The huge roar suddenly sounded as Mo Ran's low voice fell. A huge energy ripple spread from inside to outside with the place where the black shadow drifted away. The sand and stones on the ground rose up in the sky due to the fluctuations of energy.

Not far away, Mo Ran stood there panting, his face slightly pale. From his rising and falling xiong, it can be seen that the blow just now consumed Mo Ran a lot of internal energy. At this time, Mo Ran was like an athlete who had just run a few thousand meters, and his face was full of fatigue.

After a moment of stopping, his mind re-controlled his inner energy and moved again along the familiar route of exercise. In a moment, his pale face gradually became rosy, looking much better than just now, and the inner energy in his body also recovered a little. Mo Ran took a heavy breath and stared at the center of the energy ripples. He knew that although he had just concentrated all his strength to use the palm thunder and had successfully attacked, the opponent was more than one level higher than him. In terms of strength, he was at a disadvantage. No matter how powerful the palm thunder is, with his level of a fourth-level innate warrior, it would be impossible to knock the opponent down. Now Mo Ran just hopes that his attack can cause certain damage to the opponent, so that Huang Lang can have time to recover. It is not certain that in the end, the two of them can successfully repel the opponent.

Mo Ran did not waste time, and seized the time to recover, looking at Huang Lang, who was standing on the side with one hand because of the injury. At this time, Huang Lang was shocked. Before the fight, he had already clearly felt that the opponent's strength was much higher than his. He knew Mo Ran's strength, so he secretly turned his eyes and told Mo Ran not to take action. He knew that Mo Ran's strength might not be able to take a move in front of his opponent. After the fight, the opponent's powerful power verified his guess again, but what Huang Lang did not expect was that when he was injured, Mo Ran still took action. Although he did not see how Mo Ran made a move because of his injury, judging from the momentum caused by Mo Ran, the sudden attack by Mo Ran might also hurt the opponent. The huge energy made Huang Lang feel a little terrifying.

When Mo Ran looked at him, Huang Lang also looked at Mo Ran. How could a level 4 innate warrior emit such powerful energy fluctuations? This made Huang Lang's eyes look at Mo Ran not only shock, but also more of a sense of doubt.

Seeing Huang Lang's questioning eyes projected by him, Mo Ran knew that Huang Lang had misunderstood that he had hidden his strength, and he smiled bitterly. Unfortunately, the crisis between the two of them had not been resolved yet. It was not time to explain. Mo Ran could only shake his head at Huang Lang, then stopped looking at him, and put his eyes back on the center of the thunder explosion in his palm. The latter looked at Mo Ran's actions and understood that it was a critical moment. He shook his head hard, abandoned his doubts, and began to condense his internal energy and repair his injuries again, preparing to deal with the next battle.

The energy ripples gradually dissipated with the passage of time, and the scene in the field became clear again. A short black shadow appeared in the slowly dissipating smoke and dust. At this time, the black shadow body was slightly bent, the clothes on his body were torn, and a bloody arm blocked the front, and the other hand naturally hanged down. Seeing that the other party could still stand in place, Mo Ran was a little disappointed. It seemed that his attack did not cause fatal damage to the other party, but what made Mo Ran feel a little comforted was that judging from the other party's bloody arms and slightly trembling body, this sneak attack had some effect. At least, the other party was already injured.

The man in black in smoke and dust was also extremely shocked at this time. At the beginning of the collision, the man in black had already identified that among the two, only Huang Lang had reached the level of the Martial Guard, but he was several levels lower than himself. As for Mo Ran, although he had never fought, the man in black could guess that the other party had no strength of the Martial Guard at all. He could completely ignore such an opponent. Originally, the innate warrior and the Martial Guard were not the same level. In his eyes, such a person was just like an ordinary person.

However, it was this person who made him think there was no threat at all that caused him to suffer such severe injuries. If the other party had not reached the level of Martial Guard and if he had not reacted quickly enough, he would have been destroyed by the other party now. The energy contained in the amazing blow has made him frightened.

Looking at his almost disabled arm, a surging anger quickly rose from the bottom of his heart, making a person of innate warrior-level make him feel so embarrassed with one blow. This is a huge shame for him, and the other party must not live!

Slowly put down his injured arm, the man in black moved again. At this time, Mo Ran finally saw the person's face clearly. It was a handsome face, but a obvious scar on his left face destroyed the harmony of the face, making it a little hideous.

Seeing the face of the man in black clearly, Mo Ran was nothing. Only Huang Lang frowned slightly and stared at the man in black. Huang Lang said in a deep voice: "I never thought that the famous young master Pang would do such a thing as a thief."

"Hmph! So what? The only thing is that you two are very powerful but have such treasures. I originally planned to hand over the treasures to me obediently, and I can save your lives, but now... you must die." The man in black, who was called Pang Dazi by Huang Lang, said viciously.

"Pang Zimo, you don't have to scare us. If you really fight your life, it's hard to say who will die." Huang Lang said with medicine on his face, but secretly tried his best to recover his internal energy.

Mo Ran also understood the intention of Huang Lang's words very well. He had just revealed his strength, and the other party would definitely pay attention to him again. The original intention of underestimating the enemy has disappeared. For the two of them, the next battle is the real beginning. The reason why Huang Lang talked to the other party was simply to buy more time to recover.

Secretly sticking to the original heart, Mo Ran silently condenses his internal energy, and tries his best to adjust his condition to the best. He secretly put his hands behind his back, touched his fingers, and a qi recovery pill in his palm to prevent him from using it when his internal energy is insufficient.

Looking at the cautious two people, Pang Zimo suddenly smiled sinisterly and said, "Do you want to take the opportunity to restore your strength? I won't give you a chance."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light appeared on the surface of Pang Zi's body again, and the man shot out in an instant. His target this time was not Huang Lang, but Mo Ran. After Mo Ran attacked him just now, the violent energy released by Mo Ran made him feel the threat of death. In contrast, although Huang Lang's defense was outstanding, the attack did not cause much damage to himself, so the first thing he had to solve was Mo Ran, who had the strongest attack power.

With a heavy step under his feet, Pang Zi's body turned into a black shadow and swept towards Mo Ran quickly. In just a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Mo Ran.

Mo Ran felt a flash of his eyes and his spirit suddenly tense. Before he could react, Pang Zimo had already arrived in front of him, "pang", and he could not avoid it. Mo Ran actually got a piercing Pang Zimo. Mo Ran felt a powerful force coming from the front, and his body was involuntarily retreating, and the pain quickly spread throughout his body.

Mo Ran, who had retreated violently, tried hard to move forward with his teeth, and straightened his body that was about to fall. However, because Pang Zimo was too strong, he could not stop. He retreated against the ground. As Mo Ran retreated rapidly, two deep marks appeared on the ground.

"Is this the strength of Wu Wei? The difference is too big." Mo Ran retreated and exclaimed at the other party's strength. He was so different from the other party. He was beaten out without even seeing how the other party moved. If his body had not been extremely tough under the tempering of "Bi Luo Tianquan", the palm just now would have costed half of his life.

"Bang", Mo Ran, who was beaten back several feet, finally stood firm. However, a slight breath of breath, Mo Ran took a breath of true energy and swallowed the blood that was about to gush back.

Seeing that Mo Ran was not knocked down by him, Pang Zimo was a little surprised. He almost 80% of his strength did not knock him down. This surprised Pang Zimo. Although he was surprised, he did not stop at all. Knowing that it would be difficult for him to kill the opponent if he didn't use all his strength. Pang Zimo raised his true energy again and rushed towards Mo Ran again.

"Ah~", just as Pang Zimo was about to kill Mo Ran in one fell swoop, a loud roar rang in his ears, and then a huge fist came to his eyes. It turned out that when Pang Zimo suddenly rushed towards Mo Ran, Huang Lang, who was standing not far away, felt something was wrong. I was afraid that Pang Zimo would kill Mo Ran first, so Huang Lang followed from the side. There was no way. Since he could not beat Pang Zimo in speed, he could only choose to rush to Mo Ran quickly. While Pang Zimo was stunned, he had already followed Mo Ran who had retreated violently, and then stopped Pang Zimo.

Feeling the stinging fist wind, Pang Zimo had to give up and continue to kill Mo Ran. He quickly turned his body slightly, raised his left arm to block Huang Lang's fist.

Seeing that his plan was successful, Huang Lang couldn't help but feel happy. Since he had entangled Pang Zimo, Mo Ran would not be in danger of his life in a short period of time.

Huang Shigong was used all over his body, and Huang Lang used his strongest martial arts "Dudao King's Fist". He raised his huge fist and smashed it down, punching one after another, and shouted loudly at Mo Ran, "Brother, go quickly."

Knowing that the two of them could not beat each other, Huang Lang became interested in escaping and quickly stopped Pang Zimo, trying to let Mo Ran run away first. After Mo Ran walked away, he might be able to escape unscathed with the super defensive ability of Huang Shi Gong.
Chapter completed!