Chapter 2897
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"It's our turn." As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Moze's black robe fluttered. He condensed a sword in his hand and dashed forward like the wind.
Upon hearing Xuanyuan Moze's words, Si Que quickly calmed himself down. He had no time to care about Mu Xin's situation. When he saw Xuanyuan Moze's sword coming at him, he waved his hand and slashed his palm through the air, creating several palm prints. The palm prints struck out and dispersed Xuanyuan Moze's sword Qi. At the same time, he leaned forward and attacked with a swift and fierce palm wind.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The palm wind changed and turned into a fist. The fist force contained a hidden force. Every move was swift and fierce and full of destructive power. It was aimed directly at Xuanyuan Moze. Xuanyuan Moze dodged and retreated. He changed from attacking to defending. His deep eyes were fixed on Si Que's attack, as if he was forced to retreat by Si Que's swift and fierce attack.
Below the stage, Wanyan Qianhua looked at the people on the stage. He looked at Feng Jiu's battle, then looked at Xuanyuan Moze's battle. Compared to Feng Jiu's side, Xuanyuan Moze's side looked like they were being attacked to the point where they couldn't fight back.
Not only did Si Que feel that Xuanyuan Moze was unable to fight back, but even the Four Immortal Masters felt that Xuanyuan Moze's strength was not enough to fight against Si Que. Therefore, they gradually relaxed.
However, just as Si Que forced Xuanyuan Moze to the corner of the stage, Xuanyuan Moze's aura suddenly changed. His body instantly spun forward, sucking in all the aura in the surrounding air. He suddenly struck out with his palm.
"Whoosh!"
Si Que was attacking step by step. When he suddenly saw Xuanyuan Moze's change in attack style, he couldn't help but be shocked. He quickly retreated and condensed a wind blade in his palm.
"Bang!"
The two powerful forces formed by the wind from the two palms collided violently with a loud bang. The airflow spread to both sides, and the two figures took a few steps back at the same time. But the moment they retreated, Xuanyuan Moze's figure shot out like a bolt of lightning. With a tap of his foot, he leaped high into the air, then shot down at a strange speed. The air blade formed by the airflow of spiritual energy carried a powerful pressure as it shot down towards Sir Si Que.
"Hiss! How is this possible! "
Si Que was shocked... How could he move at that speed? He was shocked. He gathered his spirit power in his hands and tried to block the attack. There was a loud bang and his feet sank into the ground. Two deep footprints appeared on the stage and his body was shortened by more than half.
Just as Sir Sique was startled, Xuanyuan Moze instantly grabbed his hand. Xuanyuan Moze flipped to the side, lifted him up, and flung him away.
"Ah!"
He cried out in surprise as his body was flung to a corner and slammed heavily into the stage. The blood and Qi in his body suddenly surged up. As his blood and Qi surged, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Pu!"
Blood dyed the stage red. Everyone on and off the stage was shocked. They were all dumbfounded as they watched the scene unfold on the stage.
How, how was this possible? That was Si Que! He was the strongest Venerable of his generation! He, he …
"Cough cough!"
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