The space crack network is constricting those light wind blades, and the sky is like a violent wave like a stormy wave!
Mo Wenchen used the little time he bought and murmured a long series of spells. He stood in mid-air, with long hair flying and clothes fluttering, like a god's mansion, and his whole body was shrouded in
In a dark blue light, a violent fighting spirit burst out! The eyes flashed with a breathtaking light, looking directly at the Saint Wei light!
Sheng Weiguang noticed the change in Mo Wenchen, and a cold light flashed in his purple eyes. Is this kid crazy?!
He originally released several great skills and spent a lot of spiritual power, but now he has converted all the remaining spiritual power into fighting spirit. What does he want to do?!
At this time, due to Mo Wenchen's spiritual power transformation, the space crack network lost its spiritual power support and instantly shattered!
Those light wind blades that had not yet been crushed flew towards Mo Wenchen!
Mo Wenchen faced the dense wind blades and rushed towards Shengwei Guang like a sharp arrow from the string!
Those wind blades hit his protective armor, making a "ding-ding" sound, and then shattered one after another, but they also left countless scratches on his fighting spirit armor.
At this time, the staff in Mo Wenchen's hand had disappeared and turned into a thin silver sword that was only about a foot long. His body was almost integrated with the thin silver sword, carrying a sharp and fierce murderous aura, as powerful as
The thunder is as heavy as a thousand stones! The evil energy that covers the sky is unstoppable!
Facing the menacing Mo Wenchen, Sheng Weiguang did not hide or evade. He seemed not to take Mo Wenchen's attack seriously at all. He gracefully stretched out a long and beautiful hand and waved it casually.
A palm.
This palm did not touch Mo Wenchen's body at all, and only relied on the palm energy of the light element to send Mo Wenchen flying backwards!
Mo Wenchen was pushed away a few feet by the powerful energy, and then he managed to stabilize his body. A large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth...
When Su Lingfeng saw this scene from a distance, his whole heart was already in knots. He couldn't bear to look at the battle in the sky, but he couldn't move his eyes away. He could only stare, watch, and suffer.
Sheng Weiguang looked at Mo Wenchen who was vomiting blood, and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes. You Xuelian's son was nothing more than that. Originally, he had some expectations, but he didn't expect to be so weak.
In fact, from the fight to the present, Sheng Weiguang only released a few small skills casually, just to get a feel for Mo Wenchen's foundation, and did not regard him as an equal opponent who could truly fight with him.
At this moment, Mo Wenchen suddenly raised his head, a strange smile appeared on the corners of his bloody lips, and his violet eyes looked at the Saint Wei Light, shining with an unknown light...
Sheng Weiguang looked at Mo Wenchen's weird smile and couldn't help but frown. He suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart...
Danger! Since Shengwei Guang felt a hint of danger approaching!
That breath comes from his back!
His heart jumped suddenly and he turned around quickly!
Mo Wenchen, who was originally in front, actually appeared behind him!
What greeted him was a thin silver sword shining with silver light! It pierced into his heart with a strong murderous intent!
Sheng Weiguang looked down at the dagger on his chest, then raised his head again, looked at Mo Wenchen in front of him, and smiled, "Space Dislocation and Splitting Technique? Very good! As expected of You Xuelian's son!"
Sheng Weiguang felt that he was careless and underestimated the enemy. The space splitting technique is a skill that uses space faults to carry out spatial dislocation attacks on the enemy. It is very powerful! It is very risky! This is basically a way of fighting to hurt both sides!
You Xuelian mastered this skill when she was more than two hundred years old. Sheng Weiguang never expected that Mo Wenchen, a man in his twenties, could actually use such a skill!
However, when Mo Wenchen inserted the thin silver sword into Sheng Weiguang's chest, there was no blood flowing out from the wound!
Mo Wenchen was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: Not good!
But I wanted to hide, but it was already too late...
I saw Sheng Weiguang raising a hand, with white flames burning in it, and fiercely slapped Mo Wenchen on the chest. This palm of Dou Qi flames hit Mo Wenchen firmly.
Mo Wenchen's figure was like a kite with its string broken, being blown far away and falling to the ground!
"Wow..." A large mouthful of blood spurted out from Mo Wenchen's mouth.
Immediately afterwards, there was a "clicking" sound on his body, and the fighting spirit armor instantly shattered into pieces!
"Mo Wenchen——!"
Su Lingfeng's eyes were red, and she was so distressed that she could hardly breathe.
The position where Mo Wenchen was knocked to the ground was not too far away from where Su Lingfeng was standing. She resisted the pressure that shrouded her body and moved towards Mo Wenchen step by step with difficulty.
After walking a few steps, Su Lingfeng suddenly felt that the pressure on his body had dissipated!
She didn't care to think about what was going on, and quickly rushed to Mo Wenchen's side, hugging his body in her arms.
Seeing Mo Wenchen's pale and bloodless face, as well as the shocking blood around his mouth and body, Su Lingfeng's tears unconsciously overflowed from his eyes...
She quickly took out a bunch of medicine bottles from her interspatial ring, and stuffed all the medicines given to her by Yi Shuijue into Mo Wenchen's mouth.
"Eat it! Eat it all! You'll be fine!"
Mo Wenchen was obedient and tried hard to swallow various pills and potions.
"Ahem..."
He coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood again, and the medicine he had barely swallowed was coughed up again.
"Mo Wenchen, Wenchen, how are you?"
Mo Wenchen shook his head slightly, his eyes fell gently on Su Lingfeng's face, and he said with a weak breath: "I... I won't... anything will happen... Feng'er... don't worry..."
Tears rolled down from Su Lingfeng's eyes and landed on Mo Wenchen's pale and handsome face...
"Don't...don't cry..."
Su Lingfeng's heart was like a knife. She hated that she was too weak! She hated that she didn't work hard enough! She hated that she couldn't fight side by side with Mo Wenchen! She hated that pervert Sheng Weiguang, who killed Mo Wenchen's parents. It wasn't enough.
Mo Wenchen came to harm her!
She raised her head and looked at Sheng Weiguang with fierce eyes, but what she saw made her stunned!
Mo Wenchen also held on and followed Su Lingfeng's gaze in the direction of Sheng Weiguang. He was also stunned for a moment. Then, a wry smile appeared on his lips...