"Boy, do you really think you can defeat me with just one casual blow from me?"
Mo Fan stared at Ye Xuan with an ugly expression on his face.
This guy really thinks he can beat him with just one casual blow?
He has killed countless such guys.
Boom!
The next moment, waves of terrifying power suddenly burst out from Mo Fan.
That power is definitely king-level!
And it’s a top-notch king!
With this kind of strength, if you put it in the Lietian Kingdom, you would be a top-notch master.
Unexpectedly, we would collide in this Xuanyao Mountain Range.
call out!
The next moment, Mo Fan's figure suddenly flashed and appeared directly in front of Ye Xuan. He jumped up high and hit Ye Xuan's face with a whip leg.
There was a whining sound in the air, and the whip leg had the power of Dao patterns and the blessing of true energy.
Suppose this whip kick hits a big mountain.
It is no exaggeration to say that the mountain will turn into a pile of powder in an instant.
Even a monk at the level of king would probably not be able to withstand such a violent blow.
This Mo Fan, as if he had practiced horizontal kung fu, started playing this kind of close-fitting short game.
When Mo Fan took action, the old man Mai didn't say anything, and he didn't even look, as if he was ignoring everything.
All of this naturally fell into Ye Xuan's eyes.
Why didn't he know what the old man in sackcloth was thinking in his mind?
It was just that he was suspicious of this suspicious person who suddenly appeared, and wanted Mo Fan to deal with it for him.
Then take care of Mo Fan.
Ye Xuan could penetrate the city of the old man in sackcloth with just one glance.
He didn't say anything, but faced Mo Fan directly.
Bang!
Mo Fan kicked out with a horizontal kick. That kick had the power to shatter mountains and rivers. You can imagine how terrifying it was.
But Ye Xuan raised his hand slowly and spread his fingers.
As if he could predict the trajectory of Mo Fan's attack, he made preparations in advance.
With a bang, Mo Fan's kick was directly grabbed by Ye Xuan's calf and blocked easily.
He didn't even use Dao Wen.
"Huh?" One kick was blocked, Mo Fan's face darkened, but then he quickly kicked out and kicked the other foot directly towards Ye Xuan's heart!
Bang!
However, without any accident, Ye Xuan once again grabbed Mo Fan's other foot.
"What?" Mo Fan was shocked.
Why is this guy's reflexes so strong?
As if you can completely spy on his movements and make preparations in advance?
But with these two shots, his shooting speed was extremely fast, and he had no chance to react at all. How could he predict it in advance?
This made him feel incredible.
"It's my turn." Ye Xuan suddenly smiled indifferently, moved his hands slightly, suddenly grabbed Mo Fan's ankles, and then slammed them down under Mo Fan's suddenly changed expression.
Boom!
The next moment, Mo Fan was hit hard on the ground by Ye Xuan, creating a huge hole.
Ye Xuan lifted Mo Fan as if he was holding a millstone and slammed it onto the ground.
The first hit knocked Mo Fan unconscious.
Knock it down again and wake it up, with stars popping out of your eyes and all kinds of disgusting things.
Then, Mo Fan fainted again.
At this moment, if Lin Feiyan were here, he would probably be able to understand Mo Fan's feelings.
Lin Feiyan was beaten to death by Ye Xuan back then.
Even worse than Mo Fan now!
Bang!
After Ye Xuan smashed it three times, he threw Mo Fan in front of the old man Mai and said calmly: "This is the way to deal with a grandson like you. This is a free lesson for you."
The old man in sackcloth stared at Ye Xuan closely, and a bright light appeared in his cloudy eyes: "Who sent you?"
He saw many extraordinary things from Ye Xuan.
Although his grandson is an evildoer, he has trained him since he was a child anyway. Old Man Mai also knows very well about Mo Fan.
Ordinary people, let alone being crowned kings, even those in the Celestial Realm may not be Mo Fan's opponent.
But the young man at the moment obviously looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is still childish, but he has such strength, and his speech is obviously not an ordinary person.
At the first moment, he guessed Ye Xuan's origin.
Even after thinking for a while, he couldn't figure out where Ye Xuan came from.
If it was an enemy, they would definitely not send such a guy here.
And the first thing this guy said was that he wanted to make a deal with him.
And the other party knew that he was from the Mo family.
He has been in this southern region for so many years and has never been exposed. No one knows except his grandson Mo Fan and granddaughter Mo Qinglian.
The Mo family is not just any Mo family.
But...
Donghuang Mo Family!
A cultivating family with an incomparable ancient heritage is a behemoth in the entire Eastern Wasteland.
Just because of certain things, the head of the family fell to this point.
But he has always believed that this is definitely not the end.
One day, he will regain his strength, return to the Mo family, and eradicate those enemies and the traitors!
"Didn't I tell you that I'd like to make a deal with you?" Ye Xuan put his hands back in his pockets and said with a calm smile.
"Besides, I advise you to kill your grandson. He is a rebellious and treacherous villain. If you continue to keep him, you will surely die at his hands in the future."
Ye Xuan never had a good impression of such a guy.
Especially the layout ninety thousand years ago almost pushed him into the abyss.
Fortunately, his eternal emperor soul was invincible. After sleeping for 90,000 years, he finally woke up and returned to his physical body.
Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Because of this, Ye Xuan was most disgusted with this kind of rebellious guy who didn't know any kindness.
If this Mo Fan was his grandson, he would unscrew his head first without saying a word.
The old man in Mai looked calm and looked at Ye Xuan with squinted eyes: "Even if we really make a deal, you can't help me."
"So, the transaction cannot proceed."
"You go."
Ye Xuan shook his head slightly and said: "I'll cure you, you just need to remember that you owe me something, and I will pick it up in the future."
"Do you know what kind of injury I have?" The old man in Mai couldn't help but narrowed his eyes when he saw that Ye Xuan was not giving up.
"Don't worry about the injury, I can treat it anyway." Ye Xuan said with a calm smile.
"Hehehe, you don't even know what my injury is, and you dare to talk about curing me?" The old man in Mai seemed to have heard a big joke.
"Daoshang." Ye Xuan whispered the word while the old man in Mai was still laughing.
The laughter of the old man in Mai suddenly stopped. He stared at Ye Xuan, and the terrifying aura burst out from his body.
"Who are you anyway?"
Ye Xuan felt the aura coming from the old man Mai. He did not answer the old man Mai's words. Instead, he clicked his tongue and said: "It's really miserable for a dignified monk in the Holy Realm to be reduced to a person who can only scare people with a breath."
The old man in sackcloth was suddenly shocked, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.
This guy can actually see his previous cultivation level?
For a moment, the old man in Mai was confused and confused.
He was not sure where this Ye Xuan came from.
"Let's go back to your house and I'll help you heal your wounds." Ye Xuan ignored the shock of the old man Mai and said with a calm smile.
Not only could he see the old man's previous cultivation, he could even see that there were big problems with his skills.
But Ye Xuan didn't say it directly.
He was quite confused.
The Mo family of Donghuang is a very ancient family.
It existed millions of years ago.
Ye Xuan, a member of the Mo family's glory, has dealt with him before, and he is a pretty good boy.
The Mo family was very powerful at that time.
In Ye Xuan's memory, before he fell asleep, the Mo family in Donghuang still had a lot of power. Logically speaking, there should be no problems with the cultivation technique.
But for some reason, there was something really wrong with this old man's technique.
Come to think of it, something must have happened.
Otherwise, the head of the Mo family would not have ended up like this.
"Why are you standing there, let's go?"
After walking for a while, Ye Xuan couldn't help but said impatiently when he saw the old man in sackcloth standing there.
"My home is not over there." The old man in Mai did not look back, but dragged Mo Fan in another direction.
In the end, the old man in Mai was doubtful and decided to take Ye Xuan back to give it a try.
"I didn't tell you earlier."
Ye Xuan rolled his eyes, turned around and followed the old man in Mai.