Who told you that a fox demon must practice charm

Ding------------!

Transforming spiritual power into form, a blood-colored broadsword easily blocked Mo Qing's stabbing attack.Seeing that his words worked, Ye Wuwang continued.

"How about it? You have two choices now. One is that I will knock you out of the martial arts arena now, and you can live a happy life just like that. After all...you, who can't even beat me, really don't have a master It's so scary~"

Click!

There was a crack at the top of the blood knife transformed with spiritual power!Undoubtedly, Mo Qing chose the second path.

Although Ye Wuwang didn't say it, Mo Qing actually knew what the second way was.

It's nothing more than Ye Wuwang releasing water to let himself win.

In this way, Ye Wuwang can also use the sentence "invincible" to make an appointment.And waiting for him... will be a much stronger opponent than Ye Wuwang.

To give an example... Xu Qing, the Yin-Yang expert that night.

But... how about that?

Chapter 110: The Great Victory

If Ye Wuwang had covered the entire arena with spiritual power from the very beginning, then there was no doubt that Ye Wuwang would win.

But did Ye Wuwang do that?

The answer is no~

For him, it would be too boring to fight Mo Qing just for the sake of winning or losing~

He was looking forward to it, looking forward to the day when Mo Qing would really grow up and stand in front of him and defeat him with force that crushed everything.

"This woman~ really likes my appetite~"

Looking in front of Mo Qing who crushed his own spiritual power broadsword by force alone, Ye Wuwang couldn't help but think so while avoiding the point of the life-threatening spear.

As for what kind of assassination Mo Qing would suffer after defeating him?

He's lazy about that kind of thing~

All he knew was that Mo Qing would definitely grow faster during countless times of life and death, and the place for retirement like the Hehuan Sect was not suitable for Mo Qing at all.

The opponent he wants is not a crane like Xiao Wuyou who is bound by Yaochi's gate rules.It's the peerless powerhouse who dominates the world and can frighten all directions with just one look!

to this end!He is willing to go against the life and death of Holy Master Zichu, and lose here!

Boom—————————————!

Another dodge to dodge Mo Qing's downward strike, but at this moment Ye Wuwang's mind has gradually become unclear.

Excessive blood loss and the sense of exhaustion from prolonged hand-to-hand combat have made Ye Wuwang unable to see Mo Qing's face clearly.The spiritual power that was mobilized when piercing Mo Qing's shoulder before was the last trace.

As for the blood-colored broadsword that transformed into spiritual power just now, it was even more exhausted.Otherwise ~ wouldn't be smashed to pieces by Mo Qing so quickly.

Is this all for this?

No~ that's not Ye Wuwang's character!

win!Be aboveboard!defeat!Also be vigorous!

Even though those black eyes had long lost their luster, Ye Wuwang still threw his last punch at Mo Qing with all his strength.

That punch was earth-shattering!Even some strong men who had reached the Yin-Yang state off the field couldn't help but widen their eyes in shock.

boom------------!

Next second!There was a deafening explosion!

But it was Ye Wuwang who fell on the ground...

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The powerful punch directly knocked away the Chenlong Mieyin Spear that Mo Qing was using to defend, and even broke Mo Qing's left arm that was used to hold the gun.

But at the same time as paying such a price, Mo Qing's fist naturally hit Ye Wuwang's forehead without hindrance.

With the impact of Ye Wuwang's punch, even if Mo Qing just put his fist on it, Ye Wuwang would fly backwards due to the impact of his punch.

What's more, Mo Qing also exerted considerable strength~

He directly smashed Ye Wuwang's entire head into the ground, and Ye Wuwang's legs were also stretched in mid-air due to the instantaneous recoil.

Slowly took the blood-stained fist from Ye Wuwang's forehead.At this moment, Mo Qing looked at Ye Wuwang who was lying unconscious on the ground, and his eyes were quite complicated.

If Mo Qing hadn't noticed at the last moment that his eyes had lost their luster, perhaps Mo Qing's punch would not have been as simple as hitting his forehead.

I thought it was Ye Wuwang who still had a back hand, but who would have thought that he was actually putting on airs.

But if the water is really released... Then why is he smiling all over his face lying on the ground at this moment?

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"The winner, disciple of the Hehuan Sect, Mo Qing. Does anyone else want to challenge on stage?"

Not long after, the person in charge of this discussion also sent someone to carry down Ye Wuwang who had passed out on the stage.

Seeing the silence of the audience, the person in charge had no choice but to remind them.If they don't come on stage again, this last chance to improve the ranking will be over.

But~

After witnessing the battle that could be described as "tragic", how could these people have the courage to challenge Mo Qing on stage.

A ruthless person who can overwhelm Zichu Shengzi, is it really something they who have not yet reached the Sun Moon Realm can contend against?

Even though Mo Qing had already lost his arm, in their eyes, Mo Qing was undoubtedly a more dangerous existence at this moment.

On the other side, the remaining three people from the Holy Land were also watching.

On one side was the Holy Maiden who was squinting at Mo Qing, and on the other side was frowning tightly, as if thinking about something Yi Xiaoyao.

Even Xiao Wuyou, who was at the top of the Dao discussion list last time, was hesitant at the moment.

But different from the two, Xiao Wuyou's hesitation was due to worry.

Seeing Mo Qing who was almost half disabled on the stage, Xiao Wuyou really wanted to stop Mo Qing from continuing to stand on the competition stage just like that.

But seeing his firm yet indifferent eyes at this moment, he didn't know how to speak at all.

Although I don't know what Ye Wuwang said during the battle with Mo Qing, it must have been some words used to stimulate Mo Qing.

Otherwise, based on Xiao Wuyou's understanding of Mo Qing's character, normally he should have raised his hands and surrendered in the middle of the battle.

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"Yaochi Holy Land, Xiao Wuyou..."

"Qingyang Holy Land, Yi Xiaoyao..."

After a long time, Xiao Wuyou finally couldn't stand it anymore.He planned to personally defeat Mo Qing on stage so that he could go down to heal his wounds.

But what she didn't expect was that the moment she spoke.Sitting next to him was Qingyang Shengzi, Yi Xiaoyao.They also stood up at the same time.

On the other side, they also looked at Xiao Wuyou with surprised eyes.

But in the end, for the sake of perfecting the beauty, he temporarily let go of his doubts.

Yi Xiaoyao also sat back in his seat and said after a brief choice.

"Gentlemen don't take what others like, let the worry-free saintess go first~"

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"Thank you..."

Although he has long been used to Yi Xiaoyao's flattery, at this moment, Xiao Wuyou still sincerely expressed his thanks.

After all, the only person who is willing to send Mo Qing down intact at this moment... is himself.

"Xiao Wuyou, the Holy Land of Yaochi, please enlighten me."

"Acacia Sect, Mo Qing."

Not long after, Xiao Wuyou also floated onto the stage.But facing Mo Qing's tone as if he was talking to a stranger, Xiao Wuyou couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

I thought that it was because of Ye Wuwang's great stimulation that he suddenly became like this.

But now, Xiao Wuyou obviously doesn't want to care about these things.

She has only one goal now, and that is to "invite" Mo Qing to the audience without hurting him as much as possible.

A holy spiritual power far surpassing that of Ye Wuwang floated out, and a statue of an imperial daughter tens of feet long holding a rapier also appeared behind Xiao Wuyou.

There is no doubt that it is the unique Dao Yun phantom in Yaochi.

And Mo Qing did not show any weakness after seeing this, picked up the Chenlong Mieyin Spear on the ground, and pointed the tip of the spear at Xiao Wuyou.

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"You are seriously injured, so you must not be my opponent. Why bother to persist?"

After being silent for a while, Xiao Wuyou couldn't help saying bitterly when he saw that Mo Qing had settled his posture.

It can be seen that Xiao Wuyou still hopes that Mo Qing can be more conscious and step down by himself.

However, due to the stimulation of overnight nonsense before.

The kind advice from Xiao Wuyou's mouth at this moment sounded like ridicule to Mo Qing's ears.

Mo Qing: Talking is useless, let's do it.

Xiao Wuyou: ………… Then come on.

Chapter 110: Battle against Xiao Wuyou

With Ling Yujian, two fairy swords, one black and one white, also appeared in front of Xiao Wuyou.

The majestic spiritual power directly covered the entire competition arena.Xiao Wuyou's body was also covered by the "Nine Clouds Glazed Clothes", a sacred object that belonged exclusively to the saintesses of Yaochi.

The slender jade legs that were originally hidden under the long skirt were wrapped by the white silk stockings outlined with gold silk. The plain white fairy clothes matched with Xiao Wuyou's long black hair like ink made it look even more fairy The air is ethereal.

There was a faint golden light shining between the eyebrows, and the whole person was floating in mid-air like a fairy in the cold palace.At this moment, Xiao Wuyou seemed to be completely cut off from the world.

"Ancient Hand Xuanyu Jue, Ning..."

Picking up the most familiar hand formula with Mo Qing, a pair of gentle and jade-like jade arms also took shape with the drop of the word "condensation".

"go."

In an instant, a pair of jade arms pushed towards Mo Qing with irresistible force.It could be seen that even at this point, Xiao Wuyou still only wanted to send Mo Qing down.

Different from Mo Qing's method of bombing and killing, Xiao Wuyou's attainments in the ancient hand Xuanyu Jue are obviously higher than Mo Qing's.

Although the pair of jade arms carried an irresistible power, Mo Qing did not feel any hostility from them.

"I appreciate the good intentions, but now that I have come to this point. If I just step down like this, I will inevitably feel a little bit unwilling~"

After calming down for a while, Mo Qing also sensed Xiao Wuyou's kindness from the non-hostile ancient hand Xuanyu Jue.

However, this does not mean that Mo Qing will appreciate it~

Although Ye Wuwang's previous words contained elements that angered him, but it was undeniable that Mo Qing was indeed aware of the gap between himself and these holy sons and daughters.

Ye Wuwang, who can force himself into this appearance without spiritual power, only ranks second among the four.

To be honest ~ it was also the first time that Mo Qing became interested in Xiao Wuyou in front of him.Different from the previous interest that just thought Xiao Wuyou was good-looking, Mo Qing at this moment is interested in Xiao Wuyou's strength.

So no matter whether he wins or loses, Mo Qing at this moment wants to see how big the gap between himself and her is.

"This opportunity is quite rare~ Let me see it. I think you, sister Wuyou, also want to avenge that night, right?"

Standing the gun on the ground, he tore off a strip of cloth from the torn clothes on his left arm with one hand. Mo Qing was also smiling, and tied his long hair that was scattered due to the battle with the strip of cloth. the back of the head.