"You even know ancient Latin?" Song Minghui said in astonishment.

The ancient Latin language has long since ceased to be popular, and is still spoken in only one country in the world, the Vatican.

Mo Fan, a child less than 20 years old, actually knew ancient Latin, so wasn't his words heard by Mo Fan?

He originally wanted to provoke Mr. K's anger behind Mo Fan's back, but it was self-defeating.

"Your head can't imagine what I'm capable of. Mo Fan glanced at Song Minghui and said lightly.

"You know how to speak in Old Latin, and you can't be a match for Mr. K. Song Minghui stiffened his head and said angrily.

"Huh. Mo Fan smiled lightly and ignored Song Minghui.

Song Minghui couldn't even imagine that he knew ancient Latin, so how could he think of his attainments in swordsmanship?

"You still have a chance to live, otherwise, die!" Mo Fan said to Mr. K.

Mr. K was condescending, squinting slightly, looking down at Mo Fan.

"Boy, are you sure you want to challenge me? If you retract that sentence now, Song Minghui and I will take it away, and you promise not to attack the Song family, I can treat it as if I didn't hear it. ”

The Song family is the agent of the Wiki family in China, and his mission this time is to protect the Song family, so naturally he can't let Song Minghui die under Mo Fan's hands.

As for Mo Fan's challenge, Mo Fan's strength is really good, and he is a little interested in playing with Mo Fan.

However, this is Huaxia, and it is better not to do it if you can do it.

"He can't go, and you don't want to go. Mo Fan said softly.

This Mr. K dared to appear, that is, he was standing opposite the Mo family with the Song family, and he still wanted to leave with Song Minghui?

If you want to leave, you have to ask him if he agrees to the sword in his hand.

The white jade sword in his hand seemed to sense Mo Fan's thoughts, and immediately buzzed and vibrate.

Mr. K's brows froze, and a cold light flashed in his eyes like ancient wells.

He does have a little scruple that this is Huaxia, but he is only a little scruples, and it doesn't mean that anyone can challenge his majesty.

He killed Mo Fan and returned to Europe, what can Huaxia do to him?

"Boy, do you know who you're talking to?"

The voice is tepid, but it gives people great coercion.

Mo Fan's easy to break the immortal array, in other words, he was definitely not as easy as Mo Fan.

However, Huaxia Taoist priests are good at breaking formations, just like rats are good at making holes.

And he is the number one swordsman in the world, and what he is best at is killing.

At such a close distance, Mo Fan, a Taoist priest, would definitely not be able to escape his sword.

Liu Yueru, who was behind Mo Fan, shook her body involuntarily, and her heart was inexplicably cold.

"If you can't stop my sword, it doesn't matter who you are. The corners of Mo Fan's mouth curled slightly, and he smiled.

He doesn't care who Mr. K is, just like he doesn't care about the name of the ant he steps on, does he need to know that?

"Mr. K, this kid is too arrogant, he doesn't take you seriously at all, kill him. Song Minghui provoked.

"It's not your turn to intervene in my business. Mr. K glanced at Song Minghui coldly and said.

In his eyes, Song Minghui is just a servant who works for the Wiki family, and a servant also dictates to him, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

Song Minghui's face changed greatly, and he didn't dare to take a breath in his anger.

Only then did Mr. K look at Mo Fan coldly, and his gaze followed with a cold, like an icy sword out of its sheath.

"Boy, you could have lived, but now that you've me off, I'll regret what you said before. ”

Mo Fan, a small warlock in China, dared to ignore him, and could only kill him.

He grasped it in his hand, and the gorgeous Western sword from before reappeared in his hand.

With a shock in his hand, the inscription on the Western sword immediately lit up, and a domineering suction force suddenly emerged.

The aura and clouds within a radius of ten miles around were pulled by this suction, surging wildly, and they rushed into the Western sword like a sea of rivers.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of tourists who were rushing down the mountain suddenly shouted.

"Look, is that a dragon sucking water?"

I saw that the clouds above Sheshan were connected to the sky, and below the top of Sheshan, turning into a funnel shape, like a water column formed by a dragon sucking the water of the sea.

"What kind of dragon sucks water, this is not the sea, there won't be any monsters swallowing clouds and spitting fog, right?" said another tourist with a pale face.

Just now there was a rainbow in the sky, and then the mountains began to shake, and now it was swallowing clouds and fog, which had to make them suspicious.

"Don't guess, there should be a peerless master here, there is such a big momentum between the gestures, the person who offended this master must be unlucky, let's leave quickly, otherwise it is likely to affect us." A warrior tourist glanced at the top of the mountain, and said with fear.

With such great power, it is very likely that he is the legendary innate grandmaster.

"Really, it's okay to offend some peerless master, so that we can't climb the mountain. A woman complained.

"Don't say it, let's go, that master will help you clean up this person. ”

A group of people hurriedly walked down the mountain road, as if they were afraid of being affected.

At the top of the mountain, a large amount of aura and clouds poured into the Western Sword, and the Western Sword did not change anything except for the inscription.

However, a palpitating energy unleashed.

In the formation set by Mo Fan, Liu Yueru also felt as if someone had grabbed her neck, and it was difficult to breathe.

Song Minghui's face was pale, he knelt on the ground and inhaled heavily, those maids of the Ouyang family had already fainted, and there was no one left.

In less than three breaths, the funnel was swallowed by the Western sword, and the sky was surprisingly blue, without the slightest cloud.

"Buzzing ......" The Western Sword seemed to be excited, making a sword sound like a bee's call, and the pressure in the air was everywhere to the extreme.

Originally, because of the existence of the town, the pressure on the top of the mountain had made it impossible to move, but now the sky seemed to fall, and cracks appeared from the ground and spread to the surroundings.

There is such a power before they can make a move, which is enough to see their terrible.

"Boy, if you can stop my sword, I won't kill you. Mr. K's eyes were cold and he sneered, but a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

If Mo Fan could really block his sword, he would naturally let Mo Fan go, but is it possible?

Mo Fan's face remained unchanged, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If you can take half of my sword, I'll let you go. ”

"Half a sword?" Mr. K's eyes narrowed, and flames suddenly emerged from it, unprecedentedly angry.

He is a dignified sword god, this kid actually let him half a sword.

He had never seen such an arrogant warlock, especially at such a young age.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" The Western sword in his hand was raised high, and it fell towards Mo Fan with a bang.

As soon as this sword moved, a fifteen-zhang long sword qi suddenly appeared, hanging on the top of Sheshan Mountain, like a heavenly sword hanging in the air, falling towards Mo Fan.

Everything around him, flying sand, walking stones, grass and trees, and even the air, seemed to have become his sword, slashing towards Mo Fan at a rapid pace.

The sky was supposed to hang in the sky tomorrow, but with this sword, the sun's light suddenly dimmed, as if it were during a solar eclipse.

It's just a sword, but it attracts celestial phenomena. A sword shocking?