Destroy my Dantian and take away my holy body? I'll kill you all over the house

Xu Mao also raised his hand to signal others not to act rashly.

He also felt a little bit like Xiao Jiujiu in his heart at the moment.

Mo Xiaoke's strength was just short of poking through the window paper to enter the Nascent Soul realm.

After practicing in seclusion for so many days, Xu Mao still couldn't figure out Mo Xiaoke's strength, so he just had to fight Yun Qian to test his strength.

If Mo Xiaoke wins, Xu Mao knows Mo Xiaoke's true situation.

If Mo Xiaoke loses, he will be ridiculed and suppressed.

The number one master among the disciples of Tianlei Pavilion is still Xu Mao.

The five major disciples looked on with cold eyes, while Mo Xiaoke and Yun Qian were already confronting each other.

The two sides looked at each other with lightning-like eyes, and there was an invisible flash of lightning.

"Yun Qian, you are just waiting to die. Maybe I will leave your body intact so that you can die in a dignified way!"

Mo Xiaoke looked at Yun Qian arrogantly, as if Yun Qian was already a piece of fish on his chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by him.

Yun Qian raised her eyelids and smiled: "Then as a junior sister, I still have to thank Senior Brother Mo for his kindness?"

She shook her head, feeling that Mo Xiaoke was really hopeless.

The thousands of disciples in the audience also started to boo.

"The two direct disciples of Xianchen Pavilion are fighting among themselves. The one who feels the most uncomfortable is probably Han Lingbo, the elder of Xianchen Pavilion!"

"Brothers and sisters are fighting in the same room, it's interesting!"

"After all, Mo Xiaoke has been famous for a long time, and Yun Qian is still a bit young!"

"It's hard to say. There are too many mysterious things about Yun Qian. Even Xu Mao can lose, let alone Mo Xiaoke?"

"Don't slander me, Senior Brother Mo. Senior Brother Mo is no worse than Xu Mao!"

When Han Lingbo saw this situation, his face was grave and speechless.

Xuanyuan Changqing had a sinister smile: "Sister, Xianchen Pavilion has done a great job this time. After taking down Yun Qian, this pavilion master will definitely reward him!"

These words were obviously made to anger Han Lingbo. The two major disciples of Xianchen Pavilion were fighting each other. Whoever loses would win. It would be a lose-lose situation for Han Lingbo, and the strength of Xianchen Pavilion would definitely be greatly reduced.

"I think it's better not to reward him. It's only right that the entire sect mourns for seven days to comfort his nephew Xuanyuan Chun's spirit in heaven!" Han Lingbo glanced at him sideways, his tone a little unkind.

"Han Lingbo, shut up..." When Xuanyuan Changqing heard the three words Xuanyuan Chun, his old face turned red immediately, and he cursed without caring about his age or his status as the pavilion master.

Xuanyuan Chun was his only son, and his sudden death was an eternal pain in his heart. Han Lingbo used Xuanyuan Chun to fight back against Xuanyuan Changqing, and he suddenly lost control of his emotions.

The two looked at each other coldly, and then quickly turned their eyes to the stage, unwilling to look at each other again.

"Mo Xiaoke, you and I can decide life or death with one sword, and we will save a lot of trouble!"

"Okay, but you will only lose!"

Yun Qian and Mo Xiaoke stared at each other, and they had reached an agreement.

Attack with all your strength and decide the outcome with one blow.

Both of them made the same movement, holding the sword art in their right hands.

Both are disciples of Xianchen Pavilion, and Mo Xiaoke is the proud disciple of Xianchen Pavilion. Of course, he is very proficient in "Spirit Sword Jue".

Yun Qian's sword skills were delicate and sharp with his fingers.

And Mo Xiaoke's sword technique had an air of domineering ferocity.

These are two completely different temperaments.

The same kind of sword-controlling technique, but with different presentation methods.

The moment the two of them formed the sword skills, their swords were tense and the atmosphere was very depressing.

The school grounds instantly fell silent, including the seven great masters in the audience and the six direct disciples who stood aside to watch the battle. They all held their breaths and did not dare to blink for fear of missing the wonderful scene.

"Seven moves of the Lotus Immortal: Vertically split Huashan Mountain!" The Mo Lin sword turned into a black shadow and flew out, and a blood lotus condensed on the tip of the sword.

"The Seven Evils of Bones: Mountain of Corpses and Sea of ​​Blood!"

The Ghost King Sword on Mo Xiaoke's back flew out, and instantly there were ghostly shadows, blood and energy, and the faint sound of ghosts crying and gods howling.

There were screams on the school grounds, but far away, there were still disciples who were injured by the ghostly and sinister energy, holding their heads and rolling on the ground in a mess.

The five direct disciples also put their hands in front of themselves, running their spiritual power to protect their bodies, and retreated.

Only the seven great masters were powerful. They stood there and looked at the two people in amazement.

Yun Qian's seven moves of the Lotus Immortal are even more powerful in killing gods and Buddhas. Their destructive power is unparalleled.

In Tianlei Pavilion, apart from Han Lingbo himself, Yun Qian is the strongest person in performing the seven techniques of Lian Xian.

And Mo Xiaoke's White Bone Seven Evil swordsmanship made all the seven great masters afraid of it.

The White Bone Sword was made from the bones of gods and demons picked up at the place where ancient gods and demons fought. It is extremely evil and contains the remnant souls of demons. The Seven Evils of White Bone Swordsmanship is also from Tianlei Pavilion. One of the three secret skills.

Among these three secret skills, the Nine Heavens Thunder Curse is the first, the White Bone Seven Shas are the second, and the Lotus Immortal Seven Styles are the third.

In terms of ranking of secret skills, the Seven Forms of the Lotus Immortal are at the bottom, and the Seven Shas of the White Bones are even better.

The seven postures of Lotus Immortal burst out lotus-shaped spiritual power and exploded, producing several times the lethality.

The seven evil spirits of the White Bones directly attack creatures within a radius of dozens of feet through evil energy, which is even more terrifying.

"Uh..." Yun Qian felt that his vision went dark, and the whole world entered a void.

"Chatter, chatter, chatter!" Near her ears, there seemed to be far away, but there were countless ghostly howling sounds that were faint and painful, causing pain in the ears and heart and brain. Dozens of evil ghosts with their teeth and claws surrounding her body, It seemed as if it was going to devour her.

This is an illusion!

Yun Qian bit her lip hard, but the sword technique in her right hand still pointed forward.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Loud noises and thunderous explosions were heard one after another.

Seeing that he still had the upper hand, the ghostly aura continued to spread.

"Beautiful woman, Xiaoli, help you!"

At the moment when he was about to be swallowed by the ghost energy, a familiar voice came to his ears.

In an instant, the blood lotus condensed again, this time as big as a basket.

"Hey, how come her spiritual power is getting stronger and stronger?"

Mo Xiaoke wielded the sword with one hand and released bursts of evil energy, but suddenly felt a more powerful force coming towards him, and he looked over in surprise.

A blood lotus the size of a basket was condensed on the tip of Yun Qian's sword.

Then it expands infinitely, condensing into the size of a vegetable garden.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom!"

First there was a muffled thunderous sound, followed by three loud bangs, and finally a slow and sudden low thunder explosion.

It was a terrifying force, and after it exploded, it swept away all the overwhelming sound of energy like a tsunami.

This terrifying power spread to all directions, turning into an unparalleled surge, sweeping through with a "boo" sound.

Mo Xiaoke was just stunned for a moment, and his body was the first to be swept away by the terrifying spiritual power. Like dust in the wind, it flew out with the surging power of the spiritual explosion.

The body was shattered into pieces and the soul was scattered.

The other five disciples stood a little further away and were protected by spiritual power. When the power exploded, Xu Mao, Yelu Qingyun, and Yang Shu were the first to react. They quickly floated back and exploded forward. With his strength, he flew back, but blood spurted out wildly, and he fell to the ground, unconscious, with only half his life left.

Zhou Xiaoyu and Zuo Zihe were shocked to death on the spot.