Puff puff puff …
Under the attack of Mo Qingyun's palm, the stream of Saint Energy that enveloped him was instantly dispersed.
The giant black palm destroyed the stream of Saint Energy. Its attack power did not diminish and continued to suppress Jin Renhe.
Looking at the rapidly approaching giant black palm, Jin Renhe did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly raised his hand to block it.
However, Jin Renhe's combat strength was limited in his haste. He could not block the giant black palm at all.
It could not be helped. Even Zi Gang, who was in the Later Stage of Saint Realm, could not block Mo Qingyun's palm, let alone Jin Renhe.
Bang!
Under Mo Qingyun's palm, Jin Renhe was directly sent flying and fell heavily on the ground.
Seeing such a scene, everyone was stunned as if they were petrified.
Even a powerful existence like Jin Renhe could not block Mo Qingyun's palm. Was there anything more shocking than this?
"The guy who said that Mo Qingyun is a coward and is afraid of Thousand Language Mansion, step forward now."
"With Mo Qingyun's strength, would he be afraid of Thousand Language Mansion?"
"Mo Qingyun disdains to be calculative with Thousand Language Mansion. This is more like it."
"Mo Qingyun's strength is so strong. Joining Bird Song Flower Fragrance Treasure Pavilion made the right bet."
…
Seeing the strength that Mo Qingyun displayed, everyone's expression was agitated, and they started to discuss from the side.
Compared to other people's feelings, Jin Wei's current feelings were like a bottle of mixed feelings that had been knocked over.
He did not expect that even his father was not a match for Mo Qingyun. This time, he kicked an iron plate.
Under everyone's shocked gaze, Mo Qingyun slowly walked toward Jin Renhe and said with a smile, "Palace Master Jin, you're too polite. You actually took the initiative to let me hit you."
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Jin Renhe was immediately stunned. His brain could not wrap itself around it.
Did he let Mo Qingyun go?
While Jin Renhe was still in a daze, the others immediately understood why Jin Renhe had been sent flying.
It turned out that in the exchange just now, Jin Renhe did not use his true strength, but let Mo Qingyun hit him with a palm.
"Palace Lord, there's no need to be courteous with this brat. Just teach him a lesson."
"That's right. This isn't a fair fight. There's no need to go easy on him."
"Brat, our Palace Lord doesn't want to bully the weak. Just now, he intentionally let you hit him. Now, you have to be careful."
…
At this moment, the experts of the Gold Punishment Palace were all feeling indignant.
Looking at the performance of the Gold Punishment Palace, Jin Renhe's mood became gloomy to the extreme. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Others might not know, but how could he not know?
In the exchange just now, he didn't give in to Mo Qingyun at all. Instead, he was sent flying by Mo Qingyun.
Even if he fought Mo Qingyun again, the result would still be the same. He would be crushed by Mo Qingyun.
The difference in strength between him and Mo Qingyun was not just a little bit big. He had no chance of winning.
"This brat deliberately said that I let him hit me. Could it be that he's worried about admitting defeat and not fighting?"
Just as Jin Renhe was feeling gloomy, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He understood the intention of Mo Qingyun's words.
Guessing Mo Qingyun's thoughts, Jin Renhe's body trembled. His expression immediately darkened. "This brat is terrifyingly scheming. Unknowingly, I actually fell into his trap. I'm in a situation where I can't back down."
Jin Renhe knew very well that Mo Qingyun had raised him so high. If he still avoided the fight, he would have no face left in the future.
A man lives by his face, a tree lives by its bark. He couldn't lose this face.
Looking at the gloomy and silent Jin Renhe, Mo Qingyun said with a faint smile, "Palace Lord Jin, you've already let me hit you. Now, let's fight with all our strength."
"You …"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Jin Renhe was immediately furious. His face immediately flushed red.
In his opinion, Mo Qingyun was doing this on purpose. He was deliberately trying to anger him.
Without waiting for Jin Renhe to refute, Mo Qingyun pretended to be surprised. He looked at Jin Renhe and said in shock, "Palace Lord Jin, I only used ten percent of my strength in that hit. Don't tell me you don't have the strength to fight after taking that hit from me?"
Ten percent?
Ten percent your sister!
If it weren't for his identity, Jin Renhe would have cursed out loud when he heard Mo Qingyun's words.
Just now, Mo Qingyun's hit almost took his life. Even if it wasn't a hundred percent, it was at least eighty to ninety percent.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Jin Renhe stopped talking nonsense. He knew that he couldn't win against Mo Qingyun.
If he continued to talk, he was afraid that Mo Qingyun wouldn't even need to make a move. His words alone would anger him to death.
Netherworld River Palm!
Jin Renhe's palms moved quickly, pushing out waves of powerful Saint Energy that turned into a wide blood-red river.
The blood-red river was formed like a blood-red waterfall, pouring down towards Mo Qingyun.
In the impact of the blood-red waterfall, bull-headed ghost soldiers emerged one after another, waving their weapons and slashing at Mo Qingyun.
The strength of these bull-headed ghost soldiers was comparable to a Saint Realm expert. It made people's expression change.
"Palace Lord's Netherworld River Palm is more powerful than before."
"With the power of Palace Lord's palm, even an ordinary Late-stage Saint Realm expert might not be able to take it."
"Mo Qingyun's strength is only comparable to an ordinary Late-stage Saint Realm expert. In my opinion, he definitely won't be able to take it."
"Let's see how arrogant he can be after he's sent flying by Palace Lord's palm. He's just a guy who only knows how to rely on women."
…
Seeing Jin Renhe make a move, the experts of the Gold Punishment Palace all became excited.
They never thought that Mo Qingyun's current strength was only at the First Level of the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal Realm.
Nine-by-Nine Heavenly Demon God Slaughtering Sword Formation!
Facing Jin Renhe's full strength palm, he immediately took out eighty-one ancient swords and formed a sword formation.
Once the sword formation was formed, rays of sword light were derived and slashed at the bull-headed ghost soldiers.
Clang … Clang … Clang …
The sword light and the bull-headed ghost soldiers clashed, creating a series of crisp sounds, forming a fierce battle scene.
For a moment, Mo Qingyun and Jin Renhe fell into a stalemate situation. Neither of them could do anything to the other.
Looking at the scene before him, Jin Renhe's expression loosened, and his hanging heart was put down.
He didn't seek to defeat Mo Qingyun. He only wanted to tie with Mo Qingyun and give himself a way out.
Before Jin Renhe could relax, a threatening gaze shot at him overbearingly.
"Eye … Eye Light, he has such an innate ability."
Looking at the rapidly approaching eye light, Jin Renhe's eyelids twitched, and he was so frightened that his soul almost left his body.
If he were to be hit, he would definitely die. His little life would end here.
Although he knew the result would be like this, the speed of the eye light was too fast.
In addition, he was too close to Mo Qingyun, so he didn't have the chance to dodge.
In his panic, Jin Renhe's body instinctively dodged, avoiding his vital parts.
Puchi!
The eye light flashed and domineeringly penetrated Jin Renhe's left shoulder, sending him flying.
Seeing Jin Renhe being sent flying again, everyone was stunned. They couldn't believe what they saw.
Jin Renhe was defeated again. Moreover, it was under the condition that he didn't give in.
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