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Chapter two thousand nine hundred and sixty-eight talent field

Ji Ruoli's expression changed. He managed to avoid Mo Lin's attack, and landed on the beach aside with a bit of embarrassment. He raised his head and looked at Mo Lin, his eyes were gloomy. It was inevitable for this guy to take action.

It’s a bit too cruel!

"Little girl, don't resist stubbornly. This is my innate skill, which I have had since I was born. This is not something that all the Youyou Tianming Jiao Clan has. The younger generation of the entire Youyou Tianming Jiao Clan,

Only Ya'er and I have it, Ya'er is too helpless to deal with you, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Mo Lin sneered and separated the battlefield between him and Ji Ruoli.

At this time, Mo Lin seemed to have forgotten about the sparring and hearty battle. Looking at Ji Ruoli, it was like looking at a dead person, as if it was either you die or I live!

"Mo Youluo, you are an old man. If there is anything wrong with my daughter, I will only ask you!" Noila Mo's hand was held by Ji Lan, and he turned to look at Noila Mo and said loudly.

"I said, girl, if these two people fight, there will be winners and losers. Could it be that if your girl loses, I will have to take responsibility?" Noila Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "But you have been forgotten. Just now you

The girl has injured several of them!"

No Ruo sneered and looked at the battlefield outside.

Neither Ji Lan nor Lin Feng let Mo Ruo come forward. Although Mo Ruo was anxious, he tried to calm down.

Ruoli has been following Ji Lan all these years. Ji Lan must know what Ruoli's skills are. Now that he sees the cascade, he is not anxious at all. Although No Ruo feels unhappy, he still restrains himself.

Ji Ruoli stood there, feeling Mo Lin's attack, and once again dodged the spiritual power training at Mo Lin's feet, biting his lips slightly, with stubbornness in his eyes.

The master can kill people beyond the level, even if he is at the peak of the Mahayana stage, he can still accept the attack. He has been the master's apprentice for so long, and every move and every move is taught by the master's words and deeds. Even if it is embarrassing, he can't give it to the master.

Shame on you!

Thinking of this, Ji Ruoli stopped hiding, held the Tianluo umbrella in his hand, and rushed towards Mo Lin. Seeing Ji Ruoli rushing over, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Mo Lin's mouth, and a series of words appeared.

Dark light suddenly appeared on Mo Lin's body, pointing to the sky, and powerful aura turned into thousands of fragments and attacked Ji Ruoli directly.

These fragments carried a strong murderous aura and quickly wrapped Ji Ruoli in them, preparing to stab Ji Ruoli's body into a hedgehog's head.

Ji Ruoli's body directly met these fragments, and the energy in his body reached its highest point. At this moment, Ji Ruoli felt that somewhere in his mind suddenly moved, and a green light enveloped him.

It covered Ji Ruoli's entire body and deflected Mo Lin's attack.

Ji Ruoli stood there, looking at Mo Lin with a cold smile on his face, and said, "Do you really think you are the only one with innate skills?"

Ji Ruoli sneered. A gust of wind blew by. All the hairs on Molin's hair stood on end. His body trembled. A dangerous aura instantly occupied his body. Molin raised his head and looked at Ji Ruoli.

But he saw a cold smile on Ji Ruoli's lips, turned around, and attacked Ji Ruoli from the side.

Ji Ruoli couldn't dodge, and Mo Lin's attack came again.

Ji Ruoli stood there with a smile on her face, letting Mo Lin's attack penetrate her body. The next moment, a green ray directly attacked Mo Lin's body.

"Poof!" Mo Lin spat out a mouthful of blood and quickly turned over, only to see Ji Ruoli still standing far away with a smile on his face, never moving.

How could this happen? Mo Lin was flustered.

This damn woman!

Mo Lin's body kept retreating. He felt that everything around him had changed, there was no sound everywhere, and he also felt the aura without the outside world.

Ji Ruoli looked down at Mo Lin, with a faint smile on his lips, and said: "You are not the only one with talents and skills!"

With that said, Ji Ruoli directly attacked Mo Lin with the Tianluo Umbrella in his hand.

"Go!" Mo Lin shouted, and thousands of fragments left marks on the surface of the Tianluo Umbrella, and disappeared on the surface of the umbrella the next moment. Ji Ruoli had no intention of staying at all, and directly

He waved towards that direction, his speed getting faster and faster.

Damn it!

Feeling that his attack didn't seem to be of much use to Ji Ruoli, Mo Lin's expression changed a little. A sinister light flashed in his eyes. He looked down at Ji Ruoli with a gloomy and uncertain face. This dead girl,

Where did you get your cultivation and why is it so powerful!

Feeling this, Mo Lin's attacks became more and more fierce, but in front of Ji Ruoli, his attacks were almost like tickling and were of no use at all.

This woman...

This Lin Feng woman...

Molin's body kept retreating. At this moment, Molin's pride and stubbornness were suddenly shattered to pieces. Something in her heart moved. Molin's eyes turned red, and she felt powerless.

It took over his body deeply.

He is no match for Ji Ruoli.

He is no match for Lin Feng.

All this is just a dream of his.

At this time, Ji Ruoli didn't give Mo Lin a chance to react. He took advantage of your illness and killed you. After being by Lin Feng's side for a long time, Ji Ruoli naturally learned Lin Feng's skills and treated his enemies better.

There is no ambiguity.

"Mo Lin, transform!" Mo Youluo's face immediately changed when he saw his grandson's appearance, and he greeted loudly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, this is not an innate skill, it's an innate field. My field does not provide the transformation function." At this moment, Ji Ruoli's voice sounded with a bit of gloating, and the Tianluo Umbrella directly crossed the

On Mo Lin's neck, Ji Ruoli raised his head slightly, looked at Mo Lin, and said:

"You lose!"

Mo Lin stood there without speaking. Indeed, he lost, completely.

Mo Lin looked at the little girl in front of him. There was a gentle smile on the corner of the little girl's mouth, but the smile did not go straight to the bottom of her heart. Mo Lin looked at No Ruo. Really speaking, he and No Ruo should be of the same generation.

It's just that he was born late and is about the same age as Mo Yaer and the others, so no one thinks there is anything different.

"I admit defeat." Mo Lin's body trembled, and he lowered his head, with a hint of resignation in his eyes.

He admitted that he couldn't beat Mo Ruo, but now, he couldn't even win against Mo Ruo's daughter. Mo Lin returned behind Noila Mo with a face of defeat. It would be impossible to defeat Lin Feng in this life.

Mo Lin sighed, her eyes became increasingly red, and her whole body was trembling.
Chapter completed!
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