I have guarded the Imperial City alone for 100,000 years, and you say I have surrendered to the enem

The first collision between Mo Qiannian and the First Evil Lord began!

The two did not hold back, the First Evil Lord was, and Mo Qiannian was even more so!

This is the territory of the Changsheng Jin family, so Mo Qiannian certainly doesn't have to worry about anything!

The flashing of the swords crisscrossed and intertwined in the void to form a gorgeous and deadly net.

With just this collision, the continent under their feet could not withstand such a huge force and suffered devastating damage.

The entire continent was like a broken mirror, covered with dense and tiny cracks.

It is hard to imagine that if there were no powerful array patterns to protect it, this continent would probably turn into ashes in an instant!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The battle is still going on, and the intensity is increasing.

The knife light is like lightning, cutting through the sky, as if a scarlet blood moon is rising slowly, the bloody air is overwhelming, and the blood mist fills the entire sky, which is creepy.

Both of them tend to kill with their swordsmanship, and each style contains a strong breath of death, which makes people feel terrified.

This is the first confrontation between Mo Qiannian and the First Evil Lord. Both sides have no intention of retreating. They have used all their strength to start a life-and-death contest.

"Bang!"

After a hundred moves, a figure flew backwards in a powerful collision, and fell into a disadvantage in the collision.

It was the First Evil Lord!

In the competition of swordsmanship, he lost!

"Cough cough cough..."

The First Evil Lord coughed lightly, his throat was sweet, and a wisp of scarlet blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Evil Lord, we are here to help you!"

When the Sword Lord and the Fist Lord saw this, their faces changed slightly, and they rushed over to help the First Evil Lord.

"Hmph! Get out of the way, this is a fight between me and him, don't interfere!"

The First Evil Lord stared at Mo Qiannian, he didn't expect that he would lose in the swordsmanship competition!

"I said, you can be the first because you were not born in my era!"

Mo Qiannian said coldly, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

This sentence was like a needle piercing the heart of the First Evil Lord.

From childhood to now, he has always been the first in everything. Only when he challenged the older generation, there was no time when he was despised by the younger generation?

"Mo Qiannian, swordsmanship is just what I am least good at. Do you dare to compete with me in speed?"

The First Evil Lord wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he said indifferently, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

How could he tolerate such ridicule and contempt from a younger generation as the First Evil Lord? He must kill Mo Qiannian!

Moreover, he wanted Mo Qiannian to die with a clear conscience!

"Let's compete, who's afraid of whom?"

Mo Qiannian smiled faintly. Who was he afraid of in terms of speed?

"Swoosh!"

The next moment, the body of the First Evil Lord suddenly moved, like a volcanic eruption, with great momentum, and the speed increased several times in an instant, turning into a vague and elusive phantom.

"Mo Qiannian, follow me!" With a roar, the First Evil Lord rushed away like lightning, as if to tear the entire space apart.

However, in the face of such amazing momentum and speed, Mo Qiannian just smiled slightly, and stood firmly in place without moving his feet.

"Mo Qiannian, are you admitting defeat?" Seeing this, the Second Sword Lord and the Fourth Fist Lord couldn't help showing a trace of joy on their faces.

They thought that Mo Qiannian was afraid and didn't dare to chase him.

However, Mo Qiannian didn't care about the doubts of the two supremes.

He waited quietly until the First Evil Lord ran a distance, then he took a step slowly.

Then, his figure shot towards the First Evil Lord like an arrow from a bow!

This sudden scene stunned the Second Sword Lord and the Fourth Fist Lord on the spot.

They never expected that Mo Qiannian not only did not admit defeat, but also gave the First Evil Lord a few breaths of time!

This move was too crazy and completely beyond their expectations.

"This guy is simply a lunatic! And the First Evil Lord is also a complete lunatic!" The two looked at each other, with deep fear in their eyes.

The First Evil Lord was already crazy enough, competing for the first place in every field, but Mo Qiannian was even crazier!

"Buzz!"

The next moment, Mo Qiannian's figure disappeared, and when he appeared again, he had crossed the endless galaxy,

His speed was much faster than that of the First Evil Lord, and he had caught up in the blink of an eye.

"Is this all your speed?"

Mo Qiannian glanced at the First Evil Lord calmly and asked in a very calm tone.

Hearing what Mo Qiannian said, the First Evil Lord was immediately furious. He growled, "Mo Qiannian, I underestimated you, but my speed is more than that!"

As soon as the words fell, a pair of blood-colored wings suddenly grew behind the First Evil Lord, and then his momentum increased sharply.

At this moment, the First Evil Lord was like a blood-colored demon bird, shaking the world!

"Boom!"

Then, a layer of scarlet blood light appeared all over the First Evil Lord, like a demon god descending to the world, and an extremely terrifying aura burst out from him. The whole person was like a red lightning, and his speed soared to the peak in an instant.

He carried endless bloody air and crossed the entire universe, as if he was going to tear the world apart.

When he looked back, he was surprised to find that Mo Qiannian's figure had disappeared without a trace.

"Humph, with your little ability, you still want to catch up with me? Mo Qiannian, you are still far away!"

The corners of the First Evil Lord's mouth slightly raised, revealing a contemptuous and sarcastic smile.

This feeling of leaving his opponent far behind made him feel extremely happy and proud.

However, just as he turned around, suddenly, a chill surged into his heart.

He turned around suddenly, but saw Mo Qiannian standing quietly in front of him, looking at him calmly.

This scene made the First Evil Lord's pupils suddenly shrink, and his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

Such an amazing speed...

The First Evil Lord's heart was filled with a storm, he had never seen any supreme being with such a speed!

"Mo Qiannian, I have to admit that your speed is indeed amazing, but this is not my strongest area. Next, I want to compete with you in physical strength and boxing!"

The First Evil Lord was completely crazy. He was defeated in swordsmanship and speed one after another, which dealt a heavy blow to his self-confidence.

At this moment, he decided to go all out and use his most proud body and fists to compete with Mo Qiannian.

Finally, he decided to fight Mo Qiannian head-on!

His blood was rolling, and a boundless blood and qi burst out from his body, dyeing the void around him dark red.

"Buzz..."

A dark red glow emerged from his body, and the skin on his body turned strangely red, as if it was made of blood.

"Heavenly Demonic Method!"

The First Evil Lord shouted loudly, and a huge and extreme pressure swept out from his body, covering all directions.

This pressure was too vast and terrifying, like a huge mountain from eternity crushing down.

However, Mo Qiannian looked calm, and even wanted to laugh.

Comparing physical fists?

Didn't he know that the Holy Body was famous for its physical fists?

Didn't he know that physical fists were also what Mo Qiannian was best at?