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Chapter 1063
After all, Mo Di's strength is so powerful, in terms of speed, attack power, and defense power, he is the best of his class.

Even if it is a strong third-level celestial being, it is not easy to defeat him.

What's more, Xiao Ran has just broken through the first realm of heaven and man, even if he is stronger, he is not Mo Di's opponent.

"Xiao Ran, you who have broken through the first realm of heaven and man are indeed very strong. It can be said that you have exceeded my expectations, but I, Mo Zhai, have never been defeated against warriors of the same level, let alone you?"

Mo Di showed a fierce expression on his face and fierce eyes. He took a step forward with his right foot, and a circle of black light immediately set off under his feet.

At this moment, he stimulated all the strength of his physical body, energy and blood, ancient magic and darkness to the extreme, setting off a terrifying energy coercion.

With him as the center, the air in all directions exploded, and black air whirlpools appeared one after another, whining, blowing out overwhelming demonic clouds.

At this moment, Mo Di looked like a demon god, holding a dark magic pestle in both hands, and rushed towards Xiao Ran like a ferocious beast out of a cage.

His footsteps were extremely heavy, stepping on the void, making a sound like a battle drum.

A majestic aura emanated from him, and when it reached its peak, he suddenly merged with the dark magic pestle.

Human-machine in one!

"kill!"

Mo Di united with the dark magic pestle, and let out a fierce cry of killing, like a black sky pillar, blasting towards Xiao Ran.

The void in front of Xiao Ran's eyes suddenly exploded and collapsed, a circle of black wrinkles swayed across his body like a tide, and he felt pain in his body.

What a horrible attack!

Xiao Ran didn't dare to be careless, his expression became serious.

Because he fought against Mo Di before, and the latter didn't use the art of uniting man and machine.

Now that it is displayed, the power is really strong, and it has already threatened his life.

"call out!"

Without hesitation, he mobilized [-]% of his body's strength and [-]% of his heaven's and earth's strength, swung the Leihuang Sword, and performed the fifth style of Leihuang Sword Jue to kill spirits.

This sword move has no form or form, but it actually exists, weakening Mo Di's soul power and strength, and causing the power of the unity of man and weapon to decline.

And Xiao Ran shot decisively and quickly. After performing the fifth form of the Leihuang Sword Art to kill spirits, he immediately used the third form of the Leihuang Sword Art, Wuhen.

The Lei Huang Sword immediately burst out like lightning, with a speed as fast as lightning, and directly tore a deep blue sword mark in the dark sky.

"boom!"

At the moment when the Lei Huang sword was struck, Xiao Ran, who was more than three hundred feet tall, took a step forward, and a terrifying thunder power erupted amidst the explosion of bones all over his body.

This thunder power spread along his arm to his fist, and then the fist was covered with thunder patterns, like a thunder hammer, slamming towards Mo Di who was one of human body and body.

"Clang!"

At that moment, the third form of the Lei Huang Sword Art had no trace, and it struck the dark magic pestle, leaving a blue sword mark and setting off a circle of flame-colored sword arcs.

The next moment, the dark magic pestle was hit by Xiao Ran's fist like a thunder hammer, and immediately there was a huge clang, and a circle of energy light clusters containing the light of thunder and fire burst out.

Xiao Ran suddenly felt that his fist was hitting a piece of cold iron. It was extremely cold, and his fist, arm, and shoulder were all affected by the power of darkness.

There was a dark glow on his face, but it was immediately dispelled by the thunder and fire power in his body.

He stared at the dark magic pestle with scorching eyes, reflecting a powerful spiritual coercion, as sharp as a sword, making the dark magic pestle clank and tremble.

"Why is your mental power stronger than mine?"

Mo Di's shocked voice suddenly came from the dark magic pestle.

Xiao Ran has just broken through the first realm of heaven and man, and his spiritual power is stronger than his, which is incredible.

This Xiao Ran is a monster!

Mo Di's heart trembled violently, he gritted his teeth immediately, and exerted all his strength to use the dark magic pestle to fiercely contend with Xiao Ran's fist.

A powerful thunderfire erupted from Xiao Ran's body, and ruthlessly enveloped the dark magic pestle, making the dark magic pestle, which was originally pitch black, glow with thunder and fire.

"Sky Devouring Thunder Flame!"

Xiao Ran gave a low voice, and the Heaven Devouring Thunder Flame immediately flew out from the dantian, fanned out, wrapped the dark magic pestle, and burned it blazingly.

"It's so hot!"

Mo Di, who was fused with the dark magic pestle, felt as if he was in a furnace, his whole body was scorching hot, sweating profusely, and his body was ablaze.

And the dark magic pestle that was originally only glowing with thunder and fire, has been burned to a fiery red by the sky-devouring thunder flames, like a piece of red-hot iron, emitting hot smoke.

Some of the devilish energy in the vicinity was originally lingering around the dark magic pestle, but it was instantly burned into green smoke by the Heaven Devouring Thunder Flame, and there was a puffing sound.

"Hahaha, Mo Di, your art of human body fusion is useless, if you don't come out, you will become a roast suckling pig." Xiao Ran laughed loudly.

"Damn it! Xiao Ran, you're getting complacent too early. I, Mo Di, have more abilities than that."

Hearing Xiao Ran's words, Mo Di felt ashamed and even more insulted, because no one dared to laugh at him as a roast suckling pig.

"kill!"

With a killing intent in his heart, he let out a fierce roar.

Before the roar fell, he separated from the dark magic pestle and appeared on the left side of the dark magic pestle. The muscles all over his body were like black iron, shining with metallic luster, and there was a clang.

The next moment, his body moved, his knees bent down, and he rushed like a leopard, and the dark power surged violently, smashing away the Heaven Devouring Thunder Flame abruptly.

A circle of thunder and fire surged out, Mo Di chuckled, with a smug look on his face, and then looked at Xiao Ran.

But he didn't expect that what he saw was not Xiao Ran, but Xiao Ran's fist.

"Oh!"

Xiao Ran's fist landed firmly on the bridge of his nose.

There is a crisp sound of "click";
The bridge of Mo Di's nose was cracked, two blood injections splashed out, and there was a scarlet bloody smell.

"what!"

Mo Di only felt his nose sore and painful, and felt someone stepped on his nose forcefully, and screamed like a pig being killed in pain, which made Mo Jia and other ancient demons shudder.

"Big brother?"

"Master Mo Di?"

Looking at Mo Di whose nose bone was broken, Mo Jia and the other ancient demons all looked dull, shocked, and felt palpitations at the same time.

How could this be?
With Mo Di's strength, how could he be injured by Xiao Ran one after another?
At this moment, they who had full confidence in Mo Di began to waver.

Can Mo Di defeat Xiao Ran?
The bridge of Mo Di's nose was broken, and blood flowed from his lips to his chin. It was bright red and looked horrible, like a pig's head.

He snorted twice and used the power of the ancient demon to stop the blood just now, but he still felt the burning pain in his nasal cavity, and tears came out of his two blood-red eyes.

That's horrible!
Ever since he cultivated to the Heavenly Human Realm, he has never been beaten so badly, he was completely ashamed.

He hated Xiao Ran so much, his eyes were full of resentment, and he said in a vicious tone: "Xiao Ran, I want to eat your meat today, but your blood, otherwise it will be difficult to dispel the hatred in my heart."

"Mo Di, you really have a thick skin. You have the courage to say such big things after being beaten into such an ugly face by me." Xiao Ran laughed lightly and mocked.

"Go to death for me, darkness sinks!"

Mo Di let out a hysterical roar, and then he aroused all the power of heaven and earth, displaying the artistic conception of darkness and sinking.

He looked contemptuously and confidently, because he had hit Xiao Ran severely with the dark and sinking artistic conception, so he believed that this time would not be an exception.

Xiao Ran is dead.

"Shh!"

As soon as the darkness of the artistic conception came out, the originally gloomy world immediately fell into darkness, and Xiao Ran only felt that the surroundings had darkened.

He felt that he was in a closed space, as if he had been imprisoned, unable to see light, hear sound, or smell.

He seemed to have lost his five senses and became a deaf-mute, feeling extremely depressed and restless.

However, his consciousness is very clear, his eyes are as sharp as a sword, and his tone is sonorous and forceful: "Mo Di, you have finally displayed your artistic conception. If this is the case, let's see, whoever cultivates artistic conception is better."

Xiao Ran has experienced how dark and sinking the artistic conception is, so he dare not be careless.

He unreservedly stimulated the power of thunder, fire, sun, and sword, and then gave a very confident voice:

"Da Ri Qian Kun Fire Thunder Sword!"

Before the sound of drinking fell, the sound of howling swords rang out, like the sound of wind and thunder, which could be heard endlessly. It disturbed the world, overturned the sun and the moon, and reversed the universe.

In the originally dark world, a purple-golden sword suddenly appeared.

This purple-gold sword shadow solidified in an instant, like a real spiritual sword, pointing straight to the sky, piercing the sky, and the sword body reflected the purple-gold light, illuminating the dark world.

All around the dark world, purple-gold sword marks immediately appeared, and they increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time there was an endless howl of swords.

"Buzz!"

The Da Ri Qian Kun Huo Lei Sword swayed lightly, and swiped horizontally and vertically, just like the peerless sword king dancing his sword with confidence, chic and comfortable, full of a sense of beauty.

But the power that erupted was incomparably terrifying, full of sharpness, making the dark world, like a piece of exquisite porcelain, explode with a "bang".

A black storm swept out, but was immediately overwhelmed by a purple-gold sword wind, and the Great Sun, Universe, Fire and Thunder Sword swept out.

"tear" sound;
The gray sky seemed to be split in two by this sword, forming an astonishing and terrifying picture, which appeared in the eyes of Mojia and other ancient demons.

What a terrifying sword!
At this moment, the same thought appeared in their minds, they felt palpitations and uneasiness, their faces were pale, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Can Mo Di withstand such a terrifying sword strike?
"How is it possible? How can you crack the darkness of my artistic conception?"

Seeing the great sun, universe, fire, thunder and sword split open the artistic conception and sink into darkness, Mo Di suddenly screamed, speaking incoherently, his eyes were surprised and panicked.

Because he felt an unprecedented crisis from the Da Ri Qian Kun Huo Lei Sword, which made his hair stand on end, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and cold sweat flowed out.

He knew he couldn't resist the Great Sun, Universe, Fire and Thunder Sword, so he chose to dodge without hesitation.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he turned around, the Da Ri Qian Kun Huo Lei Sword had already bombarded him, and the terrifying sword power crushed him first.

"Oh!"

A ball of blood bloomed from in front of him, followed by dense sword marks, the skin was ripped apart, blood was dripping, and the bones could be seen deep.

"No!"

Seeing the bloody arrows spraying from his chest, Mo Di let out a shriek and screamed, staring at his bright red eyes, showing a terrified expression.

He was afraid.

Moreover, he has never been so afraid like now, just like facing someone who is several times stronger than him at the beginning of his cultivation.

He felt that he was as weak as an ant, and Xiao Ran was like a god on high. He couldn't bear any resistance and just wanted to survive.

"Do not kill me!"

Mo Di begged for mercy, his legs that were standing upright bent down involuntarily, his whole body trembled like chaff, and he was about to kneel and prostrate at Xiao Ran's feet.

(End of this chapter)