Chapter 542 Mo Qingkuang vs Lan Xiao

"Saint Buyu, the younger generation is a bit hot-tempered. Why don't we let them warm up first? Let's see if the country bumpkins in the secular world can stand shoulder to shoulder with the Holy Son?" Mo Fan smiled meaningfully.

Saint Buyu also smiled when he heard this. If Mo Fan faced him, he might still have a little resistance, just like the water dragon that just dissolved him.

I didn't expect Mo Fan to be so shameless and want Mo Qingkuang to challenge Lan Xiao?

His own disciples know best. Perhaps among the Holy Sons of Penglai Fairy Island, Lan Xiao is not the strongest and most outstanding.

But he is not comparable to Mo Qingkuang, who grew up in the secular world.

At the same time, there is a fundamental gap between the secular world and the holy land for the third-grade martial masters.

Saint Buyu has absolute confidence in Lan Xiao.

"Okay, since there are people who don't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth and want to humiliate themselves, of course I will meet his unreasonable demands." Saint Buyu agreed.

He turned to Lan Xiao and said, "Lan Xiao, since he is so interested, how about you give him some pointers?"

His words were full of contempt for Mo Qingkuang. They were in the same realm, but he actually used the word "pointing" which was really arrogant.

Lan Xiao was naturally very confident in himself. He looked at Mo Qingkuang with contempt: "Frog in the well, I will let you know the real gap between you and me!"

Then he seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned to Ning Yu and said, "By the way, Your Majesty Ning Yu, I want to invite Princess Ning Xian to witness this battle with her own eyes."

"Maybe, no, it is certain. Her impression of Mo Qingkuang will definitely change."

Ning Yu hesitated for a moment after hearing this, but still nodded and agreed.

"Ning Shen, go and bring Xian'er here."

Of course, he knew that young people are young and vigorous, especially when it comes to competing for the favor of women.

But he also has absolute confidence in the Saint Lan Xiao.

Ning Xian must be in love with Mo Qingkuang because Mo Qingkuang's strength is outstanding among the younger generation, but after she witnesses the gap between the two, she may be willing to marry Lan Xiao.

Ning Shen received the order and left the hall, and Ning Yu also led Mo Fan and others to a training ground in the palace.

This is used by the palace to train the guards, and it occupies a wide area, enough for display.

"Mo Qingkuang, I don't know who gave you the courage to challenge this Saint Son? This Saint Son will defeat you in front of Princess Ning Xian in a while."

"But don't worry, God is kind, I won't kill you, even though you hate it."

Saint Son Lan Xiao jumped into the training ground, his words were extremely arrogant.

Perhaps it was because of the sense of superiority cultivated by being high above for a long time, and the many setbacks in the Holy Land recently, which made him want to vent urgently.

Mo Qingkuang just came up, and Lan Xiao had decided to teach him a lesson.

After a while, Ning Xian, the important guest of this duel, had arrived. The moment she saw Mo Qingkuang, her eyes were red.

"Mo Qingkuang, you are still alive!"

She cried out in surprise, but it was like a needle piercing in the ears of Saint Lan Xiao.

He had made up his mind secretly that even if he didn't kill Mo Qingkuang, he would beat him half to death to relieve his hatred!

And Ning Xian, this fickle bitch, it's your blessing that this Saint Son likes you, but you dare to think about others in your heart, you really don't know what's good for you.

When Mo Qingkuang saw her, he didn't feel any joy of reunion after a long separation, nor was he as eager to fight as Saint Lan Xiao.

It seemed that what was about to take place was not a thrilling duel, but a dinner party.

He asked lightly: "Are you willing to marry him?"

Ning Xian's eyes were full of tears. She already knew that Mo Qingkuang wanted to duel with Saint Lan Xiao for her.

Although she was also worried that Mo Qingkuang was not the opponent of the Saint Son, after all, Mo Qingkuang was easily subdued by the Saint Son Jingxuan of the Conferred God Realm at the Blue Flame Royal Academy.

She wanted to tell Mo Qingkuang that it was enough to see him alive, to see him again, and to make him willing to fight for her.

But in front of Mo Qingkuang, she really couldn't say that she was willing to marry someone else.

"I don't want to."

"Xian'er, you!" Ning Yu was furious when he heard it.

Ning Xian said it in front of so many people, which undoubtedly made him lose face, and he raised his hand to slap this unfilial granddaughter.

But he didn't expect that as soon as his hand was raised, he couldn't swing it down.

He only heard Mo Fan say in a yin and yang tone: "Bullying the weak, sacrificing descendants, is unworthy of being an ancestor."

Ning Yu's face was very ugly, but he had no power to fight back in front of Mo Fan.

This feeling, even when he was still a martial emperor and met the Blue Flame Emperor, he didn't have this feeling.

But Ning Xian's words also made Lan Xiao and Saint Buyu look even gloomier.

Mo Qingkuang didn't care what other people thought, he just said to Ning Xian: "Okay, since you don't want to marry, I won't let him marry you."

After that, Mo Qingkuang also flew into the training ground.

Ning Xian was even more filled with a strong sense of happiness when she heard this. No matter what Mo Qingkuang meant, she was happy at this moment.

Mo Qingkuang was fighting for her.

Saint Lan Xiao, who had been waiting for a long time, was already impatient. With a wave of his hands, huge waves spread all over the sky.

The rolling waves were like a lake in the sky, and the lake water poured down, and each drop of water had an exaggerated attack power.

An expert knows whether it is good or not with just one move.

Although Saint Lan Xiao is not the top in the holy land, he is still a Saint after all.

This move is a powerful offensive!

"Mo Fan, this disciple of mine is using my famous unique skill, the Heavenly Technique. Although it has not yet reached the level of my true inheritance, it is still enough to rival the realm of King Wu. I wonder how many breaths a junior like you can last?" Bu Yu The saint smiled at Mo Fan.

He could tell that Lan Xiao was really angry, otherwise he wouldn't have made a killing move as soon as he came up.

Mo Fan smiled slightly: "It's just an illusion. If you haven't mastered your skills, it won't be enough."

The Rainmaker Sage heard this and snorted coldly: "Hmph, let's see how Mo Qingkuang responds to this superficial technique."

Ning Xian, who was watching the battle, was secretly worried about Mo Qingkuang.

Saint Son Lan Xiao's Sky-Breaking Technique is really powerful. It's so powerful that it's many times more powerful than his own Water Curtain Tianhua. Can Mo Qingkuang be able to deal with it?

Ning Yu was about to say a few words of support for Holy Son Lan Xiao, but stopped abruptly.

Because he saw that just when the huge waves were about to swallow up Mo Qingkuang, Mo Qingkuang's figure suddenly disappeared!

Yes, he suddenly disappeared. Even with his cultivation, he could not catch any trace of Mo Qingkuang at this moment.

When he locked Mo Qingkuang's position again, Mo Qingkuang had already appeared dozens of feet in the sky.

I saw Mo Qingkuang leaping up in the air, holding a green treasured eagle bow in his hand, bending the bow and setting an arrow, the green light flashing.

The arrow clusters with red feathers were filled with a shocking sharpness.

"rub--"

The next moment, the arrow left the string, like a cyan meteor, heading straight for the face of Holy Son Lan Xiao at a terrifying speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye!