Hearing Mo Wangchen's words, Jueming Holy Son sneered, and his eyes became even more disdainful.
"Buzz!"
However, at this moment, Mo Wangchen flicked his finger, seemingly casually, but in an instant, a sharp aura filled the whole place.
An astonishing finger light cut through many of them, blooming with a dazzling light in the night, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed towards the location of the Holy Son of Death.
This finger contains the power of the Law of Sword, and its tyranny is enough to kill any peak master of the Void Immortal Realm.
Everyone in the audience was shocked. They never expected that Mo Wangchen would take action directly.
Moreover, his gesture made most of the people present feel fear in their eyes, and no one dared to look down upon him.
"Um?"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the Holy Son of Death frowned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, with murderous intent emerging.
"court death!"
Even though the power of Mo Wangchen's finger surprised him, it still didn't pose much of a threat to him.
After snorting coldly, the body of the Holy Son of Jueming turned into a stream of light, and he swept out of the pavilion in an instant, avoiding Mo Wangchen's attack, and appeared high in the sky.
"Huh? What happened?"
On the banks of the Martial Arts Lake, everyone wandering here was also attracted by what just happened in the pavilion.
Looking around, he saw an astonishing finger light flashing in the dark night, and the Holy Son of Death was forced out of the pavilion by the finger light just now.
"Is there anyone fighting against the Holy Son of Death?"
"Who is it? How dare you provoke this murderous god!"
Everyone was surprised and turned their eyes away, only to see a young man in white stepping out of the pavilion. His clothes were slowly fluttering in the night wind, and his aura was revealed.
"Who is this person?"
"Looking at the aura on his body, he is at least in the middle stage of the Void Immortal Realm. How dare he take action against the Holy Son of Destiny?"
Amid the discussion, Mo Wangchen came outside the pavilion. His body slowly floated up, and finally reached the same height as Jueming in the sky.
"Do you know that you are looking for death?"
Jueming stood with his hands behind his back, and he seemed to have an innate air of a king. He despised Mo Wangchen and did not take action immediately.
"Noisy."
Mo Wangchen sneered. The other party's arrogance gave him a vague feeling of familiarity. In the past, when he was still in Tiannan, the Demon Emperor and his queen were like this.
However, compared with Yao Wuliang's arrogance, what this person has more is a kind of arrogance, and he dares to look down on his contemporaries in the world.
"Boom!"
After finishing his words, Mo Wangchen took action again. A big hand in the void contained the power of the True Art of Fighting. It was infinitely powerful. At the moment it appeared, it seemed to crush the void and pressed hard towards the Holy Son of Death.
"You are really looking for death!"
The face of the Holy Son of Death became even colder, and the murderous intent in his eyes finally burst out uncontrollably.
He squeezed the seal with his hand, and suddenly the rays of light illuminated the entire night sky, converging into a sea of spiritual power, rolling towards the big hand that pressed down.
"Boom!"
A shocking collision was imminent, and fanatical waves of air swept into the void in all directions. It was terrifying and astonishing, and even the void became distorted at this moment.
"Who is this person? How dare he fight against the Holy Son of Death?"
"Although he is only in the Void Immortal Realm, his attacks are already beyond what ordinary Void Immortal Realm experts can perform. How long ago was there such a genius in the Qingwu League who could cross levels to fight against enemies?"
People were surprised and focused their eyes entirely on Mo Wangchen, but no one could recognize him.
"Could it be those geniuses who were hidden in the snow before?" Someone thought of this possibility.
Amidst the discussion, the battle continued, and the Holy Son of Death launched two killing moves, forcing Mo Wangchen.
However, what surprised him was that in the face of his fierce offensive, Mo Wangchen easily resisted it, seemingly effortlessly, which was surprising.
Moreover, when the opponent strikes back, the attack seems to be more terrifying than before. The moves keep coming and the power is also increasing.
"interesting……"
The Holy Son of Death sneered, and for the first time a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.
"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant. You do have some abilities, but to me, you are still far behind. The name of Jue Ming is in vain. Now that you have taken action, you must be prepared to be beheaded."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his fingers together, and endless divine light suddenly burst out. Each one was extremely terrifying and contained infinite murderous intent. It was like a meteor shower falling, trying to kill Mo Wangchen here.
"Condensation!"
Mo Wangchen spoke calmly, and the law of the sword was activated to the extreme. In an instant, thousands of sword lights rose into the sky, affecting the falling finger lights.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
There was a clear cracking sound, and the light of the fingers and the sword were both extinguished. They were fighting against each other, and no one could do anything to defeat the other.
"Who is this man in white? He actually cultivates in the Void Immortal Realm and can fight against the Holy Son of Death without falling behind!"
People were completely shocked. Throughout the ancient times, there were indeed many geniuses who could rise above the ranks to fight against the enemy. But the difference is that today's Jueming Son is also one of the top geniuses in the world, almost invincible in his generation.
, it is simply impossible to cross the realm and fight with him.
At night, the Holy Son of Death finally frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, the other party actually used his killing move again.
He was curious in his heart, when did such a young genius exist in the Qingwu League?
"Boom!"
In the night sky, the two of them each used their own skills, and continued to attack each other with tyrannical killing moves. The momentum that broke out every time they collided was shocking.
They fought from the lake to high in the sky, and the infinite momentum surged. The light erupted from the collision illuminated the entire night, making the stars dim and the color of the sky and earth changing.
"Who is this person? With his cultivation in the Void Immortal Realm, he can fight Jueming to this point. He can't be an unknown person!"
"The power of his laws is infinitely powerful, and it has already exceeded the level that people in the Void Immortal Realm should understand. When did this person exist in the Qingwu League?"
No one has a face that is not surprised. Even the Infinite Holy Son, Liu Qingfeng and others in the pavilion at this moment are extremely surprised in their hearts.
"A mysterious genius appears from nowhere, using his cultivation in the Void Immortal Realm to fight against the Holy Son of Destiny!"
"Among the younger generation of the Qingwu League, there are very few who do not have this kind of peak showdown. This battle is not to be missed."
Many people in Qingdi City were alarmed. After learning the news, they immediately rushed towards Wudao Lake.
As time goes by, more and more people gather here.
"disease!"
In the distant sky, a divine rainbow suddenly appeared quickly. It was a man in white clothes, holding a folding fan in his hand. He was standing in the sky, frowning at the moment, looking up at the battle in the sky.
"Qing Dizi!"
"Did he even come out of the Qing Emperor's Palace by surprise?"
People were in an uproar, and even the Emperor's son showed up. This shows that this battle is anything but ordinary. They all underestimated the strength of the mysterious man in white. Otherwise, how could even the Qing Emperor's son be alarmed.