Wang Yuan's face was startled, and an unpleasant feeling began to appear in his heart.
No matter how hard he exerted his strength, it was difficult to withdraw the Spirit-Burning Sword.
Mo Wangchen's palms, like the hands of gods and demons, tightly grasped the sword body of the Burning Spirit Sword and firmly imprisoned it there.
"I just say one thing, let go."
Looking at Wang Yuan who had blue veins on his face, Mo Wangchen spoke calmly.
"roll!"
The Burning Spirit Sword could not be withdrawn. Wang Yuan shouted angrily and began to attack Mo Wangchen. He smacked out with a palm. The majestic palm force shook the void and destroyed it. It was like a volcano erupting, and it fiercely moved towards Mo Wangchen.
Don’t forget the dust coming.
"Buzz..."
Mo Wangchen had no fear, the divine power of the avenue surged, and a thick barrier formed in front of him. Even if Wang Yuan attacked, he could not break the defense at all.
"Bah!"
After neutralizing Wang Yuan's attack, Mo Wangchen was too lazy to say any more nonsense. The law of the sword condensed, and he pointed out in the air.
The sharp and astonishing finger light penetrated the void and reached Wang Yuan's eyebrows.
"not good!"
Wang Yuan's expression changed drastically, and he had no thought at all. The only thought that came to his mind was to avoid the attack of this finger, otherwise he would inevitably perish here.
"Whoosh!"
He let go of the Burning Spirit Sword and suddenly swept his body to the side.
"Bah!"
However, Mo Wangchen's finger was still too fast. Even though Wang Yuan had prepared early, he still could not escape.
The moment he started to move, his finger pierced through his right shoulder, revealing an astonishing blood hole.
"ah!"
Wang Yuan joined in and his face instantly turned pale. This finger contained the divine power of the Great Dao, which was beyond his ability to resist. At this moment, his body flew upwards and he couldn't help but cough up blood.
"It's true..."
Mo Wangchen didn't pay any attention to Wang Yuan. He took the Burning Spirit Sword and quickly looked at it, with a glint in his eyes.
"call!"
He held the sword and swung it violently in the void, and the crazy momentum surged across all directions like a turbulent wave.
This Spirit Burning Sword was as heavy as the rumors. With the power of the King Mo Wangchen's body, it was just right to wield it. For him, this was indeed a handy weapon.
"you!"
In the distance, when Wang Yuan stabilized his figure, his face was extremely ugly. There was still blood left at the corner of his mouth. He looked at Mo Wangchen and shouted angrily, "Give back the Burning Spirit Sword!"
"Let you also try the power of this sword."
Mo Wangchen sneered, and as he spoke, he held the Burning Spirit Sword in his hand and suddenly rushed out.
He stepped on the void with the soles of his feet, holding the Burning Spirit Sword in his hand, as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back. Every time he took a step, a terrifying crack appeared in the space.
"Buzz..."
The sword roared, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Wangchen arrived in front of Wang Yuan. He held the sword in both hands, raised it above his head, and when his arms shook violently, the shiny black sword body was chopped down with force.
"Boom!"
Under the eyes of everyone in the audience, Wang Yuan's body-protecting spiritual power was directly chopped into pieces by this sword. This was a heavy sword, and the sword body was not sharp, but Mo Wangchen slashed with his sword.
That earth-shattering force also shattered Wang Yuan's left shoulder bone into pieces.
He let out a scream, and his body fell to the ground like a meteorite, hitting Wanhong City below. A large crater appeared, and he passed out immediately.
"hiss!"
All around, everyone's faces were shocked, with an inexplicable horror, and some couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
The power unleashed by the Burning Spirit Sword in Mo Wangchen's hand was beyond everyone's imagination.
The power of that sword was like a mountain in the sky collapsing. The Burning Spirit Sword, which was as heavy as a ten thousand stone, was slashed down by Mo Wangchen with the full strength of his divine king body. It was absolutely impossible for human power to withstand it.
With one sword, just one sword, Wang Yuan, who was in the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, was struck so hard that he vomited blood and passed out.
What everyone didn't know was that just now, Mo Wangchen was a little merciful and did not use all his strength.
The power of the Burning Spirit Sword was also beyond Mo Wangchen's expectation. According to his inference, with this sword in his hand, if he slashed it with all his strength, the power would be enough to make even the quasi-gods not underestimate him.
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"I don't want to kill anyone yet. Otherwise, the sword strike just now would have caused him to fall into a coma. The Wang family is required to move out of Wanhong City within three days, and the Qianyuan Sect is not allowed to take action against anyone from the Du family. Otherwise, I will
You’re really welcome.”
As he spoke, Mo Wangchen put away the Burning Spirit Sword and turned his gaze to Wang Yuanfei and the two strong men from the Qianyuan Sect below.
The three of them looked shocked, and their hearts were extremely angry. Mo Wangchen's power was beyond their expectation. They originally thought that Wang Yuan would be able to suppress him, but they never expected that the final result would be...
The Wang family's ancestral weapon, the Burning Spirit Sword, was taken away, and Wang Yuan was seriously injured and fell unconscious.
"you!"
The two old men from the Qianyuan Sect clenched their fists and wanted to say something, but in the end they were pulled back by Wang Yuanfei, "Let's leave first. This person's strength is beyond imagination and we cannot handle it."
Hearing these words, the two of them couldn't help but calm down, but their faces were still angry. They glanced at Mo Wangchen and said, "I, the master of the Qianyuan Sect, are on the way to Wanhong City. Since you insist on helping the Du family,
If you can, don’t leave first!”
After saying this, without waiting for Mo Wangchen's response, the two of them turned around, helped Wang Yuan with Wang Yuanfei's support, and left the place in despair.
Although the Wang family has suffered heavy losses, the Qianyuan Sect has not suffered much losses so far. When the masters of the sect arrive, Mo Wangchen will definitely be suppressed.
As one of the three holy places in Ningzhou, if Mo Wangchen is not captured, how will the Qianyuan Sect have the dignity to establish a foothold in Ningzhou in the future?
"Little friend, you have done your best to help our Du family twice. You should leave as soon as possible. If the masters of the Qianyuan Sect really arrive, it will be really troublesome..."
When Mo Wangchen returned to the Du family, Du Qianhai, Du Xinyue and others all looked at him gratefully.
With a godhead in his body and such impressive combat power, in the eyes of everyone in the Du family, Mo Wangchen must be an important genius disciple of a transcendent force in the wasteland.
But the wasteland is too far away after all. Even if it is the holy land over there, it would be difficult to reach here.
If the strong men from the Qianyuan Sect arrive, there will be a lot of trouble. The Du family is already unable to escape, so why bother dragging Mo Wangchen into the water again?
"It doesn't matter, I just warned them. If they really don't know whether to live or die, I won't mind visiting the Qianyuan Gate myself." Mo Wangchen waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
Hearing this, Du Qianhai and others became even more surprised, and they were extremely curious. What kind of support did he have to dare to say such a thing?
After all, the Qianyuan Sect is one of the three holy places in Ningzhou. It has inherited a force that has lasted for thousands of years. Its foundation is powerful and unpredictable. There are many masters in the sect. Even if Mo Wangchen has the strength of the late stage of the Celestial Immortal Realm,