"I know you are very strong, but it would be too arrogant to defeat me with three moves!"

Mo Yang followed closely behind and also jumped into the sky.

On the Fiery Sea, the battle is about to break out.

"You guys are optimistic, I, Tang Fan, are you qualified to be your leader!"

Tang Fan's eyes swept across everyone, and he knew very well what this battle meant.

"Tang Fan, my disciple of the Blood Holy Sect, except for bloodline, is no worse than you!"

Mo Yang's blood and energy burst out, murderous intent spread in his eyes, and a powerful aura emerged from his hands, gradually turning into a peak above his head!

This peak is the front shadow peak of the Blood Holy Sect and is also Mo Yang’s home!

As the mountain expanded, Mo Yang's aura changed, and a sense of respect appeared in the killing!

This peak is transformed by his hard work, and it also represents his loyalty to the Blood Holy Sect!

"Tang Fan, why do you need three moves? This magical power is my experience over the past ten years and is also my strongest spell to date. If you can resist it, I will be defeated!"

"One move!"

Tang Fan likes straightforward people, and he also sees that Mo Yang is different from King of Hell, Gong Liu and others. He is a person who has a sect in his heart and is determined to win glory for the sect.

This is similar to Li Xian'er.

Li Xian'er?

Tang Fan suddenly thought that since he entered this world, he had never seen Li Xian'er and Wu Dan, as well as the mysterious woman in white from Qianying Peak.

These three people never appeared!

At this time, a sound came from afar. Some people dragged their seriously injured bodies and slowly walked to the beach of Lieyan, looking at everything at the scene in a daze.

The leaders are Wang Shang and Ning Hou!

It can be seen from their injuries that they have encountered many troubles these days.

When they saw Tang Fan and Mo Yang in the sky, they looked at the two groups of people on the coast and immediately understood something.

"Shaozu, we are here!"

"Kill Mo Yang, you are my junior ancestor!"

Wang Shang and others had an appointment with Tang Fan first. As long as they could pass the first level, they would join his team.

Tang Fan lowered his head and swept his hand, slapped the Qiankun bag, and several soul medicines flew out of it, which accurately landed in front of these people.

"Heal the wounds quickly and wait for my young ancestor to take you through this sea!"

"Thank you for giving the medicine to the young ancestor!"

Everyone took the soul medicine and immediately bowed.

"Tang Fan, you thought too easily!"

Tang Fan's confidence angered Mo Yang. He pinched his fingers, and the blood-colored mountain above his head made a roar and headed towards Tang Fan's suppression.

Tang Fan felt the pressure above his head, and did not dodge, but raised his hand and pointed forward, and the blood qi radiated and turned into a bloody body in front of him.

"magic……"

The blood body slowly opened. When he opened his eyes, his body instantly swelled and turned into a blood-colored giant.

"Mo Yang, I will let you see what inheritance is now!"

Tang Fan's mind moved, and the blood-colored giant in front of him raised his arm, opened his palm, and gently pushed towards the flying mountain.

Although his palms are big, they are still much smaller than this mountain.

"snort!"

Mo Yang looked arrogant and made a gesture again. The blood and energy on the top of the peak suddenly gathered together and turned into a bloody dragon head!

"Ao!"

The dragon head roared at the sky, and the whole mountain was like his dragon body!

In this way, it has greater power and faster speed, and it roared and crashed into Tang Fan's blood body.

"Tang Fan, this is my self-enlightenment spell that I have been in seclusion for ten years, the Longshan Art!"

Mo Yang's eyes were shining with confidence. Even his master said that this technique was powerful, and perhaps it was close to the inherited secret technique in the Blood Saint Sect!

"Bloodline, invincible!"

Tang Fan still had no change. Just as he was speaking, the palm of his blood body collided with the mountain.

"Bang!"

The sky and the earth roared, and a powerful energy spread around, causing the Fiery Sea to boil.

No one expected that the palm of the blood body would actually hold up a mountain that was several times larger than it!

"Ao!"

The dragon head at the top of the peak opened its bloody mouth and swallowed it straight to the bloody body. This is another change in this technique.

At this time, the blood raised his other arm and poked his finger towards the coming dragon head.

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang, and the huge blood-colored dragon head stopped in the air, as if it was frozen.

"ah……"

The people watching the battle around made a sound of surprise, and this scene was so shocking.

"This is impossible!"

Mo Yang let out an unwilling wail, and he made another move to burst out his cultivation.

The dragon head roared, and the mountain peaks were shaking even more violently. The two struggled desperately, trying to get rid of the control of their blood body.

"Nothing is impossible!"

Tang Fan jumped to the top of the bloody head, waved gently at the mountain and the dragon head, as if giving an order, and said a word:

"Split!"

This word is like igniting the will of the world here, and a wind invisibly generated, gently sweeping across the mountains and dragon heads...

"boom……"

Just like a collapse, the dragon head and the mountain had no resistance at all, and immediately disintegrated and turned into blood and energy.

The blood body grabbed the blood and energy again, and all the blood and energy were pulled, all merged into the palm of the blood body, and turned into a blood-colored ball of light.

Inside the blood-colored light ball is the blood and cultivation that belongs to Mo Yang!

"ah!"

Mo Yang's magic was broken and severely backlashed. Blood was gushing out of his mouth. His body was extremely weak. He fell from the air and hit the ground hard.

There was a silence around, and everyone looked at Tang Fan in horror, with deep fear in their eyes.

Invincible!

They knew that Tang Fan was strong, but they didn't expect that they could beat Mo Yang easily with one move!

"Do you understand?"

Tang Fan swept his cold eyes over everyone, raised his bloody body and waved his arm, threw the blood-colored light ball in his hand towards Mo Yang, and integrated into his body.

With the recovery of blood and cultivation, Mo Yang quickly recovered.

He got up from the ground, looked at Tang Fan in confusion, and asked, "Why don't you kill me?"

"Save you and contribute to the sect!"

"Ha ha……"

Mo Yang smiled bitterly, lowered his head and meditated for a moment, then knelt on one knee and clasped his fists at Tang Fan: "Mo Yang, see the young ancestor!"

Tang Fan did not speak, but looked at Mo Yang's subordinates.

These people also hesitated for a moment and finally worshiped them all.

"See Shaozu!"

"See Shaozu..."

Until everyone here worshiped each other, including Yaoming, Feng Chunyan and others.

Tang Fan finally won the respect that he deserved to be the young ancestor of the Blood Saint Sect with his strength!

"All up!"

Tang Fan collected his blood and fell in front of Mo Yang.

Mo Yang gritted his teeth and asked, "Is this a crush on his bloodline?"

When he took action on the blood body just now, he felt as if the blood in his body was under control.
To be continued...