Chapter 2245
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Looking at Mo Qingshan's gloomy face, Feng Wuchen couldn't help but want to laugh.
With the help of the Art of Oblivion, Feng Wuchen's superficial sword wounds had already healed.
Even though he was suppressed by Mo Qingshan, Feng Wuchen was very calm at this moment.
"What? You think you can defeat me just because you've recovered? "Mo Qingshan said disdainfully. His eyes narrowed slightly as a cold light flashed past.
"Yes, you're right." Feng Wuchen nodded slightly.
Feng Wuchen really dared to answer.
The experts of the Dragon Temple and the Divine Pagoda looked at each other in confusion. They didn't understand where Feng Wuchen's confidence came from.
If it was any other means, they believed that Feng Wuchen could easily crush Mo Qingshan. Now that the truth was in front of them, could Feng Wuchen take out a sword art stronger than the Fleeting Phantom Sword Art?
Mo Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "Haha! Feng Wuchen, you really disappoint me more and more. I feel that it's a shame to fight with you now. You only blocked three of the thirty-six moves just now. The other thirty-three moves are all on you.
"You blocked each of my moves clumsily. You didn't know the profound meaning of each move at all. You have no sword intent. I really don't know what qualifications you have now."
The truth was in front of them, but Feng Wuchen refused to admit it.
"He really dares to say that. Does he have any shame? There are so many people watching. Does he think we're blind? Admit defeat and get out of here. Don't embarrass yourself here! "
"It's already a blessing for you to be able to see the Young Master's sword art. You can't even block one move. How dare you say you can defeat the Young Master?"
"Aren't you just afraid of losing? Aren't you afraid that we'll ruin your reputation if we tell others? Get out of here. We promise we won't tell anyone. I'll give you some face, Lord Feng. Get out of here. "
The disciples of the Sun Moon Divine Hall scolded in disdain, as if they could pinch Feng Wuchen to death at any time.
Mo Yufeng said disdainfully, "The Lord Feng whose might shook the seven God Realms is nothing special."
"Idiot!" Feng Wuchen glanced at the Sun-Moon Temple disciple and couldn't help but curse.
"Feng Wuchen, why bother? You're just asking to be humiliated. I can understand why you don't want to admit defeat. After all, you're the Lord Feng who's renowned throughout the seven Divine Realms, aren't you? Seeing that you are a guest elder of the divine pagoda, I will give you a chance, "Mo Qingshan said proudly. He had already treated Feng Wuchen as a joke.
Everyone in the Sun-Moon Temple sighed with emotion. Their Young Master was indeed magnanimous.
Mo Qingshan's words were very jarring to the ears of the people of the Dragon God Temple.
Not only did they steal the limelight, but they could also belittle and insult Feng Wuchen.
"Okay." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, not caring at all about Mo Qingshan's belittling and insulting.
Mo Qingshan shook his head and said, "Feng Wuchen, I really feel sorry for you. After today, there will be no Lord Feng in the seven Divine Realms!"
A threat! A naked threat!
Feng Wuchen's face was cold. "Sometimes, when you give too much face, even a dog thinks it's a lion."
"What did you say?" Mo Qingshan was furious. His fierce eyes stared at Feng Wuchen like a fierce tiger.
Could Feng Wuchen not see the truth? Even at death's door, he still dared to speak rudely.
"Mo Qingshan lost." Ye Jianying suddenly said.
"Lost?" Ling Xiaoxiao and the others couldn't help but look at Ye Jianying in shock. They didn't know why Ye Jianying suddenly said that.
"Feng Wuchen couldn't block Mo Qingshan's thirty-six moves just now. Mo Qingshan actually didn't see it." Ye Jianying shook his head slightly and didn't say anything else.
What did he mean?
Since it wasn't that he couldn't block it, why didn't Feng Wuchen block it?
In front of so many people, didn't he feel embarrassed?
"What's going on?" Feng Zheng Xiong was very confused.
"Master, disciple doesn't understand what you mean." Yang Mei Er looked at Ye Jianying in confusion.
Ye Jianying said indifferently, "You'll know in a while."
Everyone's eyes fell on Feng Wuchen again. They all wanted to know how Feng Wuchen would defeat Mo Qingshan.
"Such a powerful sword technique in your hands is a waste." Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"You're courting death!" Mo Qingshan roared and shot out with the divine sword in his hand.
Mo Qingshan wouldn't show mercy anymore!
Mo Qingshan shot out his sword. The divine sword left his hand and shot out with the power to pierce through heaven and earth. It was so fast that the divine sword's shadow couldn't be seen.
This sword contained the essence of the Fleeting Phantom Sword Technique. It was domineering and gave people a feeling of invincibility.
In front of this sword, all opponents had to kneel down!
Whoosh!
Feng Wuchen smiled coldly and also shot out his sword. The Dragon God Sword left his hand, and the move was exactly the same as Mo Qingshan's.
"What?" Mo Qingshan's face changed, and his eyeballs almost fell out.
"As expected!" Ye Jianying's face was filled with shock and disbelief again.
"Did I see it wrong? Big Brother Feng's sword move is exactly the same as Mo Qingshan's! "Liu Qingyang exclaimed with his eyes wide open.
"Could it be that Long Er …" As if he thought of something terrible, Long Tianchou was stunned.
"Too amazing! If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it. "Emperor Destruction smiled bitterly.
The Sun-Moon Temple was also stunned.
That's right!
Feng Wuchen's sword was exactly the same as Mo Qingshan's, but it was also different!
Feng Wuchen's sword was extremely terrifying. It shocked everyone from their souls. The essence of the sword technique was several times stronger than Mo Qingshan's.
Mo Qingshan's sword was domineering and fierce.
Feng Wuchen's sword was gentle but swift.
"Ding!"
"Buzz buzz!"
In the blink of an eye, the two swords collided. A sharp and ear-piercing sound pierced one's eardrums, and an extremely terrifying sword light swept out in all directions with an imposing aura like a tsunami. Everywhere it passed, towering mountains turned into ashes and dissipated, and the space shook violently.
It was not over yet.
"Pfft!"
At the moment of collision, Mo Qingshan's expression changed. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the divine sword was sent flying.
The sword move was exactly the same, but the difference in power was like heaven and earth!
Mo Qingshan was powerless!
"Impossible!" Mo Qingshan shouted in horror. In his frightened eyes, the Dragon God Sword enlarged rapidly.
When the tip of the Dragon God Sword was half an inch away from Mo Qingshan's forehead, it suddenly stopped.
That was because the Dragon God Sword was already in Feng Wuchen's hand.
Mo Qingshan looked at Feng Wuchen, who was smiling coldly in front of him, dumbfounded.
Illusion?
It was not an illusion! It was real!
The entire space was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Everyone's face was filled with shock and disbelief.
"You … How do you know the Fleeting Phantom Sword Art?" Mo Qingshan asked after being stunned for a long time.
"I just learned it." Feng Wuchen grinned, revealing two white teeth.
"Boom!"
As soon as Feng Wuchen said that, Mo Qingshan's mind went blank.
He could defeat Mo Qingshan with a sword technique he just learned? And it was a serious injury?
"You don't believe me?" Feng Wuchen asked with an evil smile.
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