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"Hmph, stinky boy, this Nine Broken Xuanyang Gong is the killer of this seat, Jian never shows people easily, and today you are defeated by its hands, so it is cheap for you." Homeopathically, three red giant palms slapped in succession in the direction where Mo Yan was imprisoned.

Beads of sweat kept rolling down Mo Yan's forehead. Buddy, do you have to fight to the death, and in this case, Mo Mou will no longer keep his hand" The same trace of thunder surged out from Mo Yan's dantian and spread along his torso, and soon poured into Mo Yan's double pupils.

Immediately after that, one after another, the finger-thick thunderbolts poured out from Mo Yan's dantian part one after another, and his chest was soon covered with Mo Yan's entire right arm holding the sword.' An unusually anthropomorphic chant completely broke the silence of the room, and it came from the sword of the dancing sand in Mo Yan's hand.

"Spiritual Weapon."" Impossible."" That's not true." Obviously, the sword of the wild sand is dancing with such a spiritual chants, which completely subverts the cognition of a group of young and handsome people in the underworld.After all, the difference between the spirit treasure and the magic weapon is obvious.The magic weapon is a dead thing after all, without the blessing of the monk, it is impossible to have any power.And the spirit treasure is different.After all, its internal space contains the spirit of the instrument.Even if it lacks the control of the monk, it can meet the enemy alone.Of course, there is also a kind of magic weapon that cultivates itself into a refined and becomes a wisdom existence like a human being.Of course, in today's great changes in the laws of heaven and earth, such a strange thing is not to mention a group of young people whose cultivation is still shallow, and even Kahima and other high-level leaders of the underworld of the older generation are unthinkable about this.

Obviously, everyone underestimated this treasure in Mo Yan's hand.For the first time, since Mo Yan and Lorenzo fought each other, this was the first time that the surrounding onlookers no longer showed contempt and pity for Mo Yan.After all, not everyone has such an opportunity to obtain such a treasure.Even if Mo Yan was defeated this time, it was worthy of the envy of the onlookers.

In fact, Mo Yan had already had the intention of retreating.Before the two sides had a real fire.Each took a step back.At most, Mo Yan said frankly admitting defeat.Lorenzo had face.Mo Yan had plums.Both were happy, and no one suffered.However, this guy actually intensified and poked out three huge red giant palms one after another.According to previous experience.Once these three palms are beaten, the strength must be several times or even more than ten times the previous one.For a while, whether they can resist it is really hard to say.The best result is nothing more than a mouthful of blood spurting out, and the embarrassed defeat.Obviously, Mo Yan, who is proud in his heart, can't accept such an ending that is doomed to failure arranged by othersAccording to Moyan's consistent temperament, since he can't accept it, he doesn't need to accept it.

"Old guy, you're too procrastinating, in that case, Mo is no longer polite." The sword of the Dancing Wild Sand groaned softly, like a horn of attack, instantly extremely eye-catching, stimulating the belligerent factor in Mo Yan's body.The crazy thunder kept surging from within the dantian, and instantly covered the entire arm holding the sword and the sword of the dancing mad sand.The thunder flickered.I saw Mo Yan's right hand raised high.The thunder silk covered in the two eyes flickered like a whirlpool, flickered wildly, and rushed out, converging in a straight line in mid-air, and rushing straight into the sky.Suddenly, there was a burst of lightning and thunder over the entire battle space.A huge whirlpool rolled and leaped in the sky.‘ Boom, just as everyone was watching the vision in the sky, an arm-thick bolt of lightning rolled down from the sky and converged into the tip of the sword above Mo Yan's arm.

'Poof' a muffled sound remembered. The sword was mixed with the might of the tiger and the tiger, and slashed towards Lorenzo with a posture of splitting the wind and waves.

"What the hell is this weird exercise, and how is it so difficult?" Obviously, the power of the other party's Nine Broken Xuanyang Gong is far beyond Mo Yan's imagination.Even if the Thunder God Decisive and the Gathering Spirit Palms wave in unison, it is against the ordinary infant cultivator, and after a palm, it must make the opponent only seriously injured and escape.

At the same time that Mo Yan lamented the strangeness of Lorenzo's exercises, why didn't Lorenzo sigh in his heart that Mo Yan was amazing." I am afraid that if you really want to be at the same level, it may not be possible for you to advance smoothly in the middle stage of infant training, I am afraid that the armor and stomach of this seat may not be able to prevent you.

Just as everyone was amazed, three huge red palms popped out from Lorenzo one after another, and fell towards Gaia in the direction where Mo Yan was standing. What is he going to do."" He's crazy, and if this continues, the Chinese monk will die." Obviously, Lorenzo's giant palms swung out one after another are based on the characteristics of the Nine Stages Xuanyang Gong.Under such blessings, I am afraid that it is a single round of strong mana, and at this time, it is a monk in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, and it is probably quite a headache to encounter it.

After all, Mo Yan has forced Lorenzo to the point where he is so desperate to shoot with all his strength that he has proved his impeccable strength to everyone present. Everyone has reason to believe that he will fight at the same levelEveryone will never have the slightest disdain and disdain because he took the initiative to admit defeat.This is the respect that the strong man brings to everyone's heart.Obviously, Mo Yan's performance today has been done.It is also worthy of everyone's respect.

Just when the three red giant palms waved and slapped at Mo Yan, who was still standing on the spot and still did not react in the slightest, a charming figure hidden in the void was about to take a step forward to relieve the siege, but was pulled by a suddenly stretched out palm. Sect Master.This is a duel between men.To be honest, I admire your lover.If it weren't for the big gap in cultivation, I'm afraid I would have to ask for advice or two.Sect Master, please rest assured.In the next place, it seems that Mo Yan Daoyou has not used all his strength.It is still unknown who will win or lose.Please be patient and wait a little longer," Simon glanced back, seeing Malko, the second-ranked master of the younger generation of the underworld who claimed to be second only to Grosso's strength, and said with a determined face. Is he really as good as he says, and I'm looking forward to it."

And at the same time, Mo Yan, whose eyes were full of thunder, was also full of thoughts." Do you really want to work so hard.This is already close to the tenth palm.I'm afraid that the full palm of the monk in the early stage of the idle god is just that.You are a real fire.You want Mo's life.Okay.Since Brother Tai is so aggressive, and he takes victory and defeat so seriously, don't blame Mo for not giving you a chance.Victory and defeat are in this move."

Mo Yan moved.In the surprised gaze of the Chinese people, he moved.But instead of abandoning the sword and admitting defeat.But taking out a folding fan from the storage bag he carried.Yes, it was the one that he snatched when he fought against Ava's descendants in India, and after Mo Yan invested a lot of cherished materials and personally sacrificed the power, he didn't know how many times deeper than before, and naturally it was not the same, and it could be said to be a brand new one.

Under Mo Yan's mental control, the mini fan, which was originally only the size of a palm, instantly became the same size as Mo Yan's entire body. Mo Yan's eyes were resolutely staring at the direction where Lorenzo was standing in front of him.

And at this time, in the gray mist space, a black and a white yin and yang two qi surged out from within Mo Yan's dantian, turning into a huge black and white hand in Mo Yan's chest, grasping the thunder mang, the electric wire, and the dancing sand sword covering the entire sword body, and slashed towards the void. With a whoosh, a sword slashed off some kind of secret connection between the imprisoned Mo Yan's body and Lorenzo.

Immediately after that, the black and white big hand was like a bamboo, and under Mo Yan's overcontrol, he cut off the three huge red palms that swung from Lorenzo one after another.A sword slashed at Lorenzo, who was terrified.And the other party just felt as if he had encountered a huge whirlpool.Endless his own mana was sucked away by the other party.And he couldn't raise the slightest chance of mana to fight back.He was slashed by the other party, and the red armor stomach defense that surrounded him that he thought was incomparably thick and tough.But when the sword covered with the sword of Thunder was about to fall in his frightened gaze, he cut his head and cut his own head, but his own life came to an abrupt end.It was taken back by Mo YanIn an instant, the thunder dissipated, and the two qi of yin and yang also surged back to the dantian.

The crowd watching the battle on the periphery only vaguely saw and heard a burst of lightning and thunder, thunder and lightning in the gray mist battle group, and a strange roar from Lorenzo.

"Win." The crowd still muttered in disbelief.

"Really won." Turning his head to Malko, he glanced at Malko quite strangely, without any words, and disappeared into the void, "Old fellow, it seems that this grandson-in-law of yours is not simple, the power of the bloodline of this seat has awakened, I am afraid that this black and white qi is also a great exercise, if there is a chance, I will really meet this little guy named Mo Yan." Malko looked back in the direction of the Stygian Mountain, turned and stepped into the void, and disappeared without a trace.