Although the seventh is suppressed, and the form is in jeopardy.

But on the other side.

The battle between Mo Shaohai and Yang Fan attracted a lot of attention from the witch and the spirit.

After seeing the professor of the two men, the witch and the spirit were shocked.

Originally, in their eyes, a boy who had not yet set foot in the road should have been able to clean it up.But at this moment, Mo Shaohai is in danger.

That's right, it's dangerous!

Mo Shaohai roared, apparently crushed by a despised boy, making him extremely angry.

However, no matter how he mobilizes his own strength, no matter what kind of offensive he exerts, he will not be able to change the situation of repression.

Blow up!

Yang Fan did not prompt any magic, just simply use the rules of his own understanding.Destruction and cause and effect are interlocked, and under one punch, the counterattack of Mo Shaohai is directly broken.

And the defense of Mo Shaohai is also fragile in the face of this fist.

Today, Yang Fan's nine steps are perfect, and his strength is stronger than when he defeated Li Fengyun.

The strength of Mo Shaohai is not as good as Li Fengyun, and how can he block Yang Fan's attack.

“Spirit, you go and help Mo Shaohai!”The witch looked heavy, and one person blocked the seven, so that the spirit could help.

He had to admit that he was looking away.

The biggest variable today is this kid who hasn’t broken through the realm yet.

“Both of you, get rid of him!”The witch cold voice.

You see Yang Fan's great power and wants to drag the magic and illusion, but in the face of the stormy offensive of the Wuyuan, he is unable to stop the illusion.

He could only remind, “Yan Fan, be careful!”

The witch looked like a flash, and he was Yang Fan.

Now the abyss is completely through, and he has known the young pride of the martial arts world.

The name Yang Fan is naturally unknown to him.

I thought that this was the result of exaggeration in the martial arts world, and I did not expect Yang Fan to be really so terrible.It has not yet broken through the road environment, and it is full of combat effectiveness, but it is completely more powerful than the early stage of the Taoyuan.

With the spiritual joining, the pressure of Mo Shaohai was suddenly reduced a lot.

“Don’t leave your hand, this boy is strong!”Mo Shaohai sound.

“I understand.”Her face was full of seriousness.

Yang Fan can press the sea to beat, if she is alone, the same situation.Only the two can kill them now.

And Yang Fan stopped the offensive, his eyes were swept over the two men, and his tone was not fluctuating: "The two people joined hands as well."

“Little brother, you are crazy!”The spirit suddenly smiled, "But I like it, how can you follow us?"

"As long as we join forces, then, what kind of treasure is there in this proud battlefield that we can't get?"

The spirit suddenly pulled together, so that the sea next to Mo Shaohai also faltered.

But he did not say anything, he recognized Yang Fan's strength, and considered qualified to join forces with them to sweep the battlefield.

On the other hand, Wu Yue Long laughed and said, “Yes, Brother Yang Fan, why do you have to cooperate with Yu 7?”You should see that we are stronger than the Seven."

The seven faces involuntarily appeared nervously, if at this time Yang Fan promised to cooperate with the three Wu Yuan, then he would really die.

Yang Fan said lightly, "I'm not interested in cooperation, but if you can quit, then today's thing can end here."

The Spirit wants to say something.

But Wu Yuan immediately changed his face and coldly said, "Spiritual, since this boy is stubborn, don't talk more nonsense, kill him immediately!"

Hearing the words, the spirit looked at Yang Fan and sighed: "Little brother, unfortunately, why don't you agree?"Now, Brother Me and Brother Merkle Take Your Life, What Do You Have Last Words?”

Yang Fan did not say a word, and directly shot.

Don't know, just fight!

Oh, hey!

Although the last moment was still tugging at Yang Fan, the glamorous face, the refusal of Yang Fan, and sighed.But at this moment, it is hot.

Mo Shaohai was also fierce, just pressed by Yang Fan, so that he lost his face.

At this moment, with the spiritual illusion to join hands with the enemy, we must let Yang Fan die without a place to die!

"I said, the same goes for you both."Yang Fan's calm and unwaveding voice came out, and his body did not retreat, carrying the waves of the weather, and suddenly collided.

Rumble!

The huge canyons are shaking, and the void cracks spread like a spider's web.The waves of the weather, like a wild shark, hit the spirit.

The terrible force, directly knocks the spirit out.

The sea looked surprised, and there was a glimmer of horror in his eyes.

Is this the real power of Janice?

When he and Yang Fan met, the latter was not as strong as that.At this moment, the two of them joined hands, but the spirit was injured by Yang Fan's stroke.

This kind of strength, for both of them, has a completely crushing advantage.

Almost at the same time, Yang Fan's five fingers clenched, a fist bombarded the Mo Shaohai.

Bam!

The punch is like a torrent, unstoppable.

Mo Shao Hai snorted, his body shot like a cannonball, smashing on the wall of the canyon.Countless gravel flew, and the four phases of smoke and dust flooded the body of the Mo Shaohai Sea.

The witch who was at war with the seven, the corner of his eye jumped, had already suppressed the attack of the seventh, and there was a hint of confusion.

The seventh then broke away from the offensive of the Wuyuan and had the opportunity to breathe and breathe.

At the same time, he also noticed that Yang Fan instantly hit Mo Shaohai, hurt the illusion of the scene, even if he always indifferent face, can not help but appear a smile.

He felt that finding Yang Fan's cooperation was the most correct thing he had done since he entered the battlefield!

Yang Fan's offensive did not stop there.

He swept out like a big peng, and the wind swept away, blowing away the dust.

Almost at the same time, from the dust, a figure rushed out.

It is the Mo Shaohai.

However, at this moment, the Mo Shao Sea shawl is emitted, and there is still blood on the chin.But at this moment, under the crisis of life and death, even if he is seriously injured, he has also burst out of unprecedented strength.

But Yang Fan deceived himself, and a fist broke the attack of the sea.

Then, instantly turned the fist into the fist, through the sweeping energy shock, hard printed on the chest of the Mo Shaohai Sea.

Hip!

Blood sprayed, the eyes of Mo Shaohai glared, the body shot out again, and the breath of the body dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dead!

The illusion that had just slowed down, and the face was scarred.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Shaohai died, Yang Fan's strength, so that she could not help but fight a cold war.

Seeing Yang Fan’s eyes turned around and looked at himself, the spirited illusion grudgingly said, “Yang Fan, everything is a misunderstanding, I am going now.”If you don't want to, I can serve you."

In the end, the eyes are very tempting.

Unfortunately, Yang Fan spit out three words lightly.

“No need.”

He did not hesitate to attack.