Feeling three powerful auras pressing towards him, Mo Ran's face tightened and he did not dare to neglect. The purple aura suddenly started to move wildly with the formation of the handprints. In a moment, the powerful purple aura filled Mo Ran's meridians, and even a lot of them were seeping into his bones and flesh.

Mo Ran, who has powerful martial arts skills, was desperate at this time. Facing the opponent's three martial masters and a fourth-level martial master Pang Ju who did not take action, Mo Ran was too arrogant and did not dare to take it lightly. If one does not pay attention to this situation, he may die tragically in the next moment.

Mo Ran is no longer that ignorant boy. Years of experience have allowed him to see the cruelty of the world. In addition, purple qi has hit the top, and his personality has undergone tremendous changes. Such a kind heart and soft-heartedness will never let Mo Ran use it on his enemies again. It can be said that Mo Ran is a decisive person now. If he has the chance, he will never let any enemy in front of him go.

As he stared, Mo Ran's soul power burst out from his mind and instantly covered the entire battlefield. With just one breath, he touched the strength of the three people. All three of them had the strength of a first-level martial master, which was almost the same as himself. It was impossible to kill one in an instant, let alone Pang Ju, a powerful opponent, staring at him.

A flash of inspiration in his mind, Mo Ran thought about it. Facing the three people's surprise attack, Mo Ran's face did not change his expression and suddenly burst into laughter: "Haha~, let me see what strength the floating hall of the Eight Great Family has."

An arrogant laughter came from Mo Ran's mouth, extremely arrogant. Then, Mo Ran's arms flapped, the air suddenly stopped, and a huge force surged out of his meridians and gathered in his palms.

"Breaking the Dome."

After selecting a relatively weak opponent, Mo Ran used his special skills to move forward and instead of retreating, he went up to meet him.

One of the eight generals who broke the stars selected by Mo Ran was a middle-aged man holding a scimitar. When he saw Mo Ran rushing over, he looked very happy. Being able to make contributions in front of his master was the most honorable thing for all subordinates. However, he was wrong.

I thought Mo Ran was only about the same strength as him, but when he saw the weak fists attacking, he felt that the power contained in these fists was not as weak as he imagined. The purple energy that tightly wrapped the opponent's fists had a heart-pounding destructive energy. Even before these fists were approaching, he had already felt the sharp fist wind.

“So strong.”

In amazement, the middle-aged man planned to dodge the punch first, but when he thought of dodging, he realized that no matter which direction he was going to dodge, the other party's fierce aura was still firmly locking on him.

This punch cannot be avoided.

The eight generals who broke the stars and spread across the continent for more than 20 years, none of them were incompetent. After a long period of time, they have developed a good sense of fighting.

Since it is impossible to avoid, middle-aged people can only pour all their strength on the scimitar. The blue sword light shows the internal energy attribute of middle-aged people: water.

Fight hard?

A look of disdain flashed in Mo Ran's eyes. Facing the light of the sword, the former's fists did not dodge or dodge at all, and directly attacked the opponent's blade.

On the side, Pang Ju looked at Mo Ran coldly, and when he saw this scene, he was shocked.

"Taimo, no."

This exclamation came out, as if it was a reminder, but it was too late. Moran's full force punch had already touched the sword.

"Bang~"

With a loud bang, Taimo's scimitar was bombarded by Moran's fists, and immediately turned into countless pieces of metal fragments and shot out everywhere. However, Moran was blocked by the opponent, but the fist force only slowed down slightly and then hit it again.

In an instant, cold sweat soaked Taimo's clothes. Looking at the slowly growing fists, the former suddenly felt powerless. As the internal energy surged, the inner energy armor on his chest shone brightly. At this time, Moran's fists were approaching.

"Peng"

There was another roar, and Taimo retreated with force, and the solid inner energy armor on his chest turned into nothingness. A mouthful of blood couldn't help but surge into his throat. Taimo took more than ten steps, stood up suddenly, closed his mouth tightly, and swallowed the blood that surged back. Then he looked up at Mo Ran, looking shocked.

"How could it be so strong?" Taimo widened his eyes. He was also a first-level martial master, so why did the opponent's fist strength be so much stronger than himself? This kind of power is nothing more than that of his uncle.

Ignore Taimo's thoughts, Moran did not stop at all, and then he was about to chase and kill him. However, the number of people on the other side was large, and it was impossible for Moran to get what he wanted. Just when he was just gathering his internal energy and preparing to kill Taimoran in one fell swoop, two sharp sword energy had already attacked beside him.

Surround Wei and save Zhao?

Mo Ran sneered, and the contempt in his eyes became even more intense. With the strength of Martial Master, although he had just advanced, but with the premise of purple aura and Origin Muyuan, Mo Ran would not care about the siege of these two people. Not to mention anything else, just the Nine Flashes of the Fall: Escape, it is not something these two people can reach.

Therefore, after seeing these two sieges coming, Mo Ran was not only not anxious, but was overjoyed. Only in this way can he make his performance more vividly.

Is the Phantom Spirit Array Art given for free?

In joy, a look of pride in Mo Ran's eyes flashed with a look of treacherous plan. He stopped and pinched the seal in his left hand in a concealed manner. When the two of them surrounded him, suddenly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air trembled violently. Then, Mo Ran's figure became illusory in front of the two of them, and finally disappeared on the spot.

"What's going on? Where is the person?"

The two people flying rushed over from left to right and almost collided. When they looked around again, they found that Mo Ran was missing.

"Dahong, left." Looking for it, one of the men called Dahong was shocked and stabbed the sword in his hand to the left without thinking.

Swish ~

With a sword, the wind broke and no object was stabbed. Dahong was shocked and hurriedly looked in the direction of the person who spoke and reminded him.

There, his brother was fighting with Mo Ran, and it was extremely bad. Dahong was angry. Although he couldn't figure out why Mo Ran had arrived on the other side so quickly after his brother reminded him, he had no time to think about it, so he jumped up and stabbed Mo Ran like a long rainbow in his hand.

The extremely dazzling golden light became brighter when Dahong's long sword stabbed out. At this time, Mo Ran was facing away from Dahong and was fighting with his brothers in a life-and-death battle. It seemed that he did not notice the sharp sword behind him. Dahong was very happy, and the tip of the sword was about to stab Moran behind him. Dahong believed that with his own strength, if the opponent was hit, he would lose half his life even if he didn't die.

Surprisingly, Dahong added strength to his hands, but what he didn't expect was that just as the tip of the sword was about to stab Mo Ran, a meteor suddenly appeared beside him.

Ding ~

I don't know what, but I hit Dahong's sword body, causing his pen to deviate from the direction, and did not stab Mo Ran as I wished.

"Does he have a helper?" Dahong looked to the side and was stunned.

The one who took action was not someone else, but his own master, Pang Ju.
Chapter completed!