Taixuzi imprinted battle pictures in Mo Fan's mind, wanting him to improve his combat experience through these pictures.

However, as soon as Mo Fan saw these pictures, he was like a child seeing candy, and he couldn't put it down.

After watching one picture after another, Mo Fan looked at all the pictures in just a few minutes, just like a student studying for a while.

However, Mo Fan just finished watching all these pictures, but he didn't remember anything.

Actually, it's not that he doesn't want to remember, but that there are too many and too complicated things to remember.

However, although Mo Fan didn't remember those changing moves, he remembered how they should be used, which is the most important thing for a fighter.

Because moves are dead, people are flexible, and it's useless for you to just remember those moves, you have to know what moves to use in what situations.

Only in this way can you find your opponent's weaknesses and defeat them with one move.

If you want to know which moves to use in which situations, you have to fight a lot, and only through battles will you know what the most suitable move is.

After reading these pictures imprinted in his mind by Taixuzi, Mo Fan also raised his head, glanced at the black shadow not far from him, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

The spiritual power in his hand condensed again, forming a flying knife in his hand, and under Mo Fan's control, the flying knife gradually took shape with a trace of spiritual light, constantly rotating in Mo Fan's hand.

"Spiritual power transformation? Huang Wu Realm master!"

Seeing that the spiritual power flying knife in Mo Fan's hand was gradually taking shape, the black shadow instantly shouted.

As the sect members who often love to perform tasks outside, although they are only in the condensation realm like Mo Fan, they are often running around outside, and they have never seen anything in the world.

However, in his memory, those who could cultivate to the level of Huangwu Realm were all masters, how could they appear in such a small place.

At this time, if you just look at Mo Fan's headdress, some people will really think that he is a master of Huangwu, with white hair and dry hands, no different from those legendary masters at all.

However, as long as you observe with your heart, you will find that the aura emanating from Mo Fan's body and the aura he condensed at this time are just a minor monk of the Qi Condensation Realm.

This is why the black shadow quickly regained his expression after being shocked.

After observation, he found that although Mo Fan was able to condense the flying knife with spiritual power, the flying knife he condensed was tangible and intangible.

"Hehe, don't pretend to be an old guy, just a little monk of the third order of the Qi Condensation Realm, you can also transform into spiritual power?" The black shadow looked like he had seen through Mo Fan, and said hehe.

When the black shadow said this, Mo Fan didn't make any rebuttals, but just concentrated on condensing the knife in his hand.

It's strange to say, I don't know what to ask, after Mo Fan saw the pictures that Taixuzi gave him, he just wanted to try to see if he could use his spiritual power to condense into a weapon he wanted like on the screen.

What he didn't expect was that he actually succeeded, and he was mistaken by the black shadow for a master of Huang Wu.

However, the spiritual power required by the flying knife was completely beyond Mo Fan's imagination, and he never expected that condensing this flying knife would almost exhaust the spiritual power on Mo Fan's inner dan.

The flying knife was like an invincible hole, constantly rotating in Mo Fan's hands, and it was also constantly absorbing the spiritual power in Mo Fan's dantian.

Buzzing!

Finally, the flying knife took shape when Mo Fan's spiritual power was about to be sucked dry, and a small flying knife three inches away and one inch wide, shiny and shiny lay calmly in Mo Fan's hand.

Looking at the glowing flying knife in his hand, Mo Fan also smiled, and with a slight movement of his wrist, the flying knife spun in an instant under his control.

"Drink!"

Mo Fan shouted, his palm was stretched out, and a three-inch knife flew out of his palm, with a powerful energy, cutting through the void and pointing directly at the center of the black shadow's eyebrows.

Seeing that Mo Fan controlled the flying knife to attack him, the black shadow did not dare to slack off, and a five-foot-long sword instantly appeared in his hand, and the sword slashed lightly in the black shadow's hand.

Suddenly, a fiery red spiritual power flew out of the sword, with a trace of flames, like a fire dragon, to meet Mo Fan's flying knife.

The flying knife that Mo Fan sacrificed was like a big killing weapon, destroying the air and blasting it out.

Boom!

The flying knife and the fire dragon met in the void, like two ancient beasts, with the breath of annihilation, and no one spared anyone.

"This!"

In mid-air, they all showed surprised eyes, they never thought that this old man, who was just a little minion in their eyes, would be able to fight a draw with the black shadow.

And looking at the posture of the flying knife that Mo Fan sacrificed, there was a feeling of mastering the overall situation.

Just now, he was shocked by the black shadow and flew out upside down, spitting blood from his mouth, who would have thought that in the next second, Mo Fan would be able to emerge with such a powerful combat power.

Exiting, Zhu Jiansheng, who was standing aside and watching the battle, was also a little unable to sit still at this time, what was the origin of this old man who was brought here by him to find the treasure, not only could he take a few moves under the black shadow.

Now since he can fight a draw with the Black Shadow just by sacrificing a throwing knife, if he is sacrificing something else, then we won't have to play.

"No, I can't let him be so arrogant, what is the way to subdue this guy?" Zhu Jiansheng carried a big head, thinking constantly.

"Oh, yes, that little ruffian. Suddenly, Zhu Jiansheng seemed to remember something, and hurriedly spread his legs and ran towards the outside of the compound.

However, Zhu Jiansheng was destined to be disappointed, after all, long before the war, those people at the gate were all dealt with.

However, at this time, except for Mo Fan, no one here should know everything outside.

It's time to let them know, or the game won't be playable.

Seeing Zhu Jiansheng running towards the gate, he knew what he was going to do, but Mo Fan had no intention of stopping him, so he let Zhu Jiansheng leave the compound.

Bang bang!

In the void, after Mo Fan's flying knife collided with the fire dragon, under Mo Fan's control, he fought with the fire dragon in the air.

Both the flying knife and the fire dragon are transformed by spiritual power, but the difference is that Mo Fan's flying knife came from him directly transformed with spiritual power, while the fire dragon was cut by the black shadow using the long sword in his hand.

The flying knife and the fire dragon quickly fought together in the air, and in an instant, they exchanged dozens or even hundreds of firefights.

It's just that every confrontation takes place between lightning and flint, which is difficult to see.

The flying knife overwhelmed the fire dragon in the void, but Mo Fan, who was standing on the ground at this time, had a bitter face, and no one could understand better than him whether this kind of battle was killing people or committing suicide.

Mo Fan injected spiritual power into the flying knife again and again, and until now, in his dantian, the inner pill the size of a soybean had dried up.

But now Mo Fan must not let go, because he knows that if anyone loses the battle first at this time, the opponent's attack will pierce his heart.

Therefore, even if his spiritual power was exhausted, Mo Fan couldn't let go.

Gritting his teeth, he lifted his strength again and transmitted the last spiritual power.

Mo Fan suffered in spiritual power because of his low realm, but on the other side, the black shadow was not easy, and the black veil covering his face had already been soaked.

It seems that this battle team is not so easy for him.

In this way, Mo Fan and the black shadow are consuming like this, no one will let anyone, and no one can defeat anyone.

At this time, several other black shadows in mid-air were also surprised, before this Mo Fan punched Zhu Jiansheng away, in their opinion, it was no accident at all, after all, Zhu Jiansheng was just a small character who had just stepped into condensation.

But after that, whether it was Mo Fan and the Black Shadow Fist Competition, or the current spiritual power competition, Mo Fan's strength should not be underestimated.

"Hehe, this old man is a little interesting, he can make the fifth man exert all his strength. ”

"Hehe, use all your strength, I don't think so. If I'm not mistaken, the old five has done his best, and as long as the old man is holding out for two minutes, I'm sure the old five will lose. ”

"What? It can't be. ”

"Well, I think this old man is also a junior monk of the third order of the Qi Condensation Realm, and that will be the opponent of the fifth order of the fifth order of the old five. ”

Several dark shadows in the air were expressing their opinions, but except for one of them, who said that their brother would be defeated, everyone else looked at Mo Fan with colored glasses.

In their opinion, a third-order minor monk could never be compared to someone who surpassed his two small realms.

However, they seem to have forgotten one thing, that is, in battle, in addition to cultivation, there are many things that can determine victory or defeat.

"Drink!"

Just as they were discussing, Mo Fan shouted, his spiritual power exploded again, and he pushed out with both hands.

Mo Fan didn't know how much force he used, and the spiritual power that was pushed out at this time was like a big dragon pouring into the flying knife with a roaring sound.

Buzz, buzz!

The moment the spiritual power poured into the flying knife, the flying knife couldn't withstand the spiritual power that Mo Fan suddenly poured into, and kept shaking in the void.

With the replenishment of spiritual power, the flying knife also began to burst out, with powerful destructive power, piercing through the fire dragon sacrificed by the black shadow and flying towards the black shadow.

Thundered!

The fire dragon was pierced by the flying knife and exploded in the void, like a *, blowing up the void and affecting others in mid-air.

Hit by the aftermath of the fire dragon's explosion, everyone hurriedly covered their eyes with their hands.

Sting!

Just when everyone was trying to avoid the aftermath, a flying knife also pierced the throat of the black shadow with a thick spiritual power.

Pierced through the throat by a flying knife, the black image was stunned by something, and his eyes opened wide, staring at Mo Fan opposite.

At the moment when he was about to fall, the black shadow stretched out a hand, trying to grasp something, but the hand was in the air, and the hand was clenched tightly, but there was nothing in the hand.

Until he fell, he didn't understand what was going on, and he was stabbed in the throat by Mo Fan's flying knife.

Dead inexplicably.

Boom!

The black shadow was stabbed through the throat by Mo Fan's flying knife, and before he could speak, he fell.

The black shadow that fell down was like no one, and the only thing that could be found on him was a tiny blood mark on his throat.