He Baoqing was lying on the ground, and the sword wound on his chest was already bleeding. The injury was really serious. The magic image of the Vajra ape behind him felt like it was about to collapse.

"call……"

Mo Bufan took a deep breath, coughed up blood in his mouth, and the stalemate of the most yin and yang power in his body had reached its limit and it was difficult to persevere.

"I have to end the battle right away."

Mo Bufan's eyes revealed a cruel murderous intent and looked at He Baoqing who was standing up.

"Impossible, impossible, this is impossible..."

He Baoqing crawled up, but he felt like he was in a state of dismay. He was stunned and kept murmuring this sentence.

Obviously.

He was deeply hit.

You must know.

He Baoqing was full of confidence. From the beginning, he felt that he could only take Mo Bufan. No matter how strong Mo Bufan was or how genius Mo Bufan was, he could not be his opponent.

Because he is full of confidence in his cultivation.

At the beginning.

Mo Bufan was indeed suppressed, and the gap in cultivation was too big. Mo Bufan had all kinds of trump cards and various mysterious martial arts, but he was still a little short of it in the end.

But.

Just after He Baoqing used the most powerful means, the situation suddenly changed. Mo Bufan merged with the power of the most yin and yang and exerted an unparalleled power.

This power is too strong!

He crossed the gaps in many realms and pushed Mo Bufan's combat power to a new level, suppressing He Baoqing.

Winning!

"Mo Bufan won! Mo Bufan actually won!"

Only then did Caesar come back from the shock and murmured uncontrollably, "Mo Bufan actually defeated the enemies in the late stage of the Divine Spirit with his spiritual spirit's cultivation level!"

"Too strong! This is really too strong!"

"It's not that the enemy is not strong enough, but that Mo Bufan is too strong."

"The divine soul has such strength in the late stage of the small-scale success of the divine soul. If Mo Bufan reaches the late stage of the divine soul, can he kill the enemy in the greater realm? Fight against the powerful people in the Wushuang realm?!"

"It's so scary!"

Everyone was amazed.

"Come again!"

Mo Bufan's eyes were cold, he gathered all his strength and took action again. This time he even used the power of the second volume of the Tongtian Sword Sutra.

The power of the prototype of the kendo has completely emerged.

clang!!!

The increasingly sharp sound of the sword sounded, as if it was entering the soul.

"stop!!!"

He Yue shouted.

brush!

He came through the air.

"Where do you want to go?!"

boom!!

The seven fox tails smashed down directly, without hesitation, and with a mighty force, he rushed towards He Yue. He Yue was shocked, stopped, roared angrily to resist Hu Xiaoyu's attack.

Rumble!!!

A terrifying energy fluctuation came from the sky.

"You have no chance."

Mo Bufan took a look, his expression remained unchanged, and he looked at He Baoqing again and scolded: "He Baoqing, if you can take this sword from me, you will give you a chance to survive."

"The second style of the Tongtian Sword Sutra Volume 2! Punch!!!"

Mo Bufan held the sword in both hands, and his whole body of strength merged into the sword. The sword body burst out with infinite light, dazzling and as dazzling as the scorching sun.

The sun is shining, the vast soul, the power of heroic spirit, the power of essence, the power of earth's center, and the power of spiritual evil heart flame.

The sword light of this sword is colorful!

call out!!!

When the sword was stabbed out.

The sword light reached its peak, just like a scorching sun lit up in an instant, condensed into a point, turning into a sword light compressed to the extreme, which was only ten meters long and thrust straight away.

"Just because you still want to kill me, don't think so! It's impossible!"

Facing the threat of death.

He Baoqing came back from his despair. Facing Mo Bufan's most peak sword, he also began to fight desperately to squeeze all the power in his body.

The Vajra Demon was roaring, his voice vibrating like thunder.

Buzz!!!

The golden glazed light shines.

"bring it on!"

He Baoqing yelled, "The Unparalleled Fist of the King Kong Ape Demon!"

Boom! Boom!

He Baoqing shouted, clasped his fists with both hands, and all the power gathered together, forming two huge balls of light, and golden glass light shone in the sky.

He punched out his fists with all his strength.

In an instant.

A vast fist seal was formed, like an ancient sacred mountain smashing away, forming a punch and punching shock wave, generating a circle of sonic bomb clouds.

Breaking open.

Dong!!!

The next moment.

The ten-meter-long, colorful sword light pierced. Compared with the vast fist seal, the sword light was only ten meters in size, but the diameter of the fist seal was several thousand meters.

The gap is so huge.

The length of the sword light is at most equivalent to a hair of the fist print.

However.

It was such an exaggerated body shape difference. The ten-meter-long sword light resisted the fist marks with a diameter of thousands of meters, full of visual shock.

That kind of picture makes people frightened

Crack! Crack!

The next moment.

The fist seal began to crack, and it kept cracking with the place where the sword light stabbed. The cracks spread to the entire fist seal soon.

"No!!!"

He Baoqing cried out sadly.

Bang!!!

The fist print exploded and was completely broken. The ten-meter-long sword light emitted a colorful sword light and stabbed it again.

puff!!!

Blood splattered.

He Baoqing watched the sword light pierce, but could not avoid it, and could not dodge. He watched the death descend, and the sword light pierced into his fist and his entire arm was pierced.

"Great Elder, help me!!!"

He Baoqing was roaring, he was exerting his last strength. The dim sword light was less than a centimeter from He Baoqing's eyebrows, and there was a thin layer of golden glass light blocking it.

"Mo Bufan!!!"

He Yue lowered his head, his eyes shrank, and he roared: "If you dare to kill He Baoqing, this elder will definitely let your entire sect be buried with you!!!"

puff!!!

As soon as He Yue's words fell, the dim sword light defeated He Baoqing's last defense, pierced into his eyebrows, and broke out from the back of his head.

A touch of red and white liquid was brought out.
To be continued...