Shi Yuyuan keenly observed the Motu Knife in Mo Fan's hand, and then looked at his palm and said with a smile: "It seems that Feng Ling's coercion is really important!"

Although Shi Yuyuan's own Feng Ling coercion is unmatched, he understands very well that Shi Lingchen's Xuan Ling power cultivation is his weakness, even if his own Feng Ling coercion is strong, it is easy for others to use the coercion of Xuan Ling Power to offset the coercion he exudes.

In fact, it's not that Shi Lingchen's talent is not good, his cultivation talent is also second to none. In a year's time, he directly jumped from the early stage of the Spirit Realm to the late stage of the Spirit Realm, and he didn't rely on anything, just pure cultivation, and this kind of cultivation speed was not something that ordinary geniuses had.

"Yin Spirit Thorn!"

Mo Fan said in a low voice, and then there was a visible black gas lingering on the tip of the Mo Tu knife, and the breath was very cold and dangerous.

Immediately, Mo Fan rushed forward quickly towards Shennong Miao'er, and the Motu knife pointed directly at Miao'er's left chest.

Seeing Mo Fan's swift offensive, the corners of her mouth on one side were slightly hooked, and she said contemptuously: "It seems that your son has still trained some basic combat methods!"

Immediately, Miao'er used the Soul Flame to turn into a green flame sword, and then held the green flame sword in her hand and stabbed at Mo Fan.

Shi Yuyuan saw that Miao'er didn't use any secret methods, but only used the transformation talent of the Cangsheng Spirit Flame, so he secretly sighed in his heart: "Miao'er is really too proud!

"Khooth. ”

There was a crisp sound, and the tips of the blades of the two weapons touched.

Immediately, a wave of Xuan Ling Qi that was not very big swept away, and when Shi Yuyuan and the two family members saw it, they immediately used their Xuan Ling Power to protect themselves from the difficulties. Shi Yuyuan knew that Miao'er had the upper hand in the move just now, because he saw that in the wave of mystical power just now, Miao'er's mystical power was mixed more, mainly because Mofan's mystical power was wiped out by Miao'er, so it could be seen that Miao'er had the advantage in Miao'er's battle just now.

"This stinky woman is so hard to deal with. ”

Mo Fan retreated from the fight, keeping a safe distance from Shennong Miao'er, and then spat out a mouthful of saliva and scolded secretly. He has already understood Miao'er's strength and has already understood the distance between himself and this stinky woman, but the words have been thrown, the gentleman has made a promise, even if the difference in strength is big, he can only bite the bullet, otherwise if it spreads, he will not gain a foothold in Xitu or the city, a dignified son of the Green Leaf Villa can't beat a woman, how ugly.

Although it is nothing to be defeated by a woman who is stronger than yourself, this is some so-called prejudice.

Immediately, Mo Fan rushed towards Miao'er again, and quickly came to Miao'er's side, and then turned his hand, picked up the Motu knife in his hand, and waved it at Miao'er's white neck. This time, he didn't have any secret methods, but just used his own mystical power to enhance the Motu knife in his hand. Miao Er leaned the long sword in her hand in front of her to resist Mo Fan's attack. Miao Er didn't seem to want to attack, but was playing with Mo Fan as if he were a plaything.

When Shi Lingchen saw Mo Fan's useless offensive, he shook his head helplessly, and sighed at Mo Fan's stupid behavior: "For the pride of my heart, it is ridiculous to do such a stupid act of not using a secret method to Miao'er, who is already angry. People who know how to bow their heads are often more terrible than those who can only raise their heads. ”

When Mo Fan saw that his attack was ineffective, he became angry, and he made a more aggressive attack with the Motu knife in his hand than before.

Sweeping, stabbing, chopping, teasing, no matter how fast and smooth Mo Fan's attacks are, Shennong Miaoer can always make the next move in advance faster than him and make a perfect defense. Let Mo Fan's attack hit his long sword every time, and he can't attack himself.

These are all taught by Miao'er's grandfather, and she used to fight against her grandfather. Although Miao'er is often not as good as Miao'er's grandfather, her own body skills, swordsmanship, or others are already proficient in everything, and it is enough to deal with some small miscellaneous things.

"The offensive is disorganized, impetuous, stay away from me. Miao'er finished cracking Mo Fan's offensive one by one, and said coldly to Mo Fan.

"Green from the Fire Moon!"

Miao'er no longer has the patience to play with Mo Fan. After saying this, the sword swept directly, and a green flame emanated from the long sword, showing a perfect arc and hitting Mo Fan's body directly.

Mo Fan, who was hit by Miao'er's move, flew out directly and quickly, and rolled on the ground a few times, directly into a pool full of lotus leaves.

"Young master, young master. ”

After witnessing the fiasco of their young master, the two family members hurriedly chased after him, and immediately fished Mo Fan up from the pool.

At this time, Mo Fan had already fainted, and the white clothes that were originally white without any dirt were already covered with mud, and there was a scorch mark in the place where Miao'er Green was hit by the fire moon, and he looked very embarrassed.

When Shi Yuyuan saw it, he also hurriedly came to Miao'er's side, and asked Miao'er a little worriedly, "You're not dead, are you?"

"What if you die, it's not a pity for this kind of person to die. ”

When Shi Yuyuan heard this, his golden eyes immediately enlarged, and he looked at Miao'er in disbelief. He was wondering why this eldest sister was so light and heavy, and casually beat a person to death.

Shennong Miao'er saw Shi Yuyuan's stupid expression, and said again: "Don't worry, I'll keep my hand." ”

At this moment, the two family members had already lifted the ink fan and fled far away, and shouted to Shennong Miao'er and Shi Yuyuan at a corner: "You guys wait for me!"

Shennong Miao'er heard the last cries of the two family members, and didn't care, but turned around and walked towards his house, ready to rest. On the contrary, Shi Yuyuan, who was obviously higher than Shennong Miao'er's cultivation, seemed a little cowardly, he stayed where he was, and said a little like crying without tears: "If you want to come, come quickly! Don't make Lingchen come back after he wakes up." ”

Shi Yuyuan's words still have a little truth, he is not worried that Mo Fan will "complain" to his father, because he has no face to complain at all.

If Mo Fan called people, with his cultivation level among people of the same age, he could confidently carry them and beat them, and he didn't need any help from Miao'er at all. But after Shi Lingchen woke up, he couldn't, because after Lingchen woke up, he wanted the dominance of Shi Lingchen's body to be returned to Shi Lingchen, and he would enter a period of dormancy. And at that time, Shi Lingchen's cultivation of Xuan Lingchen's spiritual power was about to return to the previous level, and with the cultivation of Shi Lingchen now, he couldn't control what happened after that.