Mo Zhitao's fear is justified, Old Man Qing's martial arts are in the early stage of the eighth level, which is different from Liu Tian Yijian's promotion to the eighth level, he has no confidence to win against the old man Qing.

"Mo Zhitao, let's have a try." The old man smiled gloomily. "I heard that you can defeat the eighth-level master, so that we happen to be at the same level, there is no problem in the competition, and no one dares to say anything."

Originally, Old Man Qing was going to be confined for a month, but because there was an accident in Linhai Province, the Wu League needed some manpower, so Old Man Qing's confinement was lifted ahead of schedule, but he couldn't go out, so he could only stay in the Wu League and be responsible for some things.

Old man Qing heard others say that Mo Zhitao's martial arts had recovered, and he was very powerful, defeating Liu Tian Yijian, who had just been promoted to the eighth level. Therefore, the old man Qing played Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

Mo Zhitao had just been seriously injured in a fight with Liu Tian, and if he recovered, he was also not strong after recovering from a serious illness. Therefore, he wanted to fight with Mo Zhitao, even if he couldn't kill Mo Zhitao, he had to abolish Mo Zhitao's martial arts.

Now the old man regrets it a little, he should have killed Mo Zhitao directly at that time, Mo Zhitao is getting stronger and stronger, and it is very troublesome for him to deal with Mo Zhitao.

"Old man Qing, do you really want to compete with me now?" Mo Zhitao stared coldly at Old Man Qing.

"Yes, if you have the ability, you can compare with me." The old man said confidently.

Mo Zhitao nodded, "Okay, you can do it, I will kill you then, don't blame me." Even if the old man Qing's strength is strong, Mo Zhitao will not back down, he fights with the old man Qing.

"Hahaha, can you kill me?" The old man laughed. "Mo Zhitao, this is what you said."

Old man Qing saw the person in charge of the practice room come out, and he said to the person in charge: "You came just in time, Mo Zhitao said that he wanted to duel with me, and I will duel with him now." ”

"Ah, old man Qing, don't mess around, Mo Zhitao has just recovered and come out, you are going to fight with him, and the elders will blame you." The person in charge shouted loudly.

"This is what Mo Zhitao wants to fight with me, and it has nothing to do with me." The old man smiled darkly. "Mo Zhitao insulted me just now, I won't let him go."

Mo Zhitao said coldly: "Old man Qing, don't make excuses. The last time you hit me, I'll definitely settle accounts with you. Come on, let's have a good fight. ”

In fact, Mo Zhitao's body had recovered two days ago, and in order to improve his martial arts, he continued to stay in the practice room for two days. He had just turned his energy away, and he was full of energy, and he could fight with Old Man Qing.

"Hey, hey, the person in charge, did you hear it, this is Mo Zhitao who is going to fight me, don't say more here." Old man Qing smirked.

The person in charge winked at Mo Zhitao, "Mo Bu, have you thought about it?" If you don't want to duel, no one can force you, this is the Martial Alliance. ”

Mo Zhitao looked at the hint of the person in charge, he shook his head and said, "Person in charge, thank you for your concern." Old man Qing has bullied me, and I want to settle accounts with him. ”

Anyway, it's a battle, if he can't beat the old man Qing, he can stop admitting defeat, this is the Wumeng, it is estimated that the old man can't kill him. If the old man wants the position of deputy minister of medical affairs, he can give it to the old man.

"Mo Zhitao, don't say so much, come on, let's do it." The old man raised his hand slowly, and suddenly, there was a lot of true qi around him. The strength of the eighth-level master is that he can absorb the energy around him as his own attack.

Old Man Qing thought about a quick victory, if the elders rushed over, he wouldn't be able to kill Mo Zhitao. I heard that the old man had a good relationship with Mo Zhitao, and he was afraid of extraneous branches.

Burst!

The old man's palm was flooded with a powerful force, and the energy around him rushed towards him, and soon a strong strength gathered around him.

"Old man Qing, is this what you are capable of?" Mo Zhitao said coldly. Mo Zhitao also gathered the internal force of his whole body, and a gas mass appeared around him.

"Enough to kill you." The old man said disappreciatively. His right hand moved slightly, and those energies rushed towards Mo Zhitao. When the strength reaches level eight, as long as the mind moves, the energy can attack at will.

Mo Zhitao saw the energy attacking towards him, and he immediately struck out an eight-meter dragon shadow with a wave of his palm. "Boom," the dragon shadow was swallowed by the energy, and then continued to rush towards Mo Zhitao.

"Ah," Mo Zhitao screamed, he felt his chest as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he flew upside down for more than ten meters before falling to the ground.

"Hahaha, Mo Zhitao, are you capable of this?" Old man Qing smirked. Mo Zhitao is so young and has such strength, it is very strong. But when Mo Zhitao met an eighth-level master like him, Mo Zhitao was dead.

Mo Zhitao got up from the ground and looked at Old Man Qing coldly, the gap in strength was there, he was not Old Man Qing's opponent. It seems that he is going to use the strong one, and he is going to fight hard with the old man Qing. When his life was at stake, he did not dare to hide his clumsiness.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhitao waved his hand, and the Yin and Yang Five Elements Needle flew out of his palm. "Old man Qing, I'll fight with you." Mo Zhitao shouted, and the dragon shadow immediately burst out, and the Five Elements Needle also shot towards the old man from the side.

Old Man Qing looked at the Five Elements Needle that Mo Zhitao had made, and he exclaimed strangely: "Mo Zhitao, your strength has reached the eighth level?" ”

The old man Qing saw that the Five Elements Needle shot by Mo Zhitao could turn around, and this method of controlling the hidden weapon with his mind could only be achieved by the eighth-level martial arts.

Mo Zhitao didn't speak, he continued to attack the old man Qing, he wanted to fight with the old man Qing.

"Poof!"

The old man waved his hand, and a wave of energy blasted towards Mo Zhitao again.

"Smack!" Mo Zhitao was sent out by the energy, but his Yin Yang Five Elements Needle was able to avoid the energy and continue to shoot towards the old man.

"What kind of secret weapon is this?" The old man flew back strangely. For the first time, he paid attention to Mo Zhitao's Five Elements Needle.

Mo Zhitao saw the old man retreat back, and he continued to use his mind to manipulate the five elements needle to shoot towards the old man.

"Damn, this." The old man Qing knocked the gold needle and the wooden needle on the right away with one palm, but the fire needle and water needle on the left shot towards the old man Qing, and he immediately flew with his hand, but the earth needle behind attacked again.

For a while, the old man Qing was in a hurry, he couldn't take care of the east and the west, and Mo Zhitao flew over to attack him.

Because Mo Zhitao had fought with Yanagida Yijian, he had some experience in competing with eighth-level masters. The Five Elements Needle Flying Weapon is a good hidden weapon to deal with masters. Even if he was sent flying, he could still let the flying machine continue to attack, and Mo Zhitao took advantage of this time to attack the old man.

The person in charge who was watching the battle next to him was also stunned, he didn't expect Mo Zhitao's strength to be so strong. No wonder Mo Zhitao was able to defeat Liu Tian, who had just been promoted to the eighth level, and Mo Zhitao's current strength was already comparable to that of a person who had just been promoted to the eighth level.

Just now, the person in charge had already called the elders, but Mo Zhitao and the old man Qing agreed to fight, and it was difficult for others to say anything.

Mo Zhitao is really stupid, he obviously helped Mo Zhitao just now, but Mo Zhitao still fell for the old man Qing's agitation and didn't know how to deliberately show weakness, he must duel with the old man Qing, Mo Zhitao will suffer.

Old Man Qing was furious, "Mo Zhitao, I'll kill you." The old man wanted to kill Mo Zhitao with all his strength, he waved his hands, and two streams of energy rushed towards Mo Zhitao.

At this time, Mo Zhitao felt that he had a lot of difficulty breathing, this is the real strength of the old man Qing, he is more than lucky. "Ahh Mo Zhitao shouted, and he rushed towards the old man.

Mo Zhitao found that his strength was not as good as that of the old man, since he was not capable of the enemy, he could only outwit him. Therefore, Mo Zhitao no longer conjured a dragon shadow, he conjured two dragon shadows more than seven meters long, so that he could attack the old man Qing separately.

"Boom!"

The fight with the difference in strength was brutal, Mo Zhitao was constantly beaten out, and his body was covered with blood. However, he still desperately attacked the old man, as if he was going to fight if he didn't die.

The person in charge couldn't bear to look at it anymore, it seemed that Mo Zhitao used the method of fighting with Liu Tian with a sword again, but Mo Zhitao couldn't take advantage of this way of fighting, and the old man Qing was much more powerful than him.

But Mo Zhitao didn't think so, he found that his strength this time was a little stronger than the strength of the last time against Yanagida Yijian. The stronger the enemy, the more he has to fight, and it is good for him.

"Mo Zhitao, you are already so badly injured, don't fight anymore." The person in charge of the practice room shouted at Mo Zhitao.

Old Man Qing couldn't help frowning, if the person in charge wanted to intervene, there might be trouble. Although he has never fought with the person in charge, in such an important place as the practice room, it must be supervised by a master.

If some people come and destroy it, this practice room, which has been cultivated for more than 100 years, will be destroyed. According to Old Man Qing's observations, the martial arts of this person in charge are at least level eight or above.

"Responsible person, thank you, I, Mo Zhitao, will never admit defeat unless I die." Mo Zhitao opened his mouth and smiled fiercely at the old man. There was blood on his face before, and now there was a lot of new blood, and the old man Qing looked a little terrible.

After speaking, Mo Zhitao stood up and walked towards the old man Qing, who had three more life-killing needles in his body, and the old man's strength was very strong, seriously injuring him. If he doesn't bring out his physical potential, he can't fight again.

"Oh my God, Mo Zhitao is dying." The person in charge couldn't help but sigh when he saw Mo Zhitao stimulate his physical potential like this. At this time, other people from the Wumeng also rushed over to watch the fight between Mo Zhitao and Old Man Qing.

Old man Qing was afraid that others would interfere, so he said coldly: "This is a duel between me and Mo Zhitao, the person in charge of the practice room can testify, you don't interfere in breaking the rules of the Martial Alliance." ”

When everyone heard Old Man Qing say this, they didn't interfere, after all, the rules of the Wumeng were there, and no one dared to break them.

Mo Beibei rushed here to see Mo Zhitao being beaten like this, she was anxious and angry, but there was no way, the people in their medical department were not the opponents of the old man Qing. She went to find the old man, but the old man was practicing in the practice room, and unless he came out, others would not dare to go in and disturb his practice, lest he go mad.