I Became the Ancestor of the Villain - Chapter 640

  Chapter 640 The Battle of Grandfather and Grandson 2

  Hearing Mo Fan’s challenge, Mo Qingkuang showed a look of excitement on his face.

  The momentum of his whole body exploded, rising steadily, Feng Bo’s phantom slowly shrunk, and submerged into Mo Qingkuang’s body, making him glow with divine light all over his body.

  Like a real **** descending!

   “Look, old ancestor, this is the first thing you gave me, a god-level exercise—”The Art of Blast and Fallen Leaves”!”

  He let out a low growl, opened his hands, and the wind howled, setting off a huge wave!

  Bursts of tornadoes almost sucked up the endless water in the sea.

  The current Mo Qingkuang is not as powerful as before. After merging with Feng Bo’s inheritance, Mo Qingkuang is the Fengshen.

   All the air is under his control.

  Thousands of miles around were sucked into a vacuum by him.

   All the saints had no choice but to open the small world, otherwise they would die due to the loss of air.

  Even if there is a small world, they are shaky and struggling to resist.

   Mo Fan’s small world was shattered during the battle, but it doesn’t mean that there is no way to take Mo’s frivolous trick.

  His creation-level kung fu is still far above Mo’s frivolous god-level kung fu.

   “You have reached the pinnacle of “The Art of Blast and Fallen Leaves”, which is very good.” He praised lightly.

  The big stick in his hand suddenly became huge, without limit!

  He did not attack Mo frivolously, but plunged the iron rod into the sea.

   “Boom—”

  A dull roar sounded from the bottom of the sea, and the space was turbulent.

  But the sea suddenly calmed down.

  The turbulent waves set off by Mo frivolously disappeared without a trace.

   “Dinghaishenzhen, don’t waste me getting this name for you!” Mo Fan muttered to himself.

  Mo frivolously shuddered all over, his god-level kung fu fully erupted and was so easily suppressed by Mo Fan.

  He thought that if he reached the demigod level, surpassing Mo Fan by one step, he would be able to easily defeat Mo Fan.

   Unexpectedly, the ancestor’s combat power was incredible, far from as simple as he thought.

   “The ancestor is still the ancestor after all, let’s see the martial skill you gave me that I found!” Mo laughed frivolously.

  One finger with the left hand, one palm with the right hand, all came together.

  Twist the flower finger, drop the flower palm!

   This is the “Treasure of Nianhua” that Mo Fan instructed Mo Qingkuang to obtain in the Tomb of King Nianhua, and it is also the first earth-level martial art practiced by Mo Qingkuang.

  With Mo Qingkuang’s current demigod strength, there is supreme power in every gesture, and it doesn’t really matter what kind of martial arts he uses.

  Seeing this, Mo Fan’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he punched out with both fists, facing the fingerprints, and smashing them away!

   “Boom!”

  The two retreated thousands of miles each, and the world changed color.

   Mo Fan’s face was flushed, and there was a slight pain in his fists.

   Suffered a little loss, the demigod and the peak martial saint are still different after all.

   Seeing Mo Fan like this, Mo Qingkuang felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

  I finally stood at the level where I was face to face with my ancestors.

   Even, it has the upper hand.

   “My first heaven-level martial skill, Ku Rong Finger!” Mo frivolously drank again, pointing out again.

  The laws of space flow, one dry and one prosperous, one gray and one green, and the whole world is also bright and dark.

  Mo frivolously used the Kurong Profound Truth to an extremely advanced level!

  The huge fingerprints stretched thousands of miles, as if they could destroy the world, they came straight to Mo Fan.

   “Kurong Finger!”

  Mo Fan did not hesitate, and also pointed back to the past.

  With the help of the system, his comprehension has reached the pinnacle, even above Mo frivolity.

  The realm gap between the two was overwhelmed by the power of the law that broke out.

   There was another explosion in the sky, and some weaker saints’ small worlds were shattered by the turbulent energy fluctuations, and they fell down vomiting blood.

   All are damage to the soul, and the origin is shattered.

  Even the top powerhouses such as the Great Sage Ping Tian are still unstable and the world is in turmoil.

  The strength of the grandparents and grandchildren of the Mo family is far above him!

  The two were repulsed again, and both suffered losses.

  Blood overflowed from Mo Fan’s mouth.

  Mo Qingkuang’s body has withered skin and rapid hair growth, which is the profound meaning of Kurong.

   But also quickly recovered.

  After one blow, Mo frivolity did not stop, his eyes were wide open, the wind and thunder under his feet flashed, and he went straight to Mo Fan.

  Its speed shuttles through the space, so fast that it can’t even catch the soul.

  Mo Fan’s body also disappeared in place, and the wind and thunder surged under his feet.

  In the sky, there are only two light spots moving rapidly.

  One is cyan and the other is purple.

   Wind and Thunder Step!

   After a few breaths, the two light spots chased and disappeared from this sea area, and then returned to this sea area.

  Although everyone did not experience it personally, they all had a strong hunch.

  With the speed of the two of them, the time for just a few breaths is probably enough to chase and travel around the entire Tianhan Continent.

  Mo Qingkuang is the inheritor of Feng Bo, and Mo Fan has a deep understanding of the profound meaning of thunder.

   are the best practitioners of Fengleibu.

  The speed of the two is almost neck-to-neck, and neither can catch up with the other.

  Finally, the two stopped and stood facing each other.

   Mo frivolous eyes flashed red, and he said in a low voice: “Old ancestor, do you know what I’m going to use next?”

   “After the Wind and Thunder Step is the formation, let me see how far your formation attainment is!” Mo Fan smiled lightly.

   “My ancestors still understand me.” Mo smiled frivolously and tapped his finger.

  The sky was full of wind and clouds, and the Qianzhang Shenlong and Qianzhang White Tiger appeared at the same time, and the wind and cloud followed each other, with a terrifying momentum.

  From the south, a huge fireball surged, like a scorching sun rising, and when it exploded, it was a Suzaku mythical beast!

  Under the feet of the sea, a mysterious tortoise slowly rose up, with complex divine lights shining on the tortoise shell.

  Four holy spirit formations, ninth grade formations!

  At the same time, a fluorescent long sword appeared in Mo Qingkuang’s hands, extremely sharp.

   Killing Holy Spirit Formation!

  The space behind it shattered, and thunder emerged from the endless void.

  Ninth grade array, Jiuxiao Tianlei array!

  Mo Qingkuang built three ninth-rank spiritual arrays one after another, the momentum is terrifying, and the power of each spiritual array is not below the peak of a martial saint.

  Mo Fan smiled slightly when he saw this: “You are very good! I am ready for you too!”

   The voice fell, and Mo Fan was as frivolous as three identical Ninth-Rank Spirit Arrays appeared, and Mo Fan also held the Holy Sword in his hand.

   The holy beasts roared all around, and the thunder shook behind them.

  However, the Holy Killing Sword in his hand is slightly different. It is golden in color, shining with divine light, and its power is even higher than that of Mo Frivolous!

  Perhaps, it should be called the Sword of Killing God!

“kill!”

  The grandparent and grandson shouted at the same time, and slashed together with their swords!

  Thunderstorms surged behind them, crushing each other.

   Eight identical holy beasts are identical in pairs, catch each other and fight!

   The sky and the earth changed color, and the sun and the moon dimmed!

“boom!”

  Mo Qingkuang and Mo Fan once again slashed at each other and bounced off each other.

  His hands were trembling, and there were slight cracks on the Holy Sword.

  The quality of Mo Fan’s Sword of Killing God is obviously higher than his, so that he has a higher cultivation level, but falls into a disadvantage.

  He panted heavily, and roared, “Explode the spirit!”

   “Exploding spirit!” Mo Fan did not hesitate, and almost agreed with him.

  The eight holy beasts exploded at the same time, and terrifying energies collided in this world.

  Everyone’s consciousness stagnated at this moment.

   At the same time, the two in the battle also took advantage of the turmoil to launch a final blow to each other!

  (end of this chapter)