Mo Qingwu's eyes flashed slightly, but he remained silent.
"When this person first entered the Burning Heaven Sect, he showed a very tyrannical talent in martial arts. He was able to leapfrog challenges, which was particularly amazing. However, his personality was too tough. He offended a first-level force in Chizhou Territory and was hunted down. , and finally died in the mountains!" Chen Qingbei continued.
"You're talking nonsense!!!" Mo Qingwu's body went limp and he almost fell to the ground, his face completely drained of color.
"Nonsense? Haha... Mo Qingwu, if you think this sect is talking nonsense, then just talk nonsense!" Chen Qingbei sneered. He was fabricating this news at this moment. First, to make Mo Qingwu give up on Su Chen. Second, to influence Mo Qingwu's condition, although the use of pills has reduced Mo Qingwu's combat effectiveness to a great level, but what if there is another accident? To be on the safe side, he revealed the news that Su Chen was dead so that Mo Qingwu would not be interested in fighting, thus killing two birds with one stone.
"Su Chen will not die!" Mo Qingwu said every word, but the aura on his body had begun to become disordered, and it was obvious that his heart was no longer calm.
"Really?" Chen Qingbei smiled disdainfully: "You know best what Su Chen's character is..."
Mo Qingwu trembled.
yes!
She knew best what Su Chen's character was. He was too stubborn and too proud. She would not be surprised at all if Su Chen offended a first-class force.
Could it be that Su Chen really...
Mo Qingwu's angina pectoris was aching, and there were already some tears in her beautiful eyes.
"Okay, let's go on stage and fight!" Chen Qingbei sneered. Looking at Mo Qingwu's look, he knew that he had gotten the result he wanted.
Mo Qingwu seemed to have lost his mind and walked towards the martial arts arena like a zombie.
Zhang Xingxiao looked at Mo Qingwu from a distance, and she smiled cruelly.
soon.
The two took the stage again.
There was a lot of discussion around the fighting stage:
"What happened to Fairy Qingwu?"
"The saint seems to be crying!"
"She looks like she's lost her soul!"
"Damn!!! What happened?"
"Can we still win?"
… … …
On the fighting stage.
"What? You look like you're about to cry, haha... I'm so sorry for you!" Zhang Xingxiao stared at Mo Qingwu and sneered: "What happened? Tell me to make my sister happy."
Mo Qingwu remained silent, as if her soul had been sucked out of her body.
Standing there, she didn't even look at Zhang Xingxiao, as if she had forgotten that this was still a duel.
Her mind was filled with Su Chen's scenes in the Human God City.
Her heart really hurts so much.
"Huh, don't say anything?" Zhang Xingxiao snorted, and then the purple sword in his hand suddenly moved.
Suddenly, a cold light danced, the shadow of the sword moved, and the ink danced away.
But Mo Qingwu still stood there, as if he didn't know the danger was coming.
Around the fighting stage, the discussion suddenly became louder:
"Saint, you're going to fight!"
"What happened?"
"Are you stupid? Take action!"
"Are you looking for death?!"
… …
In a blink of an eye.
puff! ! !
A clear voice rippled in the air, and Mo Qingwu stepped back. Her arm was covered in bright red, and a two-inch long sword mark penetrated deep into her flesh.
At the same time, Zhang Xingxiao was already standing in front of Mo Qingwu, only one meter away from Mo Qingwu.
"Mo Qingwu, you are really rubbish to the extreme! With this kind of strength, can you also be a saint? Haha..." Zhang Xingxiao said with a mocking smile, feeling very happy.
"Saint, Saint, Saint, what's wrong with you? Take action!" Xiao Luo shouted loudly from the crowd below the martial arts arena, bursting into tears and stamping her feet anxiously.
Mo Qingwu glanced at Xiao Luo subconsciously. Then, with trembling hands, she raised her sword and suddenly shouted: "Go to hell!!!"
There was murderous intent in her voice, sadness, anger, and pain that was difficult to express.
Her sword actually contained murderous intent.
It seemed that he wanted to fight Zhang Xingxiao until death.
The Green Butterfly Sword turned into a ray of cold light, streaking through the air, and the green shadow was thick as the sword came down.
Zhang Xingxiao was stunned at first, and then became obviously frightened. How could she have imagined that Mo Qingwu would fight her to the death? He subconsciously took a step back, and the purple sword in his hand moved forward in panic.
In a blink of an eye.
Ding!
Amidst the harsh and clear sound, the two cyan and purple swords collided together.
It was obvious that Mo Qingwu fell back, vomiting blood as he backed away.
Although Zhang Xingxiao also took two steps back, she was not injured.
It seemed that Mo Qingwu was at a disadvantage and Zhang Xingxiao was at an advantage.
This scene shocked all the Thunder Sect disciples. They all opened their mouths and stared at the martial arts arena in disbelief.
What happened to Mo Qingwu? How come you only have this strength? Didn’t you beat Zhang Xingxiao before
What's going on now
Little did they know that after taking the elixir, Mo Qingwu's strength dropped to a huge level.
Zhang Xingxiao herself was shocked.
But, soon, she got excited! ! !
She had a vague guess, thinking that the leader of the Thunder Sect was quite good. She took a deep breath, and all her fear suddenly dissipated. Her eyes were as bright as two stars, shining with cruel light.
"Mo Qingwu, you want to kill me?" Zhang Xingxiao sneered, "It's hard for you to hurt me even if I'm standing here, do you believe it?"
"Go to hell!" Mo Qingwu's eyes were a little red, and she seemed to be losing her mind. She shouted lowly, and regardless of her injuries, she pounced on him again.
Zhang Xingxiao stood there with only a sneer.
In a blink of an eye.
coming.
Mo Qingwu's Blue Butterfly Sword was right in front of her. Zhang Xingxiao's sudden figure flashed and she easily dodged Mo Qingwu's Blue Butterfly Sword. At the same time, the purple sword in her hand was Suddenly it passed across Mo Qingwu's shoulders and neck.
A deep, bloody sword mark, three inches long, spread so clearly over Mo Qingwu's shoulders and neck, and it looked very scary.
Blood surged rapidly from the wound, staining her clothes.
Mo Qingwu frowned in pain, his face turned pale and bloodless, and he subconsciously took two steps back, feeling sad and helpless.
There were drops of blood on Zhang Xingxiao's purple sword.
Zhang Xingxiao's smile became more comfortable, and she felt indescribably happy when she saw Mo Qingwu's miserable state.
Under the fighting stage, the more than 100,000 Thunder Sect disciples were silent at first! ! !
Then, suddenly broke out:
"Mo Qingwu, what on earth are you doing?"
"Mo Qingwu, is this your strength?"
"Holy girl? This is what I'm paying back to him~~ Holy girl! She's not as good as an ordinary true disciple!"
"Shame on you!"
"It's so embarrassing."
… …
Almost all the disciples of Lei Ming Sect didn't know what happened to Mo Qingwu. They only knew that Mo Qingwu was suddenly no longer Zhang Xingxiao's opponent, and the gap was still huge.
How can people accept this