All the female disciples want to kill me Chapter 320 Why? Why!!
Rumble——
The energy and blood in Mo Fan's body was like a river, making an endless sound.
The whistling sword light roared in the ears. It was the bloodline from the holy bones. Although it was only stripped and not passed down, it was still flowing endlessly in this body.
His face looked a little ferocious as he kept waving his sword, and his voice roared:
"You were born to be high up, and you were born to stand in the position that I want to pursue throughout my life."
"You are a genius, and you will never experience the struggle between life and death."
"..."
Mo Li's eyes were cold, like the ice and snow in the snowy state. He suppressed the boiling blood in his heart and kept avoiding Mo Fan's sword after sword. She didn't have the slightest fear, or in other words, the emotion of fear had already been wiped out by her.
Yes, he said calmly:
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"You want to reason with me?"
"Still complaining?"
She was only wearing a moon shirt and a plain skirt, but it was better than thousands of glazed gold woven robes. She just stood on the martial arts stage. Under the sunlight, the place where she stood was covered with jade radiance, and her eyes were cold.
"complain?"
Mo Fan raised his head and laughed, the energy and blood in his body surged wildly, his pupils became redder and redder, and the two long swords continuously collided, making a fine sound of gold and stone, fine and rapid, like thousands of bows and crossbows firing.
"So in your heart, this is just a complaint?"
"Senior Sister Mo Li, you are really amazing!"
"You are noble!"
As soon as Mo Fan stepped on the ground, he pointed his sword forward in the void, like stepping on a gangbang to fight, and there was a wind coming from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the sky wind condensed into blades, one turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight, and the pale golden wind blade also swept over the sky and covered the sky.
The next moment, both of them disappeared at the same time.
The cold sword light kept flashing, disappearing, and reappearing, followed by a series of metal swipes and collision sounds.
When the two figures reappeared, there was a clang, the sword in Mo Li's hand bent, and he took a step back.
He lowered his head gently, looked at one of his already broken cuffs with an indifferent expression, and wiped a sword mark as thin as a red line left on his snow-white wrist.
Raising her head again, her eyes were still looking at Mo Fan indifferently. It seemed that in her pupils, she was equally indifferent to all the creatures in the world and even herself.
The only person who could still cause ripples in her heart was the man she couldn't face squarely.
"hiss--"
Among the people watching the battle, in addition to the disciples of the sect, there were also some elders of the sect. This internal fight among the Sword Sect was actually no weaker than the personal battle between the ten major sects.
All the Sword Sect disciples watched the scene on the stage silently, with an unconcealable look of shock left in the corners of their eyes.
In the fight between the two, senior brother Mo Fan actually had the upper hand?
Mo Fan looked at the woman in front of him who remained expressionless and indifferent no matter how much he suppressed it. He gritted his teeth and roared at her:
"That look again!!"
"You always have this look in your eyes!!"
"What I hate the most is your condescending look!"
Mo Fan didn't stop, the energy and blood all over his body became violent in an instant, his face became more and more ferocious, he tremblingly raised the long sword in his hand, and with a sweep, a fan-shaped sword energy appeared around him.
With Mo Fan as the center of the circle, a blank space continued to expand. In this blank space, there was only the raging sword energy, but it did not damage the ground at all!
With the support of this holy bone, Mo Fan's mastery of sword energy has indeed gradually improved, and he has entered the palace and stepped into the threshold of 'everyone'.
But this sword also consumes a lot of one's spiritual energy!
He couldn't wait to defeat the woman in front of him and shed his unbearable arrogance!
"Senior Sister Mo Li, go to hell!"
"..."
Looking at Mo Fan, whose blood-red pupils were filled with obsession, Mo Li calmly picked up the long sword in his hand and protected it in front of him. The ripples when he thought of him were once again smoothed away by the indifference in his heart.
Let the overwhelming sword energy sweep past, and dozens of sharp and rapid sounds of metal and stone were heard in succession.
Sonorous——
When the sword energy dissipated and the woman's figure was revealed, there were countless fine blood marks on the woman's hands, and blood oozed out.
Her hands trembled slightly, letting the blood from her fingertips slip and drip onto the ground, while her pupils calmly looked at the person in front of her.
It was as if she couldn't feel any pain, or this pain was too insignificant to her.
The distance between Mo Fan and Mo Li was already a stone's throw away. His pupils were filled with awe-inspiring expressions. Looking at the woman in front of him who still didn't look directly at him, there were countless indescribable expressions on his face.
Unknown complexity.
The energy and blood all over his body boiled again, but a drop of sweat slipped imperceptibly from his forehead. The anger in his heart could not be suppressed, mixed with dissatisfaction with the world, and he roared angrily:
"Senior Sister Mo Li, do you know what kind of bullying I have received?"
"Just because I have no family background, just because I am a waste!"
"You are so amazing. You can take Elder Su as your teacher. You are a genius who is known to everyone since you were born. Everyone admires you and envy you!"
"Why?"
"..."
The holy bones around him once again glowed with scorching luster, and he swung the long sword in his hand violently, slashing in the direction of Mo Li.
Mo Li dodged sideways, and the fierce sword wind shook her body, swaying unsteadily until she retreated to the edge of the martial arts stage before finally stopping.
The onlookers around were stunned. They thought it would be an evenly matched battle, but why did it become one-sided as soon as it started?
If it was said that Mo Li was in trouble, then so many young handsome men who lost to her were all lies?
Since Mo Li is not helpless, then it means that this person named Mo Fan is too strong?
"Sister Mo Li, doesn't it hurt?"
"Her hands have been blown apart by the strong wind!"
"Senior Sister Mo Li has been beaten down until now? She can't even use a single move?"
The audience in the audience looked at each other in confusion, swallowing their saliva and talking one after another.
"What has this Senior Brother Mo Fan experienced?"
"I finally know why Senior Brother Mo Fan is so powerful..."
The breeze comes slowly.
Among the crowds of people, the three figures were not noticeable. As footsteps came, Su Bei led two disciples to the pavilion next to the martial arts stage.
In the elegant room, I saw this scene in front of me.
Looking at Mo Li's hand, which was constantly flowing with blood, and the long sword in his hand was actually soaked, Xiao Ruoqing's heart suddenly rose to her throat. She leaned on the railing and looked at everything in the audience, and said in a somewhat anxious voice:
"Master, shouldn't Junior Sister Mo Li do this?"
"Why haven't you taken action yet?"
"No matter how powerful Mo Fan's holy bones are, it won't be one-sided."
"What happened to Junior Sister Mo Li?"
Although there was still some minor friction between the two of them, they did not want Mo Li to lose, especially if he lost the pride that Mo Li regarded as his dignity.
Li Zijun sat next to Su Bei, handed the tea cup to Su Bei's lips, then looked at the two people on the stage, then narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly:
"Senior Sister, you see that although Senior Sister Mo Li has been retreating, is there any fluctuation in the energy and blood around her body?"
"In terms of strength and spiritual energy, Senior Sister Mo Li is indeed inferior to Mo Fan. In terms of pure strength, Holy Bones is indeed as he said, invincible at the same level. This is the only way to win.
Bar......"
Xiao Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and took a closer look at the two people in the audience. Only then did she realize that Junior Sister Mo Li seemed to be in a state of embarrassment, but in fact, the aura around her was extremely reserved and she had plenty of energy and blood. On the other hand, looking at the person in front of her, she was stunned for a moment.
Mo Fan seems to have always had the upper hand, but in fact, the spiritual energy in his body has gradually become thinner, and his movements are no longer as fast as before.
On the contrary, if you have some concerns, you will be confused?
Li Zijun gently rubbed Su Bei's shoulders, smiling brightly, and asked softly with a smile on his lips:
"Master, is your disciple right?"
"What do you think Senior Sister Mo Li's chances of winning are?"
Su Bei put down the tea bowl in his hand, stared at the silver-haired woman on the stage with complicated eyes, leaned against the window, stared at her for a while, and then slowly said:
"Eighty percent."
Upon hearing Su Bei's answer, the two women's faces instantly showed expressions of relief.
Although he thought that Mo Li could not lose, getting Su Bei's affirmation completely put his heart at ease.
Su Bei patted the two women and motioned for them to sit here, and then said to the owner of the restaurant:
"Shopkeeper, serve the wine and food."
Xiao Ruoqing looked at Su Bei with some doubts, her snow cheeks were slightly bulging, and her little fist was still gently hammering Su Bei's shoulder:
"Master, we have already had breakfast."
Su Bei covered his lips with his hand and coughed lightly. There was a pool of black blood on his palm. The two women looked anxious for a moment. Su Bei waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and said with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth.
:
"My master's disciple has returned from victory. He is hungry and naturally wants to eat something."
Then he stood up tremblingly and looked at the silver-haired figure on the stage with a smile.
"Disciple."
...
Mo Fan's heavy sword once again swung in the direction of Mo Li. Mo Li made a sword flower with his backhand and pushed it back towards Mo Fan. Although it was immediately bounced away, it hit Mo Fan out of thin air.
Added a few scars.
With a "clang" sound, Mo Fan's sword pressed hard against Mo Li's sword, and sparks shot out.
At this moment, a faint voice came over, and Mo Li's heart trembled slightly, as he vaguely seemed to hear the subtle and gentle voice.
Is it an auditory hallucination?
Mo Li raised his head and looked towards the place he was expecting, meeting the slightly curved eyes and warm smile.
She withdrew her gaze, and her uneasiness seemed to be completely let go at this moment.
Mo Fan roared, and the long sword in his hand gradually escaped from his control. He waved it desperately, and the roar became louder and louder, covering up the vast sound of the sword:
"In this poor place, I just want to climb up step by step!"
"I want to become stronger! I want to be the strongest! I can't stand it anymore, I don't want anyone to bully me!"
"I never want to see such arrogant eyes from you again!"
"Mo Li, it's you, a person like you, why don't you die!"
"..."
The sacred bone on his chest was instantly dazzling, and Mo Fan pointed the long sword in his hand at the sky above his head.
The original blue sky suddenly changed color, and a dark cloud rose.
Then Mo Fan's whole body was surrounded by light gold, and his figure shot straight into the sky. In the end, he was no longer visible, only the clouds and mist were rolling, and the thunder and lightning were strong.
"go!!"
An elder in the audience who had closed his eyes to relax opened his eyes, looked at the scene in front of him, and asked in surprise:
"What method is this?"
Tong Xiu beside him raised his eyelids and said calmly:
"It should be the Xiao Qian Sword Technique of the Sword Sect. There are seven moves in total. Apart from being too extreme, this disciple named Mo Fan is actually quite a genius. He actually practiced the fourth form at the beginning of the Golden Core."
Dark clouds rolled in the sky.
The next moment, a thunderbolt exploded, and a purple sky thunder as thick as a person broke through the black clouds and fell from the sky, like a long sword cutting through the sky.
Thunder suddenly fell from the sky, and with the rolling thunder, everyone's heart was raised in their throats.
"Senior Sister Mo Li, how are you going to hide?"
"Oh my god..."
"The victory or defeat has been decided."
Someone sighed.
Mo Fan looked like a god descending to earth. Under the light of the holy bones, he roared:
"Lie down!"
"!!"
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Endless thunder.
Mo Li raised his head and faced the rolling thunder, raising the long sword in his hand without dodge or giving way.
This action is exactly the same as when Su Bei held a long sword on the Immortal Platform.
it's time.
She muttered silently in her mind:
"Four of Swords."
The formidable long sword exuded a deep luster, and Mo Li handed out the sword lightly. This was also the first time she used the sword after dodging Mo Fan's swords.
A sword energy went up against the current and shot straight into the sky. Although it could not break the sky, it was still majestic.
Mo Fan's arrogant sky thunder was actually split into two parts, and slowly dissipated between the sky and the earth before it hit the ground.
Even the thick dark clouds that gradually gathered in the sky were separated by this sword energy, revealing a line of blue sky, which slowly closed.
Mo Fan's figure appeared on the sky, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he looked at the scene in front of him. He didn't understand why Mo Li, who had been chased and beaten by him, could actually
Use this sword?
This sword is already what my physical strength and spiritual energy can use.
He is unwilling!
He waved the long sword in his hand angrily and rushed towards Mo Li.
Mo Li leaned the long sword in his hand on the ground, with his right hand on the sword's head, and the other hand behind his back. His silver hair was no longer bound by the ribbon, and was swaying in the wind. Although his hands were soaked in blood, he still looked calm.
boom--
Mo Fan, who had not yet rushed in front of Mo Li, was instantly thrown away by Mo Li's sword. His whole body was like a meteor flying upside down, and he hit the ground heavily, and blood flowed uncontrollably.
A stream of hot blood flowed back, which was the backlash of the holy bones that he had been squeezing. Mo Fan stood up tremblingly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and rushed over again with a ferocious expression.
This dramatic change instantly stunned everyone in the audience, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
Mo Fan obviously has the upper hand all the time, what's going on?
Mo Fan got up again and rushed forward with his sword in hand. His eyes were full of madness and he almost shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Why?!"
"I can win! I am invincible at my level! I am the inheritor of the holy bones! I am the strongest!!"
"What means did you use? You can't stop it!!"
Mo Li knocked down the long sword in front of him with one strike of his sword, and the spiritual energy around him suddenly burst out. It was an extremely deep and mellow spiritual energy that he had been suppressing.
Then he stepped on Mo Fan who fell to the ground again!
Mo Fan was trampled to the ground and couldn't stand up. Blood was left from the corner of his mouth. He tried his best to raise his head and looked at the woman. At this moment, the woman was exuding a terrible murderous intention!
"Why?" Mo Fan spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Mo Li.
"What?" Mo Li asked.
Mo Fan looked at her almost crazily. He was being trampled underfoot in such a large crowd. His eyes were full of unwillingness:
"Why is there such a big difference in strength between you and me? Why do I practice day and night, and climb up from the bottom bit by bit, while you are just a pampered young lady, why?!"
"Why?"
Mo Fan's eyes seemed to be on fire! He felt that the person who was stepped on the ground today should be Mo Li!
Why him?
Mo Li looked at Mo Fan expressionlessly, with no light in his eyes, and said calmly: