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Chapter 5770 Don’t you admit defeat?

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If an ordinary person is faced with the siege of nine strong men of the same realm, they may be nervous, angry, anxious, or even afraid.

Because one against nine, this is definitely not a simple matter.

If you are not careful, you will fall.

But Mo Han was different.

He is powerful and thinks highly of himself.

He was not afraid of the nine men's siege at all.

Seeing that the nine people's attacks had already fallen, Mo Hanhan snorted, and a bloody long knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

He was holding a bloody long sword, just like the bloody god of war.

With a buzzing sound, his arms waved, and the long knife pierced the air. A flash of red reflected half of the sky, and the terrifying power of rules gathered in the air.

Boom boom boom.

Then, a series of explosive sounds were heard.

The overwhelming attacks that swept towards him had all been destroyed.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Three of them were unable to dodge and were directly cut across their bodies by the bloody sword light.

There was a hint of unwillingness and despair in their eyes, and the next moment, they fell to the ground with a crash, no longer alive.

The other six people looked at this scene, their faces were a little pale, and there was even fear in their eyes.

Faced with the siege of nine people, one sword actually broke through.

Not only that, but he also killed three people.

How powerful this is.

Even Wang Fan couldn't help but move in his heart.

This guy is so strong.

He also didn't expect that Mo Han would have such strength.

The monks watching the battle below were already so excited that they were going crazy.

"Mo Han is so strong, he deserves to be a top powerhouse who has been famous for thousands of years."

"It's simply too strong. That sword is truly unrivaled."

"It seems that in this group, Mo Han will win in the end. Even if the other six people continue to join forces, they may be unable to save themselves."

"Hey, didn't you see the fear in those people's eyes? How can we fight in this situation?"

The crowd below was also talking a lot, and they were all very excited.

What they like most is this kind of battle.

What they admire most are strong men like Mo Han.

Mo Han held a knife in one hand, looked down at the six Wang Fans, and said calmly, "So what if you join forces, do you really think you can defeat me?"

Arrogant.

overbearing.

However, this time, no one refuted it.

Mo Han didn't talk nonsense and didn't take the initiative to let Wang Fan and the others take action.

After his voice fell, he ducked and his whole body turned into a bolt of lightning, killing Wang Fan and the other six.

The bloody sword in his hand slashed out again, the bloody sword light reappeared, and the terrifying rules of the sword gathered in mid-air.

Tsk tsk tsk.

There was another series of sounds, and once again three people were beheaded, and their bodies died.

But Mo Han didn't even have the slightest injury on his body.

He killed six people before and after, just like trampling six ants to death, without affecting himself at all.

The six people went to the third one, and now there are only three people left.

Wang Fan looked at Mo Han and said nothing.

He didn't attack with all his strength before, but subconsciously resisted.

Just when he was about to send a message to the other two people to continue taking action, the other two people completely collapsed.

"I surrender."

"I also admit defeat and quit."

They were really scared and frightened.

Such an opponent is simply not something they can match.

If they continue to fight, they will only die.

Mo Han looked at the two people who were almost collapsed and sneered, "Okay, I'll give you a chance to admit defeat."

The two of them didn't waste any time and rushed down the ring as if they were running away, feeling terrified inside.

At that previous moment, they had truly felt the crisis of death.

They had no doubt that if Mo Han used his sword again, they would die.

"Hey, it's so boring to admit defeat."

"Nonsense, how about not admitting defeat? Mo Han is so strong, if he continues to hold on, he will die."

"That's right, it's stupid to insist on dying even though you know you're outmatched."

Under the ring, someone started talking again.

At the same time, some strong players also began to pay attention to Mo Han.

This guy is very strong and they have to pay enough attention to him.

"Well, why is there another guy? Why hasn't he left yet?"

At this time, someone discovered that besides Mo Han, there was another person on the stage and couldn't help but ask.

"You're not scared, are you?" someone responded.

Mo Han's eyes also fell on Wang Fan and said calmly, "You don't want to admit defeat? I'll give you a chance to admit defeat."

Wang Fan looked at Mo Han and couldn't help but sigh, "That's not necessary. If you don't want to die, just go down by yourself. I don't want to kill anyone."

As soon as this statement came out.

The whole place fell silent.

Even Mo Han is the same.

What did they hear?

What did Wang Fan say?

Is this guy crazy?

"Let me go, is this guy mentally ill?"

"Who knows, I've seen arrogant people, but I've never seen anyone so arrogant."

"You still dare to speak nonsense at such a time. Are you actively seeking death?"

Many people immediately became dissatisfied with Wang Fan.

In their opinion, Wang Fan was really desperate.

He teamed up with eight others, but failed to take down Mo Han, and even six were killed by Mo Han.

Now he is saying such harsh words, which is simply crazy.

Mo Han was also a little surprised.

He didn't expect that Wang Fan would dare to say such a thing.

He couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, very good, I want to see how you kill me."

Although Mo Han was smiling, his smile was extremely cold.

Following the sound, he stopped talking nonsense and started killing Wang Fan again.

This time, his speed was even faster than before, and the power of the bloody sword was even stronger than before.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but mourn for Wang Fan.

They were all extremely certain that Wang Fan was definitely dead.

Wang Fan couldn't help but sigh.

He really doesn't want to be in the limelight.

But who knows, in the end, he will still be in the limelight.

This guy really can't be too good.

Seeing the bloody sword light getting closer and closer to him, Wang Fan's eyes suddenly became demonic.

The next moment, he took a step forward, a terrifying force gathered around him, and he punched out.

Infinite Fist.

It's just the Infinite Fist without blessing the Infinite Taoist body.

In Wang Fan's opinion, this punch was enough.

boom.

There was a loud noise, and the fists and knives collided in mid-air.

The bloody sword light instantly dissipated and shattered into nothingness.

"This, how is this possible?"

Mo Han's expression couldn't help but change. He never thought that his most powerful sword would be destroyed like this.

While his heart was in shock, Wang Fan had already descended from the sky like a god of war.

Mo Han only saw an extremely huge fist shadow appearing in front of him, and then, the fist shadow fell on him.

boom.

Pfft.

Mo Han was hit hard like a cannonball and fell heavily on the battle platform.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and the next moment, he completely lost his breath.

fall from the sky!

Looking at this scene, the entire scene fell into dead silence.

No one thought that Mo Han would die.

Wang Fan unexpectedly beheaded Mo Han and crushed him with force.


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