A golden light flew out from Han Yumo's delicate body, it was the Dragon Ball, and it returned to Yuchen's hand.

I saw that there was a wound on Han Yumo's chest, although it did not ooze blood, but it was fatal enough if it was in the outside world. The next moment, Han Yumo's figure disappeared into the virtual space, marking her defeat.

Han Yumo's tall figure slowly walked towards the stone pavilion, his back was quite lonely, like a wounded swan, although his head was lowered, his back was still beautiful.

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense atmosphere was also slightly eased, although Han Yumo was defeated, but although he was defeated, Yuchen, as the first seed disciple of the Dragon Palace, was naturally extremely strong, and with a divine weapon such as the Dragon Ball in hand, how many people in the younger generation of the True Martial Continent dared to compete?

Yuchen also walked out of the virtual space, looked at Han Yumo's lonely back, and said, "Why did you keep your hand at the last moment?"

Han Yumo paused, slowly turned his body and replied: " I thought I must win you, in order to prove that I am not worse than you, but at the moment when we finally fought, the moment I saw your beautiful face up close, I suddenly thought that Xiao Fan and I were not people of the same world, when he abandoned the Demon Continent, he was a decent disciple, and I was the saint of the Holy Demon Sect, in the eyes of decent people, I was originally a witch, and now in the Zhenwu Continent, he is still a decent disciple, and I am a disciple of the Demon Monarch Mountain, as a half-demon sect, I was originally rejected by other sects, I believe that his master will not agree to the two of us together, maybe between you and me, you are the most suitable for himYou have to treat him well!"

Han Yumo turned around and left, his figure still lonely.

"Don't worry, I'll treat him well!"

Yuchen stood in place, silently saying in her heart, she knew how powerful Han Yumo's last move was, if the two of them really went all out, they might not be able to win the final victory.

Xiao Fan also looked at Han Yumo's side covered by green silk, looking extremely haggard, and there was an inexplicable faint pain in his heart, although he saw that there was an exchange between the two women in the end, but when Yuchen returned to him, he didn't ask.

"Yumo, don't worry, I will meet that woman named Yuchen in the semifinals, and I will definitely avenge you!"

Mo Yi saw Han Yumo walk alone to an empty stone pavilion and sit down, and immediately walked over.

"You don't have to worry about my own business!"

After Han Yumo finished speaking coldly, he left alone and left the Lingxiao Hall in full view of everyone.

"Damn, if it weren't for the blood of the succubus clan that you have, would I be so compromised? Hmph, when you become Lao Tzu's crotch plaything, you will definitely be worse off than dead!"

Mo Yi was ruthless in his heart, his fists clenched 'creak', Han Yumo snubbed him again and again, with his arrogant personality, he was naturally extremely angry, he was not chasing out, after all, it was time for him to play in the next competition.

In the last game of the quarterfinals, Mo Yi played against Li Haotian.

Mo Yi's mood was extremely bad, he was very impatient, the black war knife in his hand suddenly slashed out, a domineering black sword qi slashed out, and the space between the shots trembled slightly.

Li Haotian frowned slightly, the long sword behind his back suddenly came out of its sheath, and a pure sword light pierced through the sky, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, slashing together with the sword qi of black qi, the two forces canceled out, turning into a sharp fluctuation, cutting off a towering mountain peak.

The swords of the two collided together, making a huge sound of metal clashing, and the four eyes met at close range, and the killing machine surged.

"Heavenly Demon Battle Qi!"

After some confrontation, the two separated and retreated at the same time, Mo rebelled angrily, the black qi of the whole body surged, the demonic qi became a momentum, the whole person turned into a heavenly demon, the breath climbed abruptly, and a slash, the demonic qi danced wildly, rolling in, dyeing the entire sky black.

"Flame Sword Codex!"

Li Haotian was also not afraid, the blade of the sword was covered with the color of flames, raised it to the sky, and burst out in a circle of sword momentum, turning a large area of black sky into a red color, as if burning in the sky, burning the sky and destroying the earth.

Mo reversed a knife, and the rolling demonic qi permeated the surroundings, like a heavenly demon descending to earth, murderous, on the other hand, Li Haotian also turned into a god of fire, and a sea of fire was conjured around him, forming a confrontation with the black demonic qi in the sky.

The sword light and sword shadow, the two fought fiercely together, the black sword and the fire-colored sword came and went, everything in the virtual space was destroyed, and even the transparent enchantment light wall was full of cracks, which showed how fierce the battle between the two was.

Mo Yi slashed out a huge tornado of black demonic qi condensation, which was condensed with sharp sword qi, which was enough to crush dozens of martial artists in the Gathering Peak Realm, and spun and pounced on Li Haotian.

Li Haotian's figure swung his sword and came to the sky above the demonic energy tornado, the sword light fell layer by layer, and the firelight was like a meteorite falling into the sky, rushing into the demonic energy tornado.

The fire-colored sword light can incinerate everything, and after entering the demonic tornado, it suddenly explodes, incinerating the entire tornado, and the two cancel each other out.

The demonic energy condensed by Mo Wei still did not disperse, rushing towards the other party, Li Haotian waved his sword to meet him, the two fought extremely fiercely, and fought dozens of moves in an instant, you come and go, constantly moving in the virtual space, ethereal, and the speed is incredible.

After another hundred moves, Li Haotian suddenly increased his speed, his figure was as fast as lightning, and the sword light flashed with spark-like sword qi, slashing through Mo Yi's abdomen, and the wound was extremely deep.

Mo Yi was even more angry, roared angrily, his breath suddenly doubled, and he swung the knife in both hands, and slammed it with Li Haotian's long sword fiercely, only to hear the crisp collision sound of 'bell bell' echoing in the virtual space.

Li Haotian avoided the opponent's sword, his wrist flipped, and the sword hit Mo Yi's shoulder again like electricity, at this time Mo Yi had already hit the opponent's seven swords, although they were not too heavy, but they were also in severe pain.

Mo Yi's face remained unchanged, and he didn't care that his left shoulder was injured, the knife suddenly accelerated several times, and between the flashes of black light, he couldn't catch it with his eyes, and it broke through Li Haotian's defensive air shield like a broken bamboo and cut off his left arm.

There was no bleeding, but the pain was not lighter than in the outside world, Li Haotian's face was hideous, but his consciousness still maintained a trace of sobriety, and he immediately retreated, and opened a distance of hundreds of meters from the other party.

In just an instant, the situation was completely reversed, and it began to be beneficial to Mo Wei.

"If you dare to cut off my arm, you will never spare it, and look at my Heavenless Sword Technique!"

Li Haotian's handsome face became extremely distorted, and he condensed the strength of his whole body into his right arm and slashed it away with a sword.

The sword qi of this sword is intangible in the form, there are no rules in the rules, there are no constraints, lawlessness, outside the rules of the Heavenly Dao, and it does not even exist in all things in the world, it is the only sword technique in the world, and the sword art of the Holy Sword Sect is the same, as if only the immortal god has a divine skill.

Li Haotian is also the only kendo genius in the world, even in the Holy Sword Sect, there is no such amazing kendo seedling, otherwise he would not be recognized by all the senior martial artists as being on a par with Xiao Fan, Han Yumo and Nie Qinghong, becoming the four great young genius swordsmen in the world.

The Heavenless Sword Technique is also known as the Heavenless Sword Intent, no moves, no rules, no sword momentum, only the Sword Intent, mastering this sword technique is only extremely talented, relying on self-comprehension, so even if the sword technique is obtained by the Holy Sword Sect, there must be only a handful of people who can successfully cultivate it, and Li Haotian is so young, he has already cultivated this sword technique and comprehended the Heavenless Sword Intent, which shows that his talent is superb, and the four young genius swordsmen in the world are worthy of his name.

"Demon Slayer Blade!"

In the face of Li Haotian's terrifying sword intent, Mo Yi's face couldn't help but change, and without hesitation, he immediately took out his killer weapon, dancing wildly with long hair, as if he had become an emperor who ruled the world, his breath was bursting, the world was big, and he was the only one.

A black sword qi broke through the air, unpretentious, exuding the might of a king, domineering and unparalleled, vowing to destroy the sky.

The invisible sword qi and the domineering black sword light were intertwined, and even the space was clearly cracked, and the hollow absorbing power sucked the broken flying sand and stones into it, and it couldn't be reunited for a long time.

The mad demon sword qi condensed but did not disperse, slashing vertically and horizontally, all the way up, cutting through the faint gaps in the space, and the strength was still undiminished, and finally broke through Li Haotian's defensive qi cover, destroying him into a pool of blood, sprinkled in the air.

The invisible sword qi was also driven straight in, and the space trembled all the way, although the power of the mad demon sword qi was much smaller, it also broke through Mo Wei's defensive qi cover, and pierced into his chest, leaving a deep hole.

Li Haotian was killed in one fell stab, and the final victory belonged to Mo Wei.

A thin layer of sweat also oozed from Mo Yi's forehead, Li Haotian has never cultivated the Wutian Sword Intent to the highest level, otherwise it is enough to penetrate his chest, and he can also kill himself, no matter what, he is still a little too big, if he uses a more powerful killer weapon, he will not have to win so hard, but he thinks that he will have to face Ling Chen next, and he is determined to win this year's young king, so it is not appropriate to expose too much chassis, just this knife is enough to kill Li Haotian.

Li Haotian didn't disagree too much, because even if he was given another chance, he still couldn't stop Mo Yi's sword that vowed to destroy the sky, so he didn't complain about his defeat, he turned around and walked out of Lingxiao Hall directly.

His temperament is already arrogant, although he accepts defeat, but he is still defeated, so naturally he has no face left.

Wutian Venerable didn't speak, and he didn't bother to look at the arrogant Mad Demon Sword Monarch, but he didn't have any intention of blaming Li Haotian, when he was the age of Li Haotian, his strength was not as good as his apprentice, and he was still defeated, it can only be said that Mo Wei is too powerful, comparable to the existence of an anti-genius, naturally it is not theorized by common sense.

It is rare to see an anti-genius for a thousand years, but in this era, it is actually a prosperous era of martial arts, a hundred years ago, there was a veritable anti-genius Chen Xiujie, and now it has only been a hundred years, and there has been a strange rebellion comparable to the former again.

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