"You want to dodge? Can you dodge?"
Seeing Quan Wenzhong's actions, Mo Qingyun saw through his intentions and swung his sword at him again.
Years Without Regrets!
With a slash of the sword, Mo Qingyun's aura underwent a subtle change.
The sword light flashed and soon arrived in front of Quan Wenzhong and bombarded him.
Under the sword light's momentum, Quan Wenzhong found that his body was actually retreating bit by bit.
Although this range was not large, it prevented him from dodging and forced him to face the sword light head-on.
"Time Rewind Concept!"
Seeing his situation, Quan Wenzhong's expression trembled and panic emerged on his face.
The more he fought with Mo Qingyun, the more he found that he had no ability to resist.
"I can't dodge his sword light. The best way is to attack and trade life for life."
Looking at the sword light that was getting closer and closer, Quan Wenzhong's face hardened and made a decisive decision.
Immediately, Quan Wenzhong did not retreat in the face of the sword light's attack.
Wrath of the Heavenly Lion Fist!
Quan Wenzhong took a step forward and clenched his fists tightly as his saint power gathered like a storm.
At the same time, a thousand-foot Shadow appeared outside Quan Wenzhong's body.
Quan Wenzhong's heart moved and the thousand-foot Shadow waved its fists and blasted out a series of fist lights at Mo Qingyun.
For a moment, the entire Heavenly Demon Arena was shrouded in golden fist shadows.
Facing such a situation, Mo Qingyun had no way to retreat and could only take the bombardment of the fist shadows head-on.
"You want to trade life for life with me? You've miscalculated."
Seeing Quan Wenzhong's actions, Mo Qingyun grinned with a ruthless look on his face.
When it came to risking his life, he was not afraid of anyone.
Mo Qingyun shouted coldly. He did not retreat and took the fist shadows head-on.
Sword Aura!
Nebula Saint Cloth!
Thunderfire Dragon Sacred Body!
The Absolute Beginning Creation Dark Bloodline!
Although he took the fist shadows head-on, Mo Qingyun was not careless and immediately activated various defensive means.
In a short period of time, Mo Qingyun's defensive capabilities had been raised to the extreme.
After raising his defense, Mo Qingyun brandished his Nine Bull Divine Sword and slashed at Quan Wenzhong.
Mo Qingyun waved the Nine Oxen Divine Sword and slashed out a sword light that violently blasted towards Quan Wenzhong.
Bang bang bang …
In the blink of an eye, the sword light blasted on Quan Wenzhong's body, leaving a hideous wound.
When the sword light hit Quan Wenzhong, Mo Qingyun was also submerged by the fist shadows, enduring the bombardment of the fist shadows.
Seeing such a scene, the surrounding people were stunned.
This situation was far beyond their expectations. It was something they had never thought of before.
"These two fellows are crazy. They actually chose to fight in such a way."
"Fortunately, we didn't provoke them. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable."
"I wonder who will be able to stand in the end if we fight head on."
"It should be Quan Wenzhong. His cultivation is higher, so his physique should be stronger."
"That's probably the case. Mo Qingyun would be at a disadvantage if he were to face them head-on."
… …
After calming down, everyone began to analyze the situation. They all agreed that Mo Qingyun would lose.
Looking at the situation on the Heavenly Demon Platform, Ding Yu's expression tensed up. He frowned slightly and said, "I didn't expect Quan Wenzhong to be so crazy. He actually chose to fight in such a way. Junior Brother Mo's situation is not good. I hope he'll be fine."
Under everyone's expectant gaze, the battle storm slowly dissipated, revealing the figures of Mo Qingyun and Quan Wenzhong.
On the Heavenly Demon Platform, one was standing quietly, while the other was lying on the ground in a sorry state.
Seeing such a scene, everyone's expression tensed. They wanted to see the two figures clearly.
After a short while, when they saw the figures clearly, all of them widened their eyes.
"No … no way, right? Mo Qingyun beat Quan Wenzhong to the ground? "
"His physique is so strong? He can't even compare to an Eternity Realm powerhouse? "
"It's too terrifying. Quan Wenzhong can be considered to be eight lifetimes of bad luck to provoke him."
… …
Everyone exclaimed.
"It seems that I worried too much."
Seeing Quan Wenzhong's miserable state, Ding Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head unconsciously. "Duan Nieyun's strength is far stronger than Quan Wenzhong's. If he can't do anything to Junior Brother Mo, how can he be injured by Quan Wenzhong?"
Thinking of this, Ding Yu knew that he worried too much.
"Do you have any other methods?"
Looking at Quan Wenzhong lying on the ground, Mo Qingyun's lips curled into an evil smile. "If you don't have any more moves, then it's my turn."
After Mo Qingyun finished speaking, his figure flashed and he waved his sword at Quan Wenzhong.
A sword ray burst out and hit Quan Wenzhong in the blink of an eye, lifting his body into the air.
After Quan Wenzhong's body was sent flying, Mo Qingyun took advantage of the momentum and slashed down, landing directly on Quan Wenzhong's back.
Then, a sword mark appeared on Quan Wenzhong's back. The wound was so deep that bones could be seen.
"Ah!"
After being bombarded by Mo Qingyun, Quan Wenzhong screamed miserably, revealing a terrified expression.
But before he could beg for mercy, Mo Qingyun slashed out with his sword again, and it landed on his right shoulder.
Under Mo Qingyun's sword, his right arm was cut off.
After crippling Quan Wenzhong's right arm, Mo Qingyun's attack did not stop as he continued to madly attack.
Bang!
Mo Qingyun stepped out and stepped on Quan Wenzhong's head, stomping him onto the Heavenly Demon Stage.
Quan Wenzhong's body crashed onto the Heavenly Demon Stage and immediately made a loud noise.
Seeing this scene, everyone held their breaths and felt a strong fear towards Mo Qingyun.
Looking at Quan Wenzhong under his foot, Mo Qingyun's expression was cold. "Today, I'll cripple both of your hands. If you bother me again, I won't let you go."
As Mo Qingyun's words fell, he kicked Quan Wenzhong off the Heavenly Demon Stage with his right foot.
After kicking Quan Wenzhong, Mo Qingyun's figure flashed and came to Ding Yu's side.
After saying goodbye to Ding Yu, Mo Qingyun left and returned to his residence.
"I advise you to swallow this anger and stop thinking about revenge."
Coming in front of Quan Wenzhong, Ding Yu's expression showed that he couldn't bear it and kindly reminded him.
After Ding Yu finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer and left the Heavenly Demon Stage.
Whether Quan Wenzhong listened or not, it was none of his business.
"Junior Brother Mo, Master is looking for you. Come with me."
As soon as Mo Qingyun returned to his residence, he saw a young man summon him to see Babeli.
This young man was called Song Yu, Babeli's personal disciple.
"Senior Brother, please lead the way!"
Hearing the young man's words, Mo Qingyun nodded.
Then, Mo Qingyun followed the young man to the Conference Hall.
When Mo Qingyun arrived at the Conference Hall, Babeli and the others were already waiting. They seemed to have something important to discuss.
Mo Qingyun entered the Conference Hall. He bowed to everyone and found a seat.
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