Mo Zixuan rushed over in the central mine, there was bitterness in his dark eyes, and the white fox ate in the cave with relish, but the young man was worried, and when the white fox finished eating, he came at full speed.

In the mine, a young man in a green shirt stood in front of the two teams, and glanced proudly at the young man in white clothes who was walking towards them, his eyebrows moved slightly, and after today, see how you can still hold your head up in front of me.

As Mo Zixuan stood in front of Peng Fan, the eyes of the two caves were firmly fixed on the two people in front of them.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I'm late. Mo Zixuan turned his head and said warmly to the uncle with a vicissitudes of life, his words full of apologies.

"Hey, it's good to be here. Uncle seemed to be calm, but in fact, he was a little worried about this competition, but when he saw those sharp eyes, he was relieved. Immediately, he whispered, "Don't worry, even if you lose, it doesn't matter." ”

"Zixuan, you must win. ”

Behind the uncle, the silver girl tilted her head and said gently.

Looking at the smile on the snow-white face, taking a deep breath, Mo Zixuan nodded heavily, and then looked at Peng Fan with sharp eyes.

"I thought you were too scared to come. Peng Fan glanced at the corners of his mouth, said proudly, and revealed this confidence in his tone, he is not wasted these days, plus the last time he defeated Mo Zixuan in the mine, it made him feel that this was a must-win game.

After hearing this, Mo Zixuan smiled and said, "I thought you were afraid of making a fool of yourself in front of everyone, so it was too late." ”

"What?!!I wish you could say that in a moment. The blue tendons on the long face tensed, and Peng Fan frowned.

"Please. ”

Mo Zixuan stepped forward and waved his hand, his voice was flat.

After speaking, the atmosphere on both sides was solemn, and the people in the two holes were watching these two people, wanting to know who the winner of this competition was, but most people supported Peng Fan, compared to Mo Zixuan, Peng Fan had spiritual skills and strong strength.

Peng Fan's eyes narrowed, his body was like a tiger, and he quickly bullied Mo Zixuan, and in the process of bullying, Peng Bai's strength gathered on the soles of his feet.

With a calm expression, Mo Zixuan stared at every move of Peng Fan, even if he was now in the same realm as the former, he was not absolutely sure of winning.

"Huh~"

Feeling that the time was ripe, Peng Fan's soles were like whips, and he threw them out quickly, and between the fierce attacks, there was a faint thunder sound, majestic.

"Red Thunder Legs, I didn't expect this Peng Fan to use his spiritual skills as soon as he opened. It's really fierce. ”

"yes, I'm afraid this competition will be over soon. ”

...

The people in Jingxiu Cave said that they were no strangers to this red thunder leg, but it was a mortal intermediate spiritual skill, and the user could use the leg method like thunder, with amazing speed and extraordinary power.

In the face of this extremely fast leg technique, Mo Zixuan frowned, compared to the blur of even the movements before, now it is undoubtedly several times better.

Looking at the leg technique that was gradually approaching, Mo Zixuan used an eagle step to dodge as quickly as an eagle.

Peng Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I'll see how long you can hide." ”

As soon as the words fell, more powerful and swift leg techniques came one after another, gradually forcing Mo Zixuan to the point where there was no place to hide.

The changes in the field made the people in the cave look anxious, why didn't Mozi fight back?

Mo Zixuan couldn't care about the sidelines, at this time his eyes were blazing, and he paid careful attention to every move of Peng Fan, looking for opportunities.

Peng Fan's continuous fierce offensive, a little surprised that the young man was able to dodge all the attacks, even if he didn't think about it anymore, he was ready to charge up and knock him down with one blow.

Looking at Peng Fan's accumulation, Mo Zixuan's eyes lit up, this is an opportunity!

The eagle stepped out, the speed was as fast as lightning, Mo Zixuan's face was solemn, and his fist also gathered strong spiritual power, and smashed it fiercely against Peng Fan's chest with fierce force.

Peng Fan didn't pay attention to the sudden attack at all, and when he raised his head, he felt his chest sink, and his figure flew backwards several meters away before stopping.

Unexpected changes appeared, and the people in the two caves all looked at the boy strangely, a little surprised.

"No wonder this little guy has confidence, it turns out that he has also reached the fourth grade of the spirit body. Wang Jingming sensed that something was wrong, and the spiritual power sensor spread out, and after learning about Mo Zixuan's realm, he said slowly.

"Although Zixuan has reached the fourth grade, that Peng Fan is not a good type. Yi Ping's spicy eyes saw at a glance that the blow just now was purely a fluke.

Huang Yan twitched her face, glared at Peng Fan angrily, and scolded, "Peng Fan, what the hell are you doing?! ”

Slowly getting up, Peng Fan was also surprised, he didn't expect that the person who made a fool of himself was himself. He pursed his lips and said, "Don't worry, Centurion, I was careless just now, and I won't do it again this time." ”

After speaking, Peng Fan quickly came to Mo Zixuan, jumped up, and waved out with his sharp legs, and there was a series of thunders in the air, and the momentum was extraordinary.

Swinging his pace, Mo Zixuan looked up at the ferocious leg technique, the majestic spiritual power gathered on the fist, and the fierce strength of the Wind Fist was unleashed.

"Bang bang bang!"

In mid-air, legs and feet collided, and the sound rang out. Mo Zixuan's fist style is strong and does not fall behind at all, and hard regrets are not a problem.

Eagle Step!

Mo Zixuan's expression froze, and he cast an eagle step, his figure was like an eagle, and his speed increased, and even the speed of punching was amazingly improved.

This eagle step is a young man's spiritual skill from elementary school to adulthood, and it is even more perfect to use, and he can do whatever he wants.

The sudden and faster attack caught Peng Fan off guard, and he immediately gradually fell into the disadvantage, he didn't expect that in just half a month, Mo Zixuan's progress would be so fast.

The spiritual power contained in the spirit stones in the hell, Peng Fan knew very well, and it took him half a year to absorb the spirit stones at the peak of the third grade before he barely entered.

Peng Fan's figure took a few steps back, looked at the young man with gloomy eyes, and said, "Even if you reach the fourth grade of the spirit body, you can't be my opponent." ”

"How do you know if you don't try. ”

Mo Zixuan's face was indifferent, and now he can be on a par with Peng Fan with this realm of his own.

The corners of Peng Fan's mouth twitched proudly, and the spiritual power in his body shone brightly, and the spiritual power light was a little richer than just now.

Seeing this scene, the face of the person in the Jingxiu Cave became solemn, this is the spiritual skill vajra body, which can increase its own defense to a certain extent.

Looking at the stronger spiritual power on Peng Fan's surface, Mo Zixuan frowned, in this way, Peng Fan was both offensive and defensive, and if he wanted to play the effect of the first time again, I am afraid that it would be impossible.

"Hehe, I'll see how you can knock me down this time. Peng Fan said with a smile, and the leg technique was once again violently unleashed, and the thunder continued, and its speed was amazing.

Mo Zixuan's eyes stared, as if he had noticed something, and the eagle stepped on it to avoid Peng Fan's attack as much as possible.

Wang Jingming, who was outside the court, had worry on his face, if Mo Zixuan couldn't do it, he would also come to the rescue as soon as possible.

Yi Ping's expression was solemn, I am strong with the Wind Fist, if you kid can easily use this defensive spirit skill, don't let me down.

"Whew!"

The two legs were like whips, roaring down and landing on Mo Zixuan's shoulders, causing the young man to immediately take a few steps back. Seeing that it worked, Peng Fan immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the leg wind whistled away one after another.

"Boom!"

The fierce leg wind fell, and Mo Zixuan's figure flew out upside down, falling heavily on the ground and rolling a few times.

Seeing this scene, the uproar in the Jingxiu Cave was everywhere, waving his hands and applauding. From time to time, he also sarcastically mocked the people in the quiet hall cave.

In the crowd in the cave of the quiet hall, He Yirou's handsome cheeks had a strong worry, and she wanted to help the young man up.

Just as she took a step, Wang Jingming shook his head and said, "Believe him, you will definitely be able to." ”

With both hands clenched, He Yirou tapped the mantis head.

Embarrassed to get up, Mo Zixuan grinned, although this spiritual skill is very strong, but if you want to use two spiritual skills at the same time, you must have abundant spiritual power support, as long as you stay up for a while, Peng Fan's spiritual power will inevitably be empty, but it is an opportunity for him to fight back.

"Peng Fan, I think you're just like that. ”

Mo Zixuan said mockingly, and when he heard this, Peng Fan's face immediately darkened, and he said coldly, "Okay, I'll fulfill you." ”

After speaking, Peng Fan moved quickly, and the sharp leg wind was like lightning falling on the sky, and his moves were amazing, even if it was a wooden stake, it could be easily kicked off.

The rapid offensive continued to amplify in his eyes, and Mo Zixuan's eagle stepped on it immediately, flashing in the central mine.

After a few laps of wind in his legs, Peng Fan's face was gloomy, to say that this Mo Zixuan's speed was in the same realm, it was really difficult to deal with.

The figures of the two people in the mine kept flashing, Peng Fan's attacks all failed, but Mo Zixuan kept dodging. Seeing this scene, the people in the two caves had different opinions.

"What are you hiding? I think I know I can't beat Peng Fan. It's good to admit defeat early, saving everyone a waste of time. ”

"Yes. ”

...

Peng Fan's aura in the mine was a little disordered, and his spiritual power gradually weakened. Mo Zixuan pouted lightly, it was time for me to fight back.

The young man's eyes were full, his figure was like a shadow, at this moment, the eagle stepped to the extreme, and the spiritual power on his fist was also all gathered away, this time he tried his best, and he didn't believe that he couldn't hurt Peng Fan in the slightest.

The black shadow flickered, like an eagle spreading its wings, and Peng Fan's eyes swept quickly, wanting to know the specific location of the young man.

Behind!

Peng Fan's eyes widened, he sensed Mo Zixuan's breath, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw that the violent fist wind was coming, Peng Fan wanted to dodge but found that the speed was difficult to keep up, and finally let the raindrops of violent fist behind him, waving it to his heart's content.

"Bang!"

The muffled sound of fists to the flesh came, and the people who watched the double hole were extremely important, and there was a somewhat emaciated figure of Mo Zixuan in front of everyone's eyes, and when Mo Zixuan's last extremely fierce fist fell, Peng Fan's figure shot out directly like an arrow, drawing traces of dozens of meters in the mine.

When Peng Fan's figure shot backwards, the people in the two caves were silent, looking at that scene in disbelief.