child does not speak

Ran Rongwen's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his cultivation base increased greatly for a while, and he stared at Mo Ziyan with extremely unkind eyes. Who is the person he hates the most in his life?That must be Moziyan.

Using the soaring spiritual power all over his body, Ran Rongwen used both hands to hold the long sword with fire spiritual power, intending to put all his eggs in one basket. Since it was a life-and-death battle, he had no choice but to do his best.

"Whoosh..." The whole body was like a long sword burning with flames, and it flew towards Mo Ziyan with lightning speed.

Mo Ziyan quickly reacted from the accident, holding Juexu in his arms, lightly leaping on the string with one hand, "Zheng..." The spiritual force wall cast by the sound of the zither dutifully blocked the long sword from the outside.

"Ah!" Seeing this, Ran Rongwen yelled up to the sky, running his own spiritual power towards the long sword without hesitating to exhaust his spiritual power. Immediately, the red flames around the long sword became redder than before, and its power increased several times again times.

And the spiritual power wall built by Mo Ziyan was pierced in an instant...

"Boom." Ran Pingsheng frowned as he watched the scene on the competition stage, his five fingers clenched into fists and he couldn't help punching the table.

In other people's eyes, Ran Rongwen's move is no different from courting death!Exhaust the sea of ​​spiritual power!Even if he wins this time, the sequelae left by the depletion of the spiritual power sea are enough for him to bear!Seriously!It is very likely that he will no longer be able to cultivate and become a waste! (Of course! In this situation, many people don’t think that Mo Ziyan can survive! Of course, this does not include Jing Mingtai! After all, he still has a deep understanding of the other party!)

The glare of the red light and the sharp edge of the sword made Mo Ziyan slightly startled. He didn't expect Ran Rongwen to ignore him so much in order to kill him. It was too late to rebuild the spiritual wall now!And avoiding attacks with a large range seems to be difficult to achieve!Right now, that's the only way to go...

Withdrawing Juexu in an instant, Mo Ziyan folded his hands and staggered them, running the Nine-Fold Jue mentality. After a few finger moves, a silver-white nine-petaled flower imprint emerged from his feet, and there seemed to be a flash of imprint on his white forehead. , the silver-white nine-petal flower with no name has been spinning rapidly since it was formed, making it hard to see clearly.

Outsiders can only see that the situation is suddenly reversed. Moziyan is protected by a silver-white light for some reason, and the powerful long sword can't do anything at all. It can't move forward, but its power seems to be weakening .

"San" faced the long sword coming directly with the palm of his hand, the handsome and charming young man was expressionless, but there was a stream of light in his beautiful eyes, and his rosy lips parted slightly.

As Mo Ziyan's deep and pleasant voice fell, I saw that the fire spiritual power around the long sword quickly dissipated completely, and the long sword, which was born without spiritual power control, fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound. sound.

"Pfft..." The spiritual power returned, and Ran Rongwen spat out a mouthful of blood. His body, which had little spiritual power left, couldn't bear the heavy blow at all. His legs knelt straight on the ground, and he didn't even have the strength to support his hands.

This change can be said to have stunned everyone, even Jing Mingtai couldn't help but shake his head because of this, not because of anything else, just because of the situation.

The silver-white nine-petaled flower has stopped spinning, but quietly floated there, letting the world marvel at its quiet and remote beauty, and the young man on it is also dazzling, with green clothes and black hair, handsome and delicate face, The cold brows and eyes, the lightly pursed lips, are so dazzling that people want to hide them, so as not to give anyone a chance to pry into them... Also... why does this scene always give him a feeling of déjà vu?Is it an illusion?

Mo Ziyan didn't pay any attention to the shocked or angry expressions of the audience, but walked to a place one meter away from Ran Rongwen and stood still, looking at Ran Rongwen indifferently.

When he came to this Wuji Continent when he was the weakest and most deceitful, only Ran Rongwen targeted him again and again, and almost pushed him out of this world. Since then, he swore that what he suffered that day Hurt and humiliation must be repaid a hundred times and a thousand times in the future. He Mo Ziyan has never been a believer in men and women. What he believes in is that no one will offend me, I will not offend others, and if anyone offends me, he will be punished.

Forgiveness is something a fool would never do.

"Ran Rongwen, we're both settled." Mo Ziyan said softly as he circulated spiritual energy in his hands.

Ran Rongwen raised his head with difficulty, his bloodshot eyes were still staring at Mo Ziyan, full of hatred and distortion, if he could choose, he should have dealt with Mo Ziyan as soon as possible!

Mo Ziyan ignored his hateful eyes, and pierced Ran Rongwen's forehead with the spiritual thorn blade formed in his hand. Ran Rongwen couldn't help widening his eyes, and fell back. His round eyes were full of hatred, and he was quite unwilling to die. .

"Heh." Mo Zi pursed his lips, and he was not as happy as he imagined when he personally solved Ran Rongwen. Without such people, the journey of cultivating immortality is long, so why bother to spare extra emotions for these people!

"This... this is..." What is the situation?Some people couldn't help opening their mouths wide in surprise, their faces full of disbelief.

"This... this is simply too shocking!" What kind of skills and cultivation can achieve this scene?Directly dissipated other people's spiritual magic arts!Do you want to be so powerful?It's like nothing you've seen before!

"What kind of skill is this...and he is really only in the early stage of Nascent Soul?" The scene in front of him was so shocking that people couldn't believe their eyes. This powerful and gorgeous picture was really shocking!It just makes people think that they are wrong!And Mo Ziyan's cultivation is really only in the early Yuanying stage?How can it be unbelievable!

"I've never heard of it... let alone read it! Today... it's really an eye-opener!" A sigh sounded.

The bosses in charge were also taken aback. They never expected that the person who was supposed to lose would reverse the situation all of a sudden, in such an eye-catching way...

Ran Pingsheng's eyes widened slightly, his clenched hands under him trembled a little, and his lips turned pale. No matter how bad Ran Rongwen was, he was still his child, his only child. There is no big mistake, and Mozi said that this behavior is the revenge of killing the son.

"This son..." Prince Baili looked at Mo Ziyan with a calm expression, feeling a little mixed in his heart.

Even if he didn't say the rest of the words, a few people would have guessed that the future of this son must be immeasurable... and he will take revenge if he has a grudge, and his thoughts are deep.

As soon as Ran Rongwen died, the barrier of heaven disintegrated immediately, and Mo Ziyan was also walking towards Jingming Terrace, intending to go back home. Although Ran's family was annoyed, no one dared to stop them. The previous shock was obviously still imprinted on everyone's minds. In my heart, and since I have set up a life-and-death battle, I should take life and death as my fate, and I can't blame anyone.

On the surface, the cloud is calm, but Mo Ziyan is actually quite exhausted. The exercise was also taught to him by Ah Wu just now. He was led to use it once during the previous experience, and it was basically useless after that. He still doesn't control it precisely, and secondly, his cultivation base is too low, so it is difficult to display it at all. If Ah Wu hadn't guided him for the first time, it would have been impossible to display it at all.

Mishaps always happened in a flash, and a figure that could not even see the afterimage passed through the crowd, came straight to Mo Ziyan and stood still, and at the same time blocked Mo Ziyan's footsteps.

"Your Majesty?" He Ling straightened her back, staring fixedly at the young man in front of her. The young man was wearing an elegant cyan robe, with jet-black hair tied behind his back, handsome and delicate facial features, delicate Eyebrows, narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, and red lips.

The young man was looking at him with raised eyebrows, with a trace of puzzlement in his eyes... But the light in He Ling's eyes dimmed little by little...Why?Why?It is obvious that the spiritual power fluctuations in the young man's body are the Lord's fault!But why?Why is he not the Supreme Being?It's not His Majesty... He doesn't have His Majesty's aura on him... He Ling trembled all over, as if he couldn't accept this fact.

Mo Ziyan raised his eyebrows, and looked at the man in front of him with puzzled eyes... He suspected that he had a problem with his mind. (Because it was directly opposite, Mo Ziyan could clearly see the man's face, and he would not be affected by the man's silver-white robe at all)

Seeing that the man in front of him was still muttering to himself in his own consciousness, the corners of Mo Ziyan's lips twitched slightly, where did this come from?That Shang Ke's face was blinded in vain! (It must be a little worse than him, someone thought confidently) Shaking his head lightly and not thinking about it, Mo Ziyan planned to bypass the man and continue on his way.

But before he took a step, his shoulders were tightly grasped by someone, "Tell me, where did you learn this exercise from?"

He Ling clasped the young man's shoulders with both hands. Although his face had returned to normal, the hope hidden deep in his eyes couldn't hide from Mo Ziyan's eyes.

The man's pupils are too clear, and at the same time too quiet, the hope that emerges in his eyes is like light, making him angry... but it's more like a drowning man grabbing the last life-saving straw……

"You said..." What kind of exercise?Before the next words were spoken, they were directly interrupted.

"Let him go." Jing Mingtai unexpectedly came to Mo Ziyan at some point, stopped him with one hand, and stared at He Ling unkindly.

Seeing Jing Mingtai's appearance, He Ling was stunned for a moment, let go of the hand on Mo Ziyan's shoulder, and stepped back a few steps involuntarily... He Ling stretched out a hand to cover her eyes, breathing heavily It's a little bit, I didn't expect...it turned out to be him who appeared first!Thinking of this, the resentment in my heart couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

The resentment in He Ling was so heavy that even those who were a little closer could feel it.

This is!Mo Ziyan looked at the man with an unclear expression, and he was a little unclear where his resentment came from, but it seemed to be aimed at Jing Mingtai. Could it be that he had a grudge against Jing Mingtai!

Mo Ziyan stretched out his hand and tugged on Jing Mingtai's sleeve, and blinked at him when he looked over, probably meaning: What's the situation?

How do I know!Jing Mingtai returned an innocent look.

Since it doesn't matter, let's go!Mo Ziyan continued to blink, maybe!This man really has some problems with his brain!He thought so!

Jing Mingtai nodded and smiled back, took Mo Ziyan's hand and prepared to leave.