Chapter 380: No Agreement
After listening to Mo Fan's words, Medicine Saint also had a trace of worry on his face.
In this Holy Fire Palace, there is no one who can defeat me except Mo Fan, but what happens after I get out?
The current situation has become like this. The genius students of Lan Yan Royal Academy have been killed and injured, and Emperor Lan Yan cannot give up.
What's more, Mo Fan also instigated others to steal the Blue Flame Empire's national treasure Youlan Mengyan. If Emperor Lan Yan learns about it, he will definitely hunt him down with all the strength of the country.
How can I get good fruits to eat when I go out?
Although he also instigated Lin Yang to seek for the Youlan Mengyan, didn't Lin Yang fail to get it?
But now even if Lin Yang doesn't succeed, after leaving this hall, Emperor Lan Yan learns about the situation, that is, yellow mud fell into his crotch...
The most important thing is that it is not yet certain whether Mo Fan can get it cheap!
After pondering for a moment, Medicine Saint said: "Your Excellency, although I don't know why you are always against my master and apprentice, my master and apprentice ask themselves that apart from some misunderstandings between Lin Yang and Mo Qingkuang, there is no enmity between me and you."
Mo Fan was happy when he heard this.
Misunderstand? You are such a medicine sage. Fortunately, I have shaped you so well. It turns out that killing people is a misunderstanding in your eyes, right?
The most ridiculous thing is that you have been forced to beat me, and now you find that you can't beat me, so you want to sue for peace?
Seeing that Mo Fan looked strange but did not speak, Medicine Saint gritted his teeth and said: "Your Excellency, there are no eternal enemies in the world."
"You must have heard that I was once the number one alchemist in the mainland. Even now, as long as I can be resurrected, I will be the strongest alchemist!"
Having said this, Medicine Saint's eyes flashed with pride, and he continued.
"I think you are all extraordinary people. Wouldn't it be great if you and I could fight against each other, turn conflicts into friendship, and train these two boys to fly around the world in the future?"
"I still have a way to resurrect the soul. Is it not impossible for you and me to be reincarnated as humans in the future? When you and I are resurrected, I can ensure that you and Mo Qingkuang have endless use of the ninth-grade elixir! How about it?"
Before Mo Fan heard this, Mo Qingkuang, who was hiding in the corner of his body, spoke eagerly: "Ancestor, you must not agree to him! Lin Yang and I are at odds with each other!"
"Why are you panicking? I didn't say I promised him." Mo Fan spat angrily.
Medicine Saint, this old boy, is indeed rich in capital, and has endless uses of ninth-grade elixirs. He makes it sound as if he is telling the truth. If people are told, they may not be able to resist the temptation and agree.
There is also the method of resurrecting the soul. Don’t you know? Don’t I still know it? There is only one material. When the time comes, will you live or let me live?
The most important thing is that I don’t want to be your enemy, but my system requires me to engage in Lin Yang, so there is nothing I can do, I am forced!
So no matter what Medicine Saint says, Mo Fan and I will never cooperate with Medicine Saint Lin Yang.
Shaking his head: "Do you think I will believe you?"
Seeing that Mo Fan wanted to get closer to him again, he was even ready to attack at any time.
The Medicine Saint waved his hand quickly: "Wait a minute, wait a minute. In the end, we will both lose in the fight. Even if you are strong enough to kill me, I'm afraid you will have to pay a heavy price."
"When you leave this hall, will you still have the energy to fight again?"
"Regardless of whether you are willing to cooperate with me or not, for now, if you and I cooperate for a short time, we will be able to break out of the siege and escape!"
"I promise that I will never take advantage of Youlan Mengyan again."
The Medicine Sage's earnest persuasion ignored Lin Yang's crazy resistance in his body.
Ever since Medicine Saint said the first words, Lin Yang resisted in his heart.
After all, they were young and energetic. If he and Mo Qingkuang were to fight to the death, they simply couldn't bear the grievance of working with him again.
He threatened that the worst possible outcome would be to fight Mo Fan to the death!
But the Medicine Saint has lived for so many years and has thought more carefully. As Mo Fan said just now, only by living can you have a future.
What's more, Mo Fan's origins are mysterious and his fighting power is extremely powerful. The benefits of cooperation are definitely greater!
If it really doesn't work, you can still make a fool of yourself and take advantage of it and strike back when the time comes!
Now we are in a passive situation, and it is only the courage of an ordinary man to fight against the odds.
It's a pity that the Medicine Saint has so many considerations that Mo Fan is too lazy to think about it.
The Medicine Saint kept talking like this for a few times, which delayed a lot of time. Mo Fan had already spent a lot of time possessing him, and he didn't want to waste any more words with him.
Both fists were pushed out, and the bright golden fists were overwhelmingly smashed towards the Medicine Saint: "You should go and discuss cooperation with the Lord of Hell, maybe he will help you resurrect directly!"
Seeing that Mo Fan was not getting enough, and even got into a fight, the Medicine Sage knew that the conversation could no longer go on.
We have no choice but to face the enemy!
"Don't think that I am really afraid of you!"
The Medicine Saint snorted coldly, a ball of black flame rose up in each hand, and then he closed it at an extremely fast speed!
When he released it again, a lifelike black fire lotus took shape!
Throwing his hands, the black fire lotus, filled with the terrifying aura of annihilation and devouring, flew towards the shadow of Mo Fan's fist.
Neither of them performed any heaven-level or earth-level martial arts!
It’s just the most efficient use of your own energy!
Mo Fan is good at fighting. Every ounce of his strength can be used on the blade. His fists are overwhelming, but he is sure to attack Medicine Saint without wasting any effort.
Medicine Saint's combat ability is slightly weaker, but his ability to control fire is unparalleled in the world!
The energy contained in the black fire lotus condensed and compressed with hell's demonic flames should not be underestimated.
"boom--"
When the two collided, the entire hall trembled, and fine dust was blown down from the roof!
The tentative fight is over!
Mo Fan did not move at all, but his blood was surging and he suffered a little backlash.
The situation of Medicine Saint was a little worse. He was knocked back more than ten feet in the air. His throat felt sweet and a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out, but he swallowed it forcefully.
The winner was immediately determined!
Mo Dan completely suppressed him!
"Hmph, just wait for death!" Mo Fan shouted, and stomped in the air at a very fast speed, with wind and thunder under his feet, and rushed straight to Medicine Saint!
With a finger pointing out, a shocking finger print condensed out.
Chen Kong, who had been shocked on the ground, clearly recognized that this was the only heaven-level martial art he knew, the Withering and Flourishing Finger!
The shape of this Withering and Flourishing Finger was not much bigger than his, but its power was far superior to his. The withering and flourishing mysteries in it were vivid and intoxicated.
He was even too lazy to think about who the person who occupied Mo Qingkuang's body was, and just wanted to learn more from this finger.
Li Sheng was even more stunned and forgot to breathe!
I thought my new master was gifted and had a promising future!
I didn't expect that Mo Qingkuang also had such power behind him!
This battle is no less powerful than that of the former Martial Emperor Fu Qing!
Seeing Mo Fan's fierce attack, Medicine Saint's face was solemn, black flames were still rising in his left hand, and his right hand grabbed the void, and actually peeled off a ball of blue flame from the space of the Holy Fire Hall.