If you are really scared, kneel down now, cut off your arms, and kowtow ten times, and I will consider letting you walk out of the ring alive."
Compared with Lu Fan's previous arrogance, Mo Chen seemed more gentlemanly and had the demeanor of a strong man, which aroused a lot of favor among the thousands of cultivators in the arena.
"No, no, no...you misunderstood me."
Lu Fan shook his head: "You don't have to ask me five moves, I only use one move. If you can take it, you win, how about it?"
He found that these overseas monks all had a common characteristic.
That means never taking your opponent seriously.
It seems that in their world, the weak deserve to die and be humiliated by them.
They enjoy a lot of resources for cultivation, but in the end, they are as stupid as pigs and become lambs in this cruel cultivation world.
Therefore, he didn't want to waste any more time and work quickly to get the ranking and heal Dongfang Yanran's injuries.
"Okay, okay."
Mo Chen said hello three times in a row, but his expression remained extremely calm, and he didn't seem to be irritated by Lu Fan at all.
But with a flick of his backhand, the sword energy hovering around him suddenly increased several times in size!
The sword intention turned into a sharp sword blade, surrounding Mo Chen.
His momentum is also climbing crazily at this moment!
His hair and beard were flying, and his eyes were filled with strong white light. His whole body was like a sword god. No! At this moment, Mo Chen was the sword god. Every hair and pore on his body was filled with sword intent, and his body turned into a sharp sword.
, actually disappeared out of thin air.
"Sword Intent Wuhen?"
Shocked voices rang out from the surrounding spectator seats.
But before the next sentence comes out...
"puff!"
The air behind Lu Fan was torn open by the sword light.
The sword light was simple and unpretentious, with a return to nature's terrifying killing intent, and it stabbed straight towards Lu Fan's back!
Cold murderous intent suddenly spread behind Lu Fan!
Boundless!
He directly locked Lu Fan's figure firmly, and with a terrifying pressure from the superior, he directly pushed Lu Fan's figure downwards, and stepped deeply into the floor with his soles.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Countless floors exploded and flew into pieces. The sword light pierced the fragments and ripped open the clothes, revealing the frail and vulnerable skin.
"boom!"
But this seemingly fragile skin actually erupted with a dull crashing sound the moment the sword light swept across it!
It was as if the sharp sword hit the copper wall. Where the sword light hit, a flash of red light flashed under the skin, instantly disintegrating the overwhelming sword intent!
"urn!"
The sword light faded, and the sharp blade appeared.
But under everyone's shocked gazes, the sword blade actually bent for a moment, and then bounced back straight with a "bang" as if it was overwhelmed!
"Grass!"
In the empty arena, I could only feel a figure flashing through the air.
There was also a faint sound of cursing.
"You, you are actually a body temperer!"
Mo Chen's voice sounded, and the entire battlefield, which could accommodate tens of thousands of spectators, fell into deathly silence.
Body temperer!
Mo Chen's voice was not loud, but it really fell into everyone's ears.
After hearing these three words, many people stood up and looked at Lu Fan standing on the ring in disbelief.