Mo Li's face was slightly stunned, and the next moment his body had already come to the arena.

Mo Li was opposite, and Xiahou Quan's figure slowly emerged.

"Xiahou Quan......"

Below the arena, Li Motian snorted coldly, with a lot of disgust on his face.

is also the Eight Great Heavenly Pride, Li Motian and Xiahou Quan naturally have a lot of intersections, and they also have a lot of fights.

Li Motian himself is quite easy-going, and even if he stands on the opposite side of others, he rarely has a disgust for him, but this Xiahou is one of the people he rarely dislikes.

Not only him, but Chen Yun also looked at Xiahou Quan with an unhappy face.

The reason is very simple, Xiahou Quan's personality is too bad.

Xiahou Quan once killed a monk because the monk walked in front of him, but anyone could walk that avenue, and no one recognized him as Xiahou Quan at that time.

He also robbed a beautiful nun and killed her partner.

Xiahou Quan had done countless things similar to these two things, just to follow his heart.

And relying on the Xiahou family behind him, as well as his own super talent, no matter how much Xiahou does this kind of thing, no one dares to trouble him.

Because Xiahou Quan is very smart, he does these things to find soft persimmons to pinch.

Naturally, Xiahou Quan's reputation was completely ruined, whether it was in the eyes of ordinary monks or in the eyes of the Eight Great Heavenly Masters of the same level.

However, unlike ordinary monks, several people who were in the same Eight Great Heavenly Glory had a direct attitude towards Xiahou Quan.

Especially Li Motian, he was extremely disdainful of Xiahou Quan's approach, and the two fought many times because of this.

Although it was all up to the point, it also showed that the relationship between the two was extremely tense.

Chen Yun sneered: "I hope the young sect master can teach him a good lesson!"

Li Motian nodded: "Xiahou Quan should also increase his memory, not everyone can mess with him!"

Xiahou Quan was in the Tianji Small World about their departure from the alliance, and Lin Wu had already informed everyone who had left the alliance.

Chen Yun and Li Motian knew that their young sect master was not a kind and good-hearted person, and Mo Li would not be soft on a scum like Xiahou Quan.

"The result?"

Bai Qian glanced at the two people in the field and asked lightly.

As for the person who could make him speak in such an equal tone, there was only one person in the entire room.

Yue Ling didn't hesitate, and her red lips opened lightly: "Xiahou is all defeated." ”

If you let others know what Moon Spirit thinks, I'm afraid you will be shocked.

Because except for a few people, everyone thought that the winner would be Xiahou Quan.

In their cognition, Mo Li's name only appeared on the first place on the initial list, and everyone knew very little about him. However, Xiahou Quan's name has long been resounding in the Eastern Regions, and he is one of the eight recognized Tianjiao in the Eastern Regions, and there is a powerful Xiahou family behind it.

In everyone's minds, the two are completely incomparable.

On the arena, the look of surprise on Xiahou Quan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a deep excitement.

He licked the corners of his mouth, and his smile was a little hideous: "It's really a narrow road!"

Mo Li said lightly: "I met a scum like you in the first battle, and I didn't expect it." ”

Xiahou didn't smile at all, and there was endless depth in his voice: "What did you say!"

Mo Li suddenly laughed: "It's the first time I've seen someone who wants to hear how others scold themselves, you're really cheap!"

Hahaha!

Everyone who left the alliance laughed, and at this time, Xiahou Quan's appearance was really a little cheaper.

"Good

Good, you're good!"

Xiahou Quan laughed angrily, but his voice became more and more cold: "Don't think that if you have the identity of the young sect master of the alliance, I won't dare to make a move on you!"

Mo Li said helplessly: "I cleaned you up on Xuanji Mountain, and now I have to clean you up, it's really dirty my hands." ”

The words of the two made everyone in the audience a little stunned.

Mo Li is the young sect master who left the alliance?

Before everyone could react, there was a new change in the arena.

Rumble!

Unable to keep calm any longer, Xiahou Quan's breath exploded.

"Mo Li, I don't know what dirty means you used to get the first place in Xuanji Mountain, today I will debunk you and let the world see that the so-called strongest talent in the Eastern Regions, the so-called young sect master of the Alliance, is just a piece of shit!"

Boom!

The right foot kicked the ground hard, and the distance of miles came in an instant.

The spirit knife had already fallen in his hand, and Xiahou Quan made an arc in the air, slashing down from Mo Li's head.

The powerful aura was not concealed in the slightest, and the surging spiritual power did not stop at all, frantically pouring into the blade.

The space beneath the knife left a scratch that continued to extend as the tip of the knife advanced.

The space of the Middle Continent is far stronger than that of the Eastern Continent, and allowing the space of the Middle Continent to produce such a scene is enough to prove how strong Xiahou Quan's knife is.

"Give me death!"

Xiahou Quan roared angrily, and the killing intent shrouded Mo Li.

The rules did not say that he could not kill, he wanted to kill Mo Li and declare his strength to the world.

"Ground level spirit knife, slash the sky!"

Everyone looked at the spirit knife in Xiahou Quan's hand with envy, especially those sword path monks.

The earth-level spirit knife, that is a spiritual weapon that only the genius disciples of the big sects can have, and in the rest of the sects, only the elders and sect masters with the highest status in the sect can have it.

This is the biggest difference between the big forces and the small forces, resources and heritage.

Mo Xuan sighed, he didn't even have a ground-level spiritual weapon.

However, this did not prevent him from cleaning up Xiahou Quan!

Airplanes!

The Soul Devouring Sword appeared in his hand, gently shaking the space.

The gap between the aura of the spirit level spirit treasure and the breath of the ground level spirit treasure was suddenly reflected at this moment.

The aura of the Soul Devouring Sword was almost completely suppressed by the slash.

But that's it, the Soul Devouring Sword, which looked extremely weak, slashed through a perfect arc and lightly picked up the hollow blade.

"With your spirit level spirit weapon, you also want to compete with my slashing sky!"

Xiahou's face was hideous, and his face was full of disdain.

Bite!

The swords collided, and endless blades erupted from above the slashing sky, slicing wildly above the body of the Soul Devouring Sword.

The Soul Eater trembled, moaning in the air as if it were crying.

At this moment, the slash has the upper hand.

Just when everyone thought that the confrontation of this blow would end in Mo Li's defeat, the Spirit Devouring Sword suddenly changed, turning into black and white and wrapping around Mo Li's hands.

Although the appearance of the Soul Devouring Fist caused some surprise, it did not make everyone change their minds at all.

Even if it is transformed into a fist glove, it is still just a spirit level spiritual weapon.

Without the obstruction of the Spirit Devouring Sword, there was no obstacle in slashing the air, and it slashed straight towards Mo Li's head.

Let the earth-level spirit weapon slash on the body, even the Nirvana Realm or even the Creation Realm powerhouse is unbearable, let alone a Lingfu Realm monk.

Just as the slash was about to fall on top of Mo Li's head, Mo Li's right hand gently held the blade of the slash.

"Look for death!"

The thought arose in everyone's hearts.

The hollow blade was enough to cut the glove off along with Mo Li's hand.

Bite!

The next moment, the crisp crash sounded again, but to everyone's surprise, the scene they had imagined did not happen.

The slash and the Soul Devouring Fist are firmly counterparted, and they can't advance an inch!

Xia Houquan's face became a little ugly, and the hand that blocked the air was as heavy as a mountain, which made him extremely frightened.

As if he didn't believe in evil, Xiahou picked up and slashed the air with both hands, and the blade of the knife slashed around his body with the rotation of his body, and shouted: "Tiangang Eighteen Knives!"

The powerful knife slashed down with a bang, and the blade of the knife groaned continuously, echoing throughout the arena.

"Tiangang Eight Swords, the top ground-level martial arts of the Xiahou family!"

Everyone's hearts trembled, the earth-level spirit knife combined with the top ground-level sword skills, coupled with Xiahou Quan's strong strength as the backing, who dared to say that they could easily take it except for Yue Ling and Bai Qianleng present!

Sure enough, after seeing Xiahou Quan use this trick, even Meng Wuxin and Baili Feng were a little dignified.

Tiangang Eight Swords, one knife is stronger than the other, the terrifying power plus the continuous attacks, superimposed to the final eighth knife, is enough to make Xiahou Quan walk sideways under the Nirvana Realm.

"Tiangang Eight Blades, Heavy on Potential!"

Yue Ling explained softly to the many disciples of the Wind Thunder Pavilion: "The momentum of one sword is already extremely powerful, under the continuous eight swords, the momentum will continue to superimpose, if you take a step back in the face of any of these eight swords, you will completely fall into the rhythm of the caster." ”

Many disciples of the Wind Thunder Pavilion were extremely shocked when they heard this, even in the Wind Thunder Pavilion, such martial arts were very rare.

After understanding the horror of this martial art better, the disciples of the Wind Thunder Pavilion all set their eyes on Mo Li.

They wanted to see what this young sect master who had left the alliance would do?

Boom!

Finally, the hollow blade slashed Mo Li's right palm, and a deep voice resounded through the space.

Xiahou's pupils shrank, and Mo Li didn't move.

"Second cut!"

Just like before, Xiahou picked up and slashed the air and cut it down again.

This time, the momentum is stronger, the force is greater!

Boom!

A louder, muffled sound rang out.

Mo Li didn't move, and almost no one noticed that the right hand wrapped in the black Spirit Devouring Fist was covered with a faint earthy yellow light film.

It seemed to everyone that Xiahou Quan's knife was slashed on the Spirit Devouring Fist, but in fact, it was only slashed on the earthy yellow light film.

"The third knife!"

Boom!

"Fourth Knife!"

"Fifth Knife!"

"Sixth Knife!"

Xiahou Quan's angry voice echoed in the arena, and the increasingly powerful knife slashed without stopping.

But what made people stunned was that Mo Li just stretched out his right hand, and Ren Xiahou, who had a calm face, slashed at it.

And, not moving.

"Seventh Knife!"

Boom, a knife that made everyone's hearts tremble slashed at Mo Li's right hand again.

"Impossible!"

Xiahou Quan was like seeing a ghost, his eyes were bloodshot: "Eighth Knife!"

used all the strength of the whole body and urged the spiritual power of the whole body.

Xiahou Quan's last sword, without making the slightest sound, quietly slashed on Mo Li's right hand.

Bite!

The dull low sound turned into a crisp crashing sound, and Mo Li's expression, which had been extremely calm, finally flashed a trace of surprise.

But, that's all.

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