As soon as Mo Qingyun finished speaking, he slowly stood up and walked towards the person.
With every step Mo Qingyun took, the pressure on this person's body increased by a notch.
When Mo Qingyun was ten meters away from the person, the person lost his footing and took a step back, knocking into the table behind him.
* Clang … *
Under this person's collision, the table was directly knocked to the side, making a series of ear-piercing sounds.
After seeing this scene, the expressions of the surrounding people changed, and their expressions revealed intense shock.
Mo Qingyun had actually made Wang Su lose his mind with just his aura, causing fear to appear in his heart.
As a result, what could Wang Su use to fight against Mo Qingyun?
"Wang Su is a heaven's pride from a pseudo-sovereign faction, the Music Rhythm Sect. He specializes in the power of the soul. The strength of his mental state far surpasses his peers. How could he be frightened by Mo Qingyun?"
"This scene is truly too strange. It looks like Mo Qingyun is truly not simple. No wonder he could subdue the Mist Pond Sect."
"It looks like the first guest seat was not arranged for the Mist Pond Sect, but for Mo Qingyun's faction."
"That's right. Mo Qingyun's faction can recruit the Blood Refinement Demon King. They are indeed qualified to sit in the first guest seat."
"It's just that Mo Qingyun is too sharp. He's offended several pseudo-sovereign factions in succession. This may not be a good thing for his faction."
…
At this moment, everyone's impression of Mo Qingyun could not help but change.
In their opinion, Mo Qingyun's current actions were truly a little reckless.
Mo Qingyun did not pay attention to what everyone thought. Instead, he looked at Wang Su with a mocking expression and said, "Are you afraid?"
"I …"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wang Su's face immediately flushed red. He did not know how to refute Mo Qingyun.
Just a moment ago, he was indeed afraid. He had been frightened by Mo Qingyun's aura.
But could he say such a thing out loud?
If he said it out loud, then not only would he, Wang Su, have no face to see others in the future, even their Music Rhythm School would become the laughingstock of others.
Seeing that Wang Su was at a loss for words, unable to refute Mo Qingyun's question, everyone's gaze towards him involuntarily changed once again.
From the looks of it, Wang Su was indeed frightened by Mo Qingyun's imposing manner just now.
Seeing the mocking eyes of the people around him and the actions of pointing at him, Wang Su's face instantly darkened, and he said angrily, "Mo Qingyun, you've gone too far!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Su took out a zither and laid it flat on his lap. He raised his hand and played the zither's strings.
A mighty army of a thousand, armored cavalry in formation!
Under Wang Su's vibrations, the zither's strings immediately erupted with an astonishing aura, producing numerous sharp soul sound waves.
As soon as these soul sound waves appeared, they turned into armored warhorses and charged towards Mo Qingyun.
Bang bang bang …
Under the impact of these soul sound waves, the surrounding ground and tables were instantly blown away, causing the scene to become a little messy.
At the same time, the expressions of the people seated at the surrounding tables changed, revealing a trace of shock.
"This … this is the war song Wang Su created in the Heaven Spirit Tomb five years ago, 'Mighty Army of a Thousand'."
"It's said that Wang Su relied on this war song to not lose a single battle against an expert at the high level of the Ability Stage, and even injured his opponent's mind."
"Mo Qingyun is only at the fourth level of the Ability Stage. If the Blood Refiner Demon King didn't protect him, he probably wouldn't have been able to block Wang Su's attack."
…
Seeing Wang Su attack with his full strength, the expressions of the surrounding people changed, and they couldn't help but feel worried for Mo Qingyun.
"So he's from the Music Rhythm School. No wonder he stepped forward to help Lu Xuanxi."
After learning of Wang Su's origins, Mo Qingyun's expression darkened, and he said in a disdainful tone, "This song can be used to liven things up, but it's still a little lacking if you want to use it to kill someone."
"Such arrogant words. Do you know music as well?"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wang Su's expression darkened, and he retorted to Mo Qingyun.
Primordial Demonic Sound Lute Instrument Talisman, come out!
Mo Qingyun didn't reply to Wang Su's mocking words, and he directly took out the Primordial Demonic Sound Lute Instrument Talisman.
Then, a jade talisman in the shape of a pipa appeared above Mo Qingyun, exuding an obscure aura.
Bzzz …
At the same time, illusory sound waves were released from the Primordial Demonic Sound Lute Instrument Talisman, bombarding the sound wave cavalry.
Clang clang clang …
When the illusory sound waves hit the sound wave cavalry, the sound of weapons clashing rang out, and an astonishing soul storm erupted.
Under the impact of this soul storm, the expressions of the surrounding people changed, and they all retreated.
Pfff pfff pfff …
Some of the weaker cultivators weren't able to dodge in time and were injured mentally. They spat out mouthfuls of blood, and their faces paled.
Following this scene, the expressions of the surrounding people changed. They were shocked by the intensity of the battle between Mo Qingyun and Wang Su.
One had to know that those who could sit in this hall were the strongest of the Tianhun Continent.
And those who could be sent here were either the leaders of their respective factions, or the genius disciples of their respective factions.
But even so, these people were still injured by the battle between Mo Qingyun and Wang Su.
From this, one could see just how intense the battle between Mo Qingyun and Wang Su was.
While everyone was still reeling from the battle between Mo Qingyun and Wang Su, the sound wave cavalry slowly dispersed.
The illusory sound waves didn't slow down in the slightest after defeating the sound wave cavalry, and they continued to bombard Wang Su.
Wang Su's expression changed at the sight of the rapidly approaching sound wave, and he revealed a strong sense of fear.
He could clearly feel that the illusory sound waves contained a frightening amount of soul energy. If he was hit, he would be gravely injured.
It was even possible that these injuries would affect his future cultivation, limiting his future achievements.
Wang Su couldn't care less. He hurriedly shouted to a young man with a golden crown, "Master Guangling, save me!"
"Trash!"
Guang Ling's expression turned cold at Wang Su's request. His eyes flashed with disgust as he spoke with dissatisfaction.
But despite his displeasure, Guang Ling still moved. He drew his sword and slashed at Mo Qingyun.
"You want to meddle in my business?"
Mo Qingyun's lips curled into a sneer as he looked at Guangling, who was slashing at him. His gaze turned gloomy.
Mo Qingyun didn't hesitate. He drew the Colorless Sword and slashed at Guang Ling.
The combination of three sources!
Mo Qingyun slashed casually, and the Colorless Sword bloomed with three colors. It turned into a sharp sword light and slashed at Guang Ling.
"Colorless Sword, you are the one who seriously injured Junior Fellow Apprentice Fang Yuan!"
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