Mo Hui suddenly drank, and then a flame transformed by spiritual power rushed out.

This is a martial art.

And it has reached the holy level!

Now he has reached the level of proficiency in this martial arts.

He believed that with the power of such martial arts, he would be able to block Yang Fu's power.

Bang!

But when the two forces came into contact, Mo Huun's expression suddenly changed.

The broadsword formed by the blazing flames shattered into pieces under Yang Fu's kick, and the flames were also swept away by its strength.

All power is so vulnerable as soon as it comes into contact.

"Condensation!"

Then Mo Hui also said with a stern look in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, a spiritual barrier formed in front of him.

call!

Looking at the barrier, Zhong Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, stared at Yang Fu, and thought to herself: "Yang Fu, even though your strength has improved a lot, when it comes to your background, you still can't compare with Mo Hui."
Chapter completed!