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1217 A small test of a knife

Deep in the courtyard and above the sky, several figures of human beings flashed like lightning, sometimes empty and sometimes illusory, all of which are peerless body techniques displayed on powerful strength.

The raging energy flew up inside and outside the courtyard, causing the whole space to tremble continuously. Sometimes, strong winds swept through, and even nearly a hundred cracks appeared in the space.

The duel between the powerful Divine Emperor is fighting to the death again. The three and seven contestants present showed their full ability.

The colorful waves of the sky rose one after another, without any intention of stopping. The longer the battle, the more powerful the aura of the strong men was. From this perspective, we know that these seven powerful men have fought to the death.

The Yuanpo of the Zhenfu represents the entire Poison Lord Mansion. Whoever can get it will be able to become a overlord, and no one has a reason to give up.

There were three battle circles between the field, Sun Yuan and Yin Ziyi were in full swing and could not stand up. One of the two had fire and restrained Yin Ziyi's performance with the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, while the other was possessed with peerless martial arts and had the best of the king-level magical artifacts, which took advantage of the magical artifacts. If the two counteracted, they would naturally be difficult to solve.

On the other hand, Luo Shen and Mo Zi worked together to fight Mu Xu. The latter was crazy and powerful, with great power. The treasure sword Jiulong Flame Blade was full of power. The former was the successor of Tongtian Xuan Pavilion, and even more magical artifacts were stacked. They were dazzling and combined to do it. Mu Xu could not take advantage in a short period of time.

Among the three battle circles, the one who fought the most dangerous was Mo Ran's side. Although he and Bai Xuanrou were quite different in strength, Mo Ran had teleportation skills after all. When it comes to body skills, all the strong people present were not Mo Ran's enemies.

The pure vitality was squandered and the battle lasted for a whole day and night, but no side decided the outcome.

After beating for a long time, Bai Xuanrou gradually became annoyed, and beads of sweat as big as beans began to seep out from her pretty face covered with frost.

Mo Ran was really too difficult. At this time, Bai Xuanrou knew how many powerful abilities Mo Ran had. This day and night, just the power of the Five Spirits, she experienced it back and forth, and naturally she became more and more shocked when she fought.

The Double Spirit Community is rare in the Tianwu Realm, but that is normal. No one is like Mo Ran. There are five kinds of original energy hidden in the purple palace, which makes Bai Xuanrou really hard to believe. Moreover, every time Mo Ran punches, it will contain the attack of the soul, causing him a lot of trouble.

"Damn kid, no wonder he was arrogant. He didn't expect that he actually had the origin of the Five Spirits. How did he cultivate to this level?" While fighting, Bai Xuanrou kept stomping.

It is already difficult to cultivate an original energy to the extreme, let alone the double spirit community. As for the five types, let alone heard of them, Bai Xuanrou never dared to think about them.

However, all this really appeared in front of him. Mo Ran’s strength was not just the realm of the first-level Divine Emperor on the surface. If it weren’t for the fight, Mo Ran’s vague feeling of fatigue would have been vaguely revealed, Bai Xuanrou would have escaped long ago.

"The strength is no less than that of the high-level divine emperor. Although the vitality is not strong enough, these five origins are mixed together to make up for this deficiency. It seems that some means are needed."

Thinking of this, Bai Xuanrou swung his sword, and dozens of ice edges flew out, the man gracefully flashed to the side, his movements were not slow. As soon as the sword power was stopped, Bai Xuanrou suddenly let out a cold and harsh shout from her mouth.

"Xuanbing Cage~"

The shouts were resounding, and Mo Ran was stunned. Before he could recover, the cold air that oozed out of Bai Xuanrou's jade hands suddenly condensed into a huge ice cage in the sky.

The cage was radiating with a biting cold feeling that made people feel, and fell to Mo Ran's head.

Mo Ran was about to use teleportation skills to rush out, but he found that an invisible pressure surged out of the huge ice cage above his head. In the blink of an eye, Mo Ran's energy and spiritual consciousness could not react at the first time.

Now, Mo Ran looked at Bai Xuanrou in shock and said in shock: "He actually has the ability to lock the energy. This Xuanbing Cage is definitely not an ordinary secret technique."

It is not weak to use ordinary secret techniques in the hands of a high-level divine emperor, let alone such king-level martial arts.

As soon as the Xuanbing cage came out, it firmly covered Mo Ran on the ground, so that it was controlled in an area less than three meters.

Seeing that the technique was implemented and the effect was revealed, Bai Xuanrou's eyebrows spread out, her joy rose, and said, "Boy, I see how you can escape this time?"

The divine mind was limited to the range of the cage, and Mo Ran could not be used naturally. For Bai Xuanrou, Mo Ran was undoubtedly a living target, the dead man in his eyes. With a contemptuous smile, Bai Xuanrou held the Xuanbing soft sword tightly and stabbed out wildly.

Mo Ran was trapped in the Xuanbing Cage, especially when he found out that he was controlled, he became even more anxious.

At this moment, Mo Ran suddenly had a flash of inspiration and saw the space jumping point he had set up for a day and night not far away. With a sudden inspiration, his joy floated on his face.

"Can't teleportation, hum~, I still have the starry sky shift."

The original pains and difficulties of fighting this day and night were extremely difficult. Mo Ran set up a network of huge space jump points in the entire courtyard with a preparedness. He originally planned to attack Sun Yuan and Mu Xu at a critical moment, but he did not expect that he would use it on the Xuanbing Cage at this time.

The Xuanbing Cage can lock in the qi and divine thoughts, but the space jump point is already the divine thoughts released. No matter how powerful the Xuanbing Cage is, it cannot cut off the connection between Moran's divine thoughts.

As a result, Mo Ran's eyes glared, and his spiritual thoughts trembled, instantly contacting the space jumping points not far away.

"Swish~"

A sound of breaking the wind passed by, Mo Ran's figure was like an illusory spirit. He ignored the locking of the Xuanbing Cage and traveled directly over, and in the blink of an eye it reached hundreds of feet away.

Bai Xuanrou, who was about to stab Mo Ran, immediately showed shock when she saw this scene.

"What? I can't even lock him in Xuanbing cage? What kind of martial arts is this?" At the same time, Bai Xuanrou exclaimed softly in her heart.

Just a short stagnation brought Mo Ran an opportunity to take advantage of.

Standing not far behind Bai Xuanrou, Mo Ran's eyes were slightly cold, and a wisp of bone-chilling murderous intent swept out. As his lips touched slightly, he roared a few words.

"Pingtian, Lihuo style~"

The first move of Emperor Yao Ri of the Fire Realm, Mo Ran, was used by Mo Ran.

In an instant, the cold flame that had just been cold suddenly turned and turned into a hot stream that was extremely fierce. The heat stream churned with Mo Ran's palm, and in the blink of an eye, a large number of fire waves were raised.

The angry flames were surging, with the power of burning the sky and destroying the earth. As soon as this momentum came out, even Mo Ran opened his mouth wide and looked incredible.

When practicing the Pingtian Angry Flame Palm in the Creation Divine Cauldron, because the surrounding area was filled with the Buddha's World-Destroying Flame, Mo Ran did not notice the change in the fire attribute vitality in his body. He thought that the Pingtian Angry Flame Palm drove the energy released by the Buddha's World-Destroying Flame that was extremely powerful and majestic.

However, after using the God of Creation Cauldron, Mo Ran used this first time to use this top-grade martial arts in the king level. After using it, the strong fire waves were actually the flames of the world-destroying Buddha.

In fact, Mo Ran didn't know that the source fire he absorbed over the past 300,000 years had left a mark of the Buddha's world-destroying flame in his body. The source fire energy was pure and there was no division of the five spirits. However, after all, the amount of source fire obtained by Mo Ran was placed there, hundreds of magical artifacts, classics, plus the final large shift of the starry sky and the source fire in the sky map. Even if the Buddha's world-destroying flame was purified to the extreme, there would still be a wisp of essence fire in it. This also led to the supreme power of Mo Ran when he used the Flat Sky Rage Palm.

As soon as the Pingtian Lihuo style came out, the angry waves surged, and the vast fire attribute energy immediately made Bai Xuanrou feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

"Peng~"

The powerful palm power and the strange starry sky shift made Bai Xuanrou not react at all, so she was actually hit by Mo Ran's Pingtian Angry Flame Palm.

In the ultimate principle of heaven and earth, water and fire do not blend together. When water is strong, it will overcome fire, and vice versa.

Bai Xuanrou was in extreme shock, and could not react. She hit the ground with her palm, and Bai Xuanrou's blood squirted wildly, and rushed forward for nearly a hundred feet away.

Hearing the low roar, the other strong men fighting on both sides looked at Mo Ran. When they saw Mo Ran performing this peerless martial art that had been famous in the world of Heavenly Martial Arts, they all stopped in shock and exclaimed in surprise.

"Pingtian Angry Flame Palm~ How could he use the Emperor's martial arts?"

Almost one after another, Mo Ran had shocked Sun Yuan until now that he realized how insignificant everything before was.

Pingtian Angry Flame Palm, this is what can shock you.

Yin Ziyi saw that he was very knowledgeable, so he naturally knew this skill. When he looked at it, his pupils shrank, and he was shocked: "Good boy, he even stolen Yaori's special skills, and he still looked like he looked like he was. It's not simple. How many secrets does this boy have?"

Not to mention these two people, Mu Xu on the other side couldn't help but feel cold when he saw Bai Xuanrou being hurt and flew out. He had always had the upper hand and was caught by Luo Shen and Mo Zi for a moment of disorder.

The giant sword and the giant shield jointly shot it, and Mu Xu vomited blood.

At this point, Mu Xu was shocked by Mo Ran's endless martial arts, secrets and even magical artifacts. But in fact, he was not hurt at all, but subconsciously shouted: "Stop fighting, I won't play anymore, admit defeat."

"Madon, what are you doing?"

There was not enough people at first, and Mu Xu's high praise immediately made Sun Yuanchao's back breath. However, before Mu Xu's answer had been met, Fu Quan's voice suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Mu Xu admits defeat, please leave the Poison Lord's Mansion~"
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