Chapter 645: Battle Between Grandfather and Grandson

"What should I do?" Mo Qingkuang asked, his eyes became firm.

"Grandfather, do you think that without you, I can accomplish nothing? Do you think I am a puppet at your mercy?" Mo Qingkuang asked in a deep voice.

His deep red eyes flashed with complex divine light, and the overwhelming momentum surged, causing Mo Fan to look sideways.

"I didn't." Mo Fan shook his head.

After living and dying together with Mo Qingkuang for so many years, they have established a deep relationship.

Not relatives, but better than relatives.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not have imagined that it was Mo Qingkuang who betrayed him and betrayed the Tianhan Continent.

"You didn't? Everything about me was arranged clearly by you. Everything was in your calculation, wasn't it? From beginning to end, you treated me as a chess piece!"

"Did you treat me as a relative?" Mo Qingkuang questioned.

"Of course! If the ancestor didn't regard you as a relative, why did he spare no effort to cultivate you? Why did he officiate your wedding? Only the closest relatives and elders are qualified to officiate your wedding!"

"Mo Qingkuang, do you know that if it weren't for him, you would have been a dead bone in the tomb. As early as in Tiannan City, you would have ended your frustrated voice!"

A path was opened in the crowd, and Han Yan'er walked out of the front.

Her eyes were filled with tears and complex eyes, staring at her husband who made her a stranger.

Beside her, Mo Qingkuang's father Mo Shan and grandfather Mo Yuntian had also arrived, looking at the evil Mo Qingkuang with disbelief.

"Qingkuang, are you crazy? Are you going to become a sinner in Tianhan Continent! The ancestor is the ancestor of my Mo family and the hope of Tianhan Continent. Why do you want to betray him? You are forgetting your roots!" This was the first time in his life that Mo Shan made such a heavy accusation to his doting son.

After discovering that Mo Qingkuang had problems, Han Su immediately rushed back to Tianxuan Empire to bring Mo Qingkuang's family.

Mo Fan was not around, so she hoped that the closest people to Mo Qingkuang could persuade him to return.

Mo Qingkuang listened to the accusations of the three closest relatives in his life, and his body trembled.

His expression suddenly became excited: "Yan'er, father, grandpa! You don't understand me!"

He pointed at Mo Fan: "I'm not betraying him, I just want to prove that I am a person, not a pawn, not a tool!"

"He has never recognized me. Even if I defeated Lin Yang, it was all his credit!"

"And them!" Mo Qingkuang pointed at Pingtian Dasheng and others.

"In their eyes, there is always Mo Fan! Yes, the ancestors are very powerful, and I am what I am today because of the ancestors!"

"But can they ignore my efforts? I also practiced and struggled desperately to grasp every opportunity given by the ancestors!"

"If you had praised me a little bit, I wouldn't have come to this day!"

Before, his biggest wish was to seek revenge on Lin Yang. Now that his wish has been fulfilled, he began to doubt Mo Fan.

The sudden appearance of the ancestor and all the magical things separated the ancestor from normal people.

Mo Qingkuang longed for his recognition and a positive evaluation.

But from beginning to end, Mo Fan never praised him, but carefully arranged opportunities one by one.

He only needed to follow the steps to become stronger step by step.

Like a tool without personality.

Until the end of the genius battle, he stepped on one saint after another, defeated the chosen one Lin Yang, and became the first genius of Tianhan Continent.

He still could not get the recognition of everyone.

Pingtian Dasheng and others would only say that Mo Fan taught well, completely ignoring Mo Qingkuang's own ability.

This made Mo Qingkuang very painful.

Especially after the intentional guidance of Chi Yihuang, his state of mind changed completely.

He was eager to prove himself!

"Ancestor, I am better than you now, and I no longer need your training." Mo Qingkuang's eyes fell on Mo Fan again.

"It's a pity that you didn't die. If you died, I would definitely save the world for you. I would become the savior!"

"At that time, they will know that you, Mo Fan, are my ancestor and elder, not that I, Mo Qingkuang, am your descendant!"

"I want them to remember me!"

Mo Qingkuang roared. He betrayed Mo Fan, rescued the Demon Emperor, and gained power.

All of this is to prove that he is stronger than Mo Fan. It's not that without Mo Fan, he is a useless waste.

"But it's okay. I will defeat you in front of everyone! The disciple is better than the master. Don't worry, I will never embarrass you!"

Mo Qingkuang was like a madman. He punched and set off a huge wave.

The power of the demigod is far above the realm of the Martial Saint. The space collapses and the laws converge between his gestures.

Behind him, the shadow of Feng Bo appeared again.

This time, the shadow of Feng Bo turned dark red, as if the supreme god was defiled.

But instead of becoming weaker, he became even stronger.

Mo Qingkuang's own strength was only a hair's breadth away from the true god, and controlling his power would no longer be difficult.

Mo Fan's pupils suddenly contracted, and the wind and thunder surged under his feet, causing Mo Qingkuang's punch to fall into the air, and a huge hole was blasted out on the sea surface, which could not be restored for a long time.

"I don't want to fight with you now, let me destroy the Demon Emperor, and then we can settle our private affairs." Mo Fan said in a deep voice.

Mo Qingkuang has fallen into obsession, and he only wants to defeat himself to prove his growth.

However, it is fortunate that Mo Qingkuang did not completely betray Tianhan Continent, but the way he chose was a bit extreme.

His ultimate goal is to replace Mo Fan and save the world, so as to prove himself.

The Demon Emperor, who was watching from a distance with his arms folded, did not show a surprised expression because of Mo Qingkuang's remarks.

From the beginning to the end, he understood Mo Qingkuang's original intention.

Even if Mo Qingkuang killed Mo Fan in the end, he would still become his opponent in the end.

But he didn't care.

As the saying goes, when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman gains.

What's more, compared with Mo Fan, a hot-blooded young man like Mo Qingkuang is much easier to deal with.

The Demon Emperor has never regarded Mo Qingkuang as an opponent.

"No!" Mo Qingkuang shook his head.

"The Demon Emperor is stronger than me. If you can't even defeat me, you have no chance in his hands."

"I want to defeat you before you die in his hands!"

Mo Fan was silent. Mo Qingkuang was actually afraid that he would die in the hands of the Demon Emperor, leaving him no chance to defeat himself.

Has he become so paranoid?

In this case, if he doesn't get past Mo Qingkuang, it will be hard to fight the Demon Emperor.

But even if the Demon Emperor wants to wait for Mo Qingkuang to exhaust himself before going into battle, Mo Fan is not afraid.

He exhaled slowly, his scarlet cape fluttering in the wind, and the golden cudgel in his hand glowed with divine light.

"Okay, let me see how much you have mastered what I taught you."