Now that Mo Wentian has a virtual cultivation base, he is very inflated.
Relying on the secret treasure and the help of the one-eyed old man, he fought with Nafatian in the 100,000-strong mountain.
Both are very powerful.
The battle that broke out also alarmed countless monks in the 100,000 Mountains.
They watched the battle.
"What a strong monk, the power of the explosion is so amazing!"
"Who is that faceless mask? It seems that he is fighting with the killing **** Fatian who has been in the limelight recently."
"That's right, it's him. Could it be that this masked man is also a celestial arrogance? Otherwise, how could he be on a par with the killing **** Fatian?"
Horror fluctuations, such as stormy waves, the battle is in full swing.
Fa Tian's face became more and more ugly.
Unexpectedly, he couldn't kill this damned Mo Wentian for a long time.
He still underestimated Mo Wentian's strength.
The two fought for a while, attracting more and more monks.
On Fa Tian and Mo Wentian, the injuries they suffered became more and more serious.
Seeing that Mo Wentian couldn't deal with Fatian, he couldn't make a quick decision.
If this continues, Mo Wentian's physical body will soon reach its limit.
Can no longer withstand the power of the Soul Mysticism.
The one-eyed old man spoke solemnly.
"You are not his opponent, run away!"
Don't ask God to understand.
"Old man, this is your fault. He and I are both injured, so why are they not his opponents?"
The one-eyed old man sneered.
"Ignorance child."
"Your physical body is ordinary, and your strength is fully supported by the magic of the soul that Grandpa casts."
"And Na Fatian has a powerful physique and surging combat power. It should be the rumored [God and Demon Hegemony Body]. his opponent."
Hearing the words of the one-eyed old man, Mo Wentian, who was full of confidence and wanted to fight Fa Tian for life and death, felt heavy in his heart, but he found this out.
Faintly, Na Fatian has gained a subtle upper hand.
He threw an attacking secret treasure.
"A truce today, you and I will fight again in the future."
Mo Wentian didn't hesitate, turned around and ran away.
"Run away!"
Fa Tian shouted in anger, and pursued him relentlessly.
[God and Demon Hegemony Body], the combat power is endless, and the golden fire is burning all over the body.
The speed of casting the secret magic technique was extremely fast, and it took a few breaths to catch up with Mo Wentian.
"Grip the grass, you're on drugs, so fast?"
Fa Tian, who suddenly came after him, shocked Mo Wentian.
Fa Tian snorted coldly, raised his hand and cut out an incomparable blade of light, as if to cut the world in half.
Mo Wentian hurriedly avoided.
But Nafatian is extremely experienced in combat.
The other hand is a fist, and the power is surging, as if it contains millions of pounds.
A punch smashed, like a mountain and river shattered.
The one-eyed old man sensed the murderous intention and hurriedly called Mo Wentian to hide!
But Mo Wentian just dodged the incomparable knife light that fell from the sky, how could he still have the energy to dodge this punch, and he didn't even have time to use the secret treasure.
This punch, fierce and violent, landed on Mo Wentian's chest ruthlessly.
Mo Wentian groaned, the whole person was blasted out and smashed into a big mountain.
His chest was dented by a punch, blood was flowing, and he was already heavily injured.
If it weren't for the fact that he now had the cultivation base, he would have dissolved most of his power.
Otherwise, Fa Tian's punch would have cost him his life.
"I won't die this time, will I?"
The severely injured body made him unable to get up for a long time, and Mo Wentian felt bitter in his heart.
This time it's really over, I can't go back alive to see my beloved sister Ruhua.
But right now.
An angry and powerless roar came from the mountain.
"Who is making trouble outside my son's cave?"
Immediately afterwards, a white-haired young man appeared from the mountain in a disheveled manner.
His morbidly pale face seemed to be overindulgent, but the power emanating from his body was extremely tyrannical.
This person actually has the cultivation of the God Transformation Jiuzhongtian!
And this white-haired young man is the younger brother of Qin Huanshui, Qin Xiuwen.
He yawned, then looked coldly at Mo Wentian who had smashed into the mountains and almost destroyed his cave.
"You don't know that this son and the ladies are at a critical juncture, how dare you make trouble outside my cave, disturb this son's sexuality, and seek death???"
Seeing this white-haired young man and feeling that the powerful cultivation base surging in him is no weaker than Fa Tian, Mo Wentian made a plan.
He took off his faceless mask, clutched his chest, coughed up blood, and looked as miserable as he looked.
Then the trembling finger pointed to the sky of the sky.
"Fellow Daoist, do you think I'm so miserable, do you look like a troublemaker? It's that guy who said he would give your wife to Missi Missi."
Qin Xiuwen followed Mo Wentian's finger and saw Fatian.
He squinted his eyes slightly, and at a glance recognized that Fa Tian was a celestial genius.
With a cold snort, Qin Xiuwen rose to the sky, his body was thin and weak, standing in the sky, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.
"Who is your Excellency, who is making trouble outside my son's cultivation cave, and is here to trouble my son?"
"Xuanwu Xianyu, cut the sky."
Fa Tian opened his mouth, his eyes flickering with fighting intent.
In the Kyushu Continent, I finally saw a real fairyland Tianjiao.
Fa Tian naturally wanted to kill him.
I sensed the fighting and killing intent in Fa Tian's eyes.
Qin Xiuwen was not afraid and spoke lightly.
"This son is the future head of the Qin family in Tianxuan Xianyu, yes Qin Xiuwen, my sister is Qin Huanshui, the country is beautiful, the most beautiful in Tianxian Xianyu, and also the domain owner of Tianxian Xianyu."
"People who are dying, don't need to know the name. Who your sister is, it's none of my business."
Fa Tian crossed the sword and attacked Qin Xiuwen.
Qin Xiuwen snorted coldly, seeing that his figure was ethereal and there was no trace to be found.
To meet the attack of that cutting the sky, at the same time, the right arm suddenly shook.
Forms a kind of bird claw shape.
Each finger is several meters long, silver and white, and silver lightning is swirling around it, making a crackling sound.
From it, it released a palpitating breath.
The power of destruction, terrifying and powerful.
This Qin Xiuwen is the arrogance of the fairyland, although he takes the path of double cultivation, but his strength is naturally not weaker than that of cutting the sky.
The silver-white giant claws are extremely magnified, and they cover the sky almost instantly.
boom -
Silver lightning intertwined vertically and horizontally, slashing down from the silver-white giant claws, domineering and fast!
And this is the secret technique of the Immortal Dao, which is extremely powerful.
As soon as he made his move, Qin Xiuwen showed his true strength and did not despise Fa Tian.
Na Fatian snorted coldly, his movements were simple and direct, he slashed with a knife, and dealt with it calmly.
The golden sword glow is invincible, and the power emerges, filling the world.
In the distance, many cultivators were watching, with shocked expressions on their faces.
Among them, many of them are the arrogant figures of the Kyushu Continent.
But compared with Fa Tian and Qin Xiuwen, the arrogance of the fairyland, the gap in strength is still too big.
Compared with the strength, it seems that one is in the sky and the other is in the ground.
Powerful combat, terrifying power, shocking, making people numb their scalps and shake their minds.
Mountains were destroyed, the earth was destroyed everywhere, ancient trees were turned upside down, and smoke was billowing. . . .
The two were evenly matched and fought evenly.
"This is the combat power of the Immortal Realm Tianjiao, it is really terrible."
"That's right, that's right, let alone fighting against these Immortal Realm Tianjiao, even if it is contaminated with the aftermath of their battle, I'm afraid they will die."
"Hey, how about the apprenticeship meeting in a few days?"
Countless monks were worried.