Chapter 137: Gao Fades Away

"Well... Terrifying sword momentum! North Moon Cold... He is worthy of being the strongest person in Chu Mo. Everyone watching the battle stood up excitedly, their eyes wide as they looked at the two people facing each other on the battle platform.

"The Ice and Rain Sword of the Northern Moon Frost is a refinement realm... Gao is too arrogant, I'm afraid I will suffer. A middle-aged elder in his forties on the elder seat, he looked at the terrifying ice rain sword momentum, and involuntarily whispered.

Tian Ze was also in a different color, he didn't expect that Beiyue Han's sword intent would actually transform into a realm, and the power of the countless cold ice sword rain could still clearly feel its horror from such a distance. He is looking forward to facing this kind of 360-degree terrifying offensive with no dead ends, how to resolve Gao Yuanli.

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At the moment when the cold sword rain was close, Gao Yuanli, who seemed to be isolated from the world, finally moved!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang......

He stretched out his hand and stroked it a few times in the air, the gesture was like caressing the guqin in the void, and a layer of cyan air cover instantly appeared around him, and the cold sword rain in the sky collided with the cyan air cover, making a dense explosion sound.

Before everyone came back to their senses, Gao gradually looked at Beiyue Han indifferently, and then flicked it to his chest like lightning, and with his flick, an extremely yang sword light emerged, this sword light was all cyan, less than half an inch thin, no more than three feet long, and instantly passed through the cold sword rain in the sky!

This cyan sword is the stunt 'Yangchun' sword intent of Qin Xian's high and gradual departure! It was the sword of the four sons of the Mo family who stood tall and faced the heroes of the world, as soon as the spring came out, all the sounds in the heavens and the earth disappeared, and even the gray light of the hall turned cyan, and in all the sights, there was only a sword as gorgeous as a meteor......

With an aura of destruction, the Yangchun sword shot through the cold sword rain in the sky, through everything that stood in its way, and shot at the chest of North Han Yue... The sword pierced through his chest and pierced through the stone pillar opposite him before dissipating.

The Yang Chun sword light that was gradually leaving Gao was incredibly fast, but when he ejected the sword qi that was just to the yang and formed the Yang Chun sword light, the entire space and time seemed to slow down, and everyone in the hall clearly saw every inch of its traces.

Ding dong!

Beiyue Han's eyes were full of horror, the Cold Moon Sword in his hand fell to the ground weakly, and he didn't even have time to scream or scream in pain, and his whole body staggered a few steps and fell heavily on the battle platform......

Gao Yanli glanced at Bei Yuehan indifferently, he didn't even take out his weapon, and Bei Yuehan, the strongest man in Chu Mo, was instantly defeated.

The hall was silent for a long time, and the sluggish expression was fixed on everyone's face, they had thought that Beiyue Han would be defeated, but they had never thought that they would be defeated so quickly...... It's so weird.

"Han'er!"

In this silence, a cry of pain sounded, and the head of the Chu Mo family flew violently to the battle platform, hugged Beiyue Han, who was bleeding profusely on the ground, and hurriedly took out an elixir from his sleeve and stuffed it into his mouth.

Beiyue Han's heart was seriously damaged, but it was obvious that Gao Yuanli did not kill him, but just let him recuperate for a few months, and after the head of the Chu Mo family checked his injury, his tense heart calmed down a little.

However, at this time, Beiyue Han, who was taking the pill, suddenly opened his eyes, and the head of the Chu family, who had just relaxed his mind, tensed up again, Beiyue Han, as the master of the Chu Mo Cold Moon Sect, he actually had another identity, the young master of the Beiyue family of the seven major families of the Momen!

The head of the Beiyue family looked at his son's blank eyes, full of gloom, as his father, he naturally knew what he was thinking, Beiyue Han was already invincible in the younger generation of Chu Mo, and even in the face of these masters of the older generation, he had the strength to fight, but he lost too quickly in this battle, and he lost too badly, and the other party didn't even have a weapon... He was defeated in an instant!

The Ice Sword Rain was the strongest sword intent he had realized after more than ten years of cultivation, but under the full force of his exertion, he couldn't stop the other party from flicking his finger power! This blow can be imagined.

"Han'er, it's not a shame to lose to Qinxian... He... He... He is the fourth son of the Mo family, and it is very likely to become the new son of our Mo family. The head of the Beiyue family hugged Beiyue Han and comforted softly.

Bei Yuehan's eyes were still gray, and he didn't react, he looked straight at the white figure on the battle platform, which was indifferent from beginning to end, and his heart was full of frustration and powerlessness.

The hall was still quiet, and at a glance, everyone's expressions were dumbfounded, and they all knew very well the power of the cold ice sword rain that Beiyue Han had used with all his might, and even some elders of the Mo family were very optimistic about him.

However, as the number one master of Chu Mo, the Enlightenment Ice Sword Rain couldn't even stop a finger in Gao Yanli's hand......

Chu Mo's pride was ruthlessly shattered like a bubble.

Chu Mo, who was watching the battle, clenched his fists that trembled a little, and stood up, his eyes were full of disbelief, Beiyue Han was their god of war, the invincible god of war, but he was knocked down by the other party with a flick of his fingers! They simply could not accept such an outcome.

Tian Ze looked straight at the white figure on the battle platform, and his expression became solemn.

The fourth son of the Mo family... That's their terrifying strength! They are the world's leading figures who are pressing this era and all the strong men are raising their heads!

Three years ago, they walked out of the Mo family for the first time and entered the eyes of the world's powerhouses, with the momentum of the world, blocked the four gates of the Baixian Pavilion to accept the challenge of the world's masters, and in three months, countless masters fell, and the prestige of the four sons was real, and they were killed with countless blood!

The black-clothed old man who presided over the big battle and had not had time to step down, he looked at the fallen Beiyue Han and was a little unexpected, after reacting, through a trace of awe in his eyes, he glanced at the white-clothed Shengxue Gao Yuanli on the side, and announced loudly to everyone: "In the second game of the finals, Beiyue Han vs. Gao Yuanli... High fades away from victory! ”

When the old man in black announced the results, everyone was coming back to their senses, and they were all prepared for this, after all, the four sons of the Mo family were really too powerful......

But they were still extremely looking forward to the battle between Beiyue Han and Gao Yuanli, no one else because Chu Mo's first master deserved this expectation, but when Beiyue Han used the cold ice sword rain firepower, he was still easily defeated, and this ending made them a little trance for a while.

"This is the power of the Qin Immortal... It's terrifying! ”

"Senior Brother Gao is really handsome... People like it so much! ”

"Humph! Don't look at your miserable appearance, Senior Brother Gao will take a fancy to you! ”

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"Wow! Senior Brother Gao was just looking at someone's house! I'm dying happily..."

"Shameless... Senior Brother Gao is obviously looking at me!! ”

"It's me..."

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Gao Yanli is like a drop immortal isolated from the world, and the moment he flies off the stage, both the young warrior and the young lady are all overwhelmed, making the entire hall fall into a hustle and bustle.