Chapter 408: Arrived in Time

Seeing Qiu Kun and Han Sen's combined attack, Mo Fan immediately understood that the destruction of the Great Turtle Shell Formation was unstoppable.

He immediately took Han Shu and Mo Yuntian and retreated hundreds of feet, barely avoiding the aftermath of the formation's destruction.

Despite this, the blood oozing from his mouth still exposed the fact that he had been wounded by the backlash.

It was true that he was a seventh-grade formation master, but his foundation was only a third-grade martial king after all, and setting up two seventh-grade spirit formations in succession was already the limit.

Han Sen and Qiu Kun did not give him enough time to prepare. A large tortoise shell formation and a spirit gathering formation could not stop the joint attack of two martial emperors over the fifth grade.

When the dust cleared, Mo Fan looked at Han Sen and Qiu Kun with a pale face and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

It was a disappointing ending.

Han Shu, who was standing aside, had long lost the ability to think.

This level of battle was not something he could intervene in.

That was the power he had always longed for.

If he was given enough time to grow, it would be easy for him to have such power.

Unfortunately, I'm afraid there is no chance.

"I don't care if you are Junior Brother Mo or someone else, I believe you are not an enemy."

Han Shu looked at Mo Fan, who was as tall as a mountain, and whispered.

"Go! With your strength, if you don't bring me, you might be able to survive."

Mo Fan was slightly stunned when he heard this. Han Shu felt that there was no room for reversal and was ready to give up resistance?

But what he said made sense. With his strength, combined with the Wind and Thunder Step, ordinary Martial Emperors might not be able to catch up with him.

But it was too late.

If Mo Fan had decided to escape alone at the beginning, there would still be some hope.

At this moment, the limit of the possession skill was about to come. Even if he wanted to run, he couldn't hold on for long.

At this moment, a sense of sadness surged in his heart.

Thinking that he, Mo Fan, was the creator of this world after all, he didn't expect that today he might fall into the hands of these ants.

"Prepare to die!"

Before Mo Fan could communicate with Han Shu, Qiu Kun's body, which was several dozen feet tall, took a step forward, and his fist, as big as a mountain, slammed towards Mo Fan fiercely with an irresistible force.

With such a huge body, every step he took was earth-shaking and space-vibrating!

This secret skill of the hundred-foot spiritual body really has the effect of exerting strength and size to the extreme.

At the same time, Han Sen, who had taken back the death flag, also attacked.

The sharp death flag was like an unstoppable javelin, directly blocking all possible directions for Mo Fan to dodge.

The blood-colored energy was even sharper than metal, and people dared not look directly at it.

"It's over!"

Han Shu slowly closed his eyes and welcomed the arrival of this moment.

After all, he could not escape the fate of dying young.

It is gratifying that before he died, he had the power he had always dreamed of.

Although the role he played so far was not great, it still satisfied him.

He just felt bad for dragging down Mo Qingkuang and his grandson.

Kong Kong's eyes were fixed on the place where the giant fist fell. He wanted to see Mo Qingkuang die in front of him!

Even if he couldn't kill his enemy, he had to see his enemy's tragic death in his eyes, so that he could relieve his hatred.

And that Lin Yang, and the mysterious man in his body.

One day, he would wash away all the shame and let everyone in the world know that I, Kong Kong, am still the number one genius in the whole continent!

Mo Fan had nowhere to hide. Qiu Kun's giant fist was overwhelming, and even his speed could not rush out of the attack range.

The death flag was as fast as a startled bird, completely locking him.

"Damn it! Old Fu! And Old Zheng! You two should come quickly!"

Mo Fan cursed in his heart.

As the auras of the martial emperors approached, Mo Fan had accurately sensed their specific existence.

They were Fu Qing and Zheng Tao, who were stranded in the Blue Flame Empire, followed by Ning Xian's father, Emperor Ning Shen, and the other two were Hua Ge and Lan Yun, who were fighting on the road.

Now Mo Fan could only hope that Fu Qing and Zheng Tao could arrive in time, so that he could have a chance of survival.

In Mo Fan's estimation, the time of their arrival was almost the same as the time of Han Sen and Qiu Kun's attack.

Now it depends on who can get there first.

Do your best and leave it to fate.

Mo Fan has been dragging it on for so long with his own strength, and the rest is powerless.

Fortunately, luck seems to be on Mo Fan's side now.

Just when the giant fist and the death flag came together!

The golden light flashed in the sky!

A black stream of light and a golden object flew from the sky at a high speed.

During the flying distance, the golden object also grew wildly, and the speed was amazing!

When it came to Mo Fan and others, it was no less than a small mountain.

It was a golden seal. Mo Fan recognized it as Zheng Tao's treasure.

It was called the Heaven-Suppressing Seal!

Made of rare materials, it was almost as powerful as a divine weapon. It was Zheng Tao's weapon.

This seal had the power to suppress the world. The power contained in it was enough to flatten a mountain.

"Bang!"

The Heaven-Suppressing Seal pressed hard on Qiu Kun, causing him to stagger.

Qiu Kun's defense was truly terrifying. This powerful force that was enough to flatten a mountain did not hurt him at all. It only pushed him back a little.

Despite this, his offensive was interrupted, and Mo Fan was able to escape the fate of being smashed into pulp by the giant fist.

On the other hand, the death flag that rushed over was slashed down by a golden sword, and even a white mark was cut on the flagpole.

Mo Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It was the Zhan Tian Sword!

Fu Qing and Zheng Tao arrived!

He was saved.

Fu Qing and Zheng Tao rushed to Mo Fan as fast as possible.

Their weapons were returned to their hands, and they looked at Han Sen and Qiu Kun vigilantly.

"Rock Emperor, Flag Emperor, it seems not very decent to bully the weak with the big." Zheng Tao's face was gloomy.

If he hadn't arrived in time, Mo Qingkuang and Han Shu, the two most outstanding talents of the Imperial College, would have fallen.

As the dean of the Martial Academy of the Imperial College, how could he not be angry.

So much so that for a moment he didn't have time to think about the momentum of Mo Qingkuang that was completely different from usual.

"Zheng Tao?" Qiu Kun sneered, "A newcomer who just entered the Martial Emperor realm, do you think you have the ability to compete with me?"

"Whether I have the ability or not, we'll know after a fight!" Zheng Tao retorted without showing any weakness.

He barely advanced to the first-grade Martial Emperor realm by taking the elixir, and his strength was still far behind Qiu Kun.

But after all, they were at the same level, so he could still compete with him to some extent.

And Fu Qing, who had made great progress in his cultivation over the past year and had reached the fourth-grade Martial Emperor realm, was not much different from Flag Emperor Han Sen.

He even had some advantages in the clash between his Heavenly Sword and the Death Flag just now.

Before the four Martial Emperors could fight again, they heard a call from a distance: "Old Fu! Come and help, I can't stand it! This kid is too fierce!"