In the imperial capital, those who can come to the imperial palace to celebrate Lian Ao and his son will not be ordinary people. Dozens of partial generals under Lian Ao have more or less the cultivation of martial artists, and a few have entered the realm of martial masters. Of course, such a powerful military power is only owned by the general and the leaders of the national teacher.

However, no one expected it, and could even be said to be frightened. After hearing the order of the national master, they who had originally planned to keep the Mo family lost their most precious lives at the same time.

It was at that moment that dozens of lives were isolated from the world. At the entrance of the hall, hundreds of people in black were holding long swords in their hands and coldly surrounded Mo Ran and Mo Ran in the center.

The long sword pointed to the ground, and blood dripped along the light sword body on the ground, making a dripping sound. It was covered with black cloth and wrapped in black clothes. The hundreds of powerful men emitted a stimulating murderous aura all over their bodies. The hundreds of murderous aura gathered together, and the entire hall gate seemed to be wrapped in a thick black air, making it difficult for them to breathe.

The few empire generals who almost lost their names in the hands of these hundreds of people involuntarily retreated dozens of steps and looked at the hundreds of people who suddenly appeared in horror.

"Peak Martial Artist?"

Incredibly, after careful observation, all the imperial soldiers, including the strongest Hei Fan and Bai Jie in the hall, saw the strength of these hundreds of people.

As if it was designed, these hundreds of people were all the cultivation level of peak martial artists. So many strong people were unbelievable. What surprised Hei Fan and Bai Jie, who were powerful martial saints, even more was that the posture and the formation that the hundreds of people stood and cooperated with each other clearly had been long-term training and implied the truth of the formation.

As a result, Hei Fan was even more shocked. Looking at Mo Ran who was surrounded by hundreds of people in the center, how could Hei Fan believe that Mo Ran, who was only entering the threshold for martial arts cultivation a few years ago, had developed to the point of being like a servant. If it were these hundreds of martial artists, it would be absolutely impossible for Xiaodang's family to match.

Hei Fan was shocked so much that Mo Haofei, who was the fourth elder of the Mo family, looked at Mo Ran incredibly. It was obvious that these black clothes were brought by Mo Ran, and the strong man who was extremely respectful to Mo Ran and was not inferior to him, was just a subordinate of Mo Ran's subordinate.

"When did Moran have such a power?"

Although Mo Haofei has always been familiar with the Mo family and the things on the mainland, he really has not paid too much attention to Mo Ran. But now, Mo Ran has shocked them too much, so great that he has surpassed his understanding of him.

The hall was silent, but there was already chaos outside. The celebration of the Triumph Day had long been lost by the changes in the imperial palace and the city gate. All the people ran back to their residence like fleeing famine, listening sideways, and shouts of fighting came faintly from the north. Mo Ran knew that it was the division branch of the Zhan Hall that was fighting against the army with all their might.

Mo Ran knew very well that although the people he brought were far behind the army in terms of strength and cultivation, if Lian Ao mobilized the army, no matter how powerful these thousands of people came, they would block the attack like a crowd.

Without further ado, Mo Ran suddenly said coldly when everyone was in the most horror, "Evil ghosts, take them away, someone dares to stop them and kill them without mercy."

"yes."

The evil ghost responded, and the big hand was in a military force, and immediately shouted: "Go."

So, after the evil ghost's order, more than ten main characters of the Mo family, including Mo Haofei, were surrounded by these men in black and left the Triumph Palace carefully. During this period, Hei Fan did not say a word and just watched the Mo family's people being rescued by Mo Ran. It was not that he did not want to kill all of these people, but now things have been out of his control. You must know that it would not be too difficult for him to take action to retain these hundreds of peak martial artists. Even if he could not keep them all, he could do it. However, Hei Fan knew more that Mo Ran would not let him do it. He believed that as long as he had any actions with Bai Jie, the woman in white dress would probably block the two of them as soon as possible.

Seeing the Mo family leave, Hei Fan's eyes almost spit out of fire. While staring, the former sneered and said incredibly: "Mo Ran, I really didn't expect that you could reach such a level when you saved your life. I really admire you."

"I didn't expect that the hands of the League of Gui League were so long that even the Feiyun Empire would not let go. It seems that the League of Gui League is very ambitious."

"Do you know?" Hei Dan said in surprise. Then he exclaimed and said, "Tsk tsk, it is worthy of being a rare talent on the mainland in a century. It seems that your mind is not inferior to your talent. However, I will not let you go again today."

"Bai Jie, let's do it."

Hei Fan said, his whole body suddenly released his energy, and a strong murderous aura immediately enveloped the audience.

Seeing this, Mo Ran sneered and said, "I want to keep me? It depends on whether you have the ability."

"boom"

After saying that, Mo Ran no longer retained it. The momentum of the level 6 martial arts maniac was released. As the purple air rose, his arms were immediately wrapped in a thick layer of purple light. At the same time, the flashing purple light mark also brightened a little on his forehead.

As the war begins, everyone takes out all their strength. Facing a strong enemy, no one dares to be careless.

For a moment, the entire Triumph Palace Hall was filled with strong fighting spirit.

"kill."

With a cold shout, he shouted out loud as the momentum rose to the extreme. Hei Fan and Bai Jie also turned into two streams of lights, one black and one white, and rushed straight towards Mo Ran and Qin Yao.

The fist was cold and mixed with an unparalleled momentum came over me like a black cloud. In the black fog, a huge fist suddenly appeared above Mo Ran's head.

Seeing this, Mo Ran was not panicked. A thick disdainful smile flashed in his eyes. The former stomped his right foot and suddenly the blue brick floor of the entire hall shattered. Between the flying sand and stones, three fist shadows continued to soar from the position where Mo Ran was standing, and faced the huge fist with an inconsistent aura.

"Boom, boom, boom"

The three consecutive roars were the roars produced by the three fists that hit the huge fist without exception. At that time, in a shocking voice in the black fog, Hei Fan appeared in front of people again.

"What a great force." Hei Fan couldn't believe it. Mo Ran actually had the strength that was comparable to him.

You should know that although Hei Fan had only the strength of the peak Martial Madman a few years ago, after Xu Zhen fought, he had already broken through the Martial Madman's barrier and became a Martial Madman. Although the Martial Madman and Wu Kuang were only one word different, the last layer of film was a thousand miles apart. Not to mention that Mo Ran was only at level 6 Martial Madman at present, even if Xu Zhen appeared in front of him this time, the latter would not have resisted his shocking attack so easily. Not only that, he was blocked by the three purple fist shadows, Hei Fan felt a trace of destructive power that made him linger in fear under the powerful internal strength.

"How could it be?" In a state of surprise, Hei Fan had not yet recovered. He saw Mo Ran's speed soaring sharply. When the purple electric mark on his forehead flashed violently, a purple light arrow suddenly shot out from his forehead and shot straight towards Hei Fan.

The attack that came into his way shocked Hei Fan. His body floating in the air twisted suddenly, and the purple light rubbed against him and whistled by. As the purple light approached, the arrogant destructive aura immediately shattered Hei Fan's protective energy.

With a crisp "crack", Hei Fan felt his inner energy armor suddenly break. In fear, the former did not stop. When the internal energy surged, a black wind swept up, wrapping his body and retreating to the side.

"Go?" Mo Ran chuckled, then turned his body and raised his right arm. With the help of the rapid speed and powerful purple aura, he slightly raised his elbow and pushed towards Hei Fan.

"Peng"

With a muffled sound, everyone saw a deep and concave ripples rippling on Mo Ran’s elbow at the place where the spiritual energy gathered. Seeing this, everyone exclaimed in surprise.

If they read it correctly, it is simply that the force is too strong, which leads to the vibration of the space. Although it is only a small moment, this force is already extraordinary. The space can be shaken by internal energy, and its destructive power can be imagined.

What is Hei Fan's strength? Of course, he could also see the small shock in the space. Like everyone else, he also showed a look of horror. Such power, without the strength of the Martial Saint, you can't use it. Could it be that the strength of this level six martial madman is just an illusion? In fact, he has become a Martial Saint?

Hei Fan couldn't imagine that it was too hard to believe that such a young person could reach this level.

Although he was shocked by Mo Ran's cultivation, Hei Fan's subordinates were not slow. While his internal energy surged, the wide brocade robe that wrapped around his body suddenly bulged up. With his palms swung, the former shouted loudly.

"break."

"Boom~"

When the two powerful energy collided, a bronze pillar in the hall could not withstand the aftermath of the powerful impact and collapsed. Pieces of glazed glass fell from the top of the hall and fell all over the ground with a crackling sound. As a result, the huge triumphal hall began to shake.

The energy was gushing, everyone was shocked and then retreated a few points. After they retreated to the edge of the hall, they opened their eyes to find the two powerful men fighting on the field.

Smoke filled the gunpowder and dust rose. In a faintly, in the middle of the hall, a proud figure stood alone. In front of him, Li Zhongtian suddenly blocked his eyes with his hands to prevent the invasion of dust and energy. When he came to his senses again, a trace of abnormal danger behind him suddenly filled his heart.

"Borrowing my family will be a waste of my ancestors treating you very much. If you don't die, how can you eliminate the hatred in my heart?"
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