Chapter 3120: Death of the Holy Lord

"If my strength is not as good as yours, will you spare us?"

Listening to the words of the Holy Lord, Mo Qingyun sneered, glanced at him with contempt, and said: "The moment the Dark Demon Clan killed Han Yan, I had already vowed to destroy the Dark Demon Clan in this life."

"I don't care which lineage of the Dark Demon Clan you are from, as long as you are a member of the Dark Demon Clan, I will never spare you."

As Mo Qingyun's words fell, his offensive became more fierce.

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the Holy Lord completely lost hope in begging for mercy and saving his life.

"Today, am I really going to die here? No, I will never die here."

Seeing that there was no hope of begging for mercy and saving his life, the Holy Lord showed a trace of panic, and his state of mind completely collapsed.

Looking at the Saint Lord whose mentality collapsed, Mo Qingyun showed a cold expression and said, "If you really want to blame someone, then you should blame Ying Wudi. If he hadn't framed me, I wouldn't have noticed you."

"It was Ying Wudi who exposed you, and I suddenly discovered that the Dark Demon Clan still has your lineage."

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the Saint Lord's face sank, and he felt a strong anger, saying, "This guy who is not good at doing things but more at making trouble, not only killed the Blood Lord, but also harmed our lineage."

The Saint Lord thought about it, and he suddenly realized that the fall of the Dark Demon Clan was directly related to Ying Wudi.

"I've said so much to you, and it's time to send you off."

After talking to the Saint Lord for a few words, Mo Qingyun stopped talking nonsense with him, and his offensive became more fierce.

When Mo Qingyun took action, a terrifying blood power burst out from his body.

As Mo Qingyun activated the blood power, the Saint Lord was shocked to find that the blood power in his body was strongly suppressed.

"What a powerful bloodline power. What exactly is this kid's bloodline?"

Feeling his own bloodline being suppressed by a bloodline power, the Saint Lord's face showed surprise again.

His bloodline, which is a fusion of 100,000 bloodlines, is still not comparable to Mo Qingyun's.

This shows how powerful Mo Qingyun's bloodline is.

This discovery really shocked him.

Balong Shattering Heaven Fist!

After activating the Purple Crystal Thunder Dragon bloodline, Mo Qingyun's figure flashed and punched the Saint Lord.

The fist wrapped in the fine line of the law, with a purple afterimage, blasted towards the Saint Lord's chest.

Holy Glory Blood Shadow Palm!

Facing Mo Qingyun's fist attack, the Saint Lord did not sit idly by and resist with all his strength.

The Saint Lord blasted out with a palm, and a bloodline power also erupted in his body.

Immediately, a dazzling blood light erupted on the Saint Lord's palm, facing Mo Qingyun's fist.

Bang!

Crack!

When Mo Qingyun's fist hit the palm of the Holy Lord, a series of sounds erupted, generating an astonishing wave of holy power.

When these sounds came out, the palm of the Holy Lord was seen to bend into an irregular shape.

After breaking the Holy Lord's fingers with one punch, Mo Qingyun's fist continued to hit the Holy Lord.

Bang!

Soon, Mo Qingyun's fist hit the Holy Lord and blasted him away.

After being hit by Mo Qingyun's punch, the Holy Lord immediately vomited blood and his face turned pale.

The Holy Lord flew backwards for 10,000 meters before he could stabilize his body. His face turned as pale as paper.

"This kid is protected by the divine armor. I can't hurt him at all. I will only suffer if I confront him head-on."

After the Holy Lord stabilized his body, his face was uncertain and he made his last struggle.

When the Holy Lord was thinking, he glanced at Lei Muwan, and then he had a plan, thinking: "If I want to leave alive, I still have to start with Lei Muwan. Only by capturing Lei Muwan can Mo Qingyun be afraid to attack me again."

At this moment, when the Holy Lord was thinking, Mo Qingyun chased him again.

"Mo Qingyun, you want to kill me, it's not that easy."

In order to let Mo Qingyun relax his vigilance, the Holy Lord shouted angrily and took the initiative to meet Mo Qingyun.

Looking at his current performance, I don't know what he thinks in his heart, I really think he is angered by Mo Qingyun.

Seeing that the Holy Lord no longer escapes and fights with him head-on, Mo Qingyun showed a satisfied smile and said: "This is right, you fight me head-on, and you will die with dignity."

For Mo Qingyun's ridicule, the Holy Lord looked solemn and did not respond.

Bang!

After fighting with the Holy Lord for dozens of moves, Mo Qingyun punched out again, hitting the Holy Lord domineeringly.

Following Mo Qingyun's punch, the Holy Lord immediately flew backwards and flew towards Lei Muwan and others.

Seeing the Holy Lord approaching at a high speed, An Chen's expression was shocked, revealing a face full of worry, and said: "Not good, the Holy Lord is flying towards the mistress and others. He just deliberately let the master knock him away, with the purpose of taking advantage of our inattention and capturing the mistress."

When An Chen exclaimed, he flashed and chased after the Holy Lord.

"It's not that easy to capture Muwan."

Seeing the Holy Lord's actions, Mo Qingyun guessed his intention and chased after him.

The Holy Lord didn't care about Mo Qingyun and the others' pursuit at all. He showed a smug sneer on his face and said: "Mo Qingyun, even if you catch up with me, it's useless. If you dare to attack me, these two beautiful women will be buried with me."

As the Holy Lord finished speaking, he stretched out a palm and grabbed Lei Muwan.

At this moment, Yun Luo, who was beside Lei Muwan, had a cold face and said, "A person with the cultivation level of Heavenly General Realm, was defeated by the young palace master with the cultivation level of Heavenly Soldier Realm, and he even wanted to cheat and attack us. Let's see how I will deal with you."

After Yun Li finished speaking, she raised her hand and a small sword appeared in her hand.

"Go!"

Yun Luo sacrificed the origin of the Great Dao of Sword, and she raised her hand and threw it towards the Holy Lord.

The origin of the Great Dao of Sword blasted out, and a terrifying momentum burst out, covering the Holy Lord.

"What...what terrifying momentum, what...what kind of treasure is this!"

Sensing the momentum of the origin of the Great Dao of Sword, the Holy Lord was frightened and his expression twitched, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He was a little collapsed now.

This girl who looked harmless actually had such a terrifying thing, which was clearly bullying the poor.

Compared with Mo Qingyun and others, he was too poor and had no decent treasures.

When the Saint Lord was terrified, the origin of the Great Sword came in front of him and hit his head directly.

"No..."

After being hit by the origin of the Great Sword, the Saint Lord screamed and his head was blown up.

The power of the origin of the Great Sword was too strong. Even with the strength of the Saint Lord, he couldn't even escape his soul.

As the Saint Lord's soul was blown up, his breath began to dissipate and he died under the origin of the Great Sword.

Seeing this scene, everyone around was stunned.