"Elder Chen, you can't say it so absolutely!" Facing the middle-aged man's slightly mocking words, Qin Ge said without changing his face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Haha, then I'll wait and see!" The middle-aged man smiled, "Zhao Gan, shoot lightly, don't hurt this little guy!"

"Yes, Master!" replied the young man standing behind the middle-aged man respectfully, walking towards Mo Ye.

And Qin Ge and the middle-aged man also retreated into the distance at this moment, ready to watch the battle.

"Please!" Zhao Qian said as he looked at Mo Ye with a calm face.

A huge spiritual pressure suddenly erupted from Zhao Gan's body, and the powerful oppressive force made Mo Ye unconsciously take a few steps back.

Qin Ge, who was watching the battle from a distance, saw this scene, his face changed greatly, and he said angrily to the middle-aged man: "Chen Shu, you actually violated the agreement and brought the disciples above the Spirit Condensation Realm over for a competition!"

Chen Shu didn't care about Qin Ge's roar, he just smiled slightly: "We just agreed not to bring a disciple from the Spirit Realm here, but my disciple hasn't reached the Spirit Realm yet! Qin Ge, what you just said is a little wrong!"

In the face of Chen Shu's defense, Qin Ge was speechless, they did agree like this at the beginning, but he didn't expect this situation to happen, so Chen Shu took advantage of a loophole.

"It seems that Mo Ye's chances of winning will be much lower because of this, this can be regarded as another test for him!" Qin Ge thought in his heart. He didn't attach great importance to the spirit fruit on this tree, and he was just angry just because he was exploited by Chen Shu, and he was depressed in his heart.

Although these spirit fruits were relatively precious, they had not yet reached the point where they were particularly valued by him. In fact, he brought Mo Ye out this time, originally to understand Mo Ye's potential and see if Mo Ye was worth cultivating. However, being so disturbed by Chen Shu, his plan could not be used.

Now, he only hoped that Mo Ye could support Zhao Qian for a while longer. The longer Mo Ye can support it, the stronger Mo Ye's strength will be, so that he will have a general judgment of Mo Ye's potential. It would be even better if Mo Ye could defeat Zhao Gan, but this chance is really very slim.

"Don't let me down!" Qin Ge looked at Mo Ye, a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes.

"This Zhao Gan's cultivation is definitely stronger than mine, but he has not yet reached the level of the Spirit Realm, is it a half-step Spirit Realm?" Feeling the powerful spiritual pressure released by Zhao Gan, Mo Ye's eyes became solemn.

The half-step Spirit Realm is a special state between the Spirit Realm and the Spirit Realm, to be precise, it is not an exact realm. Because the monks of the half-step Spirit Realm can break through their cultivation to the Spirit Realm at any time, without any bottlenecks. To be precise, they are already in the quasi-spirit realm, but for some reason, they are reluctant to break through.

"In this way, my opponent can be regarded as a Spirit Realm cultivator!" Mo Ye thought, but a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Fighting with someone of this realm can greatly improve his combat experience, and under the suppression of the absolute realm, the bottleneck in his body may also be loosened as a result, giving him a chance to break through.

"I've never fought against a Spirit Realm monk in the Spirit Realm yet!" Mo Ye said, urging the Wind Guardian to rush towards Zhao Gan.

"Then I'll give you this chance. Zhao Qian said quietly, but he still stood still motionless, obviously having absolute confidence in his own strength.

Mo Ye came to Zhao Gan's face in an instant, raised his fist and blasted towards his head, driving the raging flames, and the surrounding temperature rose a lot in an instant.

Zhao Qian slowly raised his right hand, and with a light touch towards the flame fist wind that burst out of Mo Ye, the raging flames that rushed towards him were instantly extinguished. After doing this, Zhao Gan's fingers did not pause at all, pointing directly at Mo Ye who rushed towards him, and under Mo Ye's stunned expression, he disappeared into his eyebrows.

The next moment, the blood that Zhao Qian expected did not flow out at the center of Mo Ye's eyebrows, but quickly dissipated in place, which turned out to be just an afterimage.

The real ink night had already taken advantage of this opportunity to go around behind Zhao Gan, and a dark red long sword appeared in his hand, which was the Lihuo Sword he had bought not long ago.

With a sharp gust of wind, the Lihuo Sword stabbed at Zhao Gan's heart. After Mo Ye's careful refining, the power of the Lihuo Sword can also be exerted nine times out of ten. The power of the high-grade magic weapon can be imagined, with just one successful blow, the spiritual power hidden in the fire sword by Mo Ye can seriously injure Zhao Gan.

It's a pity that the truth is not as wishful as Mo Ye expected, when there was a fist distance from the fire sword and Zhao Gan's back heart, Zhao Qian had already reacted, and a condensed earthy yellow light shield appeared behind him, blocking the front of the fire sword.

Bite!

The fire sword stabbed on this light shield, but it only sparked, and it did not break this light shield, let alone hurt Zhao Qian himself.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ye immediately pulled the fire sword back to his side and retreated dozens of steps towards the rear.

At the same moment as Mo Ye retreated violently, huge spikes suddenly appeared in the path he had retreated from. These spikes are made entirely of sand, but they are the size of a person. If Mo Ye had been stabbed by it just now, he would definitely not have been able to escape the fate of death.

"It's so dangerous, it seems that he is cultivating the earth-attribute exercises, but there is nothing on my body that can restrain him, it seems that this time it will inevitably be a hard fight!" Mo Ye quickly turned many thoughts in his heart, he needed to think, think of a way to deal with Zhao Gan.

However, Zhao Qian didn't want to give Mo Ye time to think, his toes touched the ground slightly, and his body rushed towards Mo Ye like a rocket, and the speed was no less than Mo Ye's full strength to resist the wind.

"If you want to defeat him, you may have to rely on the Wind Blade Technique, the Wind Resisting Step, and my body that is close to the peak strength of the Spirit Condensing Realm!" In such a short period of time, a lot of spiritual light flashed in Mo Ye's mind.

After sorting out these spiritual lights in his mind a little, Mo Ye urged the Wind Guardian to dodge Zhao Gan's attack while slowly pondering this tactic that had not yet taken shape in his mind.

Because Mo Ye kept urging the Wind Resistant, which he had cultivated to the fullest, Zhao Gan had never been able to get close to him, so he could only release spikes on the ground, trying to slow down Mo Ye's speed. However, how could the Wind Resistant, who had cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, be so easily affected by changes in the external environment?

So, in this valley, such a scene appeared. A young man in front of him was nimble, constantly dodging the spikes that suddenly appeared on the ground, but his eyes showed a look of thought from time to time. The boy in the rear, who was about the same age, went on a rampage, trying to stop the young man in front of him, but he never succeeded.

"This ......" Seeing the battle turn into the strange way it is now, Qin Ge and Chen Shu couldn't help but be stunned, but the former reacted after a while, and his face showed a look of joy.

"This Mo Ye's potential is even higher than I imagined! That is already a footwork technique that has been cultivated to the realm of Dacheng! No wonder he can play that Zhao Gan around!" Qin Ge thought in his heart, but there was a look of approval in his eyes, "But this alone is not enough to defeat that Zhao Gan, that Zhao Gan obviously has not used all his strength, once he is allowed to use his full strength, but Mo Ye has no way to deal with it, it will be a little dangerous." The real test is yet to come!"

"Your footwork is good, I can't reach the edge at all, but do you think that if you do this, I will be out of line?" Zhao Gan, who was chasing Mo Ye, suddenly said.

The next moment, Zhao Qian stopped and did not continue to chase Mo Ye. He knew in his heart that if he continued like this, he was afraid that when his spiritual power was exhausted, he would not be able to touch the corner of Mo Ye's clothes. So, he had to use some means to change the situation that was a relative disadvantage to him.

"Sand trapping technique!" Zhao Qian said, his hands together, and a faint earthy yellow light slowly appeared on the surface of his palms.

Mo Ye also stopped in the distance, he wanted to see what Zhao Qian was doing.

After a few breaths, Zhao Qian suddenly bent down, slapped his hands on the ground, and then instantly rushed towards Mo Ye.

Mo Ye just wanted to urge the wind to step away from him, but he was surprised to find that he was now stuck in a quagmire, and it was extremely difficult to move a step. Taking a closer look at the ground, Mo Ye realized that the ground under his feet had been covered with a faint yellow light at some point.

It seems that this is a spell similar to the fire vortex he cultivated, which can restrain the enemy's movements and create a good opportunity for himself to attack.

At this time, Zhao Qian had already come to Mo Ye's side, his expression was a little hideous. Come to think of it, no matter how high-quality a person is, after being played around by Mo Ye in this way, he will hold back a wave of anger in his heart!

"Boulder Fist!" Zhao Qian roared, raising his fist. A layer of stone gradually condensed out, covering the surface of Zhao Gan's fist.

Rumble!

Mo Ye only felt that he was instantly blown away by a huge force, tumbling and falling more than ten zhang away, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. When Mo Ye stood up from the ground, Zhao Gan came to him again, and with the same punch, he was once again blasted out by this huge force.

However, this time, Mo Ye was prepared, and at the moment when Zhao Gan launched an attack on him, he condensed a flame shield in front of his chest, cutting most of his strength for him.

At this time, Mo Ye remembered the Fire Crystal Armor that Lin Kun gave him. It's a pity that he has been busy fighting with others during this time, and in the last few days, he has been refining the Fire Separation Sword, and he has long forgotten that Fire Crystal Armor to the Western Heavens. If he had been able to refine the Fire Crystal Armor and wear it on his body before, with the strength of his body, I am afraid that if he stood here and attacked Zhao Gan, Zhao Gan might not be able to hurt him.