Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Chapter 122 Showdown, Stop Pretending

Looking at Tian Buque's hand grabbing her chest, Nie Ying could no longer control the expression on her face, and gradually became filled with despair.

The already beautiful face was even more charming, which greatly satisfied Tian Buque's perverted psychology and made his animalistic nature flourish.

This scene was naturally captured in the mind of Mo Fan, who was always covered by his spiritual consciousness.

Seeing that it was too late for him to rush to Nie Ying before she was violated, the last trace of reason in his heart was completely broken by anger.

All he could think about was killing, and he wanted to kill!Kill everyone! !
"burn--"

A wave of spiritual power that alarmed the monks for dozens of miles around erupted from Mo Fan in vain.

Two arm-thick shrill rays of light suddenly shot out from in front of his eyes.

In an instant, all objects that blocked the divine light were completely penetrated.

Whether it was the monks from the Yue Kingdom or the six demonic sects, wherever the divine light passed, everything turned into ashes.

Even the air in the middle was dissolved, forming a brief vacuum.

Just when Tian Buque's palm was only an inch away from Nie Ying's chest, the blazing light swept past him under the control of Mo Fan.

Under the powerful destructive power of the divine light, Tian Buque was instantly reduced to ashes before he even had time to scream.

Ever since Mo Fan showed off his divine light, Buque was killed in Tian Bu Que, but it was just a flash of lightning.

At this time, the Jindan monks above noticed the movement here one after another.

After feeling the violent fluctuations of spiritual power, they were all shocked.

There is actually No. 3 half-step Nascent Soul here!

"That's...Junior Brother Yu?"

Li Huayuan looked at Mo Fan's back from a distance. He was surprised and felt a little strange at the same time.

Is this still the low-key junior brother he knew before?
Now his body has transformed, and his body, which obviously does not look tall, actually feels like he is standing tall on the sky and on the earth at this moment.

Especially the aura that looked down upon the world and dominated the mountains and rivers made his blood boil with excitement.

This is how we monks should be!
Naturally, Li Huayuan was not the only one who was surprised. Hong Fu, who was closer, felt it more clearly than Li Huayuan.

When Mo Fan cast his divine light, she faintly sensed the danger of death.

This means that it is not difficult for Mo Fan to kill her.

The moment he thought of this, Hongfu felt his scalp numb.

Because she remembered her previous attitude towards Mo Fan.

Especially the time at Spirit Beast Mountain, fortunately she held back and did not take action, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Mo Fan didn't know what everyone was thinking, and he didn't have time to think about it at this time.

He turned his eyes and blasted the remaining Hehuan Sect foundation-building disciples next to Nie Ying and Nie Ying like a cannon hitting mosquitoes.

This group of people were frightened the moment Tian Buque was killed.

Without any resistance, he was directly vaporized by the scolding divine light, leaving no trace.

If it weren't for the violent spiritual energy fluctuations that still remain around, everyone might mistakenly think that this group of people didn't exist here.

Until then, the two girls, Nie Ying and Chen Qiaoqian, who were trapped by the mesh magic weapon, finally reacted.

Looking up at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the sky.

Their previous intuition was not wrong. It was not that he was afraid to join the battle, but that he had changed his identity to guard them.

After clearing out all the Hehuan Sect disciples around the two girls, Mo Fan gradually calmed down his inner anger.

At this time, there was no need to hide anything. He smiled bitterly, and his face and body shape changed, returning to their original appearance.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked again. The man with a monkey face turned into a rich and handsome middle-aged man.

Obviously he had not changed his clothes at all, but now in the eyes of everyone, he felt like his clothes were fluttering.

At this moment, the entire battle group's eyes unconsciously gathered over and fell on the powerful and handsome man.

They have seen many monks with strong cultivation, and there is also no shortage of handsome and extraordinary people.

But there are very few people who can combine the two.

Today, they were lucky enough to witness it.

"It's him!"

A male cultivator who was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment in the Yellow Maple Valley camp was so shocked that his eyes widened when he saw Mo Fan's face clearly.

"Senior Brother Wang, do you know this Senior Uncle?"

The other Huang Maple Valley disciples beside the male cultivator looked curiously at the cultivator named Wang who exclaimed.

"It should be called Uncle Mo. I personally led him to get started more than ten years ago. At that time, Uncle Mo had just entered the thirteenth level of Qi Refining. I didn't expect that it only took more than ten years."

The male cultivator surnamed Wang recounted with an envious look.

"More than ten years ago, it was still the thirteenth level of Qi Refining? Is it true?" The other Huang Maple Valley disciples beside him asked with doubts on their faces.

"It should be true. Uncle Mo also participated in the blood ban trial that year."

Another male cultivator in the early stage of foundation building looked up at Mo Fan in the sky with the same complex eyes, filled with emotions in his heart.

This person was the lucky person who participated in the blood ban trial at the same time as Mo Fan and finally came out alive.

Looking at the person who was only one level higher than me in cultivation back then, has now grown into a being that I look up to, I feel mixed emotions in my heart.

"In more than ten years, you have advanced from the Qi Refining stage to half a step to Nascent Soul?" Everyone looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

Of course, there is also greed hidden deep inside.

Don't talk about them, even fools know at this time that it is absolutely impossible for a normal person to advance from the Qi Refining Stage to the Nascent Soul in just a dozen years.

He must have obtained some incredible treasure!
Unfortunately, this was not something they, the foundation-building disciples, could covet. Looking at the group of golden elixir monks in the sky, they could only suppress the greed in their hearts.

Even this group of foundation-building monks discovered it, so naturally the group of golden elixir monks above would not be kept in the dark.

Soon the golden elixir monk above made a move.

Even the two half-step Nascent Soul cultivators who were fighting fiercely gradually subsided.

Obviously, they also heard the discussions of the Huang Maple Valley disciples.

"Old Monster Qiong, how about you and I working together to take down this person? Then the treasure will be divided equally." The half-step Nascent Soul of the Hehuan Sect was the first to speak.

"Wu Daoyou, am I really stupid for being an old man?" Old Monster Qiong smiled disdainfully.

"Old Monster Qiong, you must think clearly. Your end is coming soon. This treasure can help a disciple in the Qi Refining Stage advance to the half-step Nascent Soul in just a dozen years. Maybe it can help you." How about breaking through this level?"

The half-step Nascent Soul of the Hehuan Sect still refused to give up and persuaded.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, it's better to give up on this. This person is a monk from my country, Yue. I can't do anything to the old man."

When the time limit was mentioned, Old Monster Qiong's eyes flashed, but in the end he firmly refused.

Putting aside whether the man had any treasures on him, it was hard to say whether he could grab the treasures.

What's more, there are hundreds of monks here, and the number of Guangjindan monks reaches dozens.

If he snatches the alliance's treasures today, I'm afraid tomorrow the Yuanying Ancestor of the Hidden Moon Sect will personally kill his relatives.

Although the treasure is good, you must have a life to enjoy it.Seeing the old monster Qiong refused, the half-step Nascent Soul monk from the Hehuan Sect had no choice but to give up.

With the old monster Qiong here, he was not confident that he could snatch the treasure from the other half-step Nascent Soul.

However, the old monster Qiong restrained his inner greed, and the remaining golden elixir monks were gone.

I saw many golden elixir monks with strong self-restraint and strong fighting ability, calmly and slowly approaching.

Seeing this situation, Mo Fan dismissed it and even hoped in his heart that everyone would take action against him.

If you kill this group of people again, it will be considered a counter-kill and will not reduce the probability of extraction.

This time he has exposed his hidden strength and it is impossible to stay any longer.

He must leave the front line immediately, leave Tiannan and go to Chaotic Star Sea before the Nascent Soul stage monks know the situation or make up their minds to take action.

Therefore, at this time, he had already made a plan in his mind to kill a few more Golden Core cultivators later.

Even if only part of his cultivation can be extracted later, it will be enough to push his cultivation to the realm of golden elixir perfection.

Having made a decision in his heart, Mo Fan ignored the group of people and turned into a ray of light and flew towards the two women.

"We thought you, the heartless man, had really abandoned us."

After being released by Mo Fan from the meshed magic weapon, Nie Ying and Chen Qiaoqian's tense heartstrings relaxed, and their eyes suddenly turned red.

"I'm really leaving this time. How about it? Do you want to leave with me?"

Mo Fan opened his hands and looked at the two girls with a calm expression, seemingly unaware of the undercurrent behind him.

"Do we still have a choice now?" Perhaps due to Mo Fan's influence, the two girls Nie Ying also calmed down and asked coquettishly.

"That's good. It saves me from having to do it myself for my husband." After receiving the answer from the two girls, Mo Fan smiled heartily.

"Let's go!~"

After finishing speaking, he appeared behind the two women in a flash, stretched out his hands and hugged their waists, and flew towards Yan Ruyan.

Since he decided to leave, of course he had to capture Yan Ruyan.

It's not his style to leave a Tianlinggen alone.

As for the Tianlinggen female cultivator from the Hidden Moon Sect, he did not dare to touch her.

He was afraid that there were Nascent Soul monks from allied countries such as the Yue Kingdom or the Chariot Kingdom nearby.

At this time, he was still in the Yue Kingdom camp. Even if the group of Nascent Soul Stage monks were moved, due to the rules, they couldn't take action directly in front of so many people.

But once he takes the initiative to deal with the alliance, it is tantamount to actively sending excuses to these Nascent Soul monks.

Of course, all this is just speculation in Mo Fan's mind.

So far, no Nascent Soul monk has appeared. There is a high probability that there is no Nascent Soul monk here.

Otherwise, given the character of these old monsters, they probably wouldn't follow any rules.

As the saying goes, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected. Even if he knew this, Mo Fan would not dare to gamble.

He still has a bright future, but it's not worth taking the risk just for a Heavenly Spiritual Root.

"How dare you!~" Suddenly, he noticed that Mo Fan was heading straight towards Yan Ruyan. The half-step Nascent Soul monk from the Hehuan Sect above him immediately abandoned the old monster Qiong in front of him and hurried down.

Although Yan Ruyan joined the Ghost Spirit Sect, at least now they are in a cooperative relationship with the Six Demonic Sects.

Tian Buque, the second son of the Hehuan Sect leader, was killed, and he still had an excuse because he couldn't react.

After all, no one knew that Mo Fan had hidden his cultivation at that time, nor did they know that he would explode like this.

Even if the Hehuan Sect leader finds him, he will have enough reasons.

But if Yan Ruyan, a genius with spiritual roots, was killed by this person in front of him, he would probably be punished when he returned.

He raised his head and glanced indifferently at the half-step Nascent Soul of the Hehuan Sect. Mo Fan's speed did not slow down at all.

His target is not just Yan Ruyan, this half-step Nascent Soul of the Hehuan Sect is also his target.

Today, so much strength has been exposed. It would be a big loss if we don't take advantage of it.

At the same time, he was also curious about whether the Great Five Elements Sword Formation was as powerful as described in the technique.

This half-step Nascent Soul of the Hehuan Sect can be said to be the best sword-testing stone.

The half-step Nascent Soul of Hehuan Sect, who was rushing to stop him, felt a chill down his back for no reason after being glanced at by Mo Fan.

It's a pity that at this moment, he has no choice but to shoot.

At the same time, he didn't think in his heart how strong a monk who had advanced to the half-step Nascent Soul with more than ten years of kung fu could be.

Even if he was very strong, he didn't believe he could be killed in a short time.

Not only did he think so, but so did the other bystanders.

At this moment, everyone focused their attention on the two of them, curious about the collision between the two half-step Nascent Souls.

After a few breaths, the two entered each other's attack range.

"burn--"

Two glaring rays of light shot out from Mo Fan's eyes again, blasting the defensive shield of the Hehuan Sect's half-step Nascent Soul monk into deformation.

A powerful wave of spiritual energy suddenly exploded in all directions.

"If you only have this little strength, you'd better stop."

Seeing that the defensive shield blocked Mo Fan's scolding light, the Hehuan Sect male cultivator was relieved of his worries.

Although he didn't believe in his heart that the monk in front of him, who had only spent more than ten years on his promotion, could defeat him, he always paid great attention to the reminders from his spiritual sense.

Faced with the verbal provocation from the male cultivator of the Hehuan Sect, Mo Fan ignored it and quickly approached him while still maintaining his scolding gaze.

After feeling that the distance was about the same, he just waved his hand lightly.

Five flying swords shot towards the male cultivator of Hehuan Sect one after another.

Looking at the five flying swords that were shooting rapidly, a hint of solemnity gradually appeared on the face of the male cultivator of the Hehuan Sect.

At this time, his spiritual sense was actually warning wildly, allowing him to clearly feel the smell of death from the flying sword.

At this point, he had no way out and could only defend himself.

However, just as he was preparing to defend the five oncoming flying swords with all his strength, the flying swords suddenly dispersed and split into five.

The water-type flying sword soared into the sky, and the remaining four-type flying swords were scattered in all directions.

He saw Mo Fan's hands turned into two afterimages, and he made a quick seal.

As the spells were blasted out one after another, the five flying swords began to rotate at high speed.

"disease!"

When Mo Fan blasted out the last spell and shouted, the five flying swords completely disappeared.

Then a large number of sword shadows appeared densely, and in an instant, they covered the entire space, shrouding the male cultivator of the Hehuan Sect.

"Sword formation!"

When the half-step Nascent Soul cultivator of the Hehuan Sect was isolated by the shadow of the sword, everyone outside quickly reacted.

(End of this chapter)