"Second punch. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Looking at Fang Yuhua, who smashed a big hole in the ground, but had already turned over, but his breath was almost not weakened, a cold light flashed in Mo En's eyes, and his figure fell suddenly, followed by Fang Yuhua's figure, and the second punch that had been gathering momentum for a long time smashed down, without the slightest intention of sparing.

In fact, although Mo En had the intention of testing his physical combat power this time and did not use magic weapons to attack, the defensive ability of the Spirit Vine Armor on Fang Yuhua's body was still somewhat unexpected by Mo En. After the powerful first punch passed through the defense of the Spirit Vine Armor, it did not cause an obvious blow to the opponent Yuhua at all. Sensing that the battle might be out of his control, Morn added a few more punches to his second punch.

With a muffled "bang", Morn's fist smashed into Fang Yuhua's chest. Although this elite cultivator of the Jade Ying Hall reached out and slashed Mo En's fist in an instant, because of the power of the previous punch, Fang Yuhua was not able to gather much mana. In addition, his own physical strength was more than ten times smaller than that of Morn, who was also a cultivator, so it hardly caused much hindrance to Morn's fist. Pressing Fang Yuhua's palm, Mo En's fist still slammed into Fang Yuhua's chest.

"Poof"

Although Fang Yuhua tried his best to urge the spirit vine armor of the body protection, the moment he was hit by his fist, Fang Yuhua's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Although the Spirit Vine Armor was considered the best of the defensive magic weapons, the defensive effect it could play had been greatly weakened after it had just dissolved the powerful power of the first punch, which had consumed most of its strength, and had not been supplemented by Fang Yuhua's mana. Although most of the power of this punch was resolved with the strong quality of the magic weapon itself, the remaining small part of the strength was enough to cause objective trauma to Fang Yuhua.

"Hurry!"

A mouthful of blood spat out, and Fang Yuhua's face was full of pain. To tell the truth, as the pride of heaven in the Yuying Palace, Fang Yuhua has been outstanding since he was a child, and he rarely suffers setbacks, let alone being pressed to the ground and beaten.

However, Fang Yuhua was able to become the elite of the Jade Ying Palace, not just because of his illustrious family background. In fact, there are not many descendants of the Fang family, and there are even more children of the Fang family's branch who originally enjoyed the same treatment as Fang Yuhua. Fang Yuhua was able to stand out from the crowd and become the strongest person in the Fang family's generation, in addition to his excellent talent and qualifications, his perseverance was also an important factor. While being injured by Morn, Fang Yuhua was not afraid, but pinched the law at the blood that spurted out of him.

Fang Yuhua made a decisive move, and the blood that had just sprayed in the air suddenly slammed, and then turned into a red light and shot into the Taiyi Immortal Sword that was knocked away by the Xuantie Shield. In an instant, the Taiyi Immortal Sword, which had been knocked away by Mo En's sacrificial Xuantie Shield, turned from emerald green to blood red.

"Blood Sword Technique!" While the spell was working, looking at Mo En's already raised fist, Fang Yuhua gritted his teeth violently, and all the mana on his body was poured into the Taiyi Immortal Sword. The blood-red flying sword turned into a bloody light and shot at Morn's back. Obviously, Fang Yuhua had given up using mana, and wanted to rely on the strong defense of the Spirit Vine Armor and Mo En's injury for injury to reverse the current unfavorable situation.

"The reaction is good!" Seeing Fang Yuhua's resolute urging of the Taiyi Immortal Sword, Mo En's eyes showed a hint of surprise. Originally, in Mo En's heart, a gentleman like Xiang Fang Yuhua would definitely do his best to protect himself when he encountered a setback, but he didn't expect Fang Yuhua to have the courage to fight back and exchange injuries for injuries.

"It looks like there is a new assessment of the state of these disciples in the temple!" Silently sighing in his heart, Morn aimed his left palm at the flying sword that was heading straight for his back. The yellow light flashed, and the blood-red flying sword flew out directly as if it had been smashed by a giant hammer. The blood light attached to the flying sword also dimmed instantly, revealing its emerald green nature.

"Third punch!" After a large earthquake struck the Taiyi Immortal Sword, Morn's right fist smashed down again. Fang Yuhua, who poured all his mana into the flying sword, but was scattered by the great earthquake, no longer had the strength to defend, and let this punch smash firmly on his chest. Even if there was a spirit vine armor that stopped the deadly power, the golden mana attached to Mo En's fist still rushed into Fang Yuhua's body through the spirit vine armor, and after dispersing the residual power in Fang Yuhua's body, these manas turned into countless golden threads, inhibiting the meridians of Fang Yuhua's body.

After spurting out a mouthful of blood again, Fang Yuhua gasped and looked at Mo En with resentment. At the moment when he was defeated by Mo En, a trace of remorse flashed in Fang Yuhua's heart, and he was even a little afraid, afraid that Mo En would kill him directly, regret why he easily provoked such a bad star, and regret why he didn't come to trouble Mo En again after being fully prepared.

However, after Mo En's last punch restrained himself, instead of killing himself, Fang Yuhua had already determined that Mo En would not dare to kill him. At this time, Fang Yuhua's confidence gained because of his family background returned to his body, so even though Fang Yuhua no longer had any ability to fight back at this time, he still refused to bow his head to Mo En.

"Boy, I will definitely take revenge for this. After taking a breath and stabilizing his breath, Fang Yuhua said resentfully.

"I know. Mo En stretched out his hand and took the Taiyi Immortal Sword into his hand, and said lightly while looking up and down.

"Next time, I'll find someone to stomp you underfoot. Fang Yuhua paused slightly, then gritted his teeth again and said. Fang Yuhua was faintly afraid of Mo En's calm and indifference, so he dared to use cruel words to embolden himself.

"I'll wait. Morn still said lightly. But as he spoke, Morn slammed into his hand, and a golden light rushed into the sword. With a slight cracking sound, a stream of green qi flew out from the sword, and Fang Yuhua, who fell to the ground, spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"What are you going to do!?" Looking at Mo En, who was slowly putting away the Taiyi Immortal Sword, Fang Yuhua said with a shocked face.

"Of course, it's to expel the mark you left in the sword, don't you feel it?" Mo En squatted down, reached out and grabbed Fang Yuhua's Spirit Vine Armor, and said very calmly.

"You... ”

"According to Mo Yanshan's rules, the competition between the same door must not hurt the other party. If the weapon is damaged, the losing party is responsible for compensation. If you destroy my magic weapon, I naturally want to get compensation from you. Mo En ignored Fang Yuhua, who was trembling and angry, and calmly put his hand deep into the spirit vine armor. The golden mana in his hand rushed out again, grabbing the spirit vine armor from Fang Yuhua's body.

"Flying swords and armor are even compensation for this fight. In the future, if the senior brother wants to learn, bring some good things. Now I'm going to Liu Huazhen's lecture Putting away the spirit vine armor, Mo En no longer paid attention to Fang Yuhua, who was trembling on the ground, and walked towards the distance. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )