"Get off the horse!"

The faces of several people sank.

Mo Wudao smiled and said, "Fellow Daoists, it's also direct, then draw the next line!

"Hehe, it's simple, it's just to beat up the four of you!"

As soon as the words fell, Tu Qiantu's ink knife swung and slashed towards Nangong Ruoxi's beautiful head.

Mo Wudao's heart moved, and the purple bamboo sword made a move, wanting to protect Nangong Ruoxi.

However, in front of him, there was a figure in green clothes, and Ye Fan's delicate face stopped him, and the fierce sword qi was extinguished.

"You three, it's me who has to face, Ye Fan!"

Ye Fan waved his hand.

Directly roll up Mo Wudao, Chu Lingxi, and Ram Zhan, and cut the battlefield.

It was isolated from the battlefield of Tu Qiantu and Nangong Ruoxi.

"Aya'er, go and help your Ruoxi sister. ”

As soon as Mo Wudao's mind moved, Aya'er had already quietly left her body and pounced on Nangong Ruoxi.

Chu Lingxi, Ram Zhan and Mo Wudao formed a simple triangular formation and confronted Ye Fan of the Holy Society.

"Big brother, what should I do?"

Ram Battle Transmission asked.

This is a great master of returning to the realm of real talent and learning, and the senior brother of the last session is not comparable to those demon beasts that have transformed into formations.

The look of the ram battle was a little nervous, Chu Lingxi's pretty face was also full of solemnity, and there was already a brand-new white silk in his hand, concentrating and calming, and waiting for the battle.

"What else can I do, people said that they were here to give off the horse, so naturally they have to resist!"

Mo Wudao said lightly.

In his heart, he was calculating whether Nangong Ruoxi in the distance could stop the monk who made the ink knife.

According to his perception, the monk's aura was stronger than Nangong Ruoxi's, and the second sword was sharp, and it was difficult for ordinary monks to resist.

"What a rebellion!"

Ram Zhan swallowed his saliva, and the hand holding the magic weapon trembled slightly.

"Naturally, it's really fighting, there are still a lot of people secretly observing it, let's behave well, maybe we don't need to participate in the next trial, and we will be directly recruited into the Blue Ruins Holy Society!"

Mo Wudao's matter-of-fact voice encouraged.

"That... That's it!"

Ram Zhan gritted his teeth, his spiritual power erupted, and his domineering palm slammed into that Ye Fan.

And Chu Lingxi's white silk was also like a whip and whipped towards Ye Fan.

The two of them shot with all their might.

The other party was more powerful than himself a hundred years ago, and now he is an existence that has survived the forty-nine heavenly tribulations, if he doesn't do his best, I'm afraid he won't have a chance to make a move the second time.

And the purple bamboo sword in Mo Wudao's hand was faster than Chu Lingxi!

The sword light was like rain, falling from the sky, and the brush was two sword qi coming out vertically and horizontally, and the attack at the peak of the God Realm rolled towards Ye Fan without any disguise.

"It's kind of interesting!"

A faint smile appeared in Ye Fan's eyes, he took half a step back slightly, and his arms turned into a circle in front of him.

Mo Wudao's two fierce sword qi were easily dissolved by him and turned into nothingness.

Then Ye Fan gently pushed out his left palm, reached out with his right hand, and firmly grabbed Chu Lingxi's Bai Aya with his bare hands, and the terrifying mana passed back along the Bai Aya.

"Boom ······"

"Ahh

Chu Lingxi and Ram Zhan flashed in a row, and hurriedly changed their moves to defuse the opponent's counterattack.

Mo Wudao knew that the attack of the three-person god realm could not cause substantial damage to this Ye Fan at all.

Only on the premise of not revealing the true cultivation, if you don't do something.

Chu Lingxi and the ram battle will be hurt again.

Jumping up in the air, the purple bamboo sword with a fancy sword flower fell from the sky, stabbing at Ye Fan with a violent wind and waves.

Ye Fan's gaze was shone by the fancy sword light, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Good swordsmanship!"

"However, the mana is not enough, and if you want to hurt me, you can't do it!"

Ye Fan opened his mouth to comment, flew up and kicked Chu Lingxi and the ram out with two feet, and turned his right hand into a sword finger, entangled with a trace of sword qi, and compared it with Mo Wudao's purple bamboo sword.

While!

The high-grade spirit weapon struck the finger, and it actually made a crisp sound.

"Fight with your hands, I'm afraid my brother will be too big!"

A faint sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Wudao's mouth, and a trace of sword intent quietly merged into the purple bamboo sword.

"Huh~!"

After colliding with the sword again, he flew up again, kicked Mo Wudao's chest, stepped on the ground, and flew back a few steps.

Suspiciously, he looked at the finger that had been cut off with a bloody stain.

"This kid actually has a good sword intent······

The mana in Ye Fan's body surged, the sword qi on the wound on his finger was expelled, and the wound stopped bleeding and healed, and it took less than a breath to heal.

However, when Mo Wudao flew up and kicked his right foot towards him, the sword body of the Zizhu Sword was very coincidentally stopped in his chest, and then he flew out upside down with strength, a few somersaults, and fell leisurely and chic beside Ram Zhan and Chu Lingxi.

"This gap is too big, the mana protection body that returns to the virtual realm, we can't get close at all!" Ram Zhan said depressedly.

"Even if he gets close, our attack won't hurt him. ”

Chu Lingxi also realized that there was a huge gap between the Transformation Realm and the Returning to the Void Realm.

As the ancients said, the immortal separation of monks!

If they haven't survived the four or six heavenly tribulations, they can't be considered masters, this time, they have really experienced it!

"It's okay, don't be stressed, just relax and fight. ”

Mo Wudao said lightly: "What they want to see is not that we defeat this Ye Fan, but just want to see your fighting skills or fighting will, as well as your proficiency in the use of mana······ That's all!"

"If we really knock each other upside down, then it's weird!"

Ram Zhan twitched his mouth and said angrily: "But his disdainful gaze and arrogant attitude are so annoying, it's really unpleasant to watch!"

"Masters naturally have the arrogance of masters, Sanshao, don't tell me, you usually talk to people who are lower than you, and you also talk to each other in a harmonious voice······

Mo Wudao teased very facelessly.

These sons and daughters of the family, relying on their family background, not to mention being kind to those who are not as good as themselves, and for those who are higher than themselves, if the other party's status is not as good as their own family, they may not have a good attitude.

"Uh······"

The ram battle can't be refuted, and what Mo Wudao said has some truth!

"Go ahead, don't let anyone take it lightly······"

As soon as the white silk in Chu Lingxi's hand was collected, there was an extra women's long sword, and he took the initiative to pounce on the opposite side.

"Miss Chu, be careful, I'm here to help you!"

Ram Battle pulled out a weird hammer and dodged to follow.

Mo Wudao's gaze was slightly condensed, and he glanced at the battle in the distance.

Nangong Ruoxi and the disciple of the Holy Society with sharp sword skills.

It seems to be evenly matched!

There is no danger for the time being, so I have to accompany the acting, the purple bamboo sword in his hand is horizontal, and the sword of his body is integrated and pounces on the opponent.

The aura of the martial arts square fluctuated violently.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the sword is dazzling, and the palm wind is gusting!

Is there still a few roars or screams, unusually lively!