In the Prince's Mansion, everyone knew about Elder Qin. His poison skills could be said to be unparalleled.
However, no one could have imagined that a Martial Spirit expert would be killed by the youth in front of them!
"Li Mo, y-you killed Old Qin.
I will tear you to pieces today! "
Elder Mo stared hatefully at Li Mo, his eyes cold and his body bulging.
He and Old Qin had served Prince Consort's estate for more than ten years. Their bond was deep.
Seeing his friend killed, he couldn't care less about the struggling Liu Ze.
When his body doubled in size, he shot at Li Mo like an arrow! "
"Again!"
Li Mo was already injured. Clashing head-on with his opponent would only add to his injuries.
However, if he hid in the Xuanyuan Mirror, Liu Ze would most likely be rescued by someone else. It would be difficult to catch him then.
"Damn it!
I'm going all out! "
Li Mo steeled his heart and used Burning Sun Fist. He channeled all his spiritual qi into his fists and punched at Old Hiroshi!
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and dust flew everywhere.
The weaker cultivators spat blood from the impact, their veins broken!
Li Mo was in a worse state. The impact threw him like a kite with its string cut.
Luckily, Scarlet Sword caught him on the way down.
If not, he would've been crippled if not dead!
Li Mo lay limp on the ground, without any strength left in him.
If Elder Mo could survive Li Mo's full power attack, then Li Mo would've accepted it.
When the dust settled, a deep pit with a diameter of more than ten meters was revealed.
Elder Mo's bloated body was back to normal. He lay in the crater, staring at the sky with soulless eyes. He was dead!
"Ha-ha … Li Mo, killing them is useless. Do you think you can catch me in your current state?"
Liu Ze laughed hysterically as he struggled!
"Liu Ze, it's too early to celebrate!"
Li Mo tiredly gave him a disdainful smile. With a thought, the flying scarlet sword turned into Lil 'Red.
"Sword spirit!
It's a spiritual treasure! "
Liu Ze was speechless. 'How did Li Mo have the guts to challenge the three of us?'
Not only did he use those incomparably powerful magic treasures and cultivation techniques, it turned out that his trump card was actually this crimson long sword.
"Master, can you call me out earlier next time? I'm going to suffocate to death.
You can rest now. Leave the rest to me! "
Little Red complained in her heart, but it was also because she felt sorry for Li Mo.
"Remember, I want Liu Ze alive. Kill everyone else!"
With that, Li Mo sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, recovering his spiritual qi.
The low level cultivators under the Gong Prince didn't think much of Xiao Hong. What could a harmless-looking little girl do to a group of big and burly men like them?
However, Little Red used her actions to give them the answer.
Xiao Hong transformed into a scarlet sword again. In front of these low-level cultivators, it was a one-sided massacre.
Blood-curdling screams rang out incessantly, and fresh blood dyed the ground red.
Liu Ze couldn't break free from the Immortal-Binding Rope, so he could only watch the tragedy unfold.
"No …"
Liu Ze gave up struggling and howled helplessly.
Hu!
Hu!
Hu!
Little Red, who had slaughtered everyone in Prince Gong Qing's residence, spat out three beams of red light, instantly turning Prince Gong Qing's residence into a sea of fire!
She grabbed Liu Ze with ease and went to Li Mo's side. The three of them were gone.
…
Xuanyuan Wudi and Daoist Oneheaven were in the thick of battle. Both were covered in wounds, but it was hard to tell who would win.
"Xuanyuan Wudi, let's see how long you can last. Once His Highness is done with Li Mo, he'll come and help me."
Daoist Oneheaven shouted as he waved his horsetail whisk to block Xuanyuan Wudi's golden greatsword.
Liu Ze still had two martial soul experts. With three against Li Mo, Daoist Oneheaven didn't think Liu Ze would lose.
"Humph!
Oneheaven, don't get cocky. We don't even know what's going on over there! "
Despite Xuanyuan Wudi's words, he was still worried.
With two martial soul experts among the three, defeating them wouldn't be easy for Li Mo, who had just formed his martial soul.
He only hoped Li Mo could stall them for as long as possible.
"He-he, since you trust that kid so much, let's wait and see!"
As he spoke, he waved the horsetail whisk in his hand and immediately produced a talisman.
"How about I let you have a taste of the heavenly lightning's power?"
Daoist Oneheaven threw the talisman in the air and chanted.
Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed.
Bucket-sized lightning streaked across the sky.
If Li Mo were here, he would've recognized this talisman.
Because he saw it when he fought Iron Abacus.
It was the Heavenly Lightning Talisman, but in Daoist Oneheaven's hands, its power was completely different.
Crack!
An earth-shattering noise resounded.
Several lightning bolts as thick as buckets struck down at Xuanyuan Wudi at the same time.
"Humph, you think a few lightning bolts can stop me?"
Xuanyuan Wudi waved his hand, and the seven-colored light shone brightly, completely enveloping his body.
The huge golden sword in his hand transformed into a huge golden dragon and charged towards the lightning in the sky.
Thunder rumbled and the dragon roared.
The valley that the two of them were in trembled, and gravel fell down one after another.
Roar!
The golden dragon opened its bloody maw and sucked the lightning into its belly.
With a series of crackling sounds, the lightning finally disappeared into the dragon's belly!
"Ah!
I didn't expect senior Xian Yangzi's Dragonscale Sword to be in your hands! "
Daoist Oneheaven's eyes were glued to the golden greatsword in Xuanyuan Wudi's hand.
Only when the dragon soul left its scabbard did he recognize it as the legendary weapon that once shook the continent!
"Humph!
Not bad. If I had gone out to find senior Xian Yangzi's Dragonscale Sword, my Xuanyuan clan wouldn't have fallen to you scum!
Today is the day I, Xuanyuan Wudi, take my revenge. Die! "
Roar!
Another dragon roar shook the heavens.
The Dragonscale Sword's Dragon Soul Roar charged at Daoist Oneheaven!
Although Daoist Oneheaven knew his time was up when he found out it was the Dragonscale Sword, he still made one last struggle.
However, he still made a final struggle, hoping that Liu Ze and the others would arrive soon to help him deal with Xuanyuan Wudi. Only then would he have a chance of survival.
The horsetail whisk flew out of his hand.
It turned into thousands of strands and tangled with the dragon soul.
Daoist Oneheaven's horsetail whisk was no ordinary item. It was found in an ancient cultivator's cave.
He didn't know what it was made of, but it was very tough.
It could hold off the dragon soul for a while.
Just as the two were in a stalemate, a bright spot appeared in the distance and gradually grew larger. Someone was flying toward him at high speed.
Daoist Oneheaven was overjoyed, thinking that Liu Ze and the others had come to help him.
Who would have thought that by the time he saw who it was, his heart had already turned into dead ash.