"Mo Fan, lie down honestly!" Hun Sen's fist was rolled with sharp power, and his majestic spiritual power was concentrated on his fist. Ye Ye shone brightly, like a small sun being held in his hand by Hun Sen.

At this moment, Mo Fan realized the arrival of the crisis, and his fighting nerves suddenly became tense. Not only did he not intend to dodge and retreat, he had to move forward!

The rolling spiritual power in Mo Fan's body was mixed with devouring power and condensed into his palm. Thousands of thunder and black flames looked majestic. If Mo Fan's fist had the power to break the sky at this moment.

"Breaking Kill Fist!"

Mo Fan shouted loudly, his arms were straight, his fist was strong and he rushed towards Hun Sen's fist without any fear!

"Silly boy, you actually dare to fight me! You're really looking for death!" Hun Sen smiled gloomy in his heart, as if he had seen Mo Fan's arm breaking inch.

"It's broken! You have to regain some strength." Hun Sen remembered Jian Yonghong's advice and could not hurt Mo Fan too seriously, so he immediately regained his three-point strength.

The next second, the two fists collided!

Bang!!!

The heavy muffled sound was like two hills colliding, and violent sounds spread out with heavy shocks, and the cell began to shake.

After nearly three seconds of power collision, two figures retreated one after another.

Hun Sen only took about two or three steps back, but Mo Fan took at least six steps back!

Mo Fan covered his right shoulder and felt the blood in his body rolling, a mouthful of blood surged into his mouth, and red blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

It is obvious that he was not only at a disadvantage in the collision just now, but also suffered considerable injuries.

"Tsk! The Six-Secret War Sect is indeed not easy to deal with!" Mo Fan frowned, took a deep breath, used his skills, tried his best to suppress the restless qi and blood, and restore it to stability, and at the same time dispersed the remaining power of Hong Sen's power out of his body.

At this time, Hun Sen looked at Mo Fan with a gloomy face, with a little shock in his fierce eyes. He found that he really underestimated Mo Fan.

The punch I just now is definitely not something that the Second Line War Sect can take. If you resist such a punch, your arm will be dislocated, and there will be many bone cracks. But look at Mo Fan now, how can he look dislocated?

Is he really the Second-Shift War Sect? This kind of thought came to mind.

"Thunder attribute spiritual power is troublesome!" Hun Sen shook his arm, trying to drive out the numbness.

Hong Sen had known that Mo Fan's spiritual power was thunder attribute, so he was wary of it. He was prepared at the beginning and used spiritual power to defend against the collision to prevent the thunder-type spiritual power from infiltration. However, to his surprise, spiritual power still penetrated into his body.

In the fleeting seconds of the collision, Hun Sen realized that the defense he built had disappeared in an extremely strange way. Hun Sen didn't know what was going on, but Mo Fan knew very well that it was the power of devouring.

At that moment, the devouring power not only weakened Hun Sen's offensive, but also disintegrated his defense, allowing Mo Fan's spiritual power to sneak into it.

After the two of them came down in one round, many elders who were watching outside the prison door were in an uproar.

"I'll go! This kid is amazing!"

"It is truly a genius who can block the attack of the Six-Secret War Sect!"

"As for such a fuss? The Four-Seal War Sect is not his enemy of one attack, so it is natural to be able to take the Six-Seal War Sect's move."

"It's right, but he probably can't hold on with the next move. The spiritual power flowing in Hun Sen's body became even bigger. Obviously, he didn't want to hold back."

"Is Mo Fan really too outrageous, or is there any moisture in Hun Sen's realm?"

"I think it's too incredible to withstand the attack of the Six-Shift War Sect at the level of the Second-Shift War Sect. Either Mo Fan is really capable, or that Hun Sen is not capable."

"I think you're quite reasonable. Mo Fan doesn't even have a Tianjuan divine body. It's already very strange to be able to challenge him more than level. He can even cross four small realms to fight against Hun Sen. Tsk tsk! I think that Hun Sen's realm is not something he has cultivated normally, it should be made up of elixirs."

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When the realm is elevated to the realm of the War Sect, the warrior's senses will become extremely sharp, especially vision and hearing.

Just now, the words said by the elders outside the door fell into Hun Sen's ears without leaving a single word. Now his face turned red, his anger spread to his eyes, and his bloodshots were extremely ferocious.

The elders outside the sect were all venerable figures, and they were not something that the punishment elders like him could afford to offend, so the rage in his chest naturally moved to Mo Fan.

"Mo...fan..." Hong Sen's eyes were red, and he wanted to peel Mo Fan and get cramps! Even if he wanted to swallow him alive, it would not be an exaggeration!

I was actually looked down upon by others! This is what you asked for!

After a roar in his heart, Hun Sen no longer suppressed his strength, and his momentum suddenly surged, and he was not afraid of killing Mo Fan seriously.

After a brief fight just now, Hun Sen knew that Mo Fan would not let him take it easily, so he would continue to be ridiculed by others if he didn't show more strength!

What Jian Yonghong needs is Mo Fan to live, so as long as he does not hurt his life, it will be fine!

"Ice thorns!" Hong Sen pinched his hands and gushed out of his mind, and his spiritual power spewed out, condensed ice-blue thorn chains out of thin air. The surface of the chain was covered with sharp ice thorns, and each thorn emitted a trembling cold light!

In an instant, the ten thorn chains were like long snakes, full of spirituality, swaying their bodies, rushing towards Mo Fan from all directions, as if they were about to tie him up.

"Mo Fan, this move is a martial art accompanied by the martial arts I practice. It not only has the effect of restraint, but also has the effect of attack. No one of the people who got this move had escaped!" Hun Sen laughed, his eyes full of pride.

At this time, Mo Fan had no time to listen to Hun Sen's nonsense. He kept waving his fists to destroy the thorn chains that were approaching quickly. However, he did not expect that the thorns were very sharp and his attacks were lost after dodging one after another!

His spiritual power attribute is a thunder attribute that combines speed and strength! He can't even destroy these ice-attribute chains. He is really annoying!

In fact, his accuracy was not that low. Many times, his attacks barely crossed the edge of the thorns, but did not cause actual damage.

Of course, Mo Fan knew why this was. He had just occupied an attribute advantage. The advantage alone could not make up for the gap in the realm.

"Damn it!"

Use all the attack skills in the "Six Demon Styles" to use. The empty ones, the middle ones, and even if they are hit, they cannot destroy a chain of thorns.

"Dark Ray" has also been held in Mo Fan's hand. In the form of double-edged swordsmanship, Mo Fan still has no effect.

Mo Fan gritted his teeth and his thoughts turned rapidly in his mind, wanting to think of a countermeasure, but those thorny chains did not give him too much time.

However, in a fleeting time, the thorn chain had reached Mo Fan's body, and the farthest one was only half a meter away from him.

In desperation, Mo Fan increased the power of devouring to the extreme, if the power of devouring flames covered every inch of Mo Fan's skin and formed a defense.

At the same time, the spiritual power in the dantian was transported into Mo Fan's limbs and bones like a long rolling river. The next second, the spiritual power was released, and countless thunder arcs like thunder snakes were shot out from Mo Fan's body.

"Principality!"
Chapter completed!