C225 Battle night fox clan disciple (2/2)

A young and mature man with a wooden face and steady footsteps walked out. Seeing this person, many surrounding Fox Clan disciples cried out in alarm.

”Mo Xuan will go up, this brat is definitely going to lose!”

”You think too much, Mo Xuan will never leave anyone alive. Even if it's someone from the Fox Clan, he will not show them any mercy. ”

”He cultivates the 'Nine Techniques of the Night Killing'. I heard that up till now, only Ye Ling is able to make him use them all.” I think it would be quite good if this kid could last until the fifth form. ”

's expression did not waver in the slightest as the discussions of the various Fox Clan disciples sounded around him. This surprised Yun Fan.

No matter what race it was, to be able to maintain his calm while being praised by others was something that Mo Qing couldn't compare to.

”Night Fox Clan, Mo Xuan!”

Just when the Fox Clan disciples thought that Yun Fan would act the same as before, Yun Fan said indifferently: ”Yun Fan!”

”You are very strong, but I will not hold back. This has nothing to do with race!”

Mo Xuan had always been very stupefied, but Yun Fan could actually feel the strong battle intent of the other party. This was a fighting spirit that had been formed from countless bloody battles. Just this kind of fighting spirit was enough to allow the opponent to be invincible within the same realm.

”Thank you!” Yun Fan said with a smile on his face.

Mo Xuan nodded his head, and a curved blade appeared in his hand. With the appearance of this scimitar, a strong battle intent exploded from his body.

As the battle intent spread out, the surrounding ten meter radius seemed to darken. The light was blurry, and even the air became ice-cold.

Night covered the earth!

The air started to circulate rapidly, and the surroundings seemed to be shrouded in a gray fog. The cold air became even colder.

A black ray of light cut out from the curved blade, and like a mist, Mo Xuan and the rest disappeared from everyone's eyes.

In that moment, everyone stared at the ball of fog, even Xue Bingbing frowned.

Although the [Night Killing Nine Techniques] was a low rank Profound Level martial skill, it was a type of assassination martial skill. It was a common thing to kill people above her level. Although she knew that Yun Fan was powerful, she would die on the spot if she was not careful.

The Fox Clan disciples could not see it clearly, but she could see it clearly.

Just as the scimitar was about to reach Yun Fan, Yun Fan's fist suddenly struck the scimitar.

Mo Xuan's speed increased once again, the spirit energy in the fog quickly converged onto the curved blade, and hacked towards the back of Yun Fan's neck at lightning speed.

With the strength of the second stage of Transcending Mortality Stage, he was able to use the《 Nine Forms of Night Kill》 with ease, and his attack power was multiplied.

But just as the scimitar was about to approach, Yun Fan's fist smashed onto the scimitar once again. His feet didn't move, his body didn't move, as if he had eyes on the back of his head.

The same scene appeared several times in a row. This made Mo Xuan's speed even faster, as if he had merged into space like the night wind.

The night wind rustled!

The single target attack had turned into a group attack. The curved blade produced countless blade lights as it moved quickly, enveloping all the vital parts of Yun Fan's body.

This time, Yun Fan did not use his fist, but used his finger. Every single blade was blocked by a single finger. It was as if it had been set up beforehand, without the slightest deviation.

Not only did he block the opponent's attack, he also hit the opponent's shoulder and forced him back by three or four steps.

”This is a very good martial skill, a very strong attack power! But for me, it's not enough! ”