"Is there anyone else in Shangqing Temple?"

Mo Xuexing stood in the void, arrogant and arrogant.

Hua Nongying, the strongest genius in Shangqing Temple, was defeated by Mo Leixing, and was completely defeated, with no room for resistance.

Zhongli, who ranks second in the saints, is not weaker than Hua Nongying.

However, facing Mo Leixing's provocation, Zhong Li said nothing and did not step forward to fight.

"Sure enough, they are all a group of wastes. The first sect of the human race is so unbearable. What kind of face does it have to be based on the ancient forbidden area?" Mo Leixing mocked him wantonly and spoke gradually too much.

In the sky, Jian Wuxin, Dan Wuhen and other bigwigs could no longer help but take action.

Arrogant!

Too arrogant!

"The genius of the gods, so strong!"

"Is it true that no one can deal with him when I go to the Qing Temple?"

Many true disciples of Shangqing Temple were talking about it, and their faces were very bad.

The saints' eyes gathered on Zhongli.

They knew that Zhongli was definitely not under the shadow of the flowers, and might even be stronger.

Now, they can only place their hopes on Zhongli.

If Zhongli can defeat Mo Leixing, he can be proud of the Shangqing Temple.

"Do you? Do you dare to fight?"

Mo Leixing noticed the gaze of the saints and stared at Zhongli and said.

Since Mo Leixing has arrived, he naturally knows the outstanding saints in Shangqing Temple.

Zhongli seems to be very strong.

But, will Meteor care?

The crowd was silent.

Zhongli did not respond.

He clenched his fists, but he still didn't take a step forward.

Zhongli knew that it was a shame not to fight.

But Mo Leixing gave him a strong feeling.

He has no confidence at all, how can he fight?

Seeing this, the top leaders of Shangqing Temple all showed disappointment.

Although Zhongli is outstanding in talent, he has a poor mind.

Mo Leixing invited the battle, but he didn't even dare to fight?

After so many years, the Shangqing Temple was probably in vain to cultivate Zhongli.

"The first sect of the human race, but that's it! I think you should submit to my gods and become vassals of my gods in the future!" Mo Leixing became even more rampant.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, a terrifying pressure burst out, and a sword energy roared, trying to break through the sky!

Jian Wuxin's face was very cold, and he only said one word: "Get out!"

Mo Leixing did not leave, but a smile appeared on his face.

It’s really great to humiliate Shangqing Temple today!

"The younger generation of Shangqing Temple dared not take action. Do you need the Supreme Elder to come forward?" Mo Leixing laughed.

The high-level staff of Shangqing Temple looked even more ugly.

Mo Leixing was so arrogant, but they didn't dare to really kill him!

The foundation of the gods is too terrifying, and the Shangqing Temple is afraid of it!

Suddenly, in the direction of Jiange, a ray of shocking sword rhyme bloomed out and rushed straight into the sky!

A young man in white came bathed in divine beauty all over his body and stepped on the light of a sword.

Behind the boy, there was a beautiful woman with a face as water, her skin was crystal clear, and her whole body was like water.

Ye Qing, here you go!

The person behind him was naturally Ling Ruoshui.

Ling Ruoshui was speechless at this moment and thought to himself, he would come out as soon as he came out, and he had to make such a big noise, so he was worthy of being Junior Brother Ye.

The boy in white stood in the air, turning into a afterimage, standing opposite Mo Leixing.

"Ye Qing, is he finally willing to come out?"

"What a strong sword rhyme, has his sword power broken through?"

The disciples of the True Tribes discussed that the sword rhyme released by Ye Qing when he left the pass was indeed terrifying.

Ye Qing didn't care about those comments. He actually wanted to be more low-key when he came out.

However, when the sword light was raised, the ancient sword rhyme was released inadvertently, causing a lot of noise.

In the sky, Jian Wuxin breathed a sigh of relief.

Hua Nongying and Zhongli can no longer count on it.

However, with Ye Qing here, with his swordsmanship, he should be able to compete with Mo Leixing.

Of course, Jian Wuxin was not so confident in Ye Qing, and he did not think that Ye Qing could beat Mo Meixing steadily.

"Are you Ye Qing? The one who killed my junior sister Linglong?" Mo Leixing narrowed his eyes, exuding a terrible murderous intent.

"It's me."

Ye Qing directly admitted it.

"The death of the Lord Linglong is worthy of death! If she wants to kill me, she must have the awareness of being killed." Ye Qing said lightly.

In the sea of ​​Star Swords, Linglong God targeted Ye Qing several times.

After coming out, Linglong God Lord and Guiyuan God Lord joined forces to want Ye Qing's life.

In this way, Ye Qing will definitely not forgive her.

As for the background identity of Linglong God Lord, Ye Qing didn't care at all.

"Okay! Very good!"

Mo Meixing laughed wildly.

"Abandon your cultivation and follow me!"

Mo Leixing looked cold and had full confidence in his words, as if just one word of his words could kill Ye Qing's life and death.

"Isn't you alive?"

Ye Qing stood with his hands behind his back, unmoved under Mo Leixing's terrifying pressure.

On the contrary, Ye Qing's cultivation level at the fourth level of Divine Blood was no weaker than Mo Meixing!

Ye Qing's cultivation level is almost a great level different from Mo Leixing.

However, such a gap in realm can be almost ignored for Ye Qing.

Ye Qing, have the belief that he will win!

Face Mo Leixing’s challenge!

Among the crowd, Hua Nongying's face changed, and there was a sarcastic look in her beautiful eyes.

"Those who even dare not attend the Saints Conference are talking nonsense here, don't they feel ridiculous?" Hua Nongying said sarcastically.

"Ye Qing, with your cultivation level, how dare you come forward to embarrass people? Come down with me!" Zhongli shouted.

All the saints and true disciples looked strange.

It’s okay if Hua Nongying talks, after all, Hua Nongying dares to fight Mo Leixing, and if she loses, she will lose.

Zhongli didn't even have the courage to stand up.

At this moment, Ye Qing and Mo Leixing faced each other head-on, but Zhongli spoke sarcasticly.

Some saints were displeased, but due to Zhongli's strength, they did not dare to say anything.

In the void, Ye Qing suddenly turned cold and released a ray of shocking sword rhyme!

The golden sword light broke through the air and came to fight.

It was a golden sword light containing the rhyme of ancient killing swords, which was boundlessly terrifying.

The void collapses.
To be continued...