Generally, people with a little ability attach great importance to their face, let alone a respected old fighting king like Han Qingshan. They were squeezed by Mo Fan's too ugly words, and their faces were a little embarrassed, and some of them were already angry.

Ice Crystal Snow Lotus is an indispensable elixir for refining the best elixirs such as "Soul Condensing Pill" and "Quenching Soul Pill", and these superlative elixirs are the key to making people move from the "Yuan Dan Realm" to the "True Martial Realm", which is related to their own path, and everyone present is unwilling to give up.

If it weren't for the jealousy of the forces behind Mo Fan, they would have joined forces to kill people and seize the treasure, as for whose family the flowers are, it depends on whose ability.

"Junior, don't be too arrogant, don't think that you can do anything wrong by relying on the forces behind you. Dare to ignore the heroes of the world, at least you don't have this weight now, even if you are old and talented, I have to ask you for a few tricks!" Han Qingshan said coldly to Mo Fan, and stepped out with an awe-inspiring momentum.

"Senior, do you really just want to ask for a few tricks? I'm afraid the drunkard doesn't mean to be in the bar!

Mo Fan looked at Han Qingshan, who looked righteous and awe-inspiring, with no respect or even some sarcasm between his words, "It's not impossible for you to ask for a few tricks, if you pay some tuition, I can reluctantly guide you, but I think the old man should live at home for a long time, and always fighting outside will make the family worry!"

After so many years of wandering the rivers and lakes, it was the first time that Han Qingshan was so despised and humiliated by a junior, and he laughed angrily, "Hahahaha... It's funny, it's so interesting! It's really the waves behind the river pushing the waves ahead, and the generation is more crazy than the next, hehe!"

His eyes grew cold, and I saw him clenching his fists and bowing slightly, "Old and dull, I beg the young man to give me advice, I'm tired, please!"

"It's easy to say! The seniors are polite, it's just a gesture, it's not enough to shine, it's not enough to shine, hehe! Let's find a wider place, so as not to hurt the innocent, otherwise my conscience will not be able to pass, hehe!"

Mo Fan pretended not to understand such counter-words, and pretended to accept Han Lao's salute happily, his sharp and arrogant words were particularly harsh in the ears of others, and everyone wanted to teach him a hard lesson, so that he could know what it means to be high and thick, and what it means to be strong and not to be humiliated...

"I hope your ability is as powerful as your words, let's take action!" Although the anger in his heart was raging, Han Qingshan did not want to be bullied by others, so he did not take the lead and proudly invited to fight.

"You are a senior, or please first, lest everyone think that I don't know how to respect the old and love the young, hehe! According to your age, you can be my grandfather, I can't do such a bastard thing that bullies the old, weak, sick and disabled, hehe, I still have to have a face!"

Mo Fan sneered and sneered at the sharp sword, and his pretense was really resentful. chuckled, and the sharp and rude words were still the same, "Senior, have you forgotten something, and you don't feel good? I asked you to pay the tuition not really want you to have many things, but just to see if your attitude is sincere, after all, there is no free lunch in the world, you say yes!

"Bastard!

"Arrogant!

"Seniors. Teach this shameless and nasty scumbag a lesson!"

......

The onlookers couldn't stand it anymore, and the heroes were angry and scolded Mo Fan for being rude. Being extremely humiliated by a junior repeatedly, no matter how good Han Qingshan's temper was, he couldn't help but explode completely. "Bastard looking for death! Fulfill you, die!

Attacking angrily, Han Qingshan, who was furious, waved his hand quickly, but when he saw the sparks shooting in all directions, as fast as the wind, as fierce as thunder and fire, they instantly intertwined into a violent life-forcing net, and his extreme move was multiplied by the blessing of anger.

Seeing this, Mo Fan responded coldly, Xuan Gong violently raised the strong against the strong, holding the extreme edge sword is the ultimate move, and reproducing the extreme power of the sword, "A thousand edges are endless!"

I only heard an indifferent word, but when I saw ten thousand swords in the air, the sword intent was incomparable, and the majestic sword was in the clouds.

The meteor roared through the sky, the momentum of the ten thousand swords was like a rainbow, and the ultimate move was the first meeting, but when I heard a bang, the heavens and the earth were turbulent, and the earth cracked and collapsed. The furious energy stirred the four wilds, and the unparalleled energy turned over the earth, like a stormy wave.

Flying sand and rocks, smoke and dust filled the sky, the two people who fought against each other suffered a backlash and splashed vermilion, and the staggered figure flew upside down for several feet before stabilizing its body.

The ending was a bit surprising, unable to accept the evenly matched result, Han Qingshan was angry and angry. For him, if he doesn't win, he loses, this is a shame, a junior can't take it, how can he gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future?

Wiping away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Han Qingshan's hideous bloody eyes revealed endless murderous intent, and he was already crazy and rose to the sky and praised again, "Meteor Fire Rain!" The roar was shocking, and the attack was continuous, followed by countless lightning and stone fire.

The overwhelming offensive was approaching, and in front of him was the sound of the sharp and whistling wind, Mo Fan did not dodge or avoid the sound of breaking the wind when he saw this, and he knew that a long battle was not good for him, and raised his hand to reproduce the supreme power of the "Shocking Sword Codex".

"The sword cracks the wind and clouds, and the sky is bright!

With a proud word, Mo Fan stepped on the ground and pointed his sword at the sky, the sword chanted and shook for nine days, and the sky and the earth changed color. The ultimate sword intent transformation, the true qi of Pei Ran is all under one sword, the cold sword is swallowed, the heaven and the earth praise the endless spirit yuan, and in the blink of an eye, it turns into a majestic giant sword dozens of zhang long, which is really shocking.

At this moment, Mo Fan forgot life and death, forgot honor and disgrace, forgot victory and defeat, held high the giant sword and moved forward, life and death without regrets. His small figure was completely negligible, and everyone's focus was on the majestic giant sword in the sky, and they all gave up their breath for a moment to concentrate.

But when I saw a sword slashing angrily, the wind broke through the clouds, and the sky seemed to be split in half. There was a scream, the figure flew upside down, there was a roar, the ground shook, the mountain collapsed, and everyone came back to their senses from the extremely shocked scene. In front of him, a straight sword mark several feet wide stretched forward, and the deep crack was like the mouth of a demon that devoured everything, stimulating everyone's eyes that were difficult to turn.

Shock, shock, everything that seems to have passed a long time, but in fact, it happened between a few dozens of breaths. After the extreme move, the two of them were bloodless, their faces were bloodless, and cold sweat flowed down, Han Qingshan, who was in a cloak, looked undecided, but Mo Fan's expression was even more crazy.

In the distance, the crowd watching the battle had different thoughts and thoughts, and their uncertain faces showed that they were weighing in their hearts whether to take advantage of the defeat of the two of them. secretly glanced at each other, but when the killing intent surged, they hoped that someone would come to be the first bird, and they were afraid of each other and did not move.

Forcibly pressing down on the wounds on his body, Mo Fan spit out a breath of rough air and made a ruthless move, and the pressing offensive did not allow the opponent to have a chance to breathe.