Facing Mo Yan, the super powerhouse ranked second on the Sky Splitting List, Ge Yuansen took a deep breath, and then his eyes became fierce.

Although he knew that he was not Mo Yan's opponent, but as a top-ranked master, Ge Yuansen also had his own pride, and it was absolutely impossible to retreat without a fight. Moreover, this level of confrontation is not in danger of life, and it is also a rare experience for oneself, and the opportunity is also extremely rare. On weekdays, a master like Mo Yan rarely fights with others.

The arms were spread, and the pure spiritual power surged out from the palms, turning into two green thorns covered with sharp spikes on the surface, leaving clear traces in the void between the dances. After landing, it is also like a living thing, wandering, quite bizarre.

Invisible fluctuations quietly spread along the ground, and as soon as Ge Yuansen's arm moved, a thorn vine was like a spiritual snake coming out of a hole, leaving an afterimage in the air, and from an extremely tricky angle, it shot out towards the ink rock. The sharp sound of breaking the air also reached everyone's ears at the same time.

Ge Yuansen clearly knew how tricky his opponent Mo Yan was, so as soon as he made a move, he didn't have the slightest reservation and launched a fierce offensive.

In just a distance of more than ten zhang, in an instant, the green wattle vine crossed a strange arc in mid-air, and drew towards Moyan's vest.

Mo Yan's mountain-like figure didn't move at all, his right arm was raised, and in a crisp clash, the thorn vine slammed into his arm.

"Huh!" The spiritual power Jing Teng seemed to have spirituality, and as soon as he pulled Mo Yan's arm, it spread down like a poisonous snake, instantly entangled his entire arm.

At the same time, Ge Yuansen's other arm shook suddenly, and the thorn vine also flashed out. However, in the process of stabbing, the thorn vine, which was originally not much thicker than a finger, turned into a spiritual power spear the thickness of an arm.

The tip of the spear, under the illumination of the sun, flashed with a dazzling cold light, and the sharp energy directly tore the air, with terrifying power, straight to Mo Yan's chest.

"Wood Spirit Demon Spear!"

The sound of low shouting came from Ge Yuansen's throat, and an astonishing fluctuation of spiritual power also emanated from the spiritual power spear.

With the spear stabbing out, everyone could see that Ge Yuansen had completely exploded his combat power. After all, what he was facing was the best among Nanyuan's disciples.

The speed of the spiritual power spear, compared to the previous spiritual power thorn vine, was obviously several times faster, and in a flash, it had already appeared in front of Mo Yan.

In the field, there are only a dozen people who can capture the trajectory of the spear, and many people just feel that it is a flower in front of them.

Just as the spiritual power spear was about to pierce through Mo Yan's body, the latter's left arm also seemed to be slowly raised, and his palm was clenched into a fist, and it immediately burst out.

The fierce spiritual power formed a spiral in front of the fist, and then slammed into the spiritual power spear. The bright light of spiritual power, like the sun shining in the sky, burst out.

The ferocious force directly smashed the oncoming spear, turned it into a puff of turquoise light, and dissipated. Then a condensed spiritual power group like a cannonball blasted towards Ge Yuansen on the opposite side.

The astonishing force pressed the air in front of him into a deep concave arc, with a thunderous whistling sound. That kind of momentum is extremely shocking.

Seeing the spiritual power group coming towards him, Ge Yuansen's face changed slightly, and then his body moved sideways like electricity, dodging to the side. At the same time, the five fingers of the palm flicked continuously, and the brilliant green luster shot out like a torrential rain, enveloping the whole body of the black rock.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Mo Yan snorted coldly, and the right arm that was entangled by the spiritual power thorn vine suddenly exerted force, and suddenly the already bulging muscles on his arm surged again, and a terrifying force broke out instantly, and with the shock of his arm, the spiritual power thorn vine entrenched on it broke inch by inch and turned into nothingness.

After breaking free from the shackles of the thorn vine, Mo Yan's eyes flashed coldly, his hands bent into claws, and waved crosswise in front of him, and faintly, several invisible strong winds flashed out, meeting the green brilliance on the opposite side.

A series of metallic clashes rang out, and the two forces collided head-on in midair, finally canceling each other out and becoming invisible.

In the distance, Mo Zhiyao, who was watching the battle intently, saw this, and the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank slightly. With his eyesight, he could immediately see that in this battle, Mo Yan did not use any of his own spiritual power at all, relying on his own physical strength!

"This guy's physical strength is even stronger than that Sha Kun of the North Mountain Pavilion!" Mo Zhiyao was a little surprised in his heart, what he was good at was the strength of his physical body, and he didn't expect that the physical strength of this Moyan was so terrifying.

"It's really worthy of being a veteran powerhouse in Nanyuan, and it's really not a fuel-efficient lamp. Mo Zhiyao's face also showed a hint of surprise.

"This ink rock cultivates the spiritual power of earth and stone, and the power of the physical body is extremely strong. Back then, he went out to practice, and he also met the disciples of Beishan Pavilion, and after a vicious fight, he brutally defeated the opponent who specialized in the flesh head-on, and beat the other party to flee in embarrassment, and in the end, if it wasn't for the other disciples of Beishan Pavilion who rushed to help in time when he heard the news, that kid would have been beaten to death by Mo Yan. Moreover, even if the other party was outnumbered, he didn't dare to retaliate in the face of Mo Yan, so he could only flee in disgrace. The white evil on the side also said with a solemn face at this moment.

"Oh?" Mo Zhiyao was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect that Mo Yan would have such an impressive record, and at the same time, his heart was also moved. "Moyan and Beishan Pavilion also had conflicts?"

"It's not that there was a conflict, it's that Mo Yan specifically asked the disciples of Beishan Pavilion to start. Bai Xie frowned, and his voice became extremely low.

"Specifically looking for the disciples of Beishan Pavilion, why?" Mo Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

"Actually, you see that Mo Yan seemed to be targeting you in the arena at the beginning, but it was not. He's interested in you, and he should have a good impression of you. Bai Xie did not directly answer Mo Zhiyao's question, but changed the topic and started anew.

"Have a good impression of me?" Mo Zhiyao touched his nose, and the doubt on his face became a little stronger.

"Mo Yan has a big brother named Mo Xing. Speaking of this Moxing, but the old man of Nanyuan, I have only seen him a few times at the beginning. Bai Xie's gaze turned, looking at the ink rock in the field, and his voice became a little muffled.

"Mo Xing was the first person to be a well-deserved disciple of Nanyuan back then, and his cultivation strength was stronger than the current Senior Sister Hongyan, and he was only one step away from being able to advance to the Sevenfold Transformation Realm. You must know that Senior Brother Moxing back then was not yet thirty years old. ”

"Less than thirty years old, just one step away from being able to advance to the realm of metamorphosis?" Mo Zhiyao suddenly had a thick look of horror on his face when he heard this, and he looked at Bai Xie in disbelief.

There are countless monks who can be promoted to the realm of metamorphosis in the Southern Regions, and they are not rare. But those monks are quite old, and with Mo Zhiyao's understanding, generally speaking, being able to be promoted to the realm of metamorphosis around the age of fifty is already an amazing talent that belongs to that kind of talent and demon.

Like Ling Hongxuan, he looks extremely young on the surface, but in fact, he is almost forty years old, which was inadvertently revealed by Master Yu Yao once. And until now, Mo Zhiyao only knew that Ling Hongxuan should be about to step into the realm of metamorphosis, whether he was successfully promoted or not, or not.

Moreover, the sevenfold metamorphosis realm is a watershed, don't look at the many disciples in Nanyuan now, there are not a few people who have reached the realm of Hedao, but those who can be promoted to the realm of metamorphosis are not an exaggeration to describe it as a thousand without one.

The realm of metamorphosis, but the essence of one's own life is fundamentally transformed, and once it is successfully promoted, it is an otherworldly existence. Under the metamorphosis, they are all ants, that's not just talking.

Mo Zhiyao killed Panshan at the beginning, and Elder Bian fled, because both of them had just been promoted to the metamorphosis realm, and their cultivation had not yet been completely stabilized, strictly speaking, they were not even in the early stage of the metamorphosis of a single pattern. Moreover, Mo Zhiyao also took advantage of the power of the void-level spirit treasure, coupled with the chaos trick given by the mysterious Nanyuan Yuan Lord, he could have such a record, otherwise he would not be able to escape death.

And even if they are extremely talented, such as Bai Xie and that brother Shu Hongyan, Mo Yan and others, although if nothing else, they can all be promoted to the realm of metamorphosis, but it will take another ten years or so before it is possible to reach that step.

And that Senior Brother Moxing, who was less than thirty years old, had such an achievement, even if he was arrogant with Mo Zhiyao's heart, he had to sincerely feel admiration.

At that time, Senior Brother Mo Xing was only one last step away, which was to be able to successfully promote to the Sevenfold Metamorphosis, and in order to be able to break through, he went out alone to experience and find a glimmer of opportunity in the dark. ”

"And at that time, Senior Brother Moxing's fame was already extremely great, and even the other three great sects knew that our Nanyuan had such a demon who defended the sky. ”

"As for the relationship between the four great sects, you must have heard of it now, right?" Bai Xie turned his head to look at Mo Zhiyao and said.

Mo Zhiyao nodded when he heard this, the competition between the four great sects was extremely fierce, far from being as peaceful as it seemed on the surface, otherwise the three of Shakun would not have chased Jun Ziqian and them to death. And after introducing Mo Zhiyao and Elder Bian respectively, a shocking battle broke out directly.

"The four great sects are extremely bloody and fierce in competition with each other, don't look at our Nanyuan is the head of the four great sects on the surface, but for the other three major sects, there is not much deterrence. ”

"And in the cultivation realm, it was originally a mutual killing, today you are respected, and he will be crowned king tomorrow. Within the Southern Regions, between the four great sects, this is even more so. They are all thinking about how to weaken each other's strength and become the real overlord of the Southern Regions. ”

"Therefore, for Senior Brother Mo Xing, a demonic talent who defies the sky to the extreme, the other three major sects have not made any movement on the surface, but secretly, they have been deliberately trying to get rid of it as soon as possible. ”