Duan Changqing was still more concerned about Mo Lun's way of playing together, he didn't want to hurt a disciple, especially a new disciple. So when he saw Mo Lun slamming the silver sword and golden hammer at him regardless of his own attack, Duan Changqing moved under his feet, and his body retreated ten zhang away, dodging one of Mo Lun's attacks.

However, the movement of his hand did not stop, while he retreated, there was an extra black spear in his hand, his arm was sent forward, and the sharp tip of the spear stabbed straight at Mo Lun's chest, Mo Lun saw the tip of the gun flash, and the golden hammer in his right hand swept horizontally, blocking his chest, and with a bang, a ball of sparks splashed up between the two people, Mo Lun took five steps backwards in the air, and Duan Changqing only took three steps back. But at the same time, the silver sword in Mo Lun's left hand swept sideways to Duan Changqing's right side, and he felt a spiritual power coming from the right side, and it was too late to retreat, so he could only be in a hurry, so he fell backwards, and a cold light flashed in front of his eyes.

This time, no one took advantage, although Mo Lun took five steps back, Duan Changqing took three steps back, but Duan Changqing dodged Mo Lun's sword to the ground and was even a wolf, although he was not injured, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was Mo Lun who took advantage. But only Mo Lun knew that it was his own spiritual weapon that took advantage.

Duan Changqing is not a master who can be slaughtered by others, just when he fell to the ground and dodged Mo Lun's silver sword, the spear in his hand had already shot out, and went straight to Mo Lun's chest, this is the attack in the defense. Of course, Mo Lun would not be naïve to think that a single sword could defeat Duan Changqing, so the golden hammer in his right hand was never withdrawn, and it was always blocked in front of his chest. No matter how powerful the opponent's attack is. It was also impossible to get through his golden hammer into his ribcage.

So when he saw the black spear shooting at him. He didn't panic, he just met the golden hammer with one hand, but Duan Changqing used all his strength for this shot, and after a crisp sound, the golden hammer moved backwards by a foot, and it was about to hit Mo Lun's chest, and with a muffled sound, the golden hammer hit the shell of the six-eyed tarantula. The shell of the six-eyed tarantula was pressed tightly against Moren's chest.

At this time, the colorful light seal was full of color, completely enveloping the shell of the golden hammer and the six-eyed sky wolf spider in it, without any abnormal movement. Mo Lun was also taken aback, Duan Changqing's strength was also greater, his golden hammer weighing ten thousand catties was knocked out so far by him, if he didn't have the shell of the six-eyed sky tarantula, and there was no colorful diamond body, he would have to be hit by his own golden hammer and vomit blood.

Just as Mo Lun was defending, Duan Changqing had already gotten up from the ground. The jet-black spear was back in his hands, and he knew it. The opponent has a golden hammer in his hand, and his spear can't play any role at all, but for a strong man at the peak of the late stage of the transformation of the god, there must be many means, I saw his hands in the air with a flick, and the jet-black spear turned into a pair of whirlwind axes, which had a handle in the middle, and were surrounded by half-moon-shaped blades. Mo Lun knew that this kind of spiritual weapon could change its trajectory at any time, and it depended on the user's ability to control it.

This is a relatively light spiritual weapon, and the silver sword and golden hammer in Mo Lun's hand are relatively clumsy, and it is not easy to deal with this kind of low-level artifact, so Mo Lun replaced the silver sword and golden hammer in his hand with the Eight Treasure Camel Dragon Spear, waiting for Duan Changqing. Duan Changqing's wrist moved, and a pair of whirling axes flew towards Mo Lun in two directions, and with each rotation, they released a half-moon shaped wind blade outward, and countless wind blades attacked Mo Lun one after another.

Mo Lun's hand was quick, he saw the position of the whirlpool, and with the tip of the gun, he was about to pick the whirlwind flying, but when the tip of the gun was less than an inch away from the whirlpool, with a swish, a spin, the whirlwind bypassed the tip of the gun, and swept straight to Morun's back, and the other whirlwind had already detoured behind Mo Lun when the tip of the gun was against the previous one. "How can this be, I can't control the whirlpool, if the whirlwind breaks through the protection of the colorful diamond body, won't I be injured?" Mo Lun was a little panicked, this is not the end of the matter, I don't know when, Duan Changqing had another pair of whirlwind in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw it at Mo Lun, and there were already four whirlwind in front of and behind Mo Lun attacking his defense.

The Eight Treasure Camel Dragon Spear stabbed left and right, but every time it was skillfully dodged by the whirling Yue, constantly attacking Mo Lun's protective shield, the shell of the six-eyed sky tarantula in front of it had already appeared a small crack, and the purple light seal on the periphery of the colorful diamond body began to dim, "This can't be done, the spear won't play any role at all, and your own defense will be broken in a while, isn't that going to be a fiasco!" When Mo Lun was really thinking of a way, Duan Changqing sent a pair of whirlpools, but Mo Lun didn't have a way at all, he really wanted to let Ling'er come out, but it wasn't time yet, he didn't want to expose his hole cards too early, but if he wanted to get through this difficulty, he had to use fast means to knock the whirlwind away, and his actions seemed to be calculated by Duan Changqing, he was using his divine sense to control the whirlpool.

Thinking of this, Mo Lun condensed his divine sense, and then with a movement of his mind, he crashed into Duan Changqing's brain, ah! Duan Changqing's body shook and let out a low scream, as if he had drunk too much, his head tingled, and the whirling Yue in front of and behind Mo Lun was like a falling leaf out of control, falling to the ground in the form of free fall.

Mo Lun didn't have a soft hand, and at the moment he got rid of the whirling horse, the god-level low-level spirit weapon in his hand smashed the divine whip towards Duan Changqing, Mo Lun was really going to die, he didn't care what kind of elder the other party was or not, because the means used by Duan Changqing were all means of wanting Mo Lun's life, and there was no trace of mercy on his subordinates, for such an elder, Mo Lun would not show mercy to his subordinates, it was a big deal to use his dragon control technique to escape.

The people around thought that Mo Lun would die under Duan Changqing's whirlwind, and everyone also watched the battle between the two people back and forth with wide eyes, but no one saw that Duan Changqing was at a disadvantage when he was in control of the situation? Everyone was puzzled, and some even thought that Duan Changqing's subordinates were merciful, but Xia Yuan was a benevolent general, anyway, they thought about it. Even Duan Changqing wondered, how could his divine sense be hit all of a sudden, and he lost control of the whirlpool?

Obviously, this thought was unnecessary, as a whip of beating was constantly falling on his head. I can't dodge, I can only take it, I didn't think much about it, the black spear appeared in my hand again, and I moved it up, and when I heard it, I felt that my arm was numb, my throat was a little salty, and a bloody arrow shot out, and my body fell sharply from the air, and I fell to the ground with a poof. And at the same time that Duan Changqing fell, his hands pushed out two palms in the direction of Mo Lun.

Mo Lun's heart was secretly happy that he had finally taken down Duan Changqing, but when he walked in the direction of Duan Changqing, countless ice cubes flew in front of him, each ice cube was crystal clear, shining in the sunlight, "This~~~ This~ This is Elder Duan's Rainstorm Ice Thorn, it is his famous martial art!" The surrounding disciples were talking in surprise, and Mo Lun also felt that the air around him dropped suddenly, and his originally fiery heart suddenly dropped to the freezing point, because he felt pressure, a kind of pressure that has never existed, this is the last means for a strong man of the same realm as him to win in defeat, if it doesn't work, then there is only one defeat, defeat in the hands of a disciple, although this kind of instance is often there, but defeat in the hands of a new disciple, he is a precedent.

So Duan Changqing had to make a last stand, using his famous martial art Rainstorm Ice Stab. This kind of martial art is fast, accurate, and ruthless. If you don't take precautions, it's not easy to dodge. But this time he was a little farther away from Mo Lun, giving Mo Lun a little chance, using the fire dragon was not in a hurry, and he had to recite the spell, but what Duan Changqing didn't know was that Mo Lun also had a finger sword in addition to the fire dragon, a finger sword that could breathe fire.

Mo Lun did not hesitate, his right hand was raised, three fingers were used together, and the red flame on his middle finger instantly erupted, forming a barrier of fire in front of him, and this time the sea of fire was much thicker than before, because Mo Lun did not dare to be careless, and mobilized the maximum amount as much as possible. The sword qi of the other two finger swords was also hidden in the sea of fire, and they shot towards Duan Changqing silently. Countless ice cubes were drowned in the sea of fire, and before they could pass through the sea of fire, they melted and made a sizzling sound. There was a scream mixed in with the sound of the ice melting, and if you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't be able to hear it at all.

It didn't take long for someone to discover a new situation, there was a thumb-sized hole in Duan Changqing's chest, and blood was still gushing outward from the hole, and Duan Changqing was no longer alive, and his Rainstorm Ice Thorn didn't last for a while, and disappeared without a trace under the baking of the sea of fire.

"Elder Duan is dead?how is it possible, an elder died at the hands of a new disciple!" Duan Yuxuan, who was still a little unconvinced just now, has no temper at all, even the elder died in Xia Yuan's hands, so it is too normal that he is not Xia Yuan's opponent, but if he kills the elder, how can it be done? But Duan Yuxuan didn't dare to speak, even the person who killed the elder would still care about killing one more person?

Looking at Duan Changqing on the ground, Mo Lun knew that he had caused a big disaster, but he couldn't lift his legs and run away in front of so many people. Turning back to the people of the Sun Sect, he said, "I said, no matter who comes, you will restore the Star Sect to the same as before, and you will not go to work!" Just this sentence, the more than 100 people behind him, without a single nonsense, obediently walked to the inside of the Star Sect, and according to the requirements of the other senior brothers, they were divided into three groups and came to those buildings that had not been repaired. (To be continued......)