Although Jian Xin was sitting cross-legged there, even though he did not move at all, he could not escape his sharp eyes. Moreover, Xia Wanxin had quietly told him that Jian Xin was injured, so he naturally knew that it was not easy to fight now.

In the face of the other party's provocation, it is naturally impossible to remain indifferent, so he decided to give the other party a profound lesson, and he wanted to see what made him so arrogant.

More importantly, he always felt that the flowing aura in the other person's body seemed a little weird, and the other person's eyes gave him a little different feeling.

In order to test his guess, he had to go on a war.

Jian Xin was helpless in the face of the other party's provocation. Although he won the previous battle, he suffered a lot of injuries and was still recuperating and did not recover. Even if he thought about it, he was powerless.

In a dilemma, Mo Linfeng stood up. Although the two did not have much interaction, at least they had the same position on the two.

Of course, he didn't think that Mo Linfeng wanted to win credit, after all, he still knew his strength. "Junior Brother Mo is careful. Their methods are quite cunning. They often use insidious moves, so don't be careless."

Mo Linfeng smiled confidently and stepped onto the stage. He took out the weapon in his hand at the same time, just a fairly ordinary sword. There is no need to reveal his background too much when dealing with such an enemy.

When Itachi was stunned when he saw that such a young boy was walking out, he looked full of contempt and even a little contempt. He dared to come up at such an age and was simply seeking death.

The joking words blurted out: "Oh, it seems that there is no one in your Sword Hero Sect. I sent such a little doll with no hair to come out to fight. Don't blame me for not reminding you, so as not to be killed by me and say that I bully the small one. It's still time for you to go back now, otherwise I will let you know what cruelty is.

This is not something you can do in a greenhouse like you. It is quite dangerous, regardless of life or death. Since you represent the Swordsman Sect, kneel down to my grandfather, and I will spare your life for no means.

Just treat it as you took the initiative to admit defeat, how about it?" Itachi Hua didn't take Mo Linfeng seriously at all. After all, there are really not many such young cultivators.

Moreover, Mo Linfeng walked up. Although he was holding a weapon in his hand, he did not use any spiritual power. In this state, as long as he did not actively release his spiritual power, the other party would not be able to sense anything.

"It's so much nonsense, but you just say it, and you won't be able to say anything soon. If you want to say it, I'll wait for you to finish."

Mo Linfeng's hand holding the sword turned aside, and a cold light flashed instantly. It was just a simple and ordinary action, and it was impossible for the other party to take it seriously.

This person is so arrogant, so he will provoke him casually. All he has to do is to directly shock everyone present and tell them that if they want to make ground on Tai Sui's head, they must have enough strength to do so.

"I'm not old and I'm not very angry. Many times, it's because some people overestimate their strength and almost die. I've given you a chance. Since you don't fight for it yourself, don't blame me for being polite."

Itachi looked at Jian Xin, who was regulating his breathing and healing his wounds at the sidelines. It was obvious that the previous words were for him to hear. Suddenly, his joking gaze became sharp in an instant, his finger rings shone with a brilliant light, and appeared on his hands in a blink of an eye.

The fists were clenched tightly, and quickly slapped the air in front. As the speed continued to increase, the originally stable area slowly fluctuated. The spiritual power around it continued to compress, and gradually, a huge fist shadow appeared on the chest.

It seems illusory, but in fact it is extremely powerful. It is just a prototype, and it has already given everyone a kind of strong oppression.

Especially Jian Xin, when he saw the moment Itagaki took action, his face changed drastically. He naturally knew this move, and it was this move that injured him. On the surface, this fist shadow looked weak and powerless. If he really didn't take it seriously, he would definitely suffer a great loss.

If he had not practiced the body refining technique, he would definitely be crushed directly by the power he generated instantly.

He quickly reminded Mo Linfeng with a calm face. "Junior brother, be careful, this move is definitely not as weak as you see on the surface, so don't be confused."

"Thank you!" Mo Linfeng responded in just two words to Jian Xin's reminder, and still slowly approached him, as if this threat did not exist at all in him.

It was still calm and gentle, and he still did not use his spiritual power. It seemed that he was planning to use his own power to take this move directly.

Everyone was a little strange about the calmness on their faces and the deserted eyes, but many of them were only sarcasm.

"This kid doesn't plan to use spiritual power? Although Itachi usually hates it, his threat should not be underestimated. This is the first time I have seen such a ignorant guy who can still be so calm in the face of this move."

"If I want to tell you, he is looking for death. He is so proud of the Swordsman Sect. He actually sent such a young boy to fight Itachi. This is not hitting the stone with eggs, but digging his own grave!"

In the eyes of everyone, such behavior is equivalent to suicide. No one thinks that he can still make a big splash, and he is definitely suicide.

Even Jian Chi, who was watching from the audience, was urged to rush forward. After all, he knew his identity. What if something really happened?

He had already taken half a step, but was stopped by the Demon Valley and told him to let him watch it well. It would definitely make sense to do so. He also said that this kid must have his own plans.

With a skeptical attitude, he took back the foot that had taken half a step, and still watched the changes on the field nervously.

The fist shadow slowly condenses, and the power contained in it is also revealed little by little. The entire space seems to have changed color due to the solidity of the fist shadow.

Even the audience on the sidelines believed that this battle was no longer necessary and the ending could not have changed.

Because they only saw that in front of that move, the extremely small Mo Linfeng slowly walked towards the embrace of death.

And no one believed that a miracle would happen. Faced with such a strong attack, even they would not be able to resist, let alone this young boy.

The atmosphere on the field was once solemn. At this time, the fist shadow that could be seen thoroughly was already visible. With Itachi's whisper, he rushed towards Mo Linfeng, who was so far away without reservation, and in a blink of an eye, the distance was reduced rapidly.

Just when everyone was missing that expectation, they suddenly saw an extremely funny scene.

Mo Linfeng, who was walking normally, suddenly slipped under his feet and fell on the stage. At the same time, he was really good at avoiding the oncoming fist shadows, and the time was just right.

Everyone didn't notice such tiny details at all, just laughing at them with all their might, even Itachi was full of disdain...
Chapter completed!