This scene was somewhat shocking. Everyone here knew how powerful Jin Mo Hao was, but at this moment, Jiang Xiaofan easily blocked his attack. This really surprised them.
"Let go!"
Jin Mo Hao roared. He struggled with all his might, but it was useless. His hands felt like they were clamped by steel pliers, causing his face to distort in pain.
"Bang … …"
At this time, Jiang Xiaofan made his move again. His right leg moved back and swept out. His movement was as smooth as flowing water. In an instant, his kick landed on Jin Mo Hao's waist. The force was so great that it made people speechless. Jin Mo Hao's body shook violently as he was directly sent flying. Traces of blood instantly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
"I say, Brother Mo Hao, I was just joking. Although you went back on your words and used both hands, it was still reasonable. I don't think you're shameless. Why didn't you dodge?" Jiang Xiaofan once again put on a surprised expression.
Jin Mo Hao's face turned ashen. He wanted to tear this bastard in front of him into pieces. This kind of soft sarcasm was like a big slap on his face, causing him to feel a burning pain.
His eyes were spitting fire. Ever since he started cultivating, he had never suffered such humiliation. His expression became very cold, and a blazing divine splendor rushed out from his body. It was as if thunder was rumbling, and it shook Jiang Xiaofan away. Then, he fiercely punched forward.
But something unexpected happened. Jiang Xiaofan's right hand was covered with a faint golden light. He grabbed Jin Mo Hao's fist and gently clenched it. Like a scarecrow, he suddenly swung Jin Mo Hao up and heavily smashed him on the ground.
"Bang … …"
Smoke and dust rose up as the main stage shook violently. The light on the surface of Jin Mo Hao's body suddenly scattered. He screamed miserably and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. His body twitched for a while.
The surrounding spectators were all stunned. They had never imagined that Jiang Xiaofan would be so ferocious. He had beaten Jin Mo Hao, who was at the 7th Heavenly Layer of Refinement, to the point that he couldn't even fight back.
This wasn't because Jin Mo Hao was weak. On the contrary, he was very powerful. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to defeat so many challengers and hold on until now. All of this was because Jiang Xiaofan's speed was too fast. He didn't even have the chance to use his Mysterious Art.
"You … … Damn it! I'll kill you! "
After being suppressed again and again, Jin Mo Hao was finally enraged. Green light burst out from his body, and a beautiful short sword rushed out from his body. It looked like it was made of jade, and the moment it appeared, it was sharp and full of killing intent. The whole arena was immediately covered by the sharp sword Qi, and the green light flashed, causing people to feel pain all over their bodies.
......
Quite a few people present cried out in surprise as they recognized this Spirit Weapon. It was precisely the flying sword that Zhu Youwei had used to deal with Jiang Xiaofan a month ago. Who would have thought that it would actually appear in Jin Mo Hao's hands right now. It was very obvious that there was a conspiracy behind this, someone wanted to get rid of Jiang Xiaofan.
. Buzz..
The power of a Spiritual Weapon was unimaginable. It could greatly increase the attacking power of the wielder. Jiang Xiaofan was forced to dodge in all directions. He was afraid that he would be hit by the Sword Qi if he wasn't careful. Because it was a very dangerous thing. Although he believed that his physique was already very strong, he still didn't dare to clash head on with the Spiritual Weapon.
Moreover, Jin Mo Hao was obviously stronger than Zhu Youwei. Because of this, he was in a very passive position. His long white robe was cut by the invisible Sword Qi from time to time. Fortunately, it wasn't his first time confronting a Spiritual Weapon. Although he was in a difficult situation, he didn't panic.
"Surnamed Jiang, don't say that I bullied you with my Spiritual Weapon. You can only blame yourself for being too arrogant and provoking someone you shouldn't have!"
Jin Mo Hao smiled coldly. At this point, not only him, but everyone below had already concluded that Jiang Xiaofan was going to lose. Jin Mo Hao was different from Zhu Yunlin. His cultivation was at the seventh layer of Refinement. He could maximize the power of the Spiritual Weapon.
"Looking at your face, I really want to carve a big footprint on your face!" Jiang Xiaofan said disdainfully. At this moment, he no longer suppressed his cultivation. The green brilliance around his body rose sharply. The profound brilliance shrouded the entire main stage. It was so dazzling that people couldn't even open their eyes.
"Boom..
. "A powerful energy storm swept across the stage. Jiang Xiaofan moved. He turned into a green lightning and appeared behind Jin Mo Hao in an instant. With a punch, he sent Jin Mo Hao flying. The sound of bones breaking could be clearly heard throughout the entire stage.
"You want to bully me with just your strength?"
Jiang Xiaofan didn't stop, he rushed out in a flash. He didn't make any unnecessary movements, he just threw a simple and direct punch. Jin Mo Hao, who was still in the air, screamed miserably. One of his arms was twisted, it was obvious that the bones in his arm were broken.
The spectators outside the stage were in an uproar. They felt that this guy named Jiang Xiaofan was simply a human-shaped beast. One must know that Jin Mo Hao's cultivation was at the seventh layer of Refinement. Moreover, he had the help of a Spiritual Weapon. This kind of strength was almost unstoppable. However, he was now being beaten by Jiang Xiaofan like a scarecrow.
"Again!"
Jiang Xiaofan seemed to be addicted to the fight. Under the cover of the green mystic light, he used the Phantom God Steps, circling around Jin Mo Hao, punching and kicking. For a moment, shrill screams resounded in all directions.
"Who is arrogant? Am I as arrogant as you? You actually used a Spiritual Weapon to deal with me. Do I have a grudge with you? You really think this handsome guy is a pushover? If you want to pinch me, then pinch me. I'll kick you to death … "
Jiang Xiaofan, while beating Jin Mo Hao, kept on nagging. The spectators below were speechless as they observed a moment of silence for Jin Mo Hao.
After a quarter of an hour, Jiang Xiaofan finally stopped. He kept on shaking his hand and whispered, "Damn, this guy's skin is really thick. Motherf * cker, it hurts to death."
Although his voice was very soft, the group of people closest to the main stage still heard it. They had the urge to vomit blood on the spot. A powerhouse who had defeated a Seventh Heavenly Layer of the Refinement realm expert was actually waving his hand and crying out in pain after the battle!
"No, this can't be true. I have a Spiritual Weapon in my hand, how could I lose?! This is impossible! "
At the edge of the martial arts stage, Jin Mo Hao's face was bruised and swollen as he roared. His other arm was hanging down, and both of his legs were deformed. His body had obviously suffered many fractures, and the Qingyun Sword had slipped out of his hand.
Jiang Xiaofan gently waved his hand, and the Qingyun Sword in the air was immediately sucked into his hand. He lightly flicked the sword's edge, and an ear-piercing sword cry was heard. He looked at Jin Mo Hao with disdain, "Is a Spiritual Weapon that amazing? It's not a big deal! Your body can't even react to my movements. Even if I give you a peerless saint weapon, you will still end up defeated. "
Jin Mo Hao's face turned snow-white. He knew that Jiang Xiaofan was right. The opponent's speed was too fast, and he couldn't react in time. Even if he could see, his body couldn't react in time. Even if he had the help of a Spiritual Weapon and had an overwhelming advantage, he still couldn't use all of this.
He was a young expert at the seventh layer of the Minute Realm. Even though there were many fractures all over his body, he didn't faint. He looked at Jiang Xiaofan with incomparable resentment, and his intense hatred was overwhelming.
Today, he had lost all his face. Even though he had the cultivation of the seventh layer of the Minute Realm, coupled with the power of a Spiritual Weapon, he was still defeated so miserably. His heart of cultivation was almost broken, and in the future, it would be a hundred times harder for him to improve. He wanted nothing more than to bite Jiang Xiaofan to death, but at this moment, he was seriously injured and couldn't even move.
The entire scene quieted down. There was one person standing on each of the seven stages, and no one else came up to challenge. At this point, the Inner Sect Tournament had ended. Jiang Xiaofan relied on his powerful strength to intimidate everyone and successfully advanced. Ye Yuanxue also obtained victory. She stood in the center of the stage with a sweet smile, and became a picture scroll that captivated countless young geniuses.
"Good! Very good! The seven of you are not bad. Three days later, there will be a special envoy to bring you to the Mental Cultivation Palace Hall. There, you will be assigned to a suitable sect. "
At this moment, a slightly old voice rang out from the void above. Several people nodded their heads, and simultaneously jumped down from the stage. The old man in the air at the front made his move, and shot a seal downwards. The entire stage suddenly overflowed with golden light, and quickly rushed into the sky and disappeared.
Several elders took one last look at the stage below, and then turned into streamers and shot into the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"Little Xue …"
Jiang Xiaofan waved his hand at Ye Yuanxue, and eagerly ran over. Everyone felt a chill, and added a big "pervert" above his head. When they saw Ye Yuanxue revealing a charming and cute smile at him, they added a "wolf" behind the word "pervert".
"Brother Jiang is indeed very strong. I admire you."
The green-clothed man who previously invited Jiang Xiaofan to battle on the stage walked up with a faint smile on his face. His name was Chen Yifeng, and his entire body emitted a scholarly air, and had a kind of affinity.
"Not at all. I was just lucky. Compared to Brother Chen and the others, I am still far from it." Since others treated him with respect, Jiang Xiaofan naturally welcomed them with a smile, and nodded towards the others.
"Brother Jiang is too modest. With such a beauty beside you, I will not disturb you any longer. I will take my leave now. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will definitely spar with you …"
Chen Yifeng bowed towards Ye Yuanxue, and cupped his fist towards Jiang Xiaofan. Jiang Xiaofan returned the greeting, and thought that this guy was really not bad, and knew the ways of the world.
"Jiang Xiaofan, right? Stop right there. Are you trying to seize this young master's Qingyun Sword? Who gave you the guts! "
Just as Jiang Xiaofan and Ye Yuanxue were about to leave, such words suddenly came from behind them. A child in purple appeared, surrounded by a few young men, and Zhu Youwei was among them. His eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at Jiang Xiaofan.
The child in purple was only eleven or twelve years old, but his eyes were very cold. His hands were behind his back, and he had the appearance of an old man as he stared at Jiang Xiaofan.
"It's him! Zhu Yunlin! "
The crowd immediately went into an uproar. Many people who were about to leave stopped. They didn't expect that this person would actually appear!
In the Emperor Heaven Sect, there was no one who didn't know about Zhu Yunlin. It wasn't because he was strong, but because of his genius brother, Zhu Xidao. His identity was far from what Zhu Youwei could compare to. Zhu Youwei was only Zhu Xidao's cousin, but he was Zhu Xidao's younger brother. They had the same father and mother, and Zhu Xidao doted on him a lot.
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