Chapter Ninety-One: Shock

"Die, extinguish the thunder!" Wang Rinfeng burst out and threw the palpitating ball of lightning into the air.

Mo Qing frowned and looked at all this... To be on the safe side, Mo Qing took out nine more long swords.

Eighteen blades at once!

The lightning ball flickered big and small, flickering and dimming, and it looked very unstable...

Mo Qing felt that this was another locking blow! Because the residual thunder power in his body was about to move...

"Hah!" Wang Rinfeng burst out and slashed his sword in the air.

Click!

Tear and pull!

A gray-white lightning more than one meter thick poured into Mo Qing!

At the moment before the lightning ball exploded, Mo Qing sent eighteen long swords to the sky to meet the unstable lightning ball.

At this moment, the two intersect!

The gray-white lightning carried an unparalleled momentum, and in the blink of an eye, eighteen fourth-order long swords instantly turned into powder, and they slashed straight at each other!

Zheng~

A piercing sword roar rippled out.

"Poof~" Mo Qing spit out a mouthful of blood, and there was a faint tendency of blood rolling in his throat...

Mo Qing still stood still, maintaining the posture of holding the sword and vomiting blood.

It's fine, but it's a bit embarrassing...

Tattered clothes, long loose hair, black face...

Syllable~

Wang Rinfeng fell on the platform of life and death...

"Not dead... How is it possible!How is it possible!" Wang Rinfeng ignored his own state, and looked at Mo Qing who was still standing with a hideous face...

Mo Qing didn't speak, not that he didn't want to say it, but that his body was full of the remnants of the Silent Heavenly Thunder...

Mo Qing had lost control of most of his muscles, and the tense muscles fixed him there, unable to move...

"You should be turned to ashes! You should be turned to ashes! You lump of powder!" Wang Rinfeng shouted a little frantically.

He got up with difficulty, took out the small dagger again, and wanted to stab Mo Qing to death...

However, his body was weak, he got up repeatedly, and fell down repeatedly...

Mo Qing is trying his best to resolve the negative effects brought to him by the Silent Heavenly Thunder, and the little silver dragon has come out to help him resolve the residual power of the Silent Heavenly Thunder...

"Wang Rinfeng, what are you doing! Get up for Lao Tzu! Kill him! Kill him! He kills your future sister-in-law! You..."

Then he was frozen by Elder Wang...

"Senior Brother Rinfeng, hold on! Kill him!"

"Senior Brother Rinfeng, kill him!"

Elder Wang and the two elders who followed kept communicating with each other with their divine thoughts, whether to let Wang Rinfeng take the risk...

After all, Wang Rinfeng's talent has not fully bloomed, and he can't die here.

In the end, the three of them unanimously decided to break the rules and let Wang Rinfeng come!

The lost face will make Wang Rinfeng get it back in the days to come!

After making up his mind, Elder Wang suddenly unleashed his coercion, suppressed the noisy crowd, and said, "Today's matter should be a farce, and this competition is over here!

"It's not good... Mo Qing was about to break free from the aftermath of the Heavenly Thunder, but Wang Rinfeng couldn't get up. Sect Master Gu opened his mouth rarely.

"Both of them on the field are seriously injured, and they have no strength to fight again!" Elder Wang said righteously.

Before Sect Master Gu could speak, Wang Rinfeng was unhappy: "The master hasn't lost yet, the master hasn't lost yet, the master can't lose! The master can't have a tie with him! The master..."

"Master is going to kill you... Are you ready?" Mo Qing regained his language ability at noon and said lightly.

"Kill the master, kill the master?hahahaha~ The master will not die!The master is here to take your dog's life!" Wang Rinfeng struggled to get up, pinched the dagger and took two steps...

Poof...

The overdraft of internal strength, the loss of essence and blood, and the overdraft of vitality made Wang Rinfeng's body weaker and weaker...

"Just the virtue of your dead dog, you still want to kill the master, wait for the master to slaughter your dog!" Mo kept provoking Wang Rinfeng, but he didn't want him to coax him, and then ran away.

As for the reason...

This kid has a baby in his head!

The Heavenly Thunder Sect has violated the rules!

The reason why there was no noise was because Mo Qing had taken a fancy to this thing! The most talented disciple in the sect couldn't use garbage.

"Look, these two children are already incompatible, you are like this, am I afraid it is not okay?" Sect Master Gu's words spread throughout the audience.

"Old Zamao, do you want to play tricks, labor and management have lifted your Tianlei Sect!" Qiang Niu also spoke.

"Old miscellaneous hair, let's make a face, what does that little guy have in his head, don't you count it in his heart? Do you want me to test the medicine in the Heavenly Thunder Sect?"

According to the two brothers, this is a gamble related to two copper plates! Which onion is your old miscellaneous hair, what do you think, others don't know...

Someone spoke, and people from other big forces naturally had to follow suit, if nothing else, these two casual deaths on the stage can be regarded as bulldozing the hidden dangers of the future!

Anyway, it's not his family's business, fanning the flames to watch the excitement, isn't he?

Even the Nine Princes spoke.

Elder Wang could only give up, if it was for Wang Rinfeng's sake, it would be really tricky to offend these people...

It is impossible for the major forces to start a war easily, but the two goods of strong cattle and thin dogs are dangerously tight...

It doesn't belong to any force, do whatever you want, do whatever you want!

"In that case, the old man's proposal will be stopped!" Elder Wang had no choice but to accept the coercion and snorted coldly unpleasantly.

The Altar of Life and Death.

"Dead dog, no one bothered us this time! You're dead!" Mo Qing still spoke aggressively to Wang Rinfeng.

"Shut your dog's mouth! the master will punish you!" Wang Rinfeng said with a hideous face.

"Just your virtue, punish me, and deserve it?" Mo Qing sneered.

"Mo Qing! You have insulted my sect several times, killed my disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, and even killed my sister-in-law!

"After all, it was they who ascended the stage of life and death, and I had the final say!" Mo Qing said arrogantly.

At the same time, Xiao Yinlong also gave up his meaningless work and swaggered towards Wang Rinfeng...

Since the little silver dragon is the main auxiliary, he has no substantive attack ability, so he can only tease Wang Rinfeng with his little claws...

"Beasts dare to be presumptuous in front of me!" Wang Rinfeng grabbed the small dagger and scratched blindly, stunned that he couldn't beat the little silver dragon in a full state, and wanted to get up and kill the little silver dragon in a fit of anger.

But there was nothing he could do but let him be humiliated...

The little silver dragon is essentially an illusory shadow, there is no illusory shadow that has become a climate, although it is a dragon, it has no substance, and it of the second order does not pose a threat to the physical body of the top cultivators of the third order at all.

"Brute, I will let you be wiped out! No mercy! Today, I will kill you!" humiliation, unwillingness, anger and hatred constantly whipped Wang Rinfeng's soul...

With where the little silver dragon is showing off his might, Mo Qing didn't bother to take care of Wang Rinfeng, let him scream wherever he was, and concentrate on fighting against the Silent Heavenly Thunder Yu Wei in his body.

It didn't take long for Wang Rinfeng to stop screaming, and he completely ignored how Xiao Yinlong provoked, insulted, and teased.

A small lightning bolt suddenly flashed from Wang Rinfeng's side...

It didn't take long for a second lightning bolt to flash from his side...

Then came the third and fourth thunderbolts...

The little silver dragon immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped into Mo Qing's body...

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at the motionless teenager lying on the platform of life and death in disbelief...

Overdrawn vitality, overdrawn internal force, spurted essence blood...

In this case, he is actually going to advance!

With the passage of time, Wang Rinfeng's surroundings have turned into a sea of thunder...