Chapter 1295: Take It Directly

"Senior Mo You, what are you talking about?"

"Senior Brother Mo You, are you joking?"

In the distance, Tong Ye and others were stunned and said incredulously.

Mo You didn't say anything, just looked at Qing Lin with a complicated expression.

Qing Lin didn't say anything, because he knew his brother Mo You very well.

With such a face, Senior Brother Mo You was not joking.

click...click...click...

The cyan scales on Qinglin's arms did not dissipate, but instead appeared more and more.

Gradually, on the chest, on the feet, the scales are densely covered.

Since he knew that Senior Brother Mo You was not joking, he had only two choices.

Either fight or hand over the Qiankun Ring.

It is impossible for him to hand over the Qiankun Ring, so he can only fight.

Seeing this, Mo You frowned. He has always been reluctant to talk in battle, but he was the first to open his mouth this time.

"You are not my opponent, why bother."

Qing Lin, who has always respected Senior Brother Mo You, didn't answer this time.

Mo You frowned, his face more complicated.

Just as Qing Lin knew him, he also knew Qing Lin, and even the character of many disciples.

At this moment, there was a soft whistle behind him.

"elder brother."

Although Mo You's injuries have stabilized, it does not mean that her injuries are healed, and her face is still pale.

The voice is also weak and weak, and the tone is urgent.

Hearing this, Mo You dissipated the complicated expression on his face and nodded.

Chong…

A crisp sword cry resounded in the air.

Mo You's sword finally appeared in his hand.

However, his sword did not swing out, but slammed into the ground heavily.

He did not hope that one day, his sword would face his junior brother.

However, although the tip of the sword entered the ground, the edge of the blade was still sharp and shocking.

Just the sword intent emanating from the blade has already swept the audience.

All the geniuses in the place could feel the sharp aura that slashed people in the air.

Some of the weaker people even felt a tingling in their faces.

This is Mo You's sword, it's not the sharpest tip, just the blade, it's like the sharpest thing in the world.

swoosh...swish...swish...

At this time, the five chiefs who had been blown away by Mo You's sword flashed back to their respective teams.

"What a terrifying sword intent, is this Mo You?" Linghu Wang narrowed his eyes.

He is a sword idiot, and he is extremely sensitive to the feeling of sword intent.

"Wangyou Sword, it really lives up to its reputation." Gu Feifan's face was extremely solemn.

He clearly felt that even the alliance of their five chiefs just now could not force Mo You to fully display his strength.

Clang... Chong... Chong...

At this time, there was a continuous sound of clanging in the air.

It was as if a sharp sword collided with something hard.

To be honest, it was the sword intent that was ravaging the surroundings at this time, and it was constantly passing over Qing Lin.

Just the sword intent that ravaged the surroundings has already made all the martial artists present change color.

It is conceivable that Qinglin, who the sword intent really refers to, is suffering from the severe sword intent at the moment.

However, although the sword intent was sharp, it did not hurt Qinglin.

The sharp aura continuously swept across the blue scales on Qinglin's body.

There were these clanging sounds.

However, the cyan scales were clearly unscathed.

"Huh?" Mo You frowned, looking directly at Qing Lin, "You broke through."

"The ninth level of the Holy King's Realm."

Mo You was not mistaken, the current Qinglin's cultivation base is the ninth level of the Holy King Realm.

Qinglin nodded indifferently, "Breakthrough the night before the second round."

From the rear, another crisp voice came.

"What? Do you think you can be my brother's opponent if you break through?"

"If it weren't for the fact that you were junior and junior, do you think you still have a chance to speak now?"

Although Mo You's voice was a little weak, his tone was full of pride.

"Brother, hurry up, otherwise the secret realm of Tianzang will be opened again."

The secret realm of Tianzang opened again, which represented the end of the second round of competition.

Mo You nodded indifferently, and glanced at the sword that he had inserted into the ground.

In an instant, the sword intent emanating from the sword became more and more distant.

Clang... Chong... Chong...

The clanging sound in the air gradually became a bit harsh.

The scales on Qinglin's body began to appear white marks.

Qing Lin's face changed, and a flash of pain was evident.

Mo You saw Qing Lin's face in his eyes, frowned, "Hand over the Qiankun Ring, you are not my opponent."

Qinglin remained silent, without speaking.

Clang... Chong... Chong...

The sword on the ground, the sword intent emanating from the body of the sword, is actually increasing.

On Qinglin's scales, gradually, there were no longer white marks, but slight bloodshots.

The color of pain on Qinglin's face became more and more obvious.

Mo You's face became more and more ugly.

Even the chief of the five university palaces has never made him frown.

Now, his face is extremely ugly.

"Hand over the Qiankun Ring, otherwise, within a few minutes at most, your scales will be shattered under my sword intent, and your body will be completely shattered."

When Qing Lin heard the words, he finally opened his mouth, "If you have the ability, just come."

"You..." Mo You's fist clenched for the first time.

"Then try." Mo You's eyes turned cold.

The sword on the ground suddenly vibrated non-stop, and the sound was soaring to the sky.

The sword intent in the air surged in an instant.

Chong…

This time, the clanging sound in the air only appeared once.

Because, the cyan scales on Qinglin's body have been cut in an instant.

Sword Intent slashed on him, no longer the crisp sound of hitting something hard, but the dull sound of cutting flesh.

chi chi chi...

In just over ten seconds, Qing Lin was covered in scars, and his body was bleeding.

"I'll say it again, hand over the Qiankun Ring." Mo You already gritted his teeth.

"The treasures in it, after I go out, I promise Mo You that I will find them all in the Central Territory and bring them back to you."

Qing Lin shook his head, his face was indifferent, but his mouth slowly opened.

"Shenxing Baihuaguo belongs to Junior Brother Qin Yi; Huohuangzhi belongs to Junior Brother Tong Ye; Jianxinguo belongs to Junior Brother Zifeng."

"Tianzang Jiu Xuanguo belongs to Junior Brother Xiao Yi; Tianqing Youyue Fruit belongs to Senior Brother Mo You..."

Chi... Suddenly, in the sword intent that was raging around him, a sword intent crossed his face, and a bloody sword mark was drawn.

Qinglin snorted, and his words paused.

"I said, after I go out, I will find everything back for you." Mo You gritted his teeth tightly.

Qing Lin still shook his head, but was silent.

chi chi...

Suddenly, several sword intents crossed Qinglin's feet.

"Uh." Qing Lin groaned, his footsteps staggered, and he almost lost his footing.

"Junior brother." Mo You's expression changed.

"Break it for me." Qing Lin forced his body to stand still, the already broken cyan scales wrapped his fist and punched out.

boom…

With one punch, the sword intent around him was forcibly shaken.

The indifferent face was full of rebelliousness.

"How dare you be mad?" Mo You snorted coldly from behind.

"Brother, he doesn't want to be obedient, so he just grabs it."

Hearing this, Mo You nodded.

The figure that had been standing in place for a long time finally moved.

"If you don't pay, I can only take it myself." Mo You walked towards Qinglin step by step, with a complicated expression on his face.

He knew very well that under his sword intent, Qing Lin couldn't last long.

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