No matter which region you are in, there are strong and weak ones, and there are also lists of the strong or the weak.
China is naturally no exception.
Each region in China has its top 100 rankings facing the Holy Emperor.
Of course, the top 100 rankings in each domain vary in strength and weakness.
Even so, those who can make it to the top 100 list are all monsters.
And this Mo Gao is a figure on the list of the top 100 holy emperors in the wilderness.
Although he is only ranked at the bottom, being able to enter the top 100 is enough to show his strength.
You must know that the wilderness is vast, countless billions of miles away, and the powerful Saint Emperors are like crucian carp crossing the river, countless.
There are so many powerful Saint Emperors, and those who can reach the top 100 are all monsters.
Even if he is only at the bottom of the ranking, there is someone who can definitely kill someone above the Holy Emperor across borders.
At this moment, a strong man on the top 100 list actually jumped out and wanted to challenge Wang Fan, who was on the fifth level of the Great Emperor. How could everyone not be shocked?
This is no longer bullying others, but bullying you in public.
Of course, those melon-eating monks don't care so much, they just want to watch the fun.
The most important thing is that people like Mo Gao are not easily seen. Now that there is a chance to see such a person take action, naturally no one would be unwilling.
Wang Fan looked at Mo Gao in front of him with unkind eyes, feeling very unhappy.
This is no longer bullying, but stepping on his face and rubbing him.
He was even thinking about who sent this guy.
Nangong Hai? Murong family?
Probably.
Otherwise, how could such a person be so shameless as to challenge a fifth-level emperor like him?
However, the words have already been spoken, and it is impossible for Wang Fan to refuse the challenge.
He looked at Mo Gao and said calmly: "Of course I can accept your challenge. But as you are on the top 100 list, I must use the divine sword."
When everyone heard this, no one thought it was too much.
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Because it is normal for monks to use weapons, but Wang Fan's weapons are a bit powerful.
Previously, Wang Fan could fight those Holy Emperors without using weapons, which was considered extremely polite.
When Mo Gao heard this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
He wanted to say no, but he couldn't.
If he was a nobody, then it would be natural to say this.
But as a person on the top 100 list, it was already embarrassing for him to challenge Wang Fan. Now it would be even more embarrassing if Wang Fan was not allowed to use the magic weapon.
Thinking of this, Mo Gao could only grit his teeth and nod: "Okay."
He also didn't know how powerful the divine sword was.
But in this way, his certainty of killing Wang Fan was greatly reduced.
He also saw Wang Fan's previous battle.
Very strong.
If such a powerful Wang Fan were to use the divine sword again, he would not be unqualified to fight with him.
Mo Gao nodded in agreement, and Wang Fan was too lazy to continue talking nonsense.
He stepped out with the divine sword in hand, and his body was instantly surrounded by countless sword lights.
Those sword lights were like strands of the Milky Way, flowing around Wang Fan, so astonishing.
Wang Fan stepped forward in the void, and his aura became stronger and stronger.
His energy was restrained, but his aura was soaring, and he was obviously preparing for a big move.
The Spirit of the Divine Sword seemed to sense Wang Fan's solemnity, and since the person he was dealing with was not a member of the Murong family, he was not reluctant this time, but cooperated.
The divine sword clanked and resounded through the sky.
In an instant, many sword cultivators around felt that the swords in the space ring began to vibrate.
As if he was about to lose control and rush out of the space ring.
General.
"What a terrifying divine sword."
"What an amazing swordsmanship."
Everyone's hearts trembled, and the look in Wang Fan's eyes changed again.
In his previous battles with those Holy Emperors, Wang Fan did not show superb swordsmanship, but only showed speed, strength, and powerful physical training.
But now, Wang Fan's swordsmanship seems to be very strong.
A sword cultivator and a body-refining cultivator can be said to be unparalleled in attack.
I really don’t know where such a monster came from.
Mo Gao felt the growing aura on Wang Fan's body, and his expression became serious.
He did not give Wang Fan a chance to continue the situation, but grabbed a knife.
It was a fiery red knife.
The moment the sword came out, the surrounding space began to fluctuate, and violent sword energy overflowed.
Obviously, this knife is not ordinary.
"Immortal-killing knife!"
With a violent roar, Mo Gao disappeared on the spot in an instant. The next second, a shocking sword light shot through the air and directly hit Wang Fan not far away.
There was a loud bang, the space shattered, and Wang Fan's whole body was chopped into pieces.
But powerful people all know that it is just the afterimage of Wang Fan. Almost the moment Mo Gao took action, Wang Fan disappeared at an even faster speed.
Mo Gao struck out with a knife and did not stop. The long knife in his hand rumbled and struck into the void around him. The speed was so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye. Even those who were not strong in mental power would find it difficult to catch it.
His attacks seemed to be haphazard, but each sword was extremely powerful, and he was determined to kill the enemy.
Such sword skills, such pure sword skills, I have to say, it is terrifying.
In fact, Mo Gao was not doing useless work. He struck at the position where Wang Fan appeared, or he predicted the position where Wang Fan was about to appear, but he just missed.
Everyone below is shocked to see
Daozhan, that kind of power is simply too terrifying.
If some strong men had not joined forces to set up the barrier, I am afraid that the entire Excalibur Square would have been penetrated.
Of course, even so, those barriers were beaten until they rumbled and trembled.
Those Holy Emperors who controlled the barrier all felt great pressure.
Mo Gao is so scary, he deserves to be on the top 100 list.
Such strength is comparable to those in the middle stage of Huang Realm God.
After landing more than a dozen knives in a row, Mo Gaocai finally lost some strength and there was a short gap in the attack.
And at this moment, Wang Fan, who had been invisible until now, suddenly came out.
Taking advantage of this gap, he danced with the divine sword in his hand and slashed at Mo Gao.
There was a loud bang, the divine sword penetrated the void, and the void exploded inch by inch.
The sharp sword light flashed and passed through Mo Gao's body, making a scoffing sound.
Some blood was shot out at the scene, but Mogao had already appeared in the distance.
On his left arm, there was a sword wound, dripping with blood.
His face was very ugly, and the look he looked at Wang Fan became more solemn.
Wang Fan actually hurt him, hurting him with just one blow, which he didn't expect at all.
What a terrifying speed and such a sharp sword.
Wang Fan paid no attention to him. He dodged again and drew out the divine sword in his hand.
Now Mogao is in decline, but he is subverting.
He wanted to kill this guy in one go.
The Divine Sword slashed out again and again. Wang Fan started from the first form of the Divine Sword and soon moved to the third form of the Divine Sword.
After three sword blows, wounds appeared on Mogao's body again, but he still resisted and dodged.
He wants to deal with Wang Fan, he wants to find time to breathe, and he wants to wait until Wang Fan is exhausted.