Yue Moqing avoided Yue Moran's gaze quite unnaturally, and turned to look at the figure on the stage, but Yue Moxian was full of embarrassment, lowered her head aggrievedly, and looked at her toes.

"Wouldn't you like that Mo Wuxing?"

Yue Moran saw Yue Moxian's thoughts, and looked a little angry.

"I ......" Yue Moqian wanted to speak and stopped, but under Yue Moqian's gaze, she had to nod helplessly.

"Alas......"

Yue Moran sighed, touched Yue Moqian's hair with her jade hand, and said softly: "Creation makes people, Senior Sister Qian, you can do it yourself." ”

Hearing this, Yue Moqian's eyes turned red, and she swallowed: "I'm sorry Senior Sister, I didn't mean to betray the Shallow Moon Palace, I have always regarded him as Senior Brother Chen, I thought he was just having a hard time, I really don't know if he is not ......"

"Now that you know, what are you going to do?"

"I ......"

"Okay, junior sister, although I can't understand it, I won't blame you. Yue Moran said with a gloomy expression: "If one day, you stand on the opposite side of the Shallow Moon Palace, I will not hesitate to make a move on you, and when the time comes, please don't blame me, junior sister, we have different positions." ”

Yue Moqian's eyes were already wet with tears, and she shook her head sadly: "I won't be a senior sister! I will never do anything to be sorry for the Shallow Moon Palace! I will always be a disciple of the Shallow Moon Palace!"

Yue Moran patted Yue Moqian's shoulder with a complicated expression, and finally refocused his gaze on the stage.

On the stage, Yue Mochen was panting like a cow, and the oscillation of the sea of souls made him suffer.

Mo Buping on the other side was not having a good time, the large amount of blood loss made his face pale, and he could only use the power of spiritual thoughts to suppress the bleeding speed of the wound.

Both of them paused their attacks, facing each other from a distance, but the battle intent in their eyes did not diminish in the slightest due to their respective injuries.

After calming down a little, Yue Mochen stood up straight, raised the long sword in his hand diagonally, and said with a faint smile: "Now, do you still want to persuade me to admit defeat?"

"Why not?"

Mo Buping tightened the broken inner armor, then took out a wooden staff about three feet long from his arms, and said with a smile: "If you only have this ability, then admit defeat as soon as possible!"

Yue Mochen raised his eyelids lazily, flicked the blade of the sword with his right thumb, and said jokingly: "Just now you shouted for me to admit defeat, but what was the result? After so much blood, you still don't know the pain? Dare to be affectionate, do you still want to have a monthly flow in the future?"

"Hahahaha......"

The audience burst into laughter, and even the big people on the rostrum couldn't help laughing.

"This kid's mouth is stronger than a sword. ”

Dugucheng said with a smile, he seemed to enjoy the Mo family's representative eating on stage.

Among the top ten players, Yue Moran, who had just returned to the seat, looked at the figure on the stage, and her eyes flashed.

"It hurts. ”

"Wait for your long hair to reach your waist, and then come to show off the coquettishness. ”

"Beat until you bleed once a month!" ......

At this moment, the figure on the stage gradually coincided with the figure in her heart.

"Little junior brother...... Is it really you?"

Looking at the familiar but unfamiliar smile, Yue Moran in the audience opened her red lips lightly, and muttered with a complicated expression.

On the stage, Mo Buping's expression was cold, and he said angrily: "It seems that I still overestimate you, if you will play tricks, then go down, don't wait and regret it!"

"Come on, then. ”

Yue Mochen stepped out in one step, and took out a few sword flowers, which burst open in mid-air, which was very gorgeous.

"Please, teach me, regret how to write these two words!"

After speaking, the aura in his body soared into the sky, surging, and Yue Mochen's momentum was suddenly several times stronger than before, and then his right hand holding the sword pointed forward, and slashed in the direction of Mo Buping, and a loud bang of his~ sounded directly above Mo Buping.

Everyone looked up and saw a giant sword about ten meters long and nearly one meter wide quickly condensed in mid-air, and then under the exclamation of everyone, it fell towards Mo Buping on the stage!

Mo Buping's expression changed, since the giant sword was condensed, he found that his body suddenly became heavy, as if his strength was bound by the invisible chains of the Dao, and the next moment, he had already felt the sharp qi coming from the giant sword!

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the ground under Mo Buping's feet could no longer withstand the pressure from the giant sword, and exploded, and then collapsed nearly a meter, like a deep sword pit!

Just as a thousand times as a shot, a hideous roar came out of Mo Buping's mouth, and then, a brilliant fire broke out on his body, and a lifelike fiery red tiger soared into the sky, hitting the giant sword that fell in mid-air!

"Spiritual Qi Transformation!?How is it possible!?" "Isn't this month Moyu a spiritual master?Why did he suddenly become a martial artist?"

"Wow, he's a dual cultivator of Lingwu?"

"How is it possible? to break into the finals with spiritual thoughts alone, and the aura is so powerful?"

"That blow just now at least has the cultivation of the Hundred Tribulation Realm, right?"

Everyone in the audience exclaimed, and the fact that Mo Buping suddenly used his aura to transform into a form obviously shocked everyone.

Others don't know, but how can Yue Mochen not know? Yue Moyu was originally a heaven-level martial artist, and he only switched to spiritual cultivation after being taken away by Mo Buping, and it was most normal for Lingwu dual cultivation to appear on him, the only thing that Yue Mochen was surprised was that Mo Buping had cultivated his spiritual energy to the realm of a hundred tribulations so quickly.

This little accident has become the key to the other party's escape, even if Yue Mochen has immediately strengthened, it is still too late.

The tiger rushed straight up, hitting the tip of the giant sword, the giant sword emitted a loud sword sound, and the sword body vibrated endlessly, although it did not collapse, but after such a collision, the lock of the giant sword itself on Mo Buping instantly weakened.

Mo Buping suddenly felt his body loosen, and before the giant sword arrived, his figure fled from the sword pit in a flash.

Just as he escaped from the sword pit, the giant sword fell immediately, and with a loud bang, the giant sword did not enter the stage, and the entire square was still shaken, shaking the sky full of smoke and dust.

"I said, don't think that if you understand the sword intent, you are invincible in the world, you are not the only genius in this world!"

Mo Buping's voice came out of the smoke and dust, and the next moment, his figure had already appeared in front of Yue Mochen!

Yue Mochen only felt a sharp coolness coming, so he moved under his feet, and the whole person flew back.

The next moment, a sword light slammed into the position where Yue Mochen was standing, and the rubble flew.

Yue Mochen walked leisurely, shuttling among the flying rubble.

"Fall...... Thunder Body!"

Offstage, Yue Mo looked at the flexible figure on the stage like light and electricity, and tears flashed in her eyes......