Chapter 1691

It's impossible!

That move, he joined hands with two younger martial brothers, exhausted ten percent, no, exceeded ten percent of cultivation, only to play out!

It's a strike of the whole three times purple dome period! How can Mo Yan catch it? It's still intact!

He doesn't believe it!

Not only he, but also the other two disciples who were temporarily blind were stunned when they heard their elder martial brother's cry.

Who would have thought that after the previous terrible energy explosion, this guy didn't lose his arms and legs as expected by elder martial brother Tianyuan. On the contrary, his breath was still vigorous, his breath was still stable, and his appearance was still neat.

This kind of performance, and Tianyuan big elder martial brother and other three people's image of confusion, almost a day, a place!

Is this man the God of war!

Slowly step out from the dust, Mo Yan's face is still indifferent, casual glance at the three people.

The next second, his body movement suddenly turned into a dark shadow, with a sharp wind and oppressive breath, appeared in front of the three elder martial brothers of Tianyuan, which made them breathe slowly.

"Mo Yan, what do you want to do?"

The elder martial brother of Tianyuan suddenly saw his eyes without temperature from a close distance. He was so scared that he almost broke his courage. He subconsciously said, "we have been beaten like this by you..."

He has bad eyes and aches all over.

This Mo Yan doesn't stop there. Do you still want to fight them?

However, the elder martial brother's question has not yet come down.

The shadow passed in front of him. The elder martial brother of Tianyuan only felt that a sharp pain came from his knee. He immediately felt that he could not stand steadily, and he could not slide down. Finally, his knee softened and he knelt down on the gravel.

The slight brittle sound of broken bones sounded immediately.

"Mo Yan, what do you mean?"

The sudden attack made the third peak master stunned. He immediately reacted quickly, and his face was filled with anger.

It's like this.

The competition platform has also been destroyed. Without the limitation of the venue, it is not easy to judge the outcome. The competition should be suspended.

Mo Yan is still working at this time. Are you tired of it? Want to be chased by him?

"The game is not over yet."

In the face of the third peak's cold anger, Mo Yan just laughed and said, "the competition rules, unless you leave the competition platform, otherwise only one of the parties admits defeat, the competition is over."

Although the competition platform was destroyed, they are still on the rocks and have not stepped out of the scope of the competition platform.

The third peak leader didn't take the injured disciples away directly. Instead, he still stood in the arena of the competition platform. He also wanted to see if the disciples in the courtyard would walk out of the stone pile.

In this way, they can also drill a loophole, in order to comply with the rules of the game, ask to determine the outcome of the game.

Did not expect that Mo Yan they are not deceived, now still in front of him, beat up his disciples!

"Mo Yan, you dare!"

The merciless words made the elder martial brother of Tianyuan feel cold and his voice became sharp.

When he was very young, because of his talent, he was selected into Wuji gate, and almost grew up in the third peak.

From childhood to adulthood, as a disciple of Tianyuan, no one in Wuji sect dared to treat him like this. How could he be really insulted and beaten?

Mo Yan, as the prince of Zhongzhou royal family, has a great look. He dares to be so arrogant,