"This…” Fu Qinghong fell silent.
If the first ti was good luck, the fact that the second ti they had figured out the opponent’s trap ant they truly had real skill.
"Set up a formation again, this ti following Zhang Xuan’s…”
This thought didn’t trouble her for long as Fu Qinghong shouted loudly.
Right or wrong, first try it.
"Okay!” Everyone nodded at the sa ti.
...
"Now you realize, but it’s already too late…” Mo Baiye raised an eyebrow, not giving them the chance to set up their formation, he strode forward, his Mo Dao waved like the wind, chopping down over their heads.
Fu Qinghong startled, hurriedly took her whip to block; though the handle was also forged from fine steel, it couldn’t withstand the unleashed Mo Dao.
"Crash!” In an instant, the handle split in two, the remaining saber qi continued forward, striking Fu Qinghong’s chest.
With a muffled sound, Fu Qinghong was sent flying backward, blood spewing from her mouth in midair as she could no longer move.
One move, severely injured!
"Elder Qinghong…”
Unexpectedly this guy moved so fast, by the ti Fu Qinghan and the others reacted, it was already too late. As they waved their petals again, Mo Baiye didn’t dodge and continued rushing forward, chopping down once more.
This strike was even more ruthless than before, Fu Qinghong, with cultivation higher than hers couldn’t resist, and naturally, neither could she.
"This is bad, he’s seen the flaw…”
Zhang Xuan’s expression turned ashen.
Had Fu Qinghong and others listened to him earlier, they would have almost won, not ending up in such a sorry state.
Now, after tasting these two moves, Mo Baiye realized that these Fu Family elders, despite their fancy techniques, lacked sufficient attack power. Subduing them only needed overpowering strength, making the outco no longer suspenseful.
"Elder Qinghan, don’t dodge, use your whip to strike Mo Baiye’s left leg!”
Knowing it was impossible for the three of them to win without Fu Qinghong, Zhang Xuan transmitted his voice, simultaneously darting forward, his arm extending fiercely, the Mo Dao in his palm slashing across.
Ding!
The two sabers collided, and the Mo Dao in Zhang Xuan’s hand, obtained from Ling Buyang, was of average quality and was chopped in two after one strike.
However, this block halted the saber qi that descended towards Fu Qinghan.
Failing to land the blow, Mo Baiye didn’t attack again but instead stepped back.
Zhang Xuan, with a grim face, turned to look at Elder Fu Qinghan on the side: “I told you to strike his left leg, why didn’t you move?”
Having blocked the Mo Dao, Mo Baiye was vulnerable below the waist. The strike just now, had it been executed, would have certainly hit. If she didn’t want to get injured and forcefully withdrew her strength, he could have taken the chance to counterattack!
Such an opportunity was wasted!
Disobeyed once, twice, now thrice, and still not listening…
No wonder the Fu Family, despite having many masters, still needed marriage alliances to maintain their position. These elders’ strength and adaptability were indeed not comndable! ȑΑŊօΒƐs̈
"Expecting them to defeat ? Zhang Xuan, I really don’t know if you are smart or foolish!”
Seeing his embarrassnt, Mo Baiye scoffed: “The won of the Fu Family, practicing Fox Charm Destiny, are each indoctrinated from a young age to be independent and strong, to not heed n’s orders. Do you really think a few words would completely convince them? What a dream!”
Zhang Xuan frowned.
No wonder.
Whether it’s the clan head or the elders of the Fu Family, all are won, held in high regard; they naturally have an aversion to n taking the lead. Being strangers with him, directly giving them instructions, it’s really bizarre that they would listen.
Without letting these few collaborate, relying on himself, he too likely couldn’t defeat the founder of Mo Dao Destiny.
"Like this, you still want to kill … all of you, die!”
Without giving Zhang Xuan ti to adjust, Mo Bai Ye moved forward again, swinging the Mo Dao, blade wind howling.
Knowing his limited strength, and even with the Mo Dao, he could not win, Zhang Xuan flicked his wrist and the Cold Nether Sword appeared in his palm, stabbing forward.
"Sword art? You’ve actually also practiced the Way of Sword Destiny?”
Seeing the young man’s exquisite swordsmanship and failing to win after several moves, Mo Bai Ye beca agitated once again.
This guy indeed has thods to practice other fragnts of the heavens, luckily he didn’t reveal it in the Heaven Mandate Hall, otherwise, such treasures would have been snatched by others first.
"Let’s attack together…”
As the Pathos of Heaven was deployed, Zhang Xuan knew he could barely hold off Mo Bai Ye but also realized he couldn’t hold on for long. Unable to withstand any longer, he looked towards Fu Qinghan and the others behind him.
"Whoever dares to help, will end up just like Fu Qinghong…” Mo Bai Ye bellowed loudly.
"We…”, Fu Qinghan’s face turned pale, and they all couldn’t help but take a step back in unison.
Having only exchanged a few moves, all of them ended up injured. The most powerful among them, Fu Qinghong, even lay on the ground unable to rise, and everyone started to feel so fear.
"This…”
Zhang Xuan’s head exploded.
Mouth after mouth claiming to replace n, looking down at n, but when danger ca, they all retreated faster than anyone… These sorts of boxer-like won, truly headache-inducing!
"Hahaha… Let them cooperate with you? Maybe in the next life!”
Having guessed this would happen, Mo Bai Ye laughed loudly again, swinging the Mo Dao like the wind, continuously chopping downward.
Zhang Xuan’s arm went numb, constantly retreating.
"Forget it, ignite the New World, let’s kill him…”
Raising an eyebrow, just as Zhang Xuan was about to risk getting hurt to ignite the New World and unleash powerful strength to kill him, a thought suddenly struck him.
Having Fu Qinghan and the others follow his instructions to set up a formation alone would be difficult. What if… he chard them first?
Once successful, wouldn’t they obediently listen?
Fu Qingqing, Fu Yingying, they were already completely compliant with him.
It’s just… charming a group of won over fifty years old, really quite hard to swallow.
Never mind, no ti to worry about that now, kill him first!
With this thought, Zhang Xuan did not hesitate and unleashed the Fox Charm Destiny. Instantly, in the eyes of the people, his image transford; no longer was he the man desperately resisting Mo Dao, but dressed in white, his robes fluttering, he looked like a lone cavalier, elegant and dashing.
"He, he’s so handso…”
The injured Fu Qinghong’s eyes were the first to glaze over.
Then ca the two weaker Elders, and finally Fu Qinghan.
Zhang Xuan’s mastery of the Fox Charm Destiny had already reached the fourth level, stronger by several degrees than the deceased ancestor of the Fu Family, at full power now, the four Fu Family elders instantly fell, each one full of admiration.
"This ti, they should smoothly cooperate with now…”
Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, just about to command these elders to join forces against the enemy, when he felt that the continuously slashing saber art had beco much gentler.
He couldn’t help but look up, only to see the tall and robust Mo Bai Ye looking back at him with pink cheeks and eyes soft as silk.
"Darling…”
“???” Zhang Xuan.
Damn, I used too much power, even chard that man over there…
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