"With Fang Yuan's current strength, I'm afraid he can fight with the fifth level of magical power."

"If this happens, will there be any danger in the young master fighting him next?"

"It shouldn't be. The young master has not yet used his martial soul magic power, so he should have a lot of spare energy that has not been revealed."

Seeing Fang Yuan showing his amazing trump card, Chi Lian and others' expressions became solemn, and they were paying attention to the situation.

"The young master still has a trump card to display?"

Hearing Chi Lian's words, Tieyi's expression was shocked. Unexpectedly, Mo Qingyun still had enough energy.

In this case, Mo Qingyun's combat power is amazing!

“This is natural!”

At the surprise words of Tieyi, Chi Lian nodded with affirmation and said, "If the young master hadn't wanted to bully others, once he used the strongest means, even the people from the lord's mansion in Canglan City could not stop the young master from taking action."

"hiss!"

Hearing Chi Lian's words, Tieyi couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and his eyes at Mo Qingyun changed drastically.

A person with the cultivation level of Tiangang Realm actually has the trump card to kill the powerful man with the ninth level of magical powers, which is a bit scary.

As everyone looked at Mo Qingyun and the others, Fang Yuan finally couldn't help but attack Mo Qingyun first.

"dark!"

The colorless sword was lifted up by Fang Yuan again, and the attack attribute of the colorless sword was changed, and the color gradually changed to black.

As the colorless sword transformed into a dark sword, the degree of fit between Fang Yuan and the shadow of the demon god outside the body was immediately significantly improved.

Shura Sword Technique, Demon God’s Sword!

The colorless sword escaped from the square abyss and came to the sky above Mo Qingyun in a blink of an eye, emitting a dazzling light.

Swish!

The colorless sword suddenly shone brightly and nearly a hundred sword lights were divided into, blocking Mo Qingyun's way out.

"Oh no, even the fifth-level powerful person in Fang Yuan's sword may not be able to take over!"

Looking at the hundreds of sword lights above Mo Qingyun, Chi Lian and others were shocked, with a nervous expression on their faces, wanting to take action to resolve the sword for Mo Qingyun.

Then, a terrifying aura was released from Chi Lian and others.

"Chi Lian, you don't have to take action. With this sword move, I can't hurt me. I can handle it myself!"

Seeing Chi Lian and others' actions, Mo Qingyun showed a solemn expression on his face, which stopped their actions.

The Door of Teleportation!

When Mo Qingyun told Chi Lian and others, he was not idle either, and he did not hesitate to use the teleportation gate.

As soon as he saw the teleportation vortex in front of him appeared, Mo Qingyun walked into it without hesitation, and his figure disappeared into the light of the Demon God Sword.

The moment Mo Qingyun's figure disappeared, the demon sword lights flew wildly and blasted towards where Mo Qingyun stood.

"Hmph! Under the attack of my Demon God's Sword, even if you can fly and escape, you will definitely die."

Seeing the Demon God's sword light rushing towards Mo Qingyun, Fang Yuan showed a proud sneer, as if he believed that Mo Qingyun would definitely die.

"Fang Yuan, you seem to be too proud."

Then, Fang Yuan's words had just fallen, and a sarcastic word came into his ears.

"you……"

After hearing this, Fang Yuan's expression trembled and he unconsciously looked at the source of the sound.

As soon as Fang Yuan turned his head, he saw a sharp halberd blade, which pierced towards his throat.

Seeing this extremely close halberd blade, Fang Yuan's expression changed drastically and he quickly dodged to avoid the attack of the halberd blade.

However, the attack rate of the halberd blade was too fast. Although he quickly dodged and dodged, his right shoulder was still stabbed by the halberd blade.

Click!

Jiyan Zhanzhan pierced Fang Yuan's right shoulder, smashing his right shoulder bone directly, and penetrated through his right shoulder.

A halberd smashed Fang Yuan's right shoulder bone, and Mo Qingyun's hand movements kept stabbing the Jiyan Zhanzhan again a little deeper.

Then, Mo Qingyun turned the Jiyan Zhanzhan again and directly removed Fang Yuan's right arm.

"ah!"

Fang Yuan, who had lost his right arm, immediately screamed and looked at Mo Qingyun with a pale face.

However, at this moment, he was unwilling to worry about his injuries, but looked at Mo Qingyun in panic and said, "Mo...Mo Qingyun, I have taken your ten moves. Should you fulfill your promise and let me leave?"

At this moment, Fang Yuan's expression was no longer arrogance, but only strong horror and awe.

He was very worried whether Mo Qingyun would go back on his word and insisted on killing him despite his previous promise.

Mo Qingyun did not directly answer Fang Yuan's words, but picked up the colorless sword on the ground and smiled lightly: "It's a good sword. With this sword in hand, it should allow me to use my original power more flexibly."

The beloved glance at the colorless sword, Mo Qingyun put it into the Qiankun bag, looked at Fang Yuan and said, "Since I said that if you can take my ten moves, you will spare your life. Naturally, you will not go back on your word. Now you can get out."

"you……"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Fang Yuan hesitated for a moment, looked at Mo Qingyun and said, "Mo Qingyun, my colorless sword, you should return it to me immediately."

"The colorless sword is my spoil. Have you heard of it? Are the losers qualified to seek spoils?"

Mo Qingyun looked at Fang Yuan sarcastically, said a contemptuous word, and said impatiently: "I want to spare your life for Tieyi's sake. If you don't know how to politely, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Originally, with Mo Qingyun's strength, it was not difficult to kill Fang Yuan. But Mo Qingyun was worried that doing so would make Tieyi feel irritated, so Mo Qingyun decided to spare Fang Yuan's life.

In addition, in Mo Qingyun's view, if Fang Yuan's arm has been destroyed, his future achievements will be limited and will not be a big threat.

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Tieyi's expression changed slightly, and a hint of gratitude appeared in his expression.

In his conversation with Chi Lian and others just now, he had already had a general understanding of Mo Qingyun's strength.

Now that he comes, with his mind, he can naturally understand that Mo Qingyun did not kill Fang Yuan at this moment, because it is entirely due to his feelings.

"Mo Qingyun, wait for me. Today's hatred will definitely be repaid a hundred times later."

Seeing that he could not get back to the colorless sword, Fang Yuan stopped staying, and then made a harsh statement and turned around and left.

After seeing Fang Yuan leave, Mo Qingyun turned to look at Lang Ping, sneered and said, "Lang Ping, I think you are Xiyue's cousin, and I will give you the same chance. If you can take my ten moves, I can spare your life."

When Lang Ping heard Mo Qingyun's words, his expression twitched, and a strong look of horror appeared on his face.

He knew his strength very well. He could barely fight with a person of the fourth level of magical power, and he would definitely not be Mo Qingyun's opponent.

In this way, if he fights Mo Qingyun, he will only have one fate, either he will be directly slaughtered by Mo Qingyun, or he will be unable to take over Mo Qingyun's ten moves and be killed.

In short, he had only one result, that is, he was strongly erased by Mo Qingyun.
Chapter completed!