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Chapter 291 Winner (for a wave of silver

"Did he hesitate just now?"

Liu Feng looked at the place buried by the mountain ice and frowned.

"Well...he gave up at the last moment!"

The great elder nodded and responded.

"Haha... Since ancient times, heroes have struggled with beauty. It seems that His Highness the Third Prince has also fallen under the pomegranate skirt of the Snow White Demon Emperor!"

Liu Feng shook his head and chuckled.

When the great elder heard this, he could not deny it.

Bai Xue looked at the landslide in the mountain, a hint of softness appeared on her cold face, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"boom!"

I saw that the place buried by the broken ice of the mountain suddenly exploded, and a figure jumped out from it.

"Hey! What are you doing? This is very dangerous!"

Mo Wen looked at Bai Xue with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

This woman, it’s dangerous to do this, okay?

"Stop talking nonsense! Come again!"

Bai Xue regained her former coolness and said coldly.

She was completely defeated in the two-hour physical confrontation with Mo Wen in the past two days. In the ice cave, with her late-stage physique, she was no match for Mo Wen, and the opponent's physical cultivation was obvious.

In that moment just now, Bai Xue used 100% of her strength.

When Liu Yan'er saw that Mo Wen was fine, her heart dropped.

"This kid's physique is probably already strong, but he was unscathed by the blow just now."

Liu Feng looked at Mo Wen who appeared again with surprise in his eyes.

"He is already invincible, it just depends on how he wins next!"

The Great Elder looked at Mo Wen's figure and said thoughtfully.

Bai Xue rushed towards Mo Wen again, and Mo Wen was also really angry and wanted to teach Bai Xue a lesson.

However, he was tricked by Bai Xue again.

When Bai Xue came into contact with Mo Wen, he directly summoned his divine clone, two against one.

Two fists were no match for four hands, and Mo Wen was beaten to the point of retreat.

"Sure enough, his spiritual power cultivation is only at the Nascent Soul stage. Although he has a great body, it will be difficult to win when the Snow White Demon Emperor's divine clone appears!"

Liu Feng looked at Mo Wen, who was being beaten and retreating, and said in a deep voice.

"If he wants to open up the situation, he must rely on his physical strength to hold on until the White Snow Demon Emperor is exhausted. This will be a protracted battle...what!"

The great elder suddenly exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.

"How can this be?"

Liu Qingcheng also exclaimed in surprise.

Liu Yan'er's eyes widened, she lightly covered her red lips, and was shocked by the scene in front of her!

"Three clones? What's going on?"

Liu Feng in the sky stared at Mo Wen with his mouth wide open.

The situation on the field changed, and six figures fought together. Two Bai Xue were defeated by four Mo Wen. Especially Bai Xue's divine clone, Mo Wen fought without any scruples, and a large-scale domestic violence scene was being staged on the field.

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The appearance of Mo Wen's three clones suddenly turned the tide of the battle. Under Mo Wen's successive heavy blows, Bai Xue's divine clones were scattered. She herself also consumed a lot of energy and could no longer maintain the manifestation of the divine clones.

"Certainly!"

Mo Wen gave a soft drink, and Bai Xue stood in the field unable to move as if a restraining spell had been cast on him.

But after a while, Bai Xue's body was struggling slightly. Mo Wen knew that his soul lock could only affect the opponent for a moment, but for a master to fight, this moment was enough.

Mo Wen suddenly rushed forward, and two clones restrained Bai Xue's arms, one on the left and one on the right.

"you lose!"

He looked at Bai Xue and said...

"you win!"

As soon as Mo Wen finished speaking, Bai Xue broke free from the shackles of the soul lock and let out a breath of turbid air.

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince wins this battle!"

The great elder recovered from the shock and announced the final result of the competition.

When Mo Wen heard the result announced, he loosened his grip on Bai Xue and put away his clone.

"What's wrong with your clone?"

Bai Xue looked at Mo Wen and asked.

Everyone present heard this and pricked up their ears.

"This is caused by the skills I practice."

Mo Wen replied.

"Your Highness, Third Prince, I see that your physical cultivation has reached the level of the Mahayana stage, but your spiritual cultivation is only at the Nascent Soul stage. This method of avatar is only available at the Soul Transformation stage, right? Is your technique at the Yuan Ying stage?"

Is it possible to manifest a clone as a baby?"

The great elder asked curiously.

"That's not true. My cultivation level is at the stage of divine transformation. It was only partially sealed due to some accidents, but this does not prevent me from manifesting my clone."

Mo Wen explained.

The great elder nodded after hearing this.

Liu Yan'er, who was rushing to the center of the competition arena, trembled slightly after hearing the elder's words.

It turns out that he is already in the Mahayana stage, no wonder he is so strong and tormenting himself to death. On the contrary, the more he toils, the more energetic he becomes...

No wonder Ye Xiaoxiao was nowhere to be seen when Mo Wen came back. She must have been just like him, too tormented to get out of bed!

"Congratulations to His Highness the Third Prince on his final victory! If the Third Prince has any needs, he can contact our Qingqiu Fox Clan. For daily needs and contact, just contact Yan'er directly. She will be your exclusive contact person from now on."

Liu Feng lowered his figure and bowed to Mo Wen.

"Thank you, Chief Liu!"

Mo Wen bowed his hands and returned the courtesy.

Mo Wen looked calm and had no feelings about this victory. Because he had no ideals or ambitions, Wentian City had been built and he did not need any support from the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

"Qingcheng, the next president of the Chamber of Commerce of All Nations will be Yan'er for ten years. Do you have any opinions?"

Liu Feng turned around and looked at Liu Qingcheng and said.

"Don't you dare! Everyone has seen my little sister's achievements over the years. As for her investment vision, she is better than me. I am convinced. She should be the one to hold the position of president."

Liu Qingcheng said respectfully.

Liu Feng nodded when he heard this, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. This son of his was capable of taking things up and letting them go. He was a man who could become a great person.

"Yan'er, you will be the next president of the Chamber of Commerce of All Nations!"

Liu Feng smiled at Liu Yan'er.

"Thank you, father. Yan'er will definitely fulfill her mission and carry forward the Chamber of Commerce of All Nations!"

Liu Yan'er had a smile on her face and said excitedly.

"Great Elder, spread the news to the clan, and arrange for people to spread the news to the 35,000 branches in Yunlan Continent. Tell them that the new Chamber of Commerce President of the All Nations Chamber of Commerce is Yan'er."

Liu Feng explained to the great elder.

"Okay, Patriarch! I'll make arrangements right away!"

The great elder bowed his hands and bowed, then left through the air.

"Let's go back first! This is not the place to talk!"

Liu Feng glanced at the desolate field and said. The battle between Mo Wen and Bai Xue left this place full of holes.

"Snow Demon King, I have something I want to talk to you about..."

Mo Wen looked at Bai Xue and suddenly said.

"good……"

When Bai Xue heard this, she turned to look at Mo Wen.

When Liu Feng heard Mo Wen's words, he glanced at his son and daughter out of the corner of his eye and shook his head.

Liu Yan'er was fine, but Liu Qingcheng's expression changed.

He felt threatened by Mo Wen.

It’s that sense of threat and oppression from love rivals!


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