"One move is like eight sharp edges! It seems that Feiyu has already had the intention of killing and wants to kill this evil beast on the spot and die."

Mo Xiuneng nodded lightly and praised: "This Tianji Fan, carefully refined by my Mo Family Hidden Artifact Hall, can only play its true role in the hands of a genius like Feiyu."

"A ordinary person, even if he has the same strength, can at most he can only trigger the six sharp edges at the same time. Feiyu's move is eight, and he still looks extremely easy..."

"It's not a good thing that a young man has only appeared in my Mo family for twenty years. The future is promising."

Even Mo Yu, who has always been arrogant and doesn't take anything seriously, laughed at this moment: "That's right, who is my elder brother? He is a genius who is comparable to Nangong Wuxiu in the future! Today, Lu Fan's ability to die at his hands is also a great honor for his ancestral tomb to smoke, a great glory!"

On the ring.

Facing the eight invincible paths, the sharp edges that rushed into the body crazily.

In everyone's sight, Lu Fan stood there without hiding or avoiding, allowing the eight sharp edges to penetrate his body, then pierced through his body, flew into the air, and then rushed down the broken body again!

Everyone was so excited that they had goose bumps all over their bodies.

Fast! The speed is too fast!

Eight white lights flew away, even driving the tail light to drag in the air, turning into traces of breaking through the air, without giving the opponent any chance to react. The momentum was sharp, covered with the deadly murderous intent, and drew an arc in the air, like a scattered flower of the heavenly woman, gorgeous and terrifying!

"Die! Lu Fan can't even take a move in the hands of his elder brother. It's so trash, hahahahaha!"

"It's not that he can't take it, don't you see it? He was frightened. He stood there and didn't move for a moment, and he didn't even have the desire to fight back. He was beaten to death."

"It's too weak. He dares to show off, saying that he wants to use his body to force Feiyu's attack, and he wants to kill Feiyu with his fist. As a result, he was killed instantly by Feiyu without even a single encounter..."

"Feiyu is a real young man. How could he be compared to garbage like him?"

The eight sharp edges gathered in the air for the second time, and with an unrivalled momentum, they pierced Lu Fan's body again. Each attack hit the vital point and would undoubtedly die!

"What's going on?" Teacher Lei stood up, clenched his fists and trembled unconsciously, and his heart also sank to the bottom of the valley: "Did Brother Lu really regress so much that he couldn't even Mo Feiyu's move go smoothly?"

Lu Wushuang's pretty face was also pale, and his delicate body was trembling slightly.

"After all, can't compete with the top ten ancient martial arts families?"

Wang Guosheng's expression was extremely hard to see, and he spoke with heartache: "Eight sharp edges penetrated through his body twice in a row. Even if he is the Daluo Golden Immortal, he may not be able to survive this time..."

As for Zhong Boyong and Kong Zhuyin, they were standing there as if struck by lightning, and they could not hear the curse of the people behind them. The two of them were as if they were fixed, with a dull expression and a blank mind.

"No! It's the afterimage!"

"Be careful not to speak!"

A low cry came from the Mo family camp.

I saw the figure pierced by the sharp edge suddenly shattered like a bubble!

The next second, a figure appeared behind Mo Feiyu at some point, clenched his fist with his right hand, stretched it backward, and then suddenly blasted forward!

"Um?"

Mo Feiyu's arrogant face suddenly changed.

He had no time to react and was about to step out to avoid the punch.

However, the fist wind arrived in the next second.

Destroy and destroy!

One punch hits!

"Bang!"

Mo Feiyu suddenly leaned back, spitting blood on his mouth, and flew backwards!

However, after all, he was a powerful man who condensed nine true qi in his body.

His body was still in mid-air, but he did not give Lu Fan any chance to take advantage of the victory. His distorted body suddenly flipped over. At the same time, several white lights in his hand rushed towards Lu Fan frantically, forcing Lu Fan to disperse his energy and dodge, and also bought him enough time to allow his body to land safely.

"Ghost Sword."

After Mo Feiyu landed, he looked at Lu Fan in surprise.

Not only him, but many powerful people sitting on the high platform, but also in the camps of the Ten Major Families, also clearly saw this.

They were surprised just now, thinking that Lu Fan was killed by a blow, but in fact, his figure was about to reach the extreme, and the afterimage fell on the ground!

Transforming steps into shadows, shrinking the ground into inches!

This is the embodiment of the use of Bagua Circle Milk Step to the extreme, and it is also the secret technique that is known as the fastest body shape today: Ghost Movie Stalker!

"Lu Fan actually practiced to become a ghost ghost!"
Chapter completed!