The two of them were swordfighting in the air for countless sunsets. Just when everyone was looking drowsy, the two of them ducked away again, putting some distance between them, and they all looked at each other fearfully.
They all know that their skills and swordsmanship are on par with each other's, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.
So I don’t plan to waste time anymore.
"Damn...how could this little devil be so strong..." Yue Qinglian wiped the sweat from her forehead and muttered to herself through gritted teeth.
Mo Jiuyou breathed a long sigh of relief, appeared behind Yue Qinglian again, and struck out with his sword.
Yue Qinglian was a little impatient. She turned around with ease, waved her sword to block the opponent's blow and said, "You can't hurt me, so why bother using this move?"
Yue Qinglian was helpless. Mo Jiuyou and her own talents were both very good. There was no way to tell the winner in the same situation.
"Although it is difficult for me to hurt you, I must win this game!"
A trace of determination flashed in Mo Jiuyou's eyes, he swung his sword to pick up the opponent's sword edge, and stabbed Yue Qinglian's chest with the sword.
Yue Qinglian was startled by this scene. She quickly put away her arrogance and dodged to avoid the blow, but she was still a step too slow and was hit on the shoulder.
Yue Qinglian covered her blood-red shoulders and looked at Mo Jiuyou, who was sweating profusely, with disbelief and regret in her eyes...
She felt incredible about Mo Jiuyou's perseverance. What was the other party doing? Can you work so hard...
She felt remorseful for her actions, so why did she feel arrogant? Only then was he accidentally attacked by the opponent...
Now that she was injured beforehand, if Mo Jiuyou can still keep fighting like this, Yue Qinglian will definitely lose!
"You have lost. Sister, give up. I really don't want to hurt you..." Mo Jiuyou raised his head and looked at Yue Qinglian and said.
She naturally sees the current situation clearly. If this continues, Yue Qinglian will definitely lose. Mo Jiuyou does not want to harm the kind-hearted Holy Maiden of Wushan.
"No, I have a reason to win this match!" Yue Qinglian glanced at Gu Yan and said while gritting her silver teeth.
Mo Jiuyou was stunned for a moment, and seemed to see Yue Qinglian's determination, so he said: "Sister Qinglian, since you want to win so much, then use all your strength and stop limiting your cultivation. .
After all, cultivation is also part of one's own strength. This is a matter of course and you don't need to feel guilty. "
"Yes, yes! Sister Saint, please release all your cultivation power. You will definitely be able to defeat Mo Jiuyou."
There were also people in the audience trying to persuade him.
They all felt unworthy of what Yue Qinglian did. It was clear that realm was part of their own strength, so why did they let Jiuyou be possessed?
"Haha... I said that if I want to have a fair duel with Sister Jiuyou, I must have a fair duel. This saint never breaks her promise."
Yue Qinglian showed a sweet smile to everyone, and everyone was moved for a while.
"Oh my god, she is indeed a saint from the fairy world, her demeanor is different!"
"Yes, yes!"
Everyone gave Yue Qinglian a thumbs up.
Although Yue Qinglian still kept a smile on her face when she heard this, she wanted to scold her in her heart.
If I hadn't signed a contract with heaven, I would have lifted my own cultivation restrictions long ago. Why would I still be wasting time here with Mo Jiuyou?
"Sister Jiuyou, don't feel guilty, just feel free to attack me boldly." Yue Qinglian smiled at Mo Jiuyou and continued to maintain her character.
Seeing the kind smile on the other party's face, Mo Jiuyou began to hesitate.
The other party could obviously beat me, but Jie chose to suppress his cultivation and put himself in this situation...
Or give this victory to the other party...
Mo Jiuyou felt that he would not have been able to win if Yue Qinglian hadn't let go.
Seeing the scene where Mo Jiuyou was stunned, Yue Qinglian was instantly overjoyed. The other party was stunned, so couldn't she take advantage of it?
"Sister Mo Jiuyou, you have to be careful!" Yue Qinglian pretended to remind the other party, then appeared behind the other party and struck out with a palm.
Mo Jiuyou reacted from his thoughts and wanted to turn around to resist, but it was too late. Yue Qinglian severely injured his back, and he immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Mo Jiuyou quickly ducked and pulled away, his face looking a little pale.
Yue Qinglian's attack was subtle and powerful, but Mo Jiuyou did not use spiritual energy to protect his body. Even with the protection of the armor, he was seriously injured.
"Damn it, this Yue Qinglian is so mean, she even carried out a sneak attack!"
Mo Zhenren patted the armrest beside him angrily, but accidentally hit Mo Gu Ya on the head.
Mo Gu Ya: ⊙﹏⊙
Families, this is so hard...
He really wanted to leave Mo Zhenren's side, but he was afraid of getting punched...
Mo Jiuyou put away his thoughts and began to focus his consciousness wholeheartedly on the duel with Yue Qinglian.
Looking at Mo Jiuyou who suddenly became more serious, Yue Qinglian sneered in her heart.
Mo Jiuyou was seriously injured, but she didn't believe that he could still turn the world upside down.
Yue Qinglian believed that as long as she put away her arrogance and seriously accepted every attack from Mo Jiuyou, the opponent would definitely not be able to defeat her in a protracted battle.
When the audience saw this scene, they would praise her perseverance. She was so strong but still unwilling to lift the restrictions on her cultivation. What would they think of her, the saint who protects the world?
