Chapter 455

"I can't see it." Xiao Yuening tiptoed up, looked at it for a moment, and said with a distressed face, "What do you think of the martial arts competition? It's all human heads."

At this time, the giant version of the pigeon of the giant god flew away. Mo Fan looked around and said, "There should be some other programs."

"To be honest, what are you going to do?" Xiao Yuening said.

Mo Fan smiled and said softly, "Secret."

Xiao Yuening laughed and said, "You are quite relaxed. You can say such childish words."

Mo Fan did not answer. As soon as Xiao Yuening finished speaking, the voice of the master of ceremonies came. The master of ceremonies did not talk nonsense and said, "The martial arts trial conference is about to begin."

Then, everyone heard the sound of the machine, and the place where they were standing rose slowly. From the inside to the outside, the farther it was from the ring, the higher it rose, and the whole ring became low inside and high outside. No matter where the audience is, they can clearly see the situation in the field.

Players are all amazed.

Players were still looking at the rising audience in novelty. The second act began. They only saw a secret door slowly opening after the ring. The sound of Glara's machine filled the center of the city. Then, everyone only saw a four-cornered building with carved beams and painted buildings slowly rising. There were many red flowers on the railing, and red silk intertwined with red paint. Red ink slowly rose from the dark door.

With the sound of Zheng, the sound of the piano came out. As the small building rose and floated around, everyone suddenly showed an intoxicated look.

Mo Fan's heart suddenly tightened. The owner of the piano sound naturally knew that the only woman who could have such a wonderful piano sound in the world.

Xiao Yuening glanced at Mo Fan and sighed silently. Some things were cut and messy. She secretly congratulated that she and Mo Fan ended up resonating so much. If she followed Mo Fan's indecision, she didn't know what she would do.

That girl is really bitter.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the piano slowly disappeared, and the small building has risen. Now it can't be called a small building, but a high building, which has reached the height of the most peripheral audience.

"Wan!" Then, there was a noise in the audience. In the high building, a beautiful woman gently brushed the piano, sighed and stood up slightly.

The handsome man beside him gently lifted her up and said something with a worried face. The woman just shook her head firmly. The handsome man looked at the extremely old man around him and could only shake his head. One of the old men patted the man on the shoulder and seemed to say something.

The handsome man nodded and sighed again.

Mo Fan stared and saw that the handsome man, the righteous eldest brother of Murong Ziyi, was a drunkard fooling around in the northern country with him, and the three old men were Lao Diao, Lao Lu and Laosheng. Unexpectedly, they also left the northern country.

And on the other side of the tall building, on the right hand side of the piano woman, there are also a group of old faces, old Shi Xiaoqi and others.

"These are all your friends." Xiao Yuening obviously still remembers these people and said aside, "The drunkard just told her to let her think about it. She refused, and then Lao Diao said that she would go. It would be better. Then the drunken compromised.

Mo Fan looked at her in astonishment. Xiao Yuening didn't raise her eyes and said, "Don't you know that I know lips?"

Mo Fan coughed and said, "It seems that the martial arts competition is real."

Xiao Yuening nodded.

On the tall building, even the audience who is farthest away can clearly see it.

The audience howled at this time.

Mo Fan listened to the reaction around and sighed. He only heard the master of ceremonies say to something with a loudspeaker function: "The martial arts test conference officially begins! The winner can not only get huge prizes for game activities, but also be favored by the most talented woman in the world. Which hero will be the first to come!"

Then, the master of ceremonies only felt a flash of people, and there was already a person standing on the stage. He felt that he was dazzled.

Xiao Yue held her forehead and said to her heart: I knew she would do this.

Mo Fan looked up slightly and said, "Who will be the first to come."

On the high building, Murong Ziyi originally planned to sit back, but Mo Fan's hidden internal strength could be heard by the whole audience. Hearing Mo Fan's voice, she was suddenly shocked and almost ran to the railing. Looking down, she saw Zhuoran in white, not the person she longed for, but who?

Yu Yi also rushed up. Even Lao Diao Lao Shi ran to the railing and watched. His white hair was still the same. This is not Mr. Mo at the beginning. Who is it?

"Mr. Mo? It doesn't matter." Lao Shi was obviously a little worried about the slender Mo Fan.

"Sister, my brother can do martial arts, right?" Yu Yi turned around and asked Murong Ziyi, but Murong Ziyi was attracted by Mo Fan. Naturally, she would not answer him. It was a question whether she heard it or not.

Lao and others looked at each other, but they were a little excited. Mo Fan's identity has always been a mystery, and they are also very curious. This time, they may know who Mr. Mo is.

Mo Fan's white sleeves trembled, and a long black sword was held in his hand. Before the sword came out of its sheath, the master of ceremonies beside him felt a coolness.

This person is not an ordinary person!

"Which hero will challenge this hero?" After all, the master of ceremonies is a master of ceremonies, and there is still professional ethics. No matter how surprised you are, you have to do your job well.

"I'll do it!" One person in the audience shouted, then flew down and slowly fell on the ring.

looked at Mo Fan and said, "I'm offended!"

Mo Fan nodded without saying anything. The black brake stabbed out the sheath. The man's kung fu was not weak, the sword was deflected, and the blade was gentle. The original intention was to click on Mo Fan's sword move, take the opportunity to hit it out, and take the empty door in front of Mo Fan's chest, but his sword did not work. Mo Fan's sword ** waved his sword and pointed straight to his throat.

The man was shocked. Mo Fan did not mean to kill. The sword stopped three points. The man was shocked and reluctantly said the word "conte" to admit defeat.

One move to decide the winner!

"My mother!" Yu Yi has called out. He is well saved in swordsmanship. He naturally can see the subtlety of Mo Fan's sword, "I can't think of my brother being a peerless master."

Murong Ziyi's eyes flowed and she didn't hear it.

Lao Shi was also stunned. Although he always knew that Mr. Mo was not an ordinary person, he never thought that he was a master.

Lao and others are much calmer. Looking at the faces of the leaders of several major guilds at the beginning, they know that Mo Fan is definitely not a thing in the pool, and it is also possible to be worldly learned.

With only one move, he lightly solved an opponent, which immediately caused an uproar in the audience.

Mo Fan had no expression and said lightly:

"Next."