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- Disputes between disciples between forces are a very common thing.
At this moment.
In front, there was a noise.
Mo Fan walked in.
Not far away, there is a huge martial arts field.
In the martial arts arena, many people were surrounding him.
Ahead, there is a huge arena.
The two monks were fighting, and a series of low roars could be heard in the void.
Mo Fan looked up.
Those two monks are both extraordinary in strength.
¡°One person is dressed in a red robe and holds a huge red hammer in his right hand.
This red hammer is extremely impressive, with red scales all over it, and it emits bright red light.
Another monk was dressed in white robes.
He is a swordsman.
In his right hand he held a white sword, which exuded an extremely astonishing sword intent, rolling like a vast ocean.
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The white sword in his hand struck down quickly.
The bright sword light roared over.
The two monks fought.
One of these two people is no stranger to Mo Fan.
It is Zhao Tianxian.
He held a white sword in his hand.
He has a good fighting spirit, but the opponent is stronger.
I saw an indifferent arc on the corner of the mouth of the monk holding the huge red hammer. Immediately, his expression became indifferent, and the huge hammer in his hand suddenly fell down at an extremely fast speed. As it dropped, an explosion suddenly erupted from the hammer. A bright golden light shot out, heading downwards like a blazing sun, extremely shocking and at an astonishing speed!
With collision.
A low roar sounded in the void.
Immediately afterwards, a figure kept retreating.
This person is clearly Zhao Tianxian!
"Senior Brother Zhao is dying!"
Mo Fan raised his head, looked at the scene above, and said.
"Who said I can't do it!"
On the ring, Zhao Tianxian, who was holding a white sword in his hand, heard the words below and shouted in a low voice: "If you say I can't do it, I will show you that I can do it!"
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As soon as these words came out.
Below, the eyes of the Third Generation Demon Emperor and other monks standing behind Mo Fan kept twitching at this moment.
The person who said you can¡¯t do it is not someone else, but your senior!
If your senior says you can¡¯t do it, then it means you can¡¯t do it!
At this moment, Zhao Tianxian let out a low roar, and an extremely earth-shattering aura erupted from his body, sweeping around like a hurricane, causing the space around him to become distorted and extremely shocking.
However, when the monk in front of him saw this scene, there was a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, as if Zhao Tianxian was convinced.
"Defeat!"
The monk holding the red giant hammer said with an indifferent expression.
As his voice fell, an extremely strong offensive suddenly moved towards Zhao Tianxian in front.
Suddenly, Zhao Tianxian¡¯s entire figure flew out like a cannonball and landed heavily on the ground.
"Wow!"
Zhao Tianxian spurted out a mouthful of blood.
¡°That¡¯s awesome, Daddy!¡±
¡°You¡¯re really good at reading people!¡±
Haier looked at Mo Fan, sighed and said.
"I just said it casually." Mo Fan said.
At this moment, Zhao Tianxian got up on the ring. When he saw Mo Fan, his pupils shrank suddenly, with a look of anger on his face, and he actually said: "It's all you! It's you who distracts me! It's not you, How could I lose?¡±
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Hearing this, Mo Fan's eyes twitched involuntarily, he raised his head, looked at Zhao Tianxian, and said: "Brother Zhao, you can't say that! Your loss has nothing to do with me!"
"snort!"
However, Haier beside him put his hands on his hips, looked at Zhao Tianxian not far away, and said: "You have lost in the first place, what does this have to do with my father!"
"My dad said you win, but you can't win against the other party!"
When Zhao Tianxian heard this, he was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
"You can't beat him either!"
Zhao Tianxian looked at Mo Fan and said angrily.
"I would like to give it a try!"
Mo Fan said, at this moment, he raised his head, looked at the monk in red robe in front of him, and said lightly: "Come, let's compare, until we finish!"
"Okay!" The monk holding the big red hammer nodded gently, looked at Mo Fan in front, and said: "Please!"
"Well! You take action first!"
Mo Fan said.
"good!"
The red-haired monk nodded again. The next moment, he held the big red hammer in his right hand, and the whole figure suddenly shot forward. The big hammer in his hand suddenly fell down, and the hammer in his hand bloomed brightly again. The divine light is extremely bright and dazzling.
Not far away, there were several people standing.
One of them is an old man with red hair. He also holds a huge hammer in his hand. The hammer is spitting out a bright red light, which is extremely dazzling.
This old man is the master of the red-haired monk and is good at hammering.
"Eighteen Hammer Techniques!"
Beside you, a monk from the Holy Land of the Sun said slowly: "It seems that that young man is quite powerful! He was forced to let your disciple perform the Eighteen Hammer Technique!"
"That young man?"
"Who is it?"
Behind him, a figure came towards this side like a stream of light.
This person is clearly the old Holy Lord of the Holy Land of Heaven and Earth.
Holy Lord Xu!
Holy Master Xu looked up, and when he saw Mo Fan not far away, his heart twitched involuntarily at this moment.
"That's that guy! Holy Lord Xu, this person should not be an unknown person in your Holy Land of Heaven and Earth!" The previous monk said with a smile and touched his snow-white goatee.
¡°Indeed it¡¯s not!¡±
Holy Master Xu said, secretly thinking in his heart, why did the senior compete with this person?
After all, in his opinion, seniors like Mo Fan should not compete with juniors!
Because even if you win, it¡¯s still a weak victory!
boom!
At this moment, on the stage.
The red-haired monk holding the red hammer laughed loudly, looked at Mo Fan, and said: "Take another hammer from me!"
As his voice fell, he suddenly took a step forward, and a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from his body, which was extremely shocking.
Mo Fan looked up and saw this scene, his expression remained unchanged and his hands were clasped behind his back.
Just when the hammer is about to fall.
On his body, the golden dazzling energy barrier bloomed again at this moment.
boom!
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A huge force came and passed on the red-haired monk.
The red-haired monk's expression changed and he took a few steps back. However, he dodged and rushed forward again. As he advanced, he held the hammer in his right hand and dropped it again.
The hammer in his hand was exuding blood-colored airflow at this moment, constantly entangled, and at this moment, the hammer in his hand suddenly became larger, like a majestic blood-colored mountain, from top to bottom, suddenly towards Mo Mo below. If it goes away quickly, its power is amazing.
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