Chapter 3117: Is It Overestimating One's Own Capabilities to Try to Stop a Chariot with One's Bare Hands?

Roar!

The Nine Ox Sword swung, and the huge demon roared and rushed towards the Holy Lord.

When the demon attacked, a terrifying law power burst out from its body.

Looking at the flying demon, Mo Qingyun smiled and said, "Although the improvement of the Nine Ox Sword is a little different from what I thought, it is also a good result to be able to summon a weapon spirit comparable to the Heavenly General Realm to fight."

Originally, Mo Qingyun thought that the Nine Ox Sword could break the fine line of law after being tempered and improved again.

Unexpectedly, the Nine Ox Sword was upgraded again, but it could drive the spirit to fight.

The previous search for the origin of the Heavenly General's artistic conception was to turn it into a weapon spirit, which could be summoned to help in battle.

"It's just a weapon spirit. No matter how powerful it is, it can't change the result."

Looking at the demon shadow attacking him, the Holy Lord snorted lightly, with disdain in his eyes, and said: "When I kill you, this weapon spirit will not be a concern. At that time, the magic sword in your hand will also belong to me."

The Holy Lord shouted angrily, and he blasted out with a palm, and the palm power gathered madly.

Soon, a palm shadow wrapped in the power of the law blasted towards the demon shadow.

Facing the palm shadow blasted by the Holy Lord, the demon shadow did not retreat at all, and punched the demon shadow.

Bang!

The demon shadow hit the palm shadow with a punch, and immediately a loud noise broke out, generating a terrifying power storm.

When this power storm formed, it shattered the space and a huge crack appeared.

Seeing the space crack formed, Mo Qingyun and the Holy Lord hurriedly retreated to avoid being swallowed by the space crack.

However, when the Holy Lord retreated, he approached Mo Qingyun.

Mo Qingyun didn't care about the approach of the Holy Lord at all, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Holy Lord wanted to attack him, but he was afraid that he would be disappointed.

The Holy Lord had no idea of ​​what Mo Qingyun was thinking.

When he came to Mo Qingyun, he sneered complacently: "Hmph! A junior who has just entered the level of the Great Emperor actually wants to fight with me. It's overestimating one's own strength to try to stop a chariot with a mantis arm."

As the Holy Lord finished speaking, he slammed out a palm and slapped Mo Qingyun.

Soon, a huge palm with overwhelming momentum crushed down towards Mo Qingyun.

Facing the attack of the Holy Lord, Mo Qingyun did not retreat at all, and with a faint smile, he sacrificed the Hundred Battles Sky-Splitting Armor.

As the Hundred Battles Sky-Splitting Armor was sacrificed, a more powerful momentum burst out from his body.

Immediately, Mo Qingyun was wrapped in the Hundred Battles Sky-Splitting Armor, protecting him in it.

Boom!

The giant palm slammed into the Hundred Battles Sky-Splitting Armor, and immediately produced a loud noise, towards a strong storm of power.

When this storm of power was formed, a sharp light burst out from the Hundred Battles Sky-Splitting Armor.

The speed of this light was extremely fast. Before the Holy Lord could react, it hit him.

Puff!

Hit by the recoil force, the Holy Lord immediately vomited blood and his face turned extremely pale.

Seeing that the Holy Lord was injured, Ying Wudi and others were all shocked, and their eyes widened.

"The Holy... The Holy Lord was injured!"

"How is this possible? How could Mo Qingyun hurt him?"

"I must have seen it wrong!"

"Mo Qingyun has grown to this point. It's really unbelievable."

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Lin Qingxun and others were also shocked.

Seeing Mo Qingyun knocking the Holy Lord away, Lei Muwan's pretty face lit up with joy, and she said in shock: "Yunluo, am I right? Qingyun knocked the Holy Lord away and seriously injured him?"

Listening to Lei Muwan's words, Yunluo nodded with a faint smile and said: "You are not wrong. The Holy Lord attacked the Young Palace Master and was hit back by the Young Palace Master's Hundred Battles Sky-Splitting Armor."

"The Young Palace Master's Hundred Battles Sky-Splitting Armor is a divine armor of the god level. How can he, a person who has just entered the realm of heavenly generals, hurt the Young Palace Master in the slightest?"

After Yunluo said this, Lei Muwan and others all showed an expression of understanding on their faces.

At the same time, his worries were also reduced a little bit.

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the Holy Lord stabilized his body, looked at Mo Qingyun with astonishment, and said: "What a powerful divine armor, not only can it resist my full-strength attack, but it also bounced back part of the attack to me."

"Boy, you have brought me more and more surprises. I didn't expect that you would prepare such a great gift for me just after I came out of retreat."

"I want all the divine weapons and divine armor on you. Let me show their brilliance."

After the Holy Lord finished speaking, he rushed towards Mo Qingyun again, without any panic of being injured.

On the contrary, the Holy Lord's expression was full of excitement and greed.

From his appearance, it seemed that Mo Qingyun's Nine Oxen Divine Sword and Hundred Battles Sky-Splitting Armor had become his objects of devotion.

"I'm afraid that the surprise will turn into a shock, and you can't accept it in your heart."

Looking at the Holy Lord who was attacking him, Mo Qingyun's mouth curled up slightly, and there was no fear on his face.

After Mo Qingyun finished speaking, he moved his figure and went to meet the Holy Lord.

When Mo Qingyun rushed towards the Holy Lord, he swung the Nine Ox Sword again and summoned the weapon spirit to fight with the Holy Lord.

With the defense of the Hundred Battles Sky-Splitting Armor, Mo Qingyun was not afraid of being injured at all, and every time he attacked, he exchanged his life for another's.

Mo Qingyun was not afraid of being injured, but the Holy Lord could not.

Under Mo Qingyun's crazy attack, he looked extremely embarrassed and dodged with a tense expression.

However, it was not easy for him to dodge under the fight of the ancient demon weapon spirit.

Soon, everyone saw that the Holy Lord was suppressed by Mo Qingyun's domineering attack.

"Damn kid, he actually has such a powerful magic weapon and armor."

When Mo Qingyun attacked, the Holy Lord fell into a passive state, and his face became as dark as ink.

Now, he looked at the Nine Oxen Divine Sword and the Hundred Battles Sky-Splitting Armor, and he was no longer surprised.

These two magic weapons were too powerful. With them in Mo Qingyun's hands, he could not hurt Mo Qingyun at all.

Because of the two magic weapons, he, a strong man who surpassed the level of the Great Emperor, was suppressed by a junior who had just entered the Great Emperor realm.

This kind of thing was simply a great shame for him.

What made him feel even more headache was that Mo Qingyun resisted his attacks every time, causing him a certain amount of counter-injury.

Over and over again, his injuries became more and more serious, and his combat power had already dropped.

"This is not a solution. We have to think of a way."

Sensing his situation, the Holy Lord's expression was tense, and a sense of anxiety arose in his heart.

Seeing the Saint Lord's performance, Mo Qingyun's smile became even stronger, and he said, "Do you still feel that I brought you a surprise?"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's question, the Saint Lord's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth in anger and said, "Boy, don't be too arrogant. You must be very exhausted when you use the magic weapons and armor to fight. I don't believe you can keep going."

"When your power is overdrawn, it will be time for me to kill you."

After the Saint Lord finished speaking, he did not attack fiercely again, but fought with Mo Qingyun.

He seemed to want to consume Mo Qingyun, and when Mo Qingyun's power was overdrawn, he would capture Mo Qingyun in one fell swoop.