As Mo Ran finished his voice, the black flame sword in his hand suddenly burst out with dazzling purple light, and the unparalleled energy and energy quickly spread on the blade. In the blink of an eye, the blade body, which was only a few feet long, suddenly stretched out.

The sword light, a nearly 100-foot purple sword light appeared in front of everyone under the urge of Mo Ran's powerful internal energy. The bitter sword wind broke through all the constraints in the space and suddenly slashed at Han Kun, who was still in shock.

Absolute flash.

A sword flashed like lightning, as fast as lightning, as wind, and Han Kun's whole body was covered. The use of this epic martial art fully demonstrated Mo Ran's firm intention to kill Han Kun. Mo Ran was very clear about his mentality. At present, the slightest concession was leaving trouble for himself, and he would never allow such a thing to happen. So~

Han Kun must die.

The shocking flash of sword light made everyone feel an extremely domineering destructive aura sweeping over the entire Luoyan Island. Although the sword light was not directed at me, everyone felt that they were under this sword light. While their minds were trembling, even their souls continued to tremble.

What a strong knife. This knife is enough to break the sea.

In the shock, everyone couldn't help but retreat several feet away. At this time, Han Kun was deeply shocked because of Mo Ran's words. Seeing the sword light coming, he could not avoid it. In a hurry, Han Kun turned his face and flew his hands, a huge shield appeared in his hand.

With all the internal energy activated, Han Kun raised the giant shield toward the forty-five degrees of angle on his head. At the same time, the majestic peak Martial Saint's inner energy was poured into the giant shield.

"boom"

In the sky, the dark clouds that had just disappeared condensed rapidly again because of this shocking collision, but this time it was not because of the weather. The reunion of the dark clouds was entirely caused by the collision of internal energy between Mo Ran and Han Kun.

In the dense clouds, thick lightning rolled in, and as the moment Mo Ran's sword light hit the giant shield, it suddenly hit.

Rumble ~

A huge roar resounded over the entire Luoyan Island, and everyone couldn't help but cover their ears. As for the sea beasts, they retreated back into the deep sea in horror, as if they were afraid of being attacked by the rolling thunder clouds.

Lan Hai looked at the scene in front of him in horror, and was so scared that he kept sticking out his tongue, but he said in his heart: "I'm so kind, I, it turns out that my brother has such strong strength."

As the king of spirit beasts in the sea of ​​Chaos Stars, Lan Hai had to admit that Moran's sword did have an aura that made him unmatched. Although he had always regarded himself very highly and had once estimated Moran's strength with a high level, he still did not expect that all this would exceed his expectations. Moran's strength was enough to be comparable to the powerful martial god.

In fact, Lan Hai didn't know that when he first met Mo Ran, the latter did not have such strength. In the six years in the formation world, Mo Ran not only realized the mystery of the formation world, but also consolidated the supernatural strength that came too fast in the subtle practice.

It can be said that before entering the strange formation world, Mo Ran could be comparable to the Blue Ocean, and could also compete when encountering the powerful martial god. However, now, Mo Ran's true strength is already comparable to that of the powerful martial god.

With such a strong strength and epic martial arts, there is no need to say the result.

The moment the hundred-foot sword light touched the giant shield, everyone heard not only the shocking thunder, but also the thunder sound of extremely clear metal shattering, which was strangely spreading from the sky.

"Wow"

The giant shield that Han Kun suddenly took out was shattered by Mo Ran's knife in a blink of an eye, and turned into countless metal fragments and shot out.

The giant shield was obviously not an ordinary person. Under the power of this sword, he did not split Han Kun in half as he wished. However, he was not feeling well. The giant shield shattered, Mo Ran's sword force was offset by 50%, while the other 50% of the energy still rushed towards Han Kun behind the giant shield.

"Click"

Another crisp sound, after the shield was broken, this was a shrill cry from the thick inner energy war clothes on Han Kun's body collapsed.

The sword was like lightning, and Han Kun could not withstand the power of this blow. When a mouthful of blood was spurted out, the man shot out towards the rear of Luoyan Island like a kite with a broken string.

When the onlookers saw this, they were all shocked. You know, the Master Xingluomen who had been scattered in the chaotic sea of ​​stars for a hundred years, how could he be so vulnerable that he was hit by the opponent's blow to the point of bleeding.

In shock, the disciples of Xingluomon only realized how much trouble their young sect leader had caused. Now there was no need to think about it. Just looking, everyone knew that Mo Ran in front of him was absolutely capable of killing Xingluomon.

Ignoring the shocking sounds in the venue, Mo Ran's mind was tightly locked in Han Kun. When he saw that Han Kun was really as he wished, he was seriously injured in one blow, a cruel sneer immediately appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He stepped on the void violently, and a loud thunder sounded loudly came out. Everyone saw that Mo Ran, who was standing a hundred feet away just now, suddenly disappeared strangely from the spot.

When everyone saw this, they all exclaimed, and then they began to look for Mo Ran, who could not achieve half of the effect.

"Peng"

In the dim sky, a dazzling purple lightning shook the sky like a meteor, and its speed was so fast that 99% of the people around could not capture Mo Ran's traces.

At the scene, only Qing Mingzi, Dao Xuanzi, and the strange boy could see Mo Ran's movements clearly.

Qing Mingzi and Dao Xuanzi's eyes were filled with helpless expressions. They looked at each other and said in unison: "It's over, Han Kun is in trouble."

It seemed that they wanted to verify their words, just as they finished speaking, the dull sound of the heavy object bombarding the ** suddenly opened the prelude that made people feel broken.

Mo Ran, who was almost lightning, appeared again. When everyone saw him, he had already arrived in front of Han Kun. Mo Ran used his not-so-big fists to tell everyone without hesitation. What he is strongest is not the sword, but the most powerful is~

fist.

In the sky, hundreds of thousands of fist shadows of all sizes appeared like a pouring rain, covering a land of several miles. Han Kun, who was slashed by Mo Ran and vomited blood in his mouth, was within the range of the fist shadows in the sky.

Few people could see clearly what was happening in this space intertwined by fist shadows. They could only hear the low "puff" sound, which was heard one after another, and the sounds were connected, and everyone's hearts were beating faster with the dull roar.

They knew that it was the sound of Mo Ran's fist falling on Han Kun. Although the sound was getting faster and faster, no one would count how many punches Han Kun had hit, but they could imagine that in the blink of an eye, Han Kun had at least thousands of punches Mo Ran.

After being punched thousands of times by a strong man with the power of a martial god, Han Kun's result will definitely not be much better.

In the field, the only child who could roughly see Mo Ran's movements could no longer maintain his calm expression. His slightly changed ugly face was filled with an unconcealed shock. He had never seen such a powerful offensive.

As a child, he had not used these fists for many years. He had only passed by here and did not intend to watch the excitement. For him, everything in this world had nothing to do with him, and his only purpose was to practice. However, beyond his expectations, here, he could see a treasure blade that even he was salivating: the Black Flame Sword.

The little boy who planned to only look at the knife but not the person had forgotten his purpose here at this moment. The reason was that Moran's fists were so powerful that the little boy could no longer find any kind of earthly martial arts weapon that could be compared with Moran's fists.

It was a pair of small fists, a bit ordinary, but no one would underestimate Mo Ran's fist. With the child's familiarity with the origin of all the power in this world, he could not find out any original energy that could train such fists.

The fist is as heavy as a mountain, and the hardness shows cold iron. The most important thing is that there is only a layer of purple air as thin as frost and mist hanging on the fist, and there is not much internal energy surging. It is this point that makes the children pay attention to.

The condensation of power has reached this point, which is simply amazing.

The child could feel that Mo Ran had not used too much internal energy, but he just condensed the internal energy to an extremely pure level. Such internal energy only needs to be mobilized a little, and then hit by the fist to gather it into a little. Its power is enough to make some earthly martial arts saints inferior.

"This kid is so strong."

Just now, the little boy who wanted to help Mo Ran had already thrown this idea behind his head if Qing Mingzi and Dao Xuanzi intervened, and now he began to measure Mo Ran with his own strength.

After careful consideration, in just a moment, the little boy got the result that he was not willing to admit.

"This is just as good as myself."

The strong men were thinking very quickly. This thought was just the moment when the light of spirit flashed. This moment might not be as long as the blink of an eye, but this time was enough to do a lot of things for Mo Ran.

After a brief period of speculation, Han Kun had already hit many punches. His aura had dropped to the lowest point, and even the inner energy that was most defensive was almost exhausted.

"Oh, it's over. Han Kun can't escape and die today." Qing Mingzi sighed, helplessly, and at the same time, he felt like a rabbit and a fox cook.

The one who has the same feeling as Qing Mingzi is the one who belongs to Dao Xuanzi. When he sighed, Dao Xuanzi said: "It seems that today, the Heavenly King's Golden Armor will not save his life."

Just as the two were sighing, suddenly, an extremely majestic voice suddenly came into their souls. Hearing this voice, their faces changed drastically.

"Stop him and don't let Han Kun die."
Chapter completed!