"If my strength is not as strong as you, will you spare us?"

Listening to the Holy Lord's words, Mo Qingyun sneered, glanced at him with contempt, and said, "The moment the Dark Demon Clan killed Han Yan, I had already swore that I would destroy the Dark Demon Clan in this life."

"I don't care whether you are from the Dark Demon Clan. As long as you are a member of the Dark Demon Clan, I will never be able to spare you."

After Mo Qingyun's words fell, his offensive became even more fierce.

Listening to Mo Qingyun's words, the Holy Lord completely had no hope of begging for mercy to save his life.

"Today, do I really want to die here? No, I will never die here."

Seeing that he had no hope of begging for mercy to save his life, the Holy Lord showed a hint of panic and his mood completely collapsed.

Looking at the Holy Lord whose mentality was broken, Mo Qingyun looked cold and said, "If you really want to blame him, you should go to Wei Ying Wudi. If he hadn't framed me, I wouldn't have noticed you."

"It's all Shadowless who exposed you, and I suddenly discovered that the Dark Demon Clan and your lineage are also there."

Listening to Mo Qingyun's words, the Holy Lord's face darkened, and a strong anger arose, saying, "This guy who is not enough to do anything is enough to make trouble has not only killed the Blood Lord, but also harmed our lineage."

When the Holy Lord thought in his heart, he suddenly realized that the decline of the Dark Demon Clan was really directly related to Ying Wudi.

"After talking to you, it's time to send you on your way."

After talking to the Holy Lord for a few words, Mo Qingyun stopped talking nonsense to him, and the offensive in his hands became even more fierce.

Under Mo Qingyun's actions, a terrifying blood force erupted from his body.

As Mo Qingyun activated the bloodline power, the Holy Lord was shocked to discover that the bloodline power in his body was strongly suppressed.

"What... What a powerful bloodline, what is this kid's bloodline?"

Feeling his bloodline and being suppressed by a bloodline force, the Holy Lord's face showed another shock.

His bloodline has merged with 100,000 kinds of bloodlines, but it is still impossible to compare with Mo Qingyun.

From this we can see how powerful Mo Qingyun's bloodline is.

This discovery really shocked him.

Balong Broken Sky Fist!

After activated the bloodline of the Amethyst Thunder Dragon, Mo Qingyun's figure flashed and punched the Holy Lord.

The fist wrapped in the thin lines of the law, with a purple afterimage, blasted towards the Holy Lord's chest.

Holy Ray Blood Shadow Palm!

Facing Mo Qingyun's fist attack, the Holy Lord did not stand still and tried his best to resist.

The Holy Lord blasted out his palm, and a bloody force burst out from his body.

Immediately, a dazzling blood light burst out in the Holy Lord's palm, facing Mo Qingyun's fist.

Bang!

Crack!

Mo Qingyun's fist hit the palm of the Holy Lord, and a series of sounds burst out, creating an astonishing wave of holy power.

When these sounds came out, the palm of the Holy Lord was bent into an irregular shape.

With a punch, Mo Qingyun's fist continued to blast at the Holy Lord.

Bang!

Soon, Mo Qingyun's fist hit the Holy Lord and knocked him out.

After being hit by Mo Qingyun's punch, the Holy Lord immediately vomited blood and his face turned pale.

The Holy Lord flew backwards for ten thousand meters before he barely stabilized his body and his face turned pale as paper.

"This kid is protected by the divine armor. I can't hurt him at all. Fighting him head-on will only suffer a loss."

The Holy Lord stabilized his body, and his face was gloomy and he made the final struggle.

When the Holy Lord thought in his heart, he glanced at Lei Muwan and made a plan, thinking: "If I want to leave alive, I have to start with Lei Muwan. Only by capturing Lei Muwan can Mo Qingyun be afraid of being afraid to attack me again."

At this moment, while the Holy Lord was thinking in his heart, Mo Qingyun chased him again.

"Mo Qingyun, it's not that easy for you to kill me."

In order to make Mo Qingyun relax his vigilance, the Holy Lord shouted angrily and took the initiative to greet Mo Qingyun.

Judging from his current performance, I don’t know what he thinks in his heart, and I really think he was angry by Mo Qingyun.

Seeing that the Holy Lord no longer fled and was fighting with him head-on, Mo Qingyun smiled with satisfaction and said, "This is the only way, you fight me head-on and you will have backbone if you die."

The Holy Lord looked solemn and did not respond to Mo Qingyun's joke.

Bang!

After dozens of fighting with the Holy Lord, Mo Qingyun punched out again, and hit the Holy Lord with a domineering blow.

Then Mo Qingyun's fist power, the Holy Lord immediately flew backwards and flew towards Lei Muwan and others.

Seeing the Holy Lord approaching at a rapid speed, An Chen's expression shook, and he showed a worried look on his face, saying, "No, the Holy Lord flew towards the Miss Mother and the others. He just deliberately asked the Master to knock it away, with the purpose of capturing the Miss Mother while we were not paying attention."

When An Chen exclaimed, his figure flashed and chased the Holy Lord.

"It's not that easy to capture Mu Wan."

Seeing the Holy Lord's actions, Mo Qingyun guessed his intention and flickered at him.

The Holy Lord didn't care at all about Mo Qingyun and his men's pursuit, and showed a smug sneer on his face, saying, "Mo Qingyun, it's useless even if you catch up with me. If you dare to attack me, these two beauties, like flowers and jade will be buried with me together."

After the Holy Lord's words fell, he stuck out his palm and grabbed Lei Muwan.

At this moment, Yun Luo, who was beside Lei Muwan, had a pretty face and said, "A man with a cultivator in the Heavenly General Realm has lost his battle with the young palace master in the Heavenly Military Realm. He actually wanted to trick us into attacking us. Let's see how I deal with you."

After Yun Li's words fell, she raised her hand and had a small sword in her hand.

"go!"

Yunluo sacrificed the origin of the sword, and she raised her hand and threw it at the Holy Lord.

The origin of the sword's great way was blasted out, and a terrifying aura erupted, covering the Holy Lord.

"What a terrifying momentum, this... what kind of treasure is this!"

Sensing the momentum of the origin of the sword's great way, the Holy Lord was so scared that his expression twitched, and cold sweat spread on his forehead.

He is now a little broken.

This girl who looks harmless actually has such a terrifying thing, which is clearly bullying the poor.

Compared with Mo Qingyun and others, he was too poor and had no decent treasures.

When the Holy Lord was frightened, the origin of the sword's way came to him and directly hit his head.

"No……"

Hit by the origin of the sword's great way, the Holy Lord screamed and his head was blown out.

The origin of the Great Dao of Sword is too powerful. Even with the strength of the Holy Lord, he did not even escape his soul.

As the Holy Lord's soul was blown up, his aura began to dissipate and he died under the origin of the Great Dao of Swords.

Seeing this scene, everyone around was shocked.
Chapter completed!