Chapter 2887
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Looking at the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but widen their eyes in astonishment.
That Qi blade came from Xuanyuan Moze's hand and slashed across the Supremacy's face. That slash left a deep gash on his face and fresh blood spurted out, making his entire face look somewhat ferocious.
That Supremacy seemed to be in disbelief and stopped for a moment. He raised his hand to touch his wounded cheek. The pain on his cheek and the blood on his hand made him want to kill someone.
"Xuanyuan Moze! I'd like to see how you're going to die! "
His voice was gloomy, and a murderous aura surged out from his body. It was expressed in his voice, his eyes, and his actions.
A bright and sharp blade appeared in his hand. He held it in a reverse grip, gritted his teeth, and changed his pace and figure to attack. The reverse grip of the blade in his hand drew out several blade shadows in an instant. His attack was mixed with a raging fighting spirit, so his speed was also increased.
Xuanyuan Moze remained unarmed as the other party brandished their swords. Xuanyuan Moze, who originally had the upper hand in the battle, gradually fell into a disadvantageous position as the other party attacked like a madman. There were several times when the other party's swords almost stabbed him in the vital areas.
Fengjiu watched from the side. His gaze moved slightly, and the evil charm on his face disappeared. What replaced it was a cold and sharp expression.
The people from the four sects below were all stunned. They didn't make a sound. They only saw that the black-robed man called Xuanyuan Moze had slashed that Supremacy's face. Such a deep wound would probably leave a scar even if it healed.
What shocked them even more was that the Supremacy had actually taken out a weapon. He was actually trying to use the sword in his hand to injure Xuanyuan Moze? In this way, even if he won, it wouldn't be honorable.
"Immortal Monarch, should we ask them to stop? If this continues, I'm afraid … "A Supremacy said. He couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene.
"There's no hurry. Their strength is still being stimulated. Let them fight!" A Immortal Monarch said and waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to say more.
Fengjiu glanced at those people and saw that they were all watching with great interest. They were treating this battle of life and death as a show. She curled her lips and sneered silently.
In front of her, the sound of robes being torn was heard. Fengjiu looked over and saw that Xuanyuan Moze's robes had been slashed. Perhaps it was because his skin wasn't injured, and there wasn't any blood.
At this moment, she saw that when Xuanyuan Moze leaned forward to fight, he kicked the blade in his opponent's hand. The blade was tossed into the air and then fell on the stage. of the Supremacy of the Supremacy's attack.
The Venerable One whose blade was kicked was enraged. He lunged forward in an attempt to fight in close combat, but Xuanyuan Moze kicked him in the ribs. Even Feng Jiu, who was standing at the side, could faintly hear the sound of bones breaking. The cracking sound was extremely clear.
"Ah!"
A miserable shriek rang out as the Venerable One was kicked off the stage by Xuanyuan Moze, and he fell towards the crowd of cultivators and disciples below who were dumbfounded by what they saw.
"Hiss! Supremacy! "
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