Time passed, the days of drifting on the sea were very peaceful, and it was only three months since I left Iron Leaf Island in a blink of an eye.

At sea, Mo Huai devoted himself to cultivation, and the Fist of Water Movement finally created the first move.

In the afternoon of this day, after eating a sumptuous grilled fish feast, Mo Huai, who was practicing the fist of water on the deck, suddenly heard a sharp chirp, which was an urgent warning from the storm eagle who had eaten the grilled fish and flew out to play.

The Tempest Eagle scurried out of mid-air onto the deck, and a fiery red phantom shot out from the distant sky.

"What's that?" Li Jun also got up from the recliner at the door of the cabin of the ship, and went straight to Mo Huai, who stopped practicing boxing.

In the blink of an eye, the fiery red phantom came to a halt in the air in front of it, and turned into a beautiful bird with blue feathers, colorful feathers from its neck upwards, a golden crown, and a long colorful feather on its tail.

"Qingluan?is it the legendary Divine Bird Qingluan?" Li Jun's eyes widened in shock, and his face was full of disbelief.

The beautiful, dream-like Qingluan stopped in mid-air, the cyan feathers were faintly surrounded by flames, and the colorful tail feathers were even more dreamlike under the sun, and a pair of beautiful and moving eyes looked at the tungsten wood boat below.

Qingluan is extremely famous, and the legendary Qingluan, as long as it reaches adulthood, it is naturally at the level of innate Jindan. Moreover, he is also the absolute king of this level! Qingluan's speed is extremely terrifying, and his attacks are also very powerful, and even no matter how many injuries he suffers, Qingluan can recover quickly.

If human beings have not stepped into the void, they are definitely no match for the Divine Bird Qingluan. Even if it was a gifted demon beast, there was hardly anyone in the innate golden pill level who could match Qingluan.

Mo Huai directly asked Li Jun to ask the purpose of Qingluan's arrival, and as expected, Qingluan saw Mo Huai practicing boxing just now and felt the breath of heaven, so he came over to try it with Mo Huai.

"Compete?, I'm willing to try it with him," Mo Huai said that there was already a pair of thin dark red soft fist gloves on his hands, but Mo Huai spent hundreds of contribution points, which were exchanged from the system exchange list, the material is very special, at least in the Jiuding world, it can be regarded as a divine weapon, even if it is a strong person in the virtual realm, it should be difficult to destroy this fist.

If it weren't for the fist gloves to protect his hands, Mo Huai really wouldn't dare to use his flesh fist to fight against Qingluan's claws! Qingluan's fierce attack power is no joke.

Chirp.. Looking at Mo Huai's movements in wearing boxing gloves, Qingluan, who already understood what he meant, couldn't help but let out an excited cry, turned into a fiery red phantom from mid-air, and swooped directly towards Mo Huai.

Call.. A fiery air flow spread, Mo Huai only saw two Mo Huai's claw shadows, and even his hands moved, and the earthy yellow light on his hands flickered, as if they instantly turned into several small shields, and in the 'sonorous' sound, blocking the attack of Qingluan's claws, Mo Huai was also shocked and pushed several steps in a row.

Qingluan also spread his wings and stepped back, looking very excited and raising his head and chirping.

"Let's go down and fight!" Mo Huai, who shouted, jumped directly from the tungsten wooden boat, stepping on the seawater, but did not sink.

Sonorous sonorous.. Mo Huai was on the sea about ten zhang away from the tungsten wood boat, fighting with Qingluan.

Both sides shot quickly, leaving only claw shadows and hand shadows in mid-air. The Qingluan Divine Bird not only attacks fiercely, but also moves at a very fast speed in a small area. And Mo Huai, who has already created the sixth move in the Earth Walking Fist, is best at defense, no matter how strong and fast Qingluan's attack is, he has never been able to break through his defense.

Qingluan rose up and screamed loudly, and the attack was even more fierce and swift, which immediately brought a lot of pressure to Mo Huai.

Under such pressure, Mo Huai also fused the Tuxing Fist more perfectly into the hands of Tianshan Zhemei, and even absorbed Qingluan's attack skills, making Tianshan Zhemei's hands even more powerful.

Slowly, Mo Huai, who sometimes blocked with his palms and sometimes used his grasping techniques, almost grabbed Qingluan's claws, which frightened Qingluan and flew high.

Qingluan's beautiful eyes looked at Mo Huai with shining eyes, nodded slightly, and there was a roar that soared into the sky, and with a flutter of his wings, he turned into a fiery red phantom and disappeared into the northern sky.

Late at night on the sixth day after the battle with Qingluan, Mo Huai, who was sitting cross-legged in the tungsten wood cabin, clearly felt that the speed of the ship suddenly accelerated, slowed down again, and went back and forth three times, which seemed very regular.

"Have you arrived at Mingyue Island?" got up and came to the deck, looking at Mo Huai in the distance, after the seventh change in the speed of the ship, the coastline in the north, which was faintly visible and almost boundless, finally came into Mo Huai's eyes.

After dawn, the boat finally approached Mingyue Island, and Mo Huai and Li Jun also got off the boat and landed on the island and went to the restaurant on the island to have a good meal.

When the two of them returned to the beach after eating a lot of changes of clothes and ingredients that could be stored, the tungsten wooden boat had been pulled close to the beach by the garrison sergeants of Beiyan Town on the island, and they were still snatching the iron leaf fruit on the boat.

Mo Huai knows very well that sometimes, reasoning is not as practical as fists. Therefore, he didn't have the leisure to talk nonsense at all, and for those who dared to rob him, he simply used the words 'kill without mercy' to tell them what it meant to find death. In this world, reasoning with robbers is definitely a ridiculous joke.

As soon as the killing began, the rest of the story was self-evident. He had just killed a third of the sergeants, the owner of the strongest force on Mingyue Island, the sword tower, and the first strongest man on Mingyue Island, Huangfu Yujiang, arrived.

"Good swordsmanship!" Mo Huai, who dodged the fierce sword of Huangfu Yujiang, grinned and broke the neck of the general who was restrained by him just now.

Turning around, he looked at Mo Huai's Huangfu Yujiang with a sharp and cold gaze, and couldn't help but ask indifferently: "Who is Your Excellency, why did you come to my Mingyue Island to kill people?"

"Why kill me?" Mo Huai shook his head with a dumb smile: "Do you need any reason to kill someone? Why? It's very simple! If you have the ability to kill me, then your words on this island are the truth." But if you can't help me, then your words are fart!"

Huangfu Yujiang, who was cold when he heard this, no longer talked nonsense with Mo Huai, and flashed to kill Mo Huai with a sword again.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and Mo Huai, who also stepped forward and fought with Huangfu Yujiang.

Sonorous and sonorous.. In the continuous sound of metal impact, I saw that every sword stabbed out of Huangfu Yujiang caused the sea water next to it to stir, and the fierce icy sword qi burst out one by one, falling on the surrounding beach, making the beach freeze.

Mo Huai's fist was extremely powerful, and the rhythm of Huangfu Yujiang's swordsmanship was somewhat disrupted, and every time he collided, he felt that his palm hurt.

Knort.. Mo Huai, who seemed to be a simple and random palm, seemed to block and attack, containing the mysterious palm of the Earth Walking Heavenly Dao, which made the divine sword in Huangfu Yujiang's hand bent a little, and as the sword body straightened again, the whole person flew back a few zhang away, and then fell.

Even took two steps back, and Mo Huai's clothes, whose feet were stuck in the mud and sand, were covered with frost, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed, but there was a playful smile on his face.

Although Huangfu Yujiang looked chic, his expression became a little solemn when he looked at Mo Huai.