In order not to repeat what happened just now, the Yao family did not hesitate to spend energy crystals to open the protective magic circle of the martial arts arena.

After a quarter of an hour of pranayama, Mo Fan also welcomed his second challenger. Xiangling Gaojia flies high, good at making flying knives, "Serial Killing Flying Knives" is well-known in the rivers and lakes, known as the eight-armed Shura, and the soul chasing messenger.

As soon as Gao Fei appeared on the stage, raising his hand was a killer move, "Flying Knife Chasing Soul".

I saw him waving his hands together, and the hands that waved quickly seemed to be innumerable, worthy of the name of Eight Arms. The flying knives are ruthless, roaring through the air, more threatening than Xiao Nai's sword light, every wave of his hand is ten flying knives, in the face of endless flying knives flying from all directions, Mo Fan seems to have the feeling of facing ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

At the moment of life and death, Mo Fan did not panic, but his spirit was extremely concentrated without distractions, the long sword danced lightly, and the footsteps moved lightly, "Dragon Tour Eight Desolations" and "Sword Picking Stars Reflecting Mountains and Rivers" fit perfectly, only to hear a jingling bell, all kinds of flying knives spread all over the ground.

It is said that if you keep it for a long time, you will lose, but here it is just the opposite, his sword is like an arm, so that he is more and more handy. Regardless of the victory or defeat, he gradually comprehended the essence of this move "sword picking stars reflecting mountains and rivers", and the last to come first, using strength to defend and attack.

After a long time of attacking, Gao Fei was a little impatient, he would never allow himself to fail, and he did not hesitate to expose his stunt at the bottom of the box.

With his roar: "Yuan Magnetron Alchemy", his hands turned silvery-white, and the flying knives scattered on the ground were attracted in front of him by his powerful magnetic field, forming a huge knife wheel that slowly rotated. At this moment, Gao Fei was full of confidence, looked at Mo Fan with disdain and smiled: "Mole ant, accept the judgment of fate!"

"Silence the Knife Wheel. ”

As soon as the words fell, Gao Fei gently pushed with his right hand, and the flying knife salvo knife wheel rotated and pushed horizontally, and the momentum was magnificent.

Under the flying knives in the sky, Mo Fan's swordsmanship was unparalleled, but he finally lacked off his strength and hung the color for the first time. However, the more thrilling is still to come, Gao Fei's silver hands are like the north and south magnetic poles, and the flying knives are like butterflies flying in the air like a flower-piercing butterfly, forming a "Tianluo knife array".

In the midst of the sword formation, Mo Fan added another trauma, and he was fearless after several lives and deaths. Although the "Tianluo Sword Array" is wonderful, Mo Fan's physical training has been small, his body and swordsmanship are all unparalleled, and he has a spirit pattern battle armor to protect his body, so he will not be killed immediately in a short period of time. He played steadily, calmly waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

Time passed bit by bit, Gao Feiyu made the "Tianluo Sword Array" more and more proficient, the knife array gradually converged inside, and Mo Fan's space for action became smaller and smaller, and at this moment his cloak was scattered and his clothes were tattered and bloodstained.

With a sword swinging away the flying knife, Mo Fan licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression was not a little flustered, he did not have the slightest sense of life and death, but he was a little excited, and there was only one thought in his heart, and constant fighting was the best way to improve his strength.

With surging blood and selfless fighting, Mo Fan has nothing else in his eyes at the moment. There is no victory or defeat, no honor or disgrace, no life and death, I just want to use the long sword in my hand to the fullest and do what I like. The thoughts are pure and sincere, the sword moves with the heart, and the body follows the sword, as if it were instinct.

In my mind, I suddenly came up with the words of truth that I didn't understand before, not attached to the heart, not stuck in things, no obstacles, no terror. There seems to be an understanding in my heart, but I can't explain it clearly, and a vague consciousness is slowly conceived and awakened.

The flying knife broke through the air, the long sword was wielded, the rhythm was self-generated, and a nameless breath and thoughts took root, sprouted, and bloomed from Mo Fan's heart. With no self in his heart, nothing to ask for, Mo Fan unconsciously reached the realm of human sword communication and the unity of heaven and man. Heaven and man resonate, the spirit is harmonious, the gate of heaven is open, and he breaks through the "practice qi" and naturally enters the third-order ranks.

The aura of heaven and earth condensed at the tip of the sword and turned into sword qi, and the sword roared for nine days, and the wind and clouds of heaven and earth changed abruptly. Mo Fan's gesture is the mighty of the sky, the long sword rushed into the sky, breaking through the high-flying "Tianluo Sword Array" with a devastating momentum, and he reversed the situation with one sword.

His proud "Tianluo Sword Array" was ruthlessly destroyed by Mo Fan, and Gao Fei looked incredulous, but his heart was more jealous, angry, envious, fearful, and unwilling......

"Why!"

Gao Fei roared at Mo Fan with red eyes, completely losing his mind.

On family background, on qualifications, on hard work, on appearance......

Why does the lowly Mo Fan compare himself with himself, why is it not himself who comprehends the will of martial arts, why hate......

The fighter exhales the aura of heaven and earth, turns the fighting qi for his own use, and breaks through the third-order "Condensing Yuan Realm" to release the fighting qi and hurt people in the air. However, the fighting energy that a person's physical body can carry is so small, only by comprehending the will of martial arts or breaking through the Douwang or performing the heaven-level fighting skills can he use the aura of heaven and earth for his own use.

Instead of killing Mo Fan, he helped him break through and comprehend the sword intent, how could Gao Fei not be jealous in his heart, how could he not regret it.

At this moment, his scarlet bloody eyes and hideous face were obviously carried away by anger and jealousy, and he went mad. The evil aura was awe-inspiring, Gao Fei stared at Mo Fan with a wicked smile, after entering the demon, he did not hesitate to be the family forbidden technique "Blood Knife Soul Grabbing", with a whisper, cutting the blood and blood sacrifice in the sky, and the crazy Gao Fei roared to the sky.

"Take blood as a sacrifice, take the soul as the guide, give the spirit with the blood knife, and kill the soul. ”

As soon as Gao Fei's words fell, an incomparably cold and evil aura permeated the four fields from his body, and the blood flying in the air turned into a deadly blood blade, and the evil aura shocked the four seats, which was clearly distinguishable from Mo Fan's righteous and bright breath.

"Boom... Die!"

The blood knife turned into a rainbow in the blink of an eye, and Mo Fan, who was in a state of unity between heaven and man, had no sorrow, joy or fear, raised his hand and stabbed straight with his sword, simple, direct and powerful. The sword light is dazzling, the blood rainbow is pressing, and under the sword strike, an invisible energy stirs the four fields, and the bluestone slabs on the ring are lifted and exploded, and then they are turned into powder and scattered in the sky.

The sword wrestling, the judgment was made in an instant, and with a "bang" explosion, the swords shattered, and the invisible and unrivaled waves were emptied, and both of them were impacted and flew away, slamming into the protective circle and then falling to the ground. The forbidden technique backlashed, Gao Fei couldn't get up after falling to the ground after spilling blood, Mo Fan was shocked and withdrew from the state of unity of heaven and man, except for the surging of qi and blood, there were no other new fatal wounds.

Throwing away the remaining hilt of the sword in his hand, Mo Fan smiled and picked up a quick stone from the ground, got up and walked towards Gao Fei quickly, squatted down and made up for it with a stone mercilessly. Ignoring everyone's weird and resentful gazes, Mo Fan pulled the things on Gao Fei's body clean, stood up and said thank you sincerely and bowed!

Provocation, slap in the face......

Mo Fan's sincere actions were a naked provocation in the eyes of everyone, and before the referee opened all the protective arrays, someone couldn't wait to rush into the ring to kill Mo Fan and want to pick up the leak, wouldn't it be beautiful to gain fame and fortune.

As long as you can kill Mo Fan and get the storage bags on him and Xiao Nai Gao Fei and others, what if the means are not glorious! With a beautiful vision for the future, Xu Xinming jumped into the ring is a killing move "Samsung Reflecting the Moon", and the sharp arrow broke through the air and roared.

After pretending to be a gentleman for a few months, Mo Fan naturally knew about such things as the "Secret Demon Arrow", and knew that it was extremely powerful, as long as he used it properly, it was easy to kill the enemy by leaping the ranks. Since the opponent can't wait to put himself to death regardless of the morality and etiquette of the rivers and lakes, then he has nothing to be polite about. Mo Fanxin glared, threw out a few "thunderbolts" with both hands, and grabbed the high-flying corpse on the ground as a shield.

Bang! bang......

The "Thunderbolt" and the "Secret Demon Arrow" exploded at the touch of a button, and the explosion was deafening, and Gao Fei, who was used as a shield by Mo Fan, was pierced into a sieve by scattered pieces of iron. Mo Fan took advantage of Xu Xinming's shock, threw away Gao Fei and raised his head to the sky and howled is a move "Dragon Roar Nine Heavens", the invisible sonic attack caught him off guard, and suddenly his blood surged, and his fighting spirit was chaotic, his ears kept buzzing, and his eardrums tingled unbearably.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Mo Fan's "Dragon Tour Eight Desolations" body method is unparalleled in the world, and his body rushes to Xu Xinming's side in the blink of an eye, and raising his hand is the easiest way to progress and punch. was approached rashly, Xu Xinming did not look panicked, but had a smug look of successful tricks, throwing away the strong bow and starting his hand is "Eight Extremes Collapse Heavenly Strength".

He knows very well that Mo Fan's body is unparalleled, and his body is his weakness, and only by unexpectedly giving full play to his strengths can he make a final decision. He was extremely confident in his boxing skills, even if Mo Fan had a treasure armor to protect his body, he couldn't block his punch, and under the eightfold dark energy, he would definitely be able to shock Mo Fan's heart into powder.

When the brave wins in a narrow way, it seems that the same way of playing is the same, but the cunning Mo Fan responds with a false move, and the wind under his feet dodges Xu Xinming's powerful punch sideways. The "poison pill" hidden in the palm of his palm exploded with a bang, and the poisonous smoke enveloped the two of them, and Xu Xinming, who was caught off guard, was suddenly poisoned, and his stiff body was crumbling.

"You, you mean...... Not... Shame..."

Xu Xinming, who was gradually confused, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, stared at Mo Fan fiercely, and fell straight to the ground.

Mo Fan glanced at the resentful Xu Xinming on the ground contemptuously, and said with a triumphant smile: "This father-in-law, thank you for the compliment! Come and don't be rude, I'm just returning the way of others! Hehe! Fight with me, you're still far away!"

As he spoke, he stomped his foot violently, and the kick hit Xu Xinming's vital point, and the sound of the egg breaking was accompanied by wailing. The men in the stands all felt cold in their crotches, and there were some shadows in their hearts, and their expressions were a little unnatural when they looked at Mo Fan.

After a heart-rending wail, there is another handsome and feminine young and promising father-in-law Xu in this world.