Rebirth Of The Most Peerless Venerable

Chapter 35: Did you admit defeat?

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When Ling Xiao heard the words, he obediently stood aside. He was not worried that Mo Junlan would not be able to beat Zhang Anwei, because Mo Junlan's combat power could not be measured by his cultivation.

Because of the practice, Mo Junlan has a special physique that is stronger when he is strong. Even if he is seriously injured, he will recover quickly.

And after recovering from the injury, Mo Junlan's cultivation will also improve.

"There is a price to be paid for being young and frivolous." Zhang Anwei looked at Mo Junlan with a gloomy expression.

"Shut your bird's beak, stop talking nonsense, and do it directly." Mo Junlan's cold eyes were like frost, and the white clothes on his body rose with the sea breeze.

Zhang Anwei was completely irritated by Mo Junlan's attitude, his face twisted, and then he moved to slap Mo Junlan with the palm of his hand.

Mo Junlan turned around and took out the bamboo flute before Zhang Anwei's attack came.

Looking at the bamboo flute in Mo Junlan's hand, Zhang Anwei was even more angry. He thought that Mo Junlan must be looking down on him, so he used an ordinary bamboo flute as a weapon to deal with him.

But Mo Junlan really didn't take him seriously.

Mo Junlan has previous life experience, so he does not lack combat experience, and this body is his own, so when he uses it, he has no discomfort.

Zhang Anwei showed no mercy, he directly used 100% of his strength to attack Mo Junlan.

Mo Junlan raised his hand, with the bamboo flute in front of him, blocking Zhang Anwei's attack with ease.

At the same time, Mo Junlan's cultivation was also exposed.

Zhang Anwei was a little surprised that Mo Junlan could directly block his own attack, but after discovering that Mo Junlan's cultivation was only at the primary level of Yuanlingjing, he said disdainfully, "Your cultivation is not good enough. You are only at the primary level of the Yuanling Realm, and you dare to…”

However, before Zhang Anwei's words were finished, Mo Junlan kicked him directly.

Mo Junlan's robe fluttered in the wind, his face was calm but indifferent, his attack carried a strong spiritual power, and an invisible sharp sword energy.

Zhang Anwei didn't take Mo Junlan seriously, so he directly blocked Mo Junlan's attack with his hand. However, when Mo Junlan kicked Zhang Anwei, he saw that Zhang Anwei's hand changed rapidly. became bloody.

Mo Junlan held the bamboo flute, raised his hand and swept forward again, only to see Zhang Anwei's body fly upside down.

This scene also shocked everyone present.

Seeing that Zhang Anwei was at a disadvantage, Ouyang Feng's expression changed.

Although Zhang Anwei was injured, his cultivation was not low. Even if he was hit by Mo Junlan, he did not fall directly into the sea.

It's just that Zhang Anwei's face was very ugly. His right hand was seriously injured. Not only was his skin ripped apart, he even broke two fingers.

Mo Junlan's figure stood in mid-air, white clothes fluttering, and his long hair was like ink. He looked at Zhang Anwei, suddenly smiled slightly, and said, "Are you admitting defeat?"

Zhang Anwei gritted his teeth, glared at Mo Junlan angrily, and said bitterly, "Your cultivation... No... You must be hiding your cultivation."

He didn't believe that he would be embarrassed to lose to a person whose cultivation base was so much lower than himself.

"You don't want to believe the truth?" Mo Junlan smiled, but there was a cold look in his eyes.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them and did not dare to express their opinions at will.

After all, none of them wanted to provoke Mo Junlan.