amazing? It's not a big deal! Your body can't react to my movements at all, even if you are given a peerless holy weapon, you will still only be defeated." ”

Jin Mohao's face suddenly turned snow-white, he knew that Jiang Xiaofan was right, the other party's degree was too fast, he couldn't react at all, even if he could see it, but his body couldn't react in time, even if he had the help of spiritual soldiers, he had an overwhelming advantage, but this qiē was used.

He is a young master of the Seven Heavens, although there are many fractures all over his body, but he has not fainted, looking at Jiang Xiaofan with great resentment, and the strong hatred is overwhelming.

Today, he lost face, and the cultivation of the Seven Heavens was so miserable that he was defeated so miserably, his cultivation heart was almost broken, and if he wanted to improve in the future, it was destined to be a hundred times more difficult than ordinary people, he couldn't wait to bite Jiang Xiaofan to death, but he was seriously injured at the moment, and he couldn't even move.

The scene was all quiet, there was one person standing on each of the seven rings, and no one stepped forward to challenge, so far, the inner door competition is over, Jiang Xiaofan shocked the audience with his strong strength and was successfully promoted, and Ye Yuanxue also won the victory, standing in the center of the ring, smiling smartly, becoming a picture scroll of its own, fascinated countless young talents.

"Good, very good! The seven of you are very good, and in three days, there will be a special envoy to take you to the Heart Cultivation Palace, where you will be assigned a suitable mountain gate. ”

At this moment, a slightly old voice sounded above the void, several people nodded, and at the same time jumped down from the ring on their own, and the old man at the forefront of the air made a move, and hit a magic seal below, and the whole ring suddenly overflowed with golden light, and quickly rushed to the sky, hiding.

The elders took one last look down, turned into a streamer and shot into the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Little snow..."

Jiang Xiaofan waved at Ye Yuanxue, and ran over, everyone was cold, and added a big "color" word on his head, when they saw Ye Yuanxue showing a playful and cute smile at him, they added an extra "wolf" after the color word.

"Brother Jiang is really strong, and I admire it. ”

The man in Tsing Yi who had invited Jiang Xiaofan to the stage to fight came forward with a faint smile on his face, his name was Chen Yifeng, and he revealed a Confucian style and a kind of affinity.

"Where, it's just luck, it's still far from Brother Chen and the others. Others treated him politely, Jiang Xiaofan naturally greeted him with a smile and nodded to the other people.

"Brother Jiang is too modest, the beauty is by his side, so I won't bother in the next place, so I will say goodbye, and I must poke it if I have the opportunity in the future..."

Chen Yifeng gave a salute to Ye Yuanxue, hugged his fist at Jiang Xiaofan, Jiang Xiaofan returned the salute, thinking that this guy is really good, he understands the world.

"Jiang Xiaofan, right, stop, do you want to snatch Young Master Ben's Qingyun Sword? Who gave you the guts!"

Just when Jiang Xiaofan and Ye Yuanxue were also about to leave, suddenly, such words came from behind them, and a child in purple appeared, surrounded by several young men, and walked forward, that Zhu Youwei was among them, his eyes were full of hatred, staring at Jiang Xiaofan calmly.

The child in purple was only eleven or twelve years old, but his eyes were very cold, his hands were behind his back, and he looked like a teenager and an old man, staring at Jiang Xiaofan.

"It's him! Zhu Yunlin!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and many people who were already preparing to leave stopped, but they didn't expect this person to appear!