"If you want to hurt me, you have to catch up with me first."
Facing Zi Chengrong's attack, Mo Qingyun was not afraid at all. He rode on the Saint Power Pegasus and dodged quickly.
As soon as Mo Qingyun finished his words, his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
Seeing Mo Qingyun dodging, Zi Chengrong's face changed and became ferocious.
Mo Qingyun's speed was too fast. Even if he gave it his all, he could not touch the corner of Mo Qingyun's clothes.
Most importantly, if he could not kill Mo Qingyun this time, it would be difficult for him to have such an opportunity in the future.
After all, it wasn't common for Mo Qingyun to fight him one on one.
"Humph! You'll know soon enough whether I can kill you or not. "
Zi Chengrong's figure flashed and he chased after Mo Qingyun, attacking him crazily.
Facing Zi Chengrong's attack, Mo Qingyun's expression turned solemn and he was extremely focused.
Although Zi Chengrong could not catch up with him, Zi Chengrong was a Great Saint expert after all. If he underestimated or was careless in the process of fighting with him, the consequences would be unimaginable.
However, Mo Qingyun did not panic at all. He had fought with a Great Saint expert before.
Although Zi Chengrong was powerful, he was only slightly more powerful than Zi Xiao. There was not much of a difference.
Therefore, as long as Mo Qingyun was careful, Zi Chengrong might not be able to hurt him.
"Mo Qingyun, now that you're in front of me, do you only know how to run away with your tail between your legs?"
Looking at Mo Qingyun who was dodging left and right, Zi Chengrong's face darkened. He could not catch up with Mo Qingyun at all.
He couldn't even touch the corner of Mo Qingyun's clothes, so how could he kill Mo Qingyun?
Zi Cheng Rong's provocation was immediately seen through by Mo Qing Yun. A disdainful smile appeared on Mo Qing Yun's face as he said, "Zi Cheng Rong, your low-level provocation is useless against me."
After replying to Zi Chengrong, Mo Qingyun continued to dodge. He did not want to confront Zi Chengrong directly.
His idea was very clear. As long as he could hold Zi Chengrong back, An Chen could deal with Zi Fei in peace.
With An Chen's strength, it would not take long to deal with Zi Fei.
After An Chen killed Zi Fei, he could come over to help and attack Zi Chengrong together.
At that time, no matter how powerful Zi Cheng Rong was, he would be powerless.
With Zi Cheng Rong's intelligence, he naturally knew what Mo Qingyun was thinking.
Understanding Mo Qingyun's intention, Zi Chengrong's face darkened, and an intense cold light flashed in his eyes. He said, "Mo Qingyun, you want to delay me and let that person deal with Zi Fei. This is a good idea, but you have to deal with me while controlling the Quasi-emperor corpse to fight. Can your mind withstand it?"
"This guy is really not easy to deal with. He actually saw through me."
Hearing Zi Chengrong's words, Mo Qingyun's face darkened, and his heart sank.
Zi Chengrong was right. He had to control Gu Fan's corpse to fight while riding the Saint Energy Pegasus to deal with Zi Chengrong. It was indeed exhausting his mind.
With his current situation, he could only last for 100 breaths at most.
If An Chen could not deal with Zi Fei within 100 breaths, the situation would be completely reversed.
Therefore, Mo Qingyun's current move could be said to be a huge gamble.
If he won the gamble, he would make Zi Chengrong pay a painful price.
If he lost the gamble, everyone on their side, including him and An Chen, might die.
"We'll know if I can withstand it or not when the time comes."
Mo Qingyun's expression was solemn. After replying to An Chen, he continued to dodge rapidly.
Seeing Mo Qingyun dodge rapidly, Zi Chengrong's attack did not slow down at all. He chased after Mo Qingyun crazily.
Under Zi Chengrong's crazy pursuit, not only was Mo Qingyun's mind exhausted, but his Saint Energy was also exhausted at a terrifying rate.
Slowly, Mo Qingyun's dodging speed slowed down.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's situation, Zi Chengrong sneered and said, "Mo Qingyun, it seems like you can't hold on any longer. Let me send you on your way."
As soon as Zi Chengrong finished his words, he blasted out with his finger. Terrifying Saint Energy condensed on his finger.
Great Demonic Abyss Heaven Severing Finger!
A black finger light blasted out and exploded with a terrifying devouring power. It wanted to suck Mo Qingyun in.
Sensing the terrifying devouring power, Mo Qingyun frowned and immediately dodged with all his might.
Mo Qingyun's figure flashed. He escaped from the finger force's area and appeared not far away.
As soon as Mo Qingyun appeared, Zi Chengrong chased after him and blasted out another finger attack.
"Go to hell!"
Zi Cheng Rong struck out with his finger, and another black finger radiance burst out from his finger.
Seeing Zi Chengrong's action, Mo Qingyun's face turned cold. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes as he said, "Humph! Do you really think I won't fight back? I'd like to see who will be the last one standing. "
As soon as Mo Qingyun finished his words, he activated the Divine Sword of Nine Bulls and slashed at Zi Chengrong.
Eternal!
Defense Ignore!
Double Space Compression!
Double Time Prohibition!
…
When Mo Qingyun swung his sword, he also activated a few Rules and added them to the sword light.
Immediately, the power of Mo Qingyun's sword increased by a few levels.
The sword light blasted out and arrived in front of Zi Chengrong in a flash. Zi Chengrong panicked when he saw this.
Immediately, Zi Chengrong hesitated. He was considering if he should clash head-on with Mo Qingyun.
Just as Zi Chengrong was hesitating, the sword light arrived in front of him and caused him to be unable to dodge.
Zi Cheng Rong's expression turned even colder when he saw this. A vicious look appeared on his face as he said, "As long as I can kill Mo Qingyun, even if I have to pay a price, it's worth it."
With this thought in mind, Zi Chengrong's attacks became even more ferocious.
He decided to fight it out with Zi Chengrong. Facing Zi Chengrong's finger force attack, Mo Qingyun did not dodge. Bang!
Bang! …
Mo Qingyun and Zi Chengrong did not dodge. They were both hit by each other's attack and were sent flying backward together.
The two of them retreated nearly 10,000 meters before they could stabilize their bodies. Their faces turned pale.
Puchi!
After Mo Qingyun stabilized his body, he spat out a mouthful of blood and his aura became weak.
Sensing his condition, Mo Qingyun's eyes turned cold. He stared coldly at Zi Chengrong and thought to himself, "As expected of a Great Saint's all-out attack. Even with my current physique, my Qi and blood were in turmoil. I almost lost my combat strength."
While Mo Qingyun was shocked, he also felt a sense of relief.
However, when Mo Qingyun saw Zi Chengrong's appearance, he smiled faintly.
Zi Chengrong was in an extremely sorry state. Not only were his clothes ragged, his hair was disheveled, and there was a hideous wound on his chest.
Judging from his appearance, he was in a much worse state than Mo Qingyun.
Those who did not know the truth might have mistakenly thought that Mo Qingyun had won the head-on clash.
Looking at the sorry state Zi Chengrong was in, Mo Qingyun smiled faintly and said, "Zi Chengrong, you're just so-so. Let me try to take another blow from you."
As soon as Mo Qingyun finished speaking, he rushed toward Zi Chengrong in a flash.
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