"Morrow, you're looking for death!"

With a low roar from Yang Fan's mouth, Mo Luo waved his hand without any care, and said with some underwhelming: "Don't say it, I really owe it, if you have this ability, you will come to kill me!"

In the Demon Dao, Mo Luo can be said to be a well-deserved genius, many things he has earned by himself, and he is not like Baili Wanyuan, who has invested a lot of resources in cultivating by the sect, so he has been covered by Baili Wanyuan's light, of course he will be dissatisfied, because he also has his own pride.

In addition, Yang Fan sabotaged his plan one after another, and Mo Luo has always been haunted in his heart after this, plus now it is the Holy Water Gate who has paid a considerable price to invite their Holy Water Gate people over, how can the big event planned be destroyed by Yang Fan and a few people.

The sect masters of the Blood Demon Sect and the Holy Water Gate also suddenly changed their faces, and after a while, the head of the Water Cloud Society was naturally not idle, and he exerted his strength violently, trying to impact this trapped and killing array, but he was still stopped by the sect masters of the Blood Demon Sect and the Holy Water Gate in time.

But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, their hearts rose to their throats again.

Because Yang Fan also moved at this time, he saw Yang Fan's hands pinching suddenly, and Mo Luo's face also changed suddenly, and he just talked about it, but for Yang Fan, he really didn't dare to have any contempt.

I saw Mo Luo suddenly retreat, and quickly opened a distance from Yang Fan, and I don't know if it was because Yang Fan's ten-zhang space left a deep impression on him when he was in Qingniu Town, so when Yang Fan pinched the trick, his first reaction was to open a certain distance from Yang Fan, and at a certain distance, Yang Fan wanted to use some means It was not so easy to succeed.

But when he retreated to a certain distance and looked up at Yang Fan again, his face couldn't help but look a little angry, what kind of means did Yang Fan want to use, but he directly grabbed the two and quickly came to Lu Bing and Lu Hua and the rest of the core disciples to meet, Ke Fan and Ji Leon also quickly came over to heal the two of them.

"Damn it!"

"Roar!"

Mo Luo instantly slammed towards Yang Fan like an angry lion, in his eyes, Yang Fan could be regarded as an opponent for him to be vigilant and wary of, and the other core disciples, he really didn't pay attention to it, so he killed Yang Fan so unscrupulously.

At the same time, the Futu Tower appeared in his hand, and the Futu Tower at this time was no longer comparable to before, even if Yang Fan's current strength had to be treated with caution, this was Mo Luo!

"Brush!"

Yang Fan's face also changed, and he stood in front of everyone for the first time, the power of Moro's Futu Tower, others don't know, but he clearly knows how powerful the small tower that exudes a dark red glow at this moment is, and even when he was in Qingniu Town, he did not hesitate to join forces with Zhao Zijia to compete with it.

Even with his current strength, he is not afraid of his Moro Floating Tower, but the others are not easy to say.

However, even if Yang Fan had been prepared, he still underestimated Mo Luo's strength.

Seeing that Yang Fan was in front of everyone, Mo Luo also sneered, grabbed the Futu Tower and smashed it towards Yang Fan.

Seeing this, Yang Fan's face was straight, and the Imperial Bell also came out of the center of his eyebrows, and then quickly transformed into a huge bell.

After the first illusion of the Emperor Bell, he collided head-on with the Futu Tower.

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

......

Melodious sound

resounded, and a strong sound wave suddenly diffused, sweeping across the ** Eight Desolations.

He knew very well how powerful the sonic attack of the Emperor Bell was, although he also knew very well how powerful the Futu Tower was, but he still underestimated the horror of the Futu Tower.

I saw that the front of the Emperor Bell and the Futu Tower had an invincible effect in the past, but this time, instead of taking advantage of the slightest, there was a sense of being suppressed.

"Damn it!"

This made Yang Fan's face finally change a little, he knew very well that the strength of the Futu Tower was not the strength of the manipulation itself, but the dependence on how many living beings it absorbed, and he scolded angrily.

When he had an encounter with Mo Luo in Qingniu Town, Yang Fan clearly knew that Mo Luo didn't know where to go to slaughter later, and did these things that hurt the heavens and the peace.

Originally, I thought that this matter would end like this, but I didn't expect that this matter had just begun, and what made him even more annoyed was that Morrow seemed to have been observing the change in his expression.

"Why? Did you find out? Do you regret it? But I just love to see you so angry, but what can you do about me?" said Morrow.

"Whew!"

A shadow of light swept across Moreau's face, a trace of red blood cut down his face, and with it, a trace of Moreau's sideburns.

Watching the sideburns fall from the corners of his eyes, Mo Luo was stunned at first, and then saw a sword suspended in front of Yang Fan, and then felt that something was wrong, and wiped his face with his hand, only to realize that he had broken his appearance, followed by Mo Luo's earth-shattering roar: "Roar! I'm going to kill you!"

And in the face of Mo Luo's roar and these cruel words, Yang Fan has heard it I don't know how many times, and it is not an exaggeration to say that his ears are calloused.

Therefore, Yang Fan did not give any rebuttal, glanced at Mo Luo coldly, suddenly grabbed the Heavenly Evil Sword and flew up, stabbing towards Mo Luo.

Mo Luo was startled, but he didn't flinch proudly, and he also roared and grabbed Yang Fan.

However, Mo Luo, who was angry at this time, didn't notice that Yang Fan's other hand had already pinched the seal and waited for him without a trace.

However, just as Yang Fan was about to perform, Mo Luo seemed to suddenly regain his composure, and suddenly withdrew and retreated, and in a few flickeres, it was difficult to figure out his position.

Yang Fan, who originally planned to trap Mo Luo with the World Prison first, also had to dispel this idea, and stopped in mid-air and looked at Mo Luo with some surprise.

"Hmph!" Mo Luo snorted coldly, looked at Yang Fan from a distance, and did not speak, but if you look closely, it is not difficult to see the anger in his eyes.

"What's the matter, where did you get your arrogance just now?" Yang Fan looked at Mo Luo with some frowns, and for a while he couldn't figure out which one he was doing, but he was unforgiving.

"Hmph!" A cold light flashed in Mo Luo's eyes, and he said to Yang Fan calmly: "Yang Fan, others don't know you, don't I know you?

After Yang Fan listened, he suddenly felt that he knew himself best was his opponent.

However, this can't be said in its entirety, if that Feng Weiyang could be as smart as Mo Luo's half, Yang Fan would probably have died a long time ago.

However, what Yang Fan didn't know was that in fact, Mo Luo was also Meng just now, but seeing Yang Fan's face at this time, he knew that Meng was right.

Yang Fan also laughed at this time and said, "Yes!"

"The water and the sky are the same!

As soon as the words fell, Yang Fan's right hand, which had been hidden, stretched out suddenly, and then slammed it again, only to see the blue sky, suddenly reflected on the calm water, and then, the water on the ground hung upside down, forming a natural barrier, and the water element in the sky seemed to be endless.

"Bastard!!" Although Mo Luo was careful to watch out for Yang Fan everywhere, he was still calculated, but what annoyed him was that this trapping method was really endless, and it was different every time.

What puzzles him the most is that Yang Fan's means every time are not related to space?

Why is it pure water this time?

However, confusion is confusion, and Moreau also reacted instantly, knowing his situation.

However, no matter what, Moro is not an ordinary monk after all, and after surviving the cruel competition in the Blood Demon Sect for so many years, he naturally has his way of survival.

So, soon, Moro calmed down, his mind was racing rapidly, as if he was observing and evaluating these water elements before making the next step, however, Yang Fan obviously wouldn't give him this time, only to see his big open hand slam again.

"Boom!!"

The water curtain barrier centered on Moro made a loud bang, and then exploded openly, and then transformed into countless steel balls, shooting towards Moro with a bang.

"What a ruthless guy!"

"Hah!"

Such a scene made Mo Luo, who was already thinking about countermeasures at a rapid pace, couldn't help but make his face change again, gritted his teeth, and pinched his hands again, and the huge floating tower also disappeared suddenly, and when it reappeared, it had become only a palm-sized suspended above Mo Luo's head and slowly rotated, and emitted a dark red protective barrier to protect Mo Luo.

"Jingle Bell!"

"Knock Knock Knock !!"

............

Countless jingling sounds hit, even if Mo Luo under the Futu Tower experienced countless battles, at this time, he couldn't help but feel a tingling of his scalp, if it weren't for the Futu Tower's natal magic weapon itself was strong enough, maybe under such a blow, he would have died in Huangquan.

When everything calmed down, Mo Luo withdrew the protective barrier and looked at Yang Fan coldly, but his face was a little pale and said: "Come and don't be rude, I have accepted this meeting gift, and you will also take my move, this is a gift I have specially prepared for you over the years, hum!"

Before Yang Fan could say anything, Mo Luo's hands had already pinched the lotus fingers, and pointed at Yang Fan fiercely, and an inexplicable fluctuation suddenly came.

For a while, Yang Fan hadn't figured out what was going on, but he suddenly found that his blood and heart were beating very strongly, and it could even be said that he felt much better than when he got this Heavenly Evil Sword.

"Knock! knock!!"

"Wow!"

Not long after, the beating of the heart made him feel like he was beating a drum, and it was like thunder, however, this feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, in order to enhance his immunity in this area, he directly cast the second change of "Chasing Demons", hoping that this could make him feel better, but the fact is that this feeling does not seem to have changed.

"Hehe, isn't it comfortable?" Mo Luo was a little proud, he felt very satisfied with his move, looking at Yang Fan's uncomfortable appearance, it seemed that he had finally found some scenes, what about the strength of the body, and he didn't want to die at his own hands?

But soon, Mo Luo regained his cold expression, looked at Yang Fan, and suddenly burst into a loud voice and said: "It's all over, go die!"