Blood is splashed in the ring, and the energy is full of energy!

Mo Yun's battle intent was not extinguished, and he suddenly pulled out the Frost Desolation Sword from Xue Qi's chest, and kicked out his right foot in an instant. The swift kick landed on the opponent's lower abdomen, making a muffled sound!

Xue Qi's body shook violently, his face became whiter, and he took a fierce step forward, approaching Mo Yun, and grabbed it fiercely with his left hand. Above the fingers, the sharp edge lingers, drawing ripples in the air. He couldn't imagine that a cultivator who was enough to defeat a second-order sword king would be so seriously injured at this moment, and moreover, he couldn't win this battle!

His heart was already burning with rage!

How long would this kind of battle last, he was already unable to bear it! At this time, he somewhat regretted that he had used the Spirit Rank Sword Technique too early! If he kept it until now, it would be a magic weapon to win!

Being able to cultivate to the pinnacle of sword masters, and to perform spirit level sword skills beyond the ranks, Xue Qi is naturally also talented. Although there is not much residual power in his body, he is still entangled, and he will not stop at all until he kills Mo Yun. Even if his body was already extremely loaded, Xue Qi didn't care! In his heart, there was only endless killing power left for crazy growth!

Mo Yun moved lightly under his feet, and his body lightly dodged Xue Qi's attack. Even if the sword wound on his chest continues to flow hot blood, he will not retreat!

Victory is his goal! Dabi is the champion, he has already locked in, and no one can stop it!

The two were bathed in blood, you came and went, and the battle was fierce. Their murderous intent was shrouded, and a faint mist of blood filled the ring!

"Xue Qi, is this the strength of the ninth-order sword master, come and kill me!" Mo Yun tried his best, roared wildly, clenched the Frost Desolate Sword with both hands, and swept out. His gaze was still there, and in his blood-red pupils, there were flames jumping endlessly, enough to burn his body.

Although he felt that his body was gradually losing control and his reaction was getting slower and slower, Mo Yun did not stop! Before the opponent fell, how could he fall! Before defeating Xue Qi, I would never fall! I will cut off his head with my own hands and forge my prestige!

I'm Mo Yun, I'm not a waste anymore!

He poked his head forward, and a headbutt slammed into Xue Qi's head, and the latter's full kick beckoned to his lower abdomen. The heavy force poured into his body, constantly pounding on his internal organs, and the sharp pain came, and he did not move his brow. At this moment, he has long forgotten the burden of his body, he just needs to fight!

The stimulation of blood aroused his bloodthirsty psychology even more, and the whole person went crazy. Let the attack add to his body, and he will not retreat, because he believes that the opponent will not be able to hold on first!

There was a feeling of tiredness coming from his body, and Mo Yun only felt that it no longer belonged to him, and he didn't listen to it. At this moment, he couldn't wait to fall to the ground and fall asleep immediately, a large amount of blood flowed, making him weak!

The speed of the two became slower and slower, and finally they could not hold on anymore and fell to the ground at the same time.

Mo Yun lay on his back on the ground, greedily breathing in the air. The cool air poured into my heart, and I only felt a hot pain.

Red blood seeped out and spread. He wanted to rest, but a voice was shouting frantically: I can't sleep, I have to fight, the enemy hasn't fallen yet, how can I rest!

His dark eyes turned blood-red, and he suddenly sat up straight, staring at Xue Qi on the side with a calm gaze, and the killing intent was revealed again!

With all the strength of his body, he clenched the Frost Desolation Sword and was about to strike the final blow!

Xue Qi laughed wildly, allowing the wound to crack. He stared at Mo Yun with a hideous and terrifying expression, and roared with great resentment: "Boy, die with me!"

The sky was overcast, and endless black clouds condensed, among which lightning flashed and thundered, and strong winds raged!

Mo Yun's killing intent was still unabated, and he staggered a step forward, and his hoarse voice kept roaring: "Xue Qi, die! Just Tianwei, what can you do to me? If people stop me, I will kill people! If the heavens stop me, I will fight the sky! If the people of the world stop me, I will kill the whole world! Today, you will die, and the sky will not be able to save me! A mere heavenly calamity will not kill me!"

He pointed his sword at the sky, standing proudly, his eyes were clear, staring at the black clouds in the sky.

"Haha! Mo Yun is waiting to die! This is the Heavenly Tribulation for the Sword Master to break through to the Sword King, you have already run out of oil, how can you resist! Zhan Tian, this is the biggest joke I have ever heard!"

Xue Qi slowly sat cross-legged on the ground and laughed happily.

"Who do you think you are! How can a man fight with the heavens and accept his fate, even if you are unharmed, it is impossible to resist the majesty of this heaven and earth! Turn into ashes in front of it!"

"Idiot!" Mo Yun replied.

"It seems that you have cultivated to the point that your head is broken!" Looking back, looking down at Xue Qi, his words were full of pity, "Some battles can be fought with your life, this is courage! Now, you have this kind of means! The name of the ninth-order sword master is just a joke!"

"Even if you invite the catastrophe, you will only lose your own life in vain! Why should this god accept me? My fate is in my own hands, and no one can control it!"

"Perhaps, you didn't expect that I would fight you to this extent! Xue Qi, you are too arrogant! Kill me at all costs, but unfortunately, you have no chance!"

Mo Yun slowly approached, oblivious to the black clouds falling from the sky.

Standing in front of Xue Qi, looking down at the other party, he suddenly smiled: "Xue Qi, you are so pitiful!"

The Sword Xuanzong has a profound background, and he will not take this level of Heavenly Tribulation to heart at all. Sect Master Xu Fenghan's face was calm, and he didn't see the slightest panic, his voice was not loud, but it overwhelmed the rolling thunder in the sky.

"Don't panic, it's just the Sword King Tribulation! Look at your panicked appearance, what kind of system have you become! Now the two are still fighting, if you don't want to challenge, you can leave first! The Tribulation hasn't fallen yet, what's the panic? Something happened, and we're still here!"

Xu Fenghan's words calmed down the restless disciples, and they no longer exclaimed, but continued to watch the competition quietly. Although his face was pale, no one fled!

It wasn't until this situation that Xu Fenghan nodded with satisfaction.

"See, this catastrophe can't fall!" Mo Yun turned around and glanced at the square, looked back and said seriously.

"No one dares to joke with the lives of the disciples of the sect! You Xue Qi are also worthy! So, go die!" Hearing this, Xue Qi's face suddenly turned gray, and his body that was sitting cross-legged also collapsed.

Before he knew it, he had already made a big mistake! Within the sect, how could he provoke the Heavenly Tribulation to come! The Sword Xuanzong could no longer tolerate him!

Xue Qi shook his head and sighed, "I lost!" Immediately, he closed his eyes and waited for the final judgment.

This time, he didn't hesitate, the Frost Desolation Sword contained endless edges and killing intent and slashed from the top of his head.

"Bang!" A large area of blood mist flew, Mo Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he opened his mouth to suck it. A huge suction force is generated out of thin air, enveloping all the blood mist and sucking it into the mouth!

The blood mist disappeared in a few breaths, leaving only a true rank sword weapon!

Ninth Order Great Perfection Sword Master, Xue Qi, die!

Mo Yun closed his eyes, enjoying it very much! Xue Qi was a ninth-order sword master, and there was a lot of power in his flesh and blood, which was absorbed and refined by him at this moment, transformed into sword true power, and recovered nearly half of his strength.

But this scene, when the disciples in the audience saw it, almost everyone was disgusted!

It's cannibalism!

When he opened his eyes, the bloodthirsty light flashed, and the wounds on his body quickly recovered and slowly scabbed. Xue Qi's body contained more power than he had imagined. Originally, when he stepped into the fifth-order sword master, his cultivation was still unstable, but now he is firmly stable, and he even has to improve. He had a hunch that it was not far from entering the sixth-order sword master!

The power contained in the sword cultivator's body was even purer and deeper than that of ordinary pills! Mo Yun used it for refining, but there was no pressure! In the Wu Sword Cave, he absorbed and refined countless sharp qi!

A sharp edge is a sword cultivator! If you want to eat people, he has already devoured an unknown number!

The fierce and majestic gaze swept under the ring, and everyone was already deeply afraid of him. Mo Yun laughed with satisfaction! This is what he wants!

Regaining his strength, he laughed proudly, directly ignoring the heavenly clouds, and his indifferent voice slowly sounded.

"This world is the law of the jungle! He Xue Qi is weaker than me, so he will be refined by me! His strength has been used by me! It is his honor to be able to turn it into my strength and help me challenge my opponent and climb to the peak! Under my white bone seat, there is his name, and that is enough!!"

"You!" said with a finger, word by word, "is there anyone else willing to challenge?"

What are you kidding, even Xue Qi lost his life, and his body flesh and blood were devoured and refined, who still has the guts! At this moment, Mo Yun is fierce and invincible, who dares to be disobedient!

"Hahaha~!But that's it!" In the midst of wild laughter, Mo Yun let out such an exclamation! Obviously, after such a difficult battle of life and death, he could still make such an exclamation! However, no one dared to laugh!

If he is the winner, he has the right to speak!

Xu Fenghan finally nodded with satisfaction, walked a few steps, and looked down at the dense figures under the stage, his voice was cold.

"I announce, Mo Yun, to win this big competition!"

Now, no one dares to raise an objection! Mo Yun's strength has already been fully demonstrated! His arrogant posture has been imprinted in their hearts!

He is an invincible mad demon, a bloodthirsty demon king, and a true king! Among his peers, he has already occupied a place! Except for the demons who can't cultivate, he is the strongest existence!

I don't know when, Mo Zhen'er broke free of Mo Yuanke's wrist and ran quickly towards the ring. The delicate little face like a porcelain doll shows a touching flush, and two ponytails dance in the breeze. The majesty that enveloped heaven and earth was completely ignored by her. In her eyes, there was only a cyan figure.

When Mo Yuanke reacted, it was too late!

Mo Yun smiled lightly, put the Frost Desolate Sword into the ring, and then quietly waited for her to run. His heart was clear and unbelievable! He gained a lot from an unprecedentedly bitter battle! Not only was the experience of the battle more abundant, but also the passion of the battle was surging, which made him want to stop!

His eyes have begun to look forward to the next big war.

Mo Zhen'er didn't care about the blood stains on his body at all, she threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and shouted almost crying: "Brother Mo Yun, I miss you so much!"

He knew that something was melting in his heart!

Gently stroking Mo Zhen'er's head with great pity, Mo Yun whispered to himself: "Why don't I miss you!"

In that family, there are his relatives!

There was a warm current flowing in his heart, and he picked up Mo Zhen'er, who was already ten years old, and his bloodstained face showed a smile that he had never seen before.