Dan Emperor Sword Emperor

Chapter 889 Fighting with People 5

"The real battle begins now!"

Mo Xie stared at Qin Yu in front of him, a ferocious look appeared on his face, and there was also a terrifying look in his eyes!

"Roar!"

Mo Xie roared, and suddenly, his breath exploded again.

His hands were imprinted, and a tyrannical black energy erupted from his body. There was no wind in his robes, and there was a sound of hunting.

Mo Xie slowly floated in the air, an aura that looked down on the world spread out from his body, making people palpitate.

Around him, a monstrous black aura permeated and spread out, making people feel that he was like a demon king from Jiuyou, and every move was full of bloodthirsty taste, which made people daunting.

Looking at Mo Xie's appearance, Qin Yu's mouth curled into a faint sneer: "You want to stop my attack at this level? What a wishful thinking!"

Qin Yu's voice was extremely cold.

Hearing Qin Yu's voice, Mo Xie's face was also gloomy. He stared at Qin Yu fiercely, and said, "Yes, that's not necessarily true!"

After speaking, Mo Xie's fists clenched tightly together.

"Blast me!"

With a roar, Mo Xie's fists suddenly loosened, and suddenly, an unimaginable force burst out from Mo Xie's fists, slamming towards Qin Yu fiercely!

"boom!"

Mo Xie's fist, carrying an astonishing power, directly greeted Qin Yu fiercely.

Seeing Mo Xie's punch, Qin Yu couldn't help showing a cold smile on the corner of Qin Yu's mouth.

He didn't hesitate, his figure flashed, holding an ancient sword, aimed at Mo Xie's fist, and slashed away fiercely.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

A dull sound came.

Above the ancient sword, a strong spark burst out.

There was nothing wrong with Mo Xie's fist.

However, Qin Yu's ancient sword was knocked out by Mo Xie's blow.

Looking at his ancient sword, Qin Yu frowned slightly and cursed inwardly: "Damn, what a hard body!"

At this time, Qin Yu finally understood why Mo Xie dared to challenge him so arrogantly. It turned out that Mo Xie's body was so powerful!

"Hey, boy, do you think your broken sword can hurt me?"

Seeing Qin Yu's deflated appearance, a sneer appeared on Mo Xie's face.

His eyes turned to Qin Yu, as if victory was in sight.

"I said, today, you will lose!"

Looking at Mo Xie, Qin Yu spoke every word.

"Hehe, it also depends on whether you have this ability!"

Hearing Qin Yu's words, Mo Xie's face showed a cold grin.

The next moment, Mo Xie's hands grabbed abruptly, and a powerful suction shot out from his palms in an instant.

Immediately, a strong suction force erupted from his arms, and the ancient sword in Qin Yu's hand was violently taken away.

"Bring me back!"

Qin Yu roared angrily, and above the ancient sword, a powerful spiritual force rushed out quickly.

A wave of tyrannical soul power is continuously instilled into the ancient sword, wanting to take it back.

When Mo Xie saw this scene, the smile on his face became stronger and he looked at Qin Yu with a playful face.

The ancient sword in Qin Yu's hand trembled wildly, trying to break free from Mo Xie's shackles.

However, the majestic spiritual power in Mo Xie's body is like a mountain, pressing it firmly, making it impossible to shake it at all.

Seeing Qin Yu's constant struggle, Mo Xie's face showed a hideous smile, and he suddenly urged the ancient sword in his hand to stab forward frantically.

"Whoosh~!"

The ancient sword flashed, and a sharp sword energy spewed out from the tip of the sword, with a destructive force, ruthlessly toward Qin Yu's body, piercing through.

"call out!"

Wherever the sword qi passed, a fierce wind roared out.

"Humph! This is my sword! Swordsmanship! Reverse!"

Qin Yu snorted coldly, he flipped his wrist, his sword fingers swung horizontally, and the ancient sword turned its direction and pierced towards Mo Xie's chest.

"Pfft~!"

With a soft sound, the ancient sword sank directly into Mo Xie's chest, pierced through Mo Xie's chest, and the blood spurted frantically.

"Uh~!"

Qin Yu's hand suddenly twitched, and the ancient sword in his hand was pulled out.

"Pfft~!"

A burst of pain struck, causing Mo Xie to let out a low voice.

"How? How is it possible! This sword can actually hurt me in reverse?"

Mo Xie's face was full of astonishment.

"What, are you surprised?

This is not over yet, Qin Yu's mouth lifted, and a cold smile suddenly bloomed from the corner of his mouth.

"Although your strength is good, you have overestimated yourself. Even a piece of steel can be chopped!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Yu's eyes narrowed, and a more powerful spiritual force burst out from the ancient sword in his hand.

"Give it to me!"

Qin Yu waved his hand, and above the ancient sword, a huge spiritual force burst out suddenly.

"Chichi!"

Under Mo Xie's stunned expression, the ancient sword, with a force that could destroy the dead, stabbed him fiercely.

"The Wild Sun Fist!"

Seeing this, Mo Xie also knew that he couldn't hide his clumsiness any longer. Next, there would be a real battle!

I saw Mo Xie's fist, a bright crimson light, endless tyranny, aimed at Qin Yu's ancient sword, and fiercely greeted the past.

"Boom~!"

The two forces, in the void, slammed together fiercely, making a powerful explosion sound.

The terrifying explosive force spreads wildly around.

A wave of powerful spiritual power ripples spread wildly in the air.

The figures of Mo Xie and Qin Yu kept retreating.

"Take it! Kuangyang Fist, the second style!"

In Mo Xie's mouth, he snorted lowly, swung his arms, and his whole body burst out suddenly.

His hands danced, and an extremely tyrannical fist intent quickly condensed out, facing Qin Yu, smashing away fiercely.

"Drink~!"

With an angry shout, Qin Yu also gave a low shout.

His figure quickly moved towards Mo Xie's body and swept out violently.

"Zhantian Sword Art! Shocking the sky!"

"Qiangqiang~!"

The next moment, the ancient sword in Qin Yu's hand, a series of explosions, suddenly came, and a burst of intense sparks madly splashed out in the air.

Mo Xie's fist collided with the ancient sword, creating a powerful ripple of spiritual power.

Mo Xie's whole body was shaken back a few steps by the powerful force, and he was able to stabilize his figure.

And Qin Yu's face also flashed a pale color.

Obviously, under this strong confrontation, he was also injured a lot.

"Haha, Mo Xie, is that all you have?"

Qin Yu snorted coldly, and with a flick of his figure, he chased and killed Mo Xie again.

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