Immemorial Paragon

Waiting for everyone, two hours passed quickly.

After two hours of cultivation and recovery, Quan Wenzhong's consumption in the battle just now has basically recovered.

"Are you recovered? Would you like to come back for a few more hours?"

Looking at the dark-skinned Quan Wenzhong, Mo Qingyun smiled, and made fun of him.

Mo Qingyun's words were not ridiculing Quan Wenzhong.

If Quan Wenzhong wants to continue to adjust his interest rate, Mo Qingyun will agree and let him recover again.

"Huh! Although it's not at its peak, it's more than enough to clean you up."

Quan Wen Zhong Leng hummed, and he flew into the Sky Devil's Terrace, waiting to fight Mo Qingyun.

Seeing Quan Wenzhong's move, Mo Qingyun flickered to the Demon God's Terrace.

When Mo Qingyun and the two arrived at the Demon God's Stage, the people around him looked nervous.

After waiting for two hours, Mo Qingyun's battle finally began.

"Your courage is good, but unfortunately you don't know anything about your strength."

Seeing Mo Qingyun come down for a battle, a bright smile appeared above the corner of Quan Wenzhong's mouth.

In his view, Mo Qingyun's battle with him will be the end of the abuse.

Quan Qingzhong said, Mo Qingyun disagreed, shook his head and smiled, "When I defeat you, you won't think that I don't know myself."

Mo Qingyun's words fell, and he no longer hesitated, and took the lead in taking action against Quan Wenzhong.

As soon as Mo Qingyun's figure moved, he was cut out with a sword, cutting out a mighty swordman.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's move, Quan Wenzhong's face was ugly, and a strong upset was produced.

Mo Qingyun chose to be the first to act, and it was also a contempt for him.

"Carved worm tricks!"

Facing the onslaught of Jianmang, Quan Wenzhong scorned and said, "Your attack is too weak to even tickle me."

While speaking, Quan Wenzhong punched out, but did not use his power.

To be exact, Quan Quanzhong's punch didn't even use his 30% strength.

Presumably, he thinks that with his and Mo Qingyun's cultivation as a gap, he can defeat Mo Qingyun with a flick of his fingers.

Watching Mo Qingyun's confrontation, Tang Gong in the crowd shook his head and said, "The gap between the two sides is too great. This boy's challenge to Quan Wenzhong is simply an act of self-deprecation."

Tang Gong also believed that Mo Qingyun's battle with Quan Wenzhong had no chance of winning.

Not only Tang Gong think so, it seems that other people who are watching beside him also think so.

"The kid's sword power is really too weak."

"With his attack, I will resist nothing, let alone Quan Wenzhong."

"Don't underestimate Mo Qingyun, he is not as simple as you think."

"Belittle him? I think I look down on him a little."

"Yeah, I thought this match was a bit interesting, but it seems that I think more."

...

Everyone was disappointed.

When everyone talked exaggeratedly, Jianmang hit Quan Wenzhong and broke through his chest strongly.

Huh!

After being bombarded by Jianmang, Quan Wenzhong's body was shocked, and Fei Fei retreated one after another.

After taking back more than ten steps in a row, Quan Wenzhong barely held his body, his shirt was red with blood.

Seeing his injury, Quan Wenzhong's expression was tense, and his heart was very surprised. He said, "What a weird sword move, without blessing the law of space penetration, even penetrated my fist."

As soon as Quan Wenzhong thought, his expression was serious and he put aside his contempt for Mo Qingyun.

Now he found that Mo Qingyun dared to fight with him, not blindly and arrogantly.

"Unexpectedly, I even underestimated you. It turns out you still have some skills."

To calm down the surprise, Quan Wenzhong sneered, and said, "However, I just played with you just now. I don't have much strength. Don't you understand me wrong."

"Similarly, I'm just playing around, and I don't use any strength."

With regard to Quan Wenzhong's remarks, Mo Qingyun shrugged and counterattacked politely.

Upon hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Quan Wenzhong's face couldn't stop, and he screamed angrily: "Boy, I don't seem to give you a terrible look, you really don't know the sky is thick, you really can compete with me."

Quan Wenzhong's figure flickered, and he leaned towards Mo Qingyun, waving his fist aggressively.

Under Quan Wenzhong's punch, a violent divine power broke out from his body.

The rapid gathering of the Holy Power turned into thousands of golden fist shadows, blasting into Mo Qingyun like a storm.

Wanshi breaking fist!

Every boxing shadow blasted out, like a lion, and struck Mo Qingyun.

Facing the attack of Quan Wenzhong's fist, Mo Qingyun waved the Nine Cow Excalibur without any fear.

With the movement of Mou Qingyun, the Nine Cow Excalibur blasted out swordsmanships, welcoming the shadows of the nearby fists.

Uh ...

In the face of Jianmang's overbearing bombardment, the fist shadow was successively crushed and slowly dissipated between the heavens and the earth.

In a blink of an eye, Quan Quanzhong's fist shadow made Mo Qingyun defeated.

Seeing such a scene, everyone around them was shocked, and looked at Mo Qingyun.

"Quan Wenzhong's fist was actually resolved."

"It looks like this kid is not simple. He does have some real skills."

"Just this strength, is still not the opponent of Quan Wenzhong."

...

When the people marveled at Mo Qingyun's strength, they still didn't believe he could win.

After several shots, nothing helped Mo Qingyun, and Quan Wenzhong became even more angry. He said, "Huh! It's a little capable, it's worth my half strength."

"You better use all your strength, otherwise you will lose badly."

Mo Qingyun reluctantly refuted, and the breath emanating from him suddenly became a bit harsh.

At this moment, Mo Qingyun felt as if the whole thing had changed.

Several successive battles have made him impatient and do not want to consume with Quan Wenzhong anymore.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's attitude, Quan Wenzhong's heart was angry, and Yin Yin said, "Since you actively sought death, I will complete you."

A mysterious force of law was radiated from Quan Wenzhong's body, and Mo Qingyun was enveloped.

Following this, Quan Wenzhong waved his fist again and blasted towards Mo Qingyun.

At this moment, Quan Quanzhong's punches carried a force of law.

Under the blessing of the power of the law, the boxing man flashed off and came to Mo Qingyun.

Not only that, Mo Qingyun's surrounding space was also imprisoned by a force of laws.

Seeing such a situation, the people around him looked tense, staring at each other Mo Qingyun.

Faced with such an attack, I wonder if Mo Qingyun can take over.

In the eyes of everyone, Mo Qingyun's expression was as usual, and a casual sword swung out.

As soon as Jian Mang came out, he sent out a sharp breath, smashing the space in front.

Immediately after, this wave of offensives by Quan Wenzhong allowed Mo Qingyun to resolve again.

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