Mo Fan vs Saint Alchemist

"Mo... Mo Qingkuang?" The Alchemist Saint's pupils contracted suddenly, and there was no concealment in the identity of the newcomer, it was actually Mo Qingkuang! 

This Mo Qingkuang was also extremely bizarre, emitting an aura of at least Martial Venerable realm all over his body, and his attacking style was completely different from the original Mo Qingkuang. 

The original Mo Qingkuang followed a light and agile path, excelling in speed and emphasizing precision over power. The current Mo Qingkuang, however, displayed an extremely fierce combat style, evident from the tremendous energy unleashed in that punch just now. 

The Alchemist Saint and Lin Yang hadn't mistaken him, the person who arrived was indeed Mo Qingkuang, or rather, it was Mo Qingkuang's body, controlled by Mo Fan. 

Earlier, after Mo Qingkuang saw that his clan members could safely evacuate, he planned to take advantage of the chaos to find his father's whereabouts. 

He actually found the unique mark left by his father in the forest. 

Carefully avoiding the continuously arriving disciples of the Yuan Sword Sect, he found this place and discovered Lin Yang, who was controlled by the Alchemist Saint, attempting to attack his father Mo Shan with the Hellfire. 

With Lin Yang's strength boosted to the Martial Venerable realm after being possessed by the Alchemist Saint, Mo Qingkuang's meager strength alone would have been a death sentence. 

Fortunately, Lin Yang had his plot armour (Saint Alchemist) to possess him, and Mo Qingkuang, had his Ancestor watching over him. 

Mo Fan instantly possessed him, rushed to Mo Shan's side, and forcefully shattered the hellfire, rescuing Mo Shan from the dangerous situation. 

"Kuang'er? Is that you?" Mo Shan looked incredulously at Mo Qingkuang's figure and murmured. 

"It's me, it's me! Father, I'm here to save you! The Ancestor won't let you die!" Mo Qingkuang shouted in his heart, but unfortunately, Mo Shan couldn't hear him. 

Mo Fan didn't answer him, instead he slapped Mo Shan and sent him flying into the cave, temporarily getting him out of the battlefield, and also releasing him from the restricting force that held onto him earlier. 

"Don't come out." Mo Fan snorted coldly, then looked at the Alchemist Saint's shocked face and licked his lips. "I've been waiting for this day for a long time." 

The Alchemist Saint was the 'golden finger' he had designed for Lin Yang, and now he, as Mo Qingkuang's 'golden finger,' was inherently in opposition with him. 

In the previous two clashes, Mo Qingkuang had always had the upper hand on Lin Yang, but they both were just simple pawns in the chess game between him and the Alchemist Saint. 

A real head-on confrontation between the two oldies had yet to happen. 

In fact, the Alchemist Saint didn't even know about Mo Fan's existence. 

But for the unique resurrection material, only one of them could survive! 

"You're not Mo Qingkuang!" The Alchemist Saint's voice was hoarse, echoing the same question Mo Shan had asked earlier. 

"And you're not Lin Yang either." Mo Fan shrugged, sneering. 

"Who are you?" The Alchemist Saint's heart sank. 

This unknown guy seemed to be a soul just like him, and his power was no less than his own. 

Could it be that there were other powerful souls in this world, capable of surviving in such a peculiar way? 

He carefully thought of all the people he knew on the Tianhan Continent who could possibly be this unknown guy, but none of them matched. 

"Enough nonsense, let's fight!" Mo Fan clenched his fist, his eyes filled with fighting spirit! 

Whether it was an urgent need to understand the Alchemist Saint's strength or his innate hunger for battle, his desire for battle at this moment was unprecedentedly high. 

What's more important is that he seemed to have only five minutes. 

"Hmph! Already wasted half a minute!" Mo Fan lamented inwardly, then pushed off the ground with his legs, charging straight at the Alchemist Saint like a cannonball. 

The Alchemist Saint also wanted to test the unknown person's strength, and black flames erupted between his hands, heading straight for Mo Fan. 

The Alchemist Saint's flames were extremely terrifying, with every palm strike scattering spark like lotus flowers of death from hell. 

Mo Fan had also perfectly inherited his predecessor's combat prowess, for how could the War Emperor Mo Fan's name be in vain? 

The wind from every punch could easily tear through the sparks released by the Alchemist Saint, bringing the two even closer. 

Martial Venerable-realm experts all had the ability to fly in the air, and aerial combat was the main mode of combat between Martial Venerables. 

But Mo Fan leaned towards close-quarters combat, as his name as the Battle Emperor was earned through close-quarters brawls with his iron fists! 

His fists were unstoppable, capable of breaking through anything. His robust physique allowed him to withstand enemy attacks and close in, pummeling them into submission with his fists. 

However, this left behind many hidden dangers, leading to an early demise and the decline of the Mo Family. 

Mo Fan still chose the same attack method as in his previous life, because he knew that the Alchemist Saint was primarily an alchemist. 

With just a command of his, countless strong individuals would throw themselves into the fire, just to obtain a pill. But his own combat experience was not particularly rich. 

If his combat ability was also extremely strong, with his Martial Saint level of strength, he wouldn't have been easily killed by others back then. 

So, Mo Fan believed that as long as he could get close, he could defeat the Alchemist Saint in one fell swoop! 

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged hundreds of moves. While it seemed evenly matched on the surface, Mo Fan was actually getting closer and closer to the Alchemist Saint. 

Inside them, Mo Qingkuang and Lin Yang were dazzled, realizing that this was how Martial Venerable experts fought! 

So powerful, so intense, the energy even shattered the surrounding terrain. 

Watching the battle before them and recalling the earlier fight between Wu Ming and Zhao Tianming, Mo Qingkuang felt like his Ancestor could easily crush those two with just one slap. 

Mo Fan and the Alchemist Saint were both Martial Venerable realm experts now, with little difference between them. 

Mo Fan could gain the upper hand in reality due to his rich combat experience from his previous life. 

The Alchemist Saint knew he was at a disadvantage in experience, and continuing this way would likely result in his defeat! 

He shouted lowly, "Lin Yang, watch closely." 

Then, he slammed the ground with both hands, and a violent explosion of flames erupted, stopping Mo Fan's sudden advance. 

The Alchemist Saint took the opportunity to quickly create some distance and swiftly formed hand seals. 

The surrounding fire elements began to riot, and behind him, a humanoid shadow slowly condensed. 

As the figure became clearer, the temperature around them gradually became scorching, causing some nearby trees to ignite spontaneously. 

"Fire God's Fury?" Mo Qingkuang's pupils contracted. 

The Alchemist Saint does indeed know Fire God's Fury, and he had passed this technique to Lin Yang as well. 

However, he only knew Fire God's Fury, and there were even more powerful techniques that he didn't had time to learn during his life. 

Back then, he was single-mindedly researching pharmacology, and he only glanced at this martial technique briefly. 

Don't ask why, it's just the setting by the author, Mo Fan. 

Mo Fan also feels relieved about this. While Fire God's Fury is strong, the subsequent techniques are even more fierce. Lin Yang couldn't cultivate them due to his insufficient cultivation level, but someone like the Saint Alchemist could have practised them long ago. 

Fortunately, in Mo Fan's setting, the Alchemist Saint doesn't know them, otherwise, it would have been really difficult to deal with. 

Seeing this, Mo Fan also slowly lowered his stance, his heart giving a low growl, "Brat, pay attention and watch carefully!"

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