"You are not my opponent, you should join forces. Otherwise, you can't even take my move, so you won't ask others for help when you get it."

Mo Tian looked at the Supreme Elder of Ten Thousand Sect, with a calm expression and said lightly.

He thought of using all the trump card before, and even playing all the spiritual power in his body, exerting all the power of the six meridian divine fingers, but he was unable to kill the Supreme Elder of Ten Thousand Sect, which was a little regretful.

This time, he finally opened the Tian Feng Formation and temporarily had the strength to compete with the super strong people in Qihai Realm, and he would definitely be able to kill the opponent.

"Boy, don't be arrogant. Die for me!"

Elder Wan Zong dared to look down on a junior when he saw him, which made him feel that his dignity was provoked in his eyes.

He was the supreme elder of the Ten Thousand Sect. No matter who saw him, he would be respectful. Mo Tian was just a junior in the seventh level of martial arts. He actually despised him in public. This was something he could not bear, so he used all his strength to hit Mo Tian hard with a palm.

"The best martial arts: Thunderbolt clutches!"

Elder Wan Zong shouted loudly, and his palm condensed a lot of spiritual power, making loud crackling sounds.

Then, he pushed his palm forward, and a strong wind blew towards the Demon Sky, constantly hitting the light shield, making tiny dents. It can be seen that the move of Elder Wan Zong Taishang was very powerful and was his strongest attack.

"I'm sorry, I'll lose it!"

Mo Tian smiled faintly, then called on the power of the Tian Feng Formation to condense violent energy on the index finger of his right hand.

The violent spiritual power was constantly compressed, making a sound of banging, and a trace of energy leaked from time to time around, triggering a strong electric arc, which was very powerful.

Then, Mo Tian pointed his fingers into the void and saw a strong ray attacking the Supreme Elder of Ten Thousand Sect.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As the two violent energy collided, all the warriors present had a buzzing ears and their spirits were shocked.

After they stabilized their minds, they looked towards the collision center and saw violent explosions sounding from time to time, and powerful shock waves radiating outward.

They stood a hundred meters away, felt the severe sting, and then they retreated a hundred meters again to feel much better.

"boom!"

After ten breaths, a figure was seen yelling, protruding a mouthful of blood, and then shouting loudly:

"Second brother, third brother, save me!"

"Brother! I'm here."

After the previous lessons from Mo Tian, ​​the Supreme Elder of Akiyuan Sect had already prepared his ultimate move. This time, he used all his strength to resist the Mo Tian attack and shouted:

"The best martial arts: Burning Heaven Fist!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The top martial arts Burning Heaven Fist produced by the Supreme Elder of the Akimoto Sect is hundreds of times stronger than the ones his sect leader, and the power of the two is simply incomparable.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

When Elder Zhang of Daiyuan Sect saw that his elder brother was in danger again, he also released his long-prepared ultimate move and supported him to the Supreme Elder of Ten Thousand Sect:

"Best martial arts: One finger of a dead tree!"

"Shit!"

As a rotten spiritual power transformed into a finger, it attacked the Motian, instantly corroded the violent energy of the six meridians of the Motian Divine Finger much.

"boom!"

With the help of the Supreme Elder of Qiuyuan Sect and the Supreme Elder of Daiyuan Sect, most of the demonic attacks were instantly offset and the Supreme Elder of Wanzong was rescued in time.

However, Elder Wan Zong was still hit by the remaining aftermath, and his body retreated dozens of steps, dragging a long mark on the ground, looking very embarrassed.

"hehe!"

Mo Tian said nothing, and looked at the Supreme Elder of Ten Thousand Sect with mocking eyes, making his face turn pale.

Elder Wan Zong, the Supreme Elder, just said that Mo Tian lacked combat experience, and even if his strength reaches Qihai Realm, he could not be his opponent. However, in a blink of an eye, he was defeated by Mo Tian, ​​which was a slap in the face.

He remembered the words of Feng Qingyundan just now: "You are not my opponent, you should join forces. Otherwise, you can't even take my move, so as not to ask others for help when you get it."

He originally disdained Mo Tian's words, thinking that relying on himself alone would be enough to kill Mo Tian, ​​but the result was that Mo Tian, ​​who had opened the Tianquan Array, had a sharp increase in strength and could easily kill him. When he thought of this result, his original blue face turned into a purple color.

He seemed to feel the sarcastic gazes of the rest of the Qianyuan Sect, which made him feel greatly humiliated. Now he just wants to take action himself to tear the arrogant boy Mo Tian into pieces!

He thought of Motian again and said that he would not ask for help like two brothers in a while, but unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, he immediately asked for help like two brothers next to him. If he hadn't asked for help from the other two brothers in the end, he would have been a dead person now.

This result made his original purple face turn black, so dark that it could drip out of ink. He felt his face burning, and was slapped hard by Mo Tian again, and this time it was even more slap.

Especially after seeing Mo Tian defeat him, he didn't say a word, just laughed and looked at him mockingly, making him feel extremely frustrated. Then, he roared, venting his endless anger, and roared at Mo Tian:

"Mo Tian, ​​I want you to die! I must die! After you die, I will brutally kill all the people who have something to do with you, so that you can know that I will end up with me!"

"Brothers, let's take action together and kill him!"

The Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand Sect suddenly became extremely ferocious, staring at Mo Tian, ​​as if he was irreconcilable. Mo Tian’s humiliation to him made him feel even more uncomfortable than death.

So, he finally stopped worrying and joined forces with the other two people to form a formation again, and attacked the Motian.

"dragon!"

"Tiger!"

"fist!"

The three Supreme Elders shouted once, and each time they spit out a word, a powerful spiritual power gathered towards the formation, gathered in front of the Supreme Elder of Ten Thousand Sect, forming a huge fist.

This huge fist composed of three violent spiritual power continued to blew up and expanded rapidly as the three of them continued to blew up. Finally, after ten breaths, it turned into the size of a ground basin, which was more than ten times larger than the fist he had previously issued on Qianqiu!

"Mo Tian, ​​you're dead this time. This is the strongest attack of the three of us brothers. It gathers all our spiritual power. This attack, even a second-level powerful person in Qihai Realm, may kill with one blow!"

The Supreme Elder of Ten Thousand Sect showed a look of confidence on his face again and shouted at Mo Tian. Then, he controlled the giant fist and hit Mo Tian hard.

"Boom boom boom!"

Wherever the giant fist passes, it is like a giant beast, crushing everything blocking things on the way, and anything blocking the giant fist will be ruthlessly crushed and turned into a pile of powder.

"Huh! So powerful!"
Chapter completed!