There was only a ray of true energy, which was forcibly circulated by Lu Fan, forced out of the body, and met the overwhelming pressure above his head.
"What's going on? Brother Lu's strength has not improved for so long. Why has he regressed so much?"
Coach Lei frowned. His impression of Lu Fan was still at the stage where he was a young man with a talent and six paths of true energy condensed in his body.
Although this strength cannot be compared with a genius like Nangong Wuxiu who is rare to see in a hundred years, but looking at the current situation, it is enough to compare with these young masters who came out of the top ten ancient martial arts families. At the very least, they are capable of fighting.
of.
However, he clearly saw that Lu Fan had been silent for a long time, but finally burst out with a pitiful burst of energy.
It was said that he was facing a young master like Mo Feiyu. Even he was confident that he could kill Lu Fan on the ring within three moves.
Lu Wushuang did not speak, and her beautiful eyes were full of doubts. She did not believe that Lu Fan's strength would decline to this point in such a short period of time.
Unless he received some special treatment and care during the time he was imprisoned in the Blackwater Dungeon.
But now, among the noisy voices at the scene, there was more disdain and ridicule.
Lu Fan actually dared to say that he would compete head-on with a young master from one of the top ten families like Mo Feiyu with his bare hands. This was simply an idiot's dream and he had no idea of life or death!
No! He is not even qualified to compare with Mo Feiyu. He is not even qualified to lick Mo Feiyu's feet.
How dare you speak so brazenly that you want to beat Mo Feiyu to death with your bare hands?
In an instant, Mo Feiyu, who had been proud all his life, felt that he had suffered an unprecedented humiliation. The elegance, gentleness and gentleness on his face disappeared without a trace! Instead, there was a violent and ferocious expression:
"If you dare to insult me, I will kill you bastard today. Let's see how arrogant you are!"
White light flashed suddenly, and a cold light instantly tore through the air. Without any warning, it directly hit Lu Fan's eyebrows and came at full speed!
"Sneak attack?"
Lu Fan sneered: "You really don't insult the style of your Mo family..."
The Mo family is the number one sect of hidden weapons in the world today. Compared with head-on combat, assassination, and sneak attacks, these are the Mo family's best skills.
After hearing this, everyone in the Mohist camp turned pale.
This can be regarded as a tacit label for the Mohists in the ancient martial arts world, but Lu Fan was the first to dare to say it in public.
Although he said this, Lu Fan felt the terrifying murderous intention contained in the flying white light. His muscles tightened, and he used the mud step again, stretched out his right leg, and tilted his head to the side...
The light flew past his cheek, leaving a deep blood mark, and then flew back into Mo Feiyu's hand.
But before Lu Fan could react, one after another white light burst out from Mo Feiyu's hand!
The white light was like flying meteors, one after another, exploding in the air, sealing Lu Fan's retreat from four angles, and flying towards him again!
quick!
Lu Fan only had this feeling in his mind.
The speed of the white light was so fast that he even had hallucinations for a time. The flying white light was not a hidden weapon, but the light from the sun!
Eight rays of light roared closer, tearing open black holes in the air. With the endless strong wind, Lu Fan's whole body and every corner were tightly sealed!
"I will cut you into pieces and crush your bones into ashes!"
Mo Feiyu's furious roar shook the entire arena.
Before the last word could be said, eight murderous white lights had torn apart the protective Qi around Lu Fan's body, blasting down with endless murderous intent!
