The first waste material of all time

"No!"

Mo Xiaoning screamed and wanted to rush forward, but it was too late.

At this time, Lu Ren was sitting cross-legged on the bed, facing the surging sword light of the Demon River, his eyes flashed with cold murderous intent. I saw him stretch out his iron palm and strike with a bang!

Just heard a loud noise, deafening!

Lu Ren's palm struck the Mohe sword light hard like a mountain crushing an egg, instantly breaking the sword light into countless pieces.

Mo Xiaoning's eyes widened in shock, with disbelief written all over his face.

"How can this be?"

Mo Hanzong's face was stiff, as if he had been struck by lightning. The sword he just struck was enough to seriously injure some strong men in the early stages of the God King. However, it was easily shattered by a scarred young man.

At this time, Lu Ren's whole body floated up like a banished immortal. Although he was seriously injured and his aura was weak, the aura he exuded was still like the vast stars, comparable to the strong ones in the early stage of the God King.

"You... what level have you reached?"

Mo Hanzong's eyes showed fear. The man in front of him seemed extremely fragile, but at this moment he showed such a terrifying aura.

"Where is my Great Wild Sumi Sword?"

Lu Ren asked forcefully.

The Great Desolate Sumeru Sword was refined by him. Unless he died and the Great Desolate Sumeru Sword became ownerless, it could be refined again.

As for the Great Wilderness Sumeru Sword that has not been refined, the Mohan Sect cannot accept the Najie or even the secret realm within the body.

"hehe!"

Mo Hanzong was furious and laughed in anger. His voice was cold and biting, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell.

"Only we, the Moon Soul Palace, are worthy of owning such sacred objects as the Great Wilderness Sumi Sword. How dare you, a mere human warrior, get involved? Suffer death!"

After saying that, Demon Hanzong took action again. The demonic energy around him rolled like an angry wave, and he rushed in front of Lu Ren with great force. The long sword in his hand struck at Lu Ren's head like lightning.

This time, Mo Hanzong tried his best, without reservation, and even burst out the power of his bloodline, vowing to kill Lu Ren with one sword.

Because he knew that he had completely offended Lu Ren, so he could only make mistakes and get rid of them quickly.

However, just as his killing sword was about to fall, a sudden change occurred.

As if a immobilizing spell had been cast on Mohanzong's whole body, he was suspended in the air. Except for his own consciousness, he could still function normally, but his body was completely stiff and unable to move.

Then, Lu Ren took advantage of the situation and struck out with another palm, hitting Mo Hanzong's abdomen like an overwhelming force.

"what!"

A tragic cry sounded out, and Mo Hanzong felt as if he was struck by lightning. His whole body shook violently, as if he was struck by five thunders. His body flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, and landed heavily outside the attic.

"My God!"

Mo Xiaoning was horrified and dumbfounded. In her eyes, Han Mozong was an out-and-out ancestor, powerful and powerful in the hell world.

However, Lu Ren, who was seriously injured, could actually injure him with his own strength. This is really unbelievable!

At this time, Lu Ren's face was as pale as paper, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Forcibly activating his divine power caused more cracks in his divine infant, as if it would collapse at any time.

But he couldn't care so much. He flashed out like a meteor and landed in front of the Demon Han Sect.

At this time, Mo Hanzong had blood pouring from his abdomen and his face was full of pain, as if he was on the verge of life and death.

When he saw Lu Ren coming as fast as a bird, he was terrified and begged for mercy: "No... don't kill me... I am willing to return the Great Wild Sumi Sword to you!"

"too late!"

Lu Ren waved his hand, like a magnet attracting iron, attracting the Western Pattern Divine Sword in Mo Hanzong's hand.

"This is the territory of the Moon Soul Clan. How dare you kill me? You will definitely not be able to leave the Moon Soul Palace alive!"

Mo Hanzong shouted at the top of his lungs, "Although you are strong, I also know that you are seriously injured. Once you are besieged, your injuries will only become more serious!"

"Do you think I will care about your Moon Soul Palace?"

Lu Ren looked indifferent, opened his lips slightly, and stabbed out the sword in his hand like lightning.

puff!

The long sword spit out a message like a poisonous snake, and stabbed Demon Han Zong between his eyebrows, piercing his spiritual origin and ending his life.

When Mo Xiaoning witnessed this scene, her beautiful face turned pale, and her pretty face was full of horror. This was the God King, one of the seven God Kings of the Moon Soul Palace, with top combat power. Now he was lying in front of her like a cold corpse. This scene was like a dream, so unreal.

"Mo Lao Mo Han Zong has fallen!"

"His soul lamp went out. What happened?"

"I remember that the Demon Han Sect has not left the Moon Soul Palace!"

At the moment when the Demon Han Sect died, deafening demonic thoughts suddenly came from the depths of the Moon Soul Palace.

As the Demon Elder of the Moon Soul Palace, the soul lamp was placed in the most conspicuous place. Once it was extinguished, the other six Demon Elders and ancestor-level figures immediately understood the matter.

They fell from the sky like six black whirlwinds, and instantly discovered the body of Mohan Zong. They transformed into six demonic shadows and landed in front of Lu Ren like Mount Tai weighing an egg.

At this time, Lu Ren held the long sword tightly in his hand, the sword body was still stained with demon blood, and his body exuded a murderous aura.

"Boy, who are you? Could it be that you killed the Demon Han Sect?"

The old man at the head seemed to be in his twilight years, but the aura exuding from his body was as terrifying as the stormy waves, and he had actually reached the peak of the God King.

This person is the founder of the Moon Soul Palace, and he is also the most senior being in the Moon Soul Palace, the originator of the Demon Green!

"It's down!"

Lu Ren nodded and admitted frankly.

"Impossible, how can you kill him?"

Many demon elders were in disbelief. Besides, Lu Ren's aura was disordered and he was obviously seriously injured. How could he kill Demon Han Zong?

"Just kill me!"

Lu Ren looked calm and threw away the weapon in his hand.

"Why did you kill him?"

One of the old demons asked.

"The Demon Han Sect covets my Great Wilderness Sumi Sword and wants to kill me to seize the sword. How can I just sit back and wait for death!"

Lu Renyi is serious in his words.

"Who are you anyway?"

The originator of Mo Qing asked.

He could tell that this boy was not an ordinary person. He could face people like them who were God-Kings, and he could do so calmly and calmly. This was not something ordinary young people could do.

Like the group of young people in their clan, not many of them could say a few complete sentences when they saw them.

"I am Lu Ren!"

Lu Renyun said calmly and calmly.

"Are you Lu Ren? Lu Ren, who ranks first on the list of gods and controls the void of destiny?"

The originator of Mo Qing said in shock.

The faces of the other demon elders also showed incredulity.

This Lu Ren, isn't it rumored that he failed to break through to the God King? Now, the Demon Han Sect has been killed. Could it be that Lu Ren has successfully broken through to the God King?

With two supreme divine principles, he successfully broke through to the God King. Wouldn't he become the Dixi after Ye Chuang?