Boom!

A burst of roar, the two figures quickly separated, each other rippling out of the strong momentum, swept across all directions.

Qu Shang's eyes are deep, and his face is glumly staring at Mo yuan.

Although the strength of this young man has become a strong one, he has only one strength in his heart.

However, the young man in black caught the blow.

"You are a shock." Qu Shang slowly vomited his breath, pinched his fist and said faintly: "in a few days, your strength has reached the level of Yuanying."

"Sorry." Mo yuan's eyes are clear, no wave, way: "now I, or knot Dan nine layers."

"Well?" Qu Shang was stunned, and he couldn't believe it. "Are you kidding? If you take a fist from the ninth floor of Dan, you will have the power of the first floor of Yuanying? "

He didn't believe it, and he couldn't believe it.

If it is true as Mo Yuan said, it will subvert their own understanding of power.

Unless the opponent's fist is a killing move, how can it break out the power of the first layer of Yuanying.

"Boy, I advise you not to pretend." Qu Shang narrowed his eyes and decided that Mo yuan was pretending to be in front of the absolute power. It was just self humiliation

"Let me ask you a question." All of a sudden, Mo yuan raised his eyes and turned his words. He asked in a low voice, "do you know the magic hall? "

Qu Shang's pupils shrank, and he looked at Mo yuan in shock. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something. Then he mocked:" you don't want to tell me that you are from the magic hall? "

"Well?" Mo yuan frowned and asked, "so you know?"

"However, there is no one who wants to enter the temple." Qu Shang curled his lips and looked at Mo yuan with disdain. "If you say you are a devil, you still have some credibility, but if you say it's the devil hall, you're asking for nothing."

"Does the magic hall have anything to do with the evil spirit?" Mo yuan ignored the Tucao of Qu's death, and continued to make complaints about his eyebrows.

"Boy!" As soon as Qu Shang's eyes sank, a series of sharp blades whirled out and surrounded the whole body. His killing intention was awe inspiring. "I don't have time to play with you. Now that you've run into it today, die for me. "

The voice falls, a knife flies out, from all directions to block the retreat of Mo yuan.

Mo yuan returns to God, looking at the dense blade, a pair of eyes are still clear, no wave, as if watching a rain.

Puff, puff, prick!

A number of sharp blades fell on Mo yuan's body, constantly cutting his body, and his coat was all crushed, revealing a body full of scars.

Seeing this body, Qu Shang's eyes were gloomy, and he knew that the young man must have suffered the burning of lava before climbing back from the edge of hell.

But why didn't the terrible lava burn it to soot?

Wait!

All of a sudden, Qu Shang's pupil shrank, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

His sharp blade just tore the other party's clothes, but did not leave a scar on the other side's body.

This, how can it be?!

Hoo -

Mo yuan slowly breathed a breath, a pair of eyes flashed across a strange awn, a momentum of agitation, the horse's tail behind to be scattered.

For a moment, three thousand ink hair spread out and flaunted wildly behind it.

At the same time, his body emits a faint light, passing through every scar, and this scar is quickly smoothed and smooth again.

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