He originally thought that Mo Fan would change more or less after coming to the heaven.
Just like his body shape.
It is obvious that he has practiced hard and is no longer as carefree as before.
However, Mo Fan's temperament has not changed at all!
Still so...obscene!
"Mo Fan's cultivation has actually reached the fourth level of the Heavenly Ancestor!"
A flash of horror flashed in Lin Xiao's eyes.
It should be noted that when Mo Fan left the world of Qiankun, he was not even in the realm of heaven and human beings.
At this moment, he has entered the realm of the Heavenly Ancestor.
What's even more shocking is that Mo Fan's cultivation level has no air of vanity. This also shows that Mo Fan's cultivation level is achieved through actual cultivation and not by stacking pills.
Such speed is extremely terrifying!
In addition, Lin Xiao detected an extremely obscure aura in Mo Fan's body.
Not even Lin Xiao's spiritual consciousness could find out the specific details.
"It's you again, are you done yet?"
Yang Beiwang's angry roar interrupted Lin Xiao's thoughts.
Yang Beiwang was seen glaring at Mo Fan, like an angry beast: "Mo Fan, I'm warning you, don't go too far. If you offend me, you will definitely not end well!"
He said so, but when Yang Beiwang opened his mouth, his body moved back.
It seems that he is very afraid of Mo Fan.
"You said I went too far, so let me ask you, what happened to me?"
Mo Fan glanced at Yang Beiwang with disdain, curled his lips and said: "Who made your brother piss me off? It just so happens that he is no longer in the Martial Arts Temple, so I can only take it out on you."
"Fortunately, you are not a thing, otherwise, how could I find an opportunity to teach you a lesson."
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent aura swept over Mo Fan, and he waved the golden eyebrow-leveling stick.
"Yang Beiwang, give your grandpa a stick!"
A slightly vulgar voice came out.
Immediately, the golden eyebrow-level stick mixed with violent force hit Yang Beiwang heavily on the shoulder.
boom!
Yang Beiwang's shoulder exploded immediately, and his whole body flew backwards, scraping along the ground for thousands of meters before he could stop.
Along the way, there were stains of blood.
Since Yang Beiwang landed on his face, he could still see a few bloody teeth!
"Mo Fan, you...you beast!"
Yang Beiwang stood up and became furious.
However, because he lost several teeth, he kept leaking when he spoke. His appearance was so funny that many people laughed out loud.
"Shut up, who dares to laugh!"
Yang Beiwang roared again, stared at Mo Fan, gritted his teeth and said: "Mo Fan, my brother will return soon, and by that time, I will let you know how stupid your actions are!"
As he spoke, Yang Beiwang had murderous intent in his eyes!
That's right, he... wants to kill Mo Fan!
Let out the hatred in your heart!
Unfortunately, his strength was far inferior to Mo Fan, so he could only break his teeth and swallow it into his stomach, holding back the breath.
"It's just the right time for him to come back. I'll take care of him too, young master!"
Mo Fan grinned.
After saying that, he swept out with another stick.
This time Yang Beiwang learned his lesson and hurriedly gathered the laws of heaven and earth and put up a protective shield in front of him.
However, he underestimated Mo Fan's strength.
There was only a click, the protective shield shattered, and the flashing golden eyebrow stick fell on Yang Beiwang's shoulder again.
The difference is that last time it was the right shoulder and this time it was the left shoulder.
boom!
Yang Beiwang's body was like an old sandbag, flying straight out, and finally hit the disciples of the Martial Arts Temple, and several of them were knocked away from the distance, and blood kept spitting out from his mouth.
"Mo Fan's Ten Thousand Wheels Diamond Technique is basically almost complete."
"In addition, he also learned a technique that is almost a perfect match for the Ten Thousand Wheels Vajra Technique!"
Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he figured out the details of Mo Fan at a glance.
However, Lin Xiao still couldn't figure out whether this technique came from the Martial Arts Temple or whether it came from the inheritance of the strong.
"Are you okay?"
Mo Fan put away his eyebrow stick and looked towards Lin Xiao and the others.
"The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds, and the same is true for the Martial God Temple. When you first arrive, you will inevitably feel a little uncomfortable. After a while, you will naturally know how to deal with it."
There was always a smile on the corner of Mo Fan's mouth.
After saying that, he threw off his robe again and strode out of here with a very chic gesture.
When leaving, there were exclamations from the crowd.
Some female disciples who are new to the world still have little stars twinkling in their eyes!
"etc……"
At this time, Lin Xiao called out to Mo Fan.
Before he could speak, Mo Fan turned around and deliberately pretended to have a magnetic voice: "My name is Mo Fan. A hero, don't ask where he comes from. Mo is an extraordinary mortal. From now on, you can call me Senior Brother Mo Fan. You Qian
Don’t think that I am an unattainable legend. As long as you practice hard, you will be able to get infinitely close to me in the future!”
Hearing this, Lin Xiao suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Sure enough, Mo Fan couldn't hold it back as soon as he opened his mouth and kept chattering: "To be honest, I was just like you at the beginning, just an ordinary young man with low cultivation level. But I did not give up and always strengthened my belief, step by step.
Work hard, fight bravely, and seize every opportunity to improve your strength."
"Maybe you think my light is too shining, but I want to tell you that it is all made of sweat. Every strand and every inch is full of hard work and sweat!"
…
…
Voices came one after another like cannonballs.
Every sentence, every word, is not repeated at all!
Moreover, looking at Mo Fan talking non-stop, he has no intention of stopping!
"No, if this situation continues, Mo Fan will definitely not give up until he talks for a day and a night." Lin Xiao patted his forehead, thinking, while resisting the urge to beat Mo Fan violently.
Just then, a flash of light flashed through.
Lin Xiao took a step forward and interrupted Mo Fan directly: "Brother Mo Fan, what you said... is great!"
"Every word you say is like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, which makes me realize everything. I feel that you are my spiritual mentor and can make me see clearly all the fog on the road of life."
"This is not the place to talk. How about you sit in my courtyard and we can talk by candlelight?"
The words fell, and the space fell silent.
The crowd of people watching thought that Lin Xiao couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to stop Mo Fan from being so pretty.
But in the end, Lin Xiao actually said something like this.
"This guy is a talent!"
"I only heard a few of these words from Mo Fan, and I couldn't help but feel sick. Does this guy still want to hear them all night long?"
"What do you know? This is the correct posture to hold your thigh. This guy just came to the Martial Arts Temple, his cultivation level is so low, and he angered Yang Beiwang. Of course he needs to find a safe backer!" (To be continued)
