"Bang!" The sharp palm wind Han slapped heavily in front of Huang Lang's xiong with an extremely powerful metallic internal energy. The latter's yellow earth-property protective true energy dissipated in this moment, and a mouthful of blood could not be suppressed and sprayed out. Then it flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

With one blow, Huang Lang was seriously injured.

Seeing Huang Lang seriously injured and landed on the ground, Mo Ran couldn't help but roar, ran to Huang Lang like a flying, picked up the latter, and observed Huang Lang's situation at this moment. Huang Lang was obviously not awake at this time, but what made Mo Ran feel a little relieved was that it could be distinguished from Huang Lang's slightly heavy breathing that this attack did not kill Huang Lang immediately.

"Brother!" When a low and sad roar came out from his throat, tears rolled down his cheeks like beans, slowly putting down the fainting Huang Lang. Mo Ran slowly turned around, clenched his fists, and glared at Pang Zimo with his scarlet eyes, looking extremely terrifying. At this moment, even Pang Zimo felt that the temperature of the surrounding air was falling rapidly. For some reason, Mo Ran looked at him and actually felt danger, as if the scarlet eyes were no longer the eyes of ordinary humans, but as fierce as the eyes of a crazy beast.

However, this thought only flashed through Pang Zimo's mind. Then Pang Zimo's mouth hung a contemptuous smile and looked at Mo Ran and said disdainfully: "What? Want to kill me? Tsk tsk, it's too bad. Hand over the things and I can leave you with a whole body."

Hearing Pang Zimo's threatening words, Mo Ran did not answer, but stood there and looked at the other party motionlessly. He knew in his heart that his strength was not the same enemy as the other party. Even Huang Lang was beaten to a coma, not to mention that he was afraid that the lives of the two of them would be here. Although he was a little desperate, Mo Ran did not have a trace of courage. His sworn brother could do his best to resist the enemy at this time to create a chance to escape for him, which was enough to show his loyalty and courage, how could he leave him alone at this time and run away alone. In the eyes of the other party, the two of them were no different from dead people now. Since this was the case, it would be better to fight, and perhaps there was a glimmer of hope for survival. Thinking of this, Mo Ran had no reservations and tried his best to wield the purple internal energy, ready to make this final struggle of life and death.

"Crack~" When Pang Zimo was about to kill Mo Ran with one blow, a crisp sound came from Mo Ran's body. Suddenly, Pang Zimo felt the air around him fluctuated strangely and stopped moving forward. Pang Zimo looked at the purple energy that suddenly rose on Mo Ran's body in surprise.

"What is this?" Pang Zimo screamed in surprise. According to his own cognition, except for the thunder attribute, there is no energy attribute on the continent that appears purple. Pang Zimo, who has been well educated since childhood, knows that naturally there is much more than others. He can be sure that the purple energy emitted by the boy in front of him is definitely not a thunder attribute, because a thunder attribute innate warrior would never have such a huge amount of energy, and that momentum simply exceeded his cognitive range.

Just as Pang Zimo fell into a dullness, the momentum of Mo Ran's body continued to rise, and a huge and violent purple energy slowly released from Mo Ran's body. Purple cyclones kept flowing around Mo Ran's body. Mo Ran's clothes were also "huh" stimulated by the violent energy. At the same time, sometimes there were electric flowers as big as beans constantly gathering and bursting again, making "cracking~ crackling~" sounds, and the air flow within one meter around Mo Ran as the center suddenly accelerated, and the scene was extremely strange.

At this time, Mo Ran's body was filled with a dangerous aura. Although Pang Zimo had already concluded that Mo Ran was a powerful man of the innate warrior level, and was too different from him and was enough to kill him within one move, for some reason, the momentum released by Mo Ran suddenly made him feel discouraged. It was an unknown danger, a warning sign that threatened his life.

The powerful energy continued to grow without any intention of stopping. Feeling this dangerous aura, Pang Zimo knew that he could not let the other party continue so endlessly, otherwise what would happen, even he himself would not be able to predict. Pang Zimo could no longer bear the pressure Mo Ran brought to him. He suddenly exerted force and decisively flew towards Mo Ran, no longer wanted to hold back. Pang Zimo finally used his powerful killing and pointed at Mo Ran's eyebrows with all his strength.

"Golden Xuan Lie Finger!"

Pang Zimo's finger was no less than his previous attack, but now Mo Ran was in a state of full force of his life, and his internal energy and mental perception were released without reservation. He faintly saw Pang Zimo's sudden attack, and Mo Ran clearly heard the strong sound of breaking through the air brought by the power of this finger.

Mo Ran did not dodge because he knew that he could not avoid the opponent's attack at all at his own speed, so Mo Ran chose a head-on fight and quickly raised his palm. A thunder in the palm formed in the palm. After that, there was a thin layer of shield-shaped purple halo lying on the palm.

"Boom~" The huge explosion force generated by the collision of palms and fingers, and the energy collision shocked Pang Zimo backed back five steps, but Mo Ran flew backwards.

Surprised! Pang Zimo could not believe that his strongest finger was repelled. It was his strongest killer move. Even a strong man of the same level would definitely suffer a great loss when he suddenly used it. However, the other party was just a congenital warrior, but he blocked the attack. Not only that, the sudden explosion of purple light ball could force him to retreat as many as five steps.

While Pang Zimo was still shocked, the figure flying backwards was about to fall, suddenly turned to the toes and counterattacked.

"Swoosh" Another palm thunder was spraying out from Mo Ran's hand when he was about to approach Pang Zimo. "Boom~" a huge explosion sounded immediately at the position where Pang Zimo was, instantly raising countless sand and dust.

Seeing the palm thunder exploded next to Pang Zimo successfully, Mo Ran did not stop the movements in his hand, gathering energy, condensing shape, and releasing them. The three movements were completed in one go, and the palm thunder was constantly thrown at Pang Zimo. In just one second, three palm thunders were thrown out by Mo Ran.

After throwing these three palm thunders, Mo Ran quickly retreated backwards. After a certain distance, his body fell down unsustainably. He knelt on his knees and kept vomiting a lot of blood. Obviously, the collision just now had caused Mo Ran to suffer a lot of internal injuries. In addition, he was attacking Pang Zimo desperately. The use of internal energy had greatly exceeded the limit he could bear. Now he could not raise any strength.

Swallowing a breath recovery pill, Mo Ran stared at the dust rolled up in front of him, and sat cross-legged on the ground with all his strength to recover. His mental perception stared at the purple palace that was almost overdrawn in his body. The inner crystal that had always been extremely dazzling at this time seemed to be covered by a layer of hazy black mist, becoming dull. If he hadn't felt a faint air flow in his body, Mo Ran would have thought he had already exhausted his energy.

With all kinds of cultivation handprints formed on both hands, Mo Ran tried his best to pull out even a trace of internal force from the inner crystal to support the now extremely weak body. However, no matter how hard Mo Ran tried, the inner crystal in his body was still not angry. His fingers wiped the ethereal ring, and the Qi Recovery Pill and the Xiu Chuang Pill were taken out by Mo Ran and threw it into his mouth like swallowing. At this time, Mo Ran could only place his hope on external forces. If it still didn't work, Mo Ran would take out the Zhuguo.

In the endangering situation, it was a rumbling sound, and good luck was effective. Just as the pill was in its mouth, Mo Ran suddenly felt that the almost consumed internal energy fluctuated in the purple palace again. Mo Ran knew that the Qi Return Pill had begun to play a role, and his face was overjoyed, but at this moment, a golden figure shot up from the dust, and flashed a few times before Mo Ran.

"Bang" Xiong's mouth seemed to be hit by a heavy punch. Mo Ran, who had just turned his strength, was hit by the punch again and flew out on his back. He immediately blew blood again, until he flew two feet away before he fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, Pang Zimo, who flashed out of the smoke and dust, had red eyes, full of endless murderous intent. His clothes were already ragged, some of the skin exposed outside the clothes were covered with blood, most of the hair on his head was destroyed, and there were several long cracks on his face, with blood flowing outward, looking like a devil escaping from hell.

Pang Zimo was so angry that he was going crazy. A small character of a congenital warrior repeatedly injured him, a level 7 martial arts guard. He had never suffered such anger. He was originally short because of accidentally practicing martial arts, but now Mo Ran's face was ruined. Of course, such shame needs to be repaid with blood. Looking at Mo Ran fiercely, Pang Zimo grew up murderous intentions, slowly walked to Mo Ran and slapped him with a palm.

Seeing the other party slowly coming, Mo Ran wanted to stand up and fight with the other party desperately, but he was helpless that he was too seriously injured and had no strength to connect, so he could only watch the other party kill him.

Just as Mo Ran closed his eyes in despair, Pang Zimo's palm fell and hit his head. The imagined death did not come. As soon as Pang Zimo's palm touched Mo Ran, the purple inner crystal in the purple mansion emitted a dazzling light. Then, a "boom" exploded, and a stream of training energy quickly surged out of the purple mansion, instantly filling all the limbs with horror.

"Buzz~" Mo Ran fainted immediately after being impacted by this energy.
Chapter completed!