"There are eight sharp edges as soon as you strike! It seems that Feiyu has murderous intentions and wants to kill this evil beast on the spot."
Mo Xiuneng nodded lightly and praised: "This Tianji fan, which is carefully refined by our Mo family's hidden weapon hall, can only play its true role in the hands of a genius like Feiyu."
"Ordinary people, even if they have the same strength, can only activate six sharp edges at the same time at most. Feiyu's move can only activate eight, and it seems to be extremely easy..."
"It's true that our Mo family has only had a young master in twenty years. The future is promising."
Even Mo Yu, who had always been arrogant and didn't take anything seriously, laughed loudly at this time: "That's it, who is my eldest brother? He is a genius who can rival Nangong Wuxiu in the future! Lu Fan can die in his hands today
Above, it’s his ancestral graves that emit green smoke, a great honor!”
On the arena.
Facing the eight invincible edges, the mad rush into the body.
In everyone's sight, Lu Fan stood there without hiding, letting the eight sharp rays penetrate his body, then pierced his body, flew into the air, and struck the broken body again with two sudden blows.
Blast down!
Everyone was so excited that they had goosebumps all over their bodies.
Fast! It’s too fast!
Eight rays of white light flew rapidly, even dragging their tail lights in the air, turning into traces that broke through the air, without giving the opponent any chance to react. The momentum was fierce, covered with a murderous intention, and streaked through the air.
An arc is like a goddess scattering flowers, gorgeous and terrifying!
"Dead! Lu Fan can't even take a single move in the hands of big brother. It's so rubbish, hahahahaha!"
"He couldn't take it, didn't you see? He was so frightened that he stood there motionless and didn't even have the desire to fight back. He was beaten to death just like that."
"Too weak. He actually dared to show off. He said that he would withstand Feiyu's attacks with his body and beat Feiyu to death with his fists. But in the end, he was instantly killed by Feiyu without even meeting him..."
"Fei Yu is a real young master, how can a trash like him be compared?"
The eight sharp edges gathered in the air for the second time, and with unrivaled power, they once again pierced Lu Fan's body. Every blow hit the vital point, and he was certain to die!
"What's going on?" Coach Lei stood up, clenched his hands and trembled unconsciously, and his heart sank to the bottom: "Is it true that Brother Lu's strength has declined so much that he can't even take a move from Mo Feiyu smoothly?
Come down?"
Lu Wushuang's pretty face was also pale, and her delicate body was trembling slightly.
"Can we not defeat the top ten ancient martial arts families after all?"
Wang Guosheng's face turned extremely ugly, and he said sadly: "Eight sharp edges penetrated his body twice in a row. Even if he is Daluo Jinxian, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive this time..."
As for Zhong Boyong and Kong Zhuyin, they stood there as if they were struck by lightning, and they could not hear the curses of the people behind them. The two people seemed to be frozen, their expressions were dull, and their minds were blank.
"No! It's an afterimage!"
"Be careful Feiyu!"
Along with this, a low cry came from the Mo family camp.
I saw the figure pierced by the sharp edge, suddenly shattering like a bubble!
The next second, a figure appeared behind Mo Feiyu at some point. He made a fist with his right hand, stretched it back, and then suddenly blasted forward!
"Um?"
Mo Feiyu's haughty expression suddenly changed.
He had no time to react and was about to step out to avoid the punch.
However, the fist wind arrived the next second.
Destroy everything!
Hit with one punch!
"boom!"
Mo Feiyu leaned back suddenly, spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards!
However, after all, he is a strong man with nine channels of true energy condensed in his body.
The body was still in mid-air, but Lu Fan was not given any chance to pursue the victory. His twisted body suddenly turned over, and at the same time, several white beams from his hand were wildly shot out at Lu Fan, forcing Lu Fan to distract his energy to dodge, and also gave himself a blow.
I bought enough time for my body to land safely.
"Ghostly."
After Mo Feiyu landed, he looked at Lu Fan in surprise.
Not only him, but many powerful people sitting on the high platform, as well as the ten major families and other camps, also clearly saw this.
What surprised them just now was that Lu Fan, who thought he had been fatally struck by a single blow, was actually an afterimage of him who had reached his extreme height and landed on the ground!
Turn a step into a shadow, shrink into an inch!
This is the ultimate embodiment of Bagua Mu Mu, and it is also known as the fastest body movement secret technique today: ghost shadow and trace!
"Lu Fan actually practiced and became a ghost!"
Mo Xiuneng narrowed his eyes into a thin line, and his voice was filled with murderous intent!
