As soon as Yue Mochen finished speaking, Qingtong smiled loudly and said, "It's so great, Captain Xia is really refreshing."
"Those who know the current affairs are heroes, so, I'll say goodbye first." Yue Mochen didn't care, and said calmly. After that, he bowed to the Qing clan's elder and wanted to turn around and leave.
The latter nodded with a complicated expression, and was about to return the favor, but was pulled by Qingtong: "Respecting the elderly, there is no need."
Yue Mochen glanced at him, smiled faintly, and did not express his opinion. He pulled Hongyue and left.
However, Qingtong was unhappy: "Have I ever told you to leave?"
Sure enough, the other party was making this idea.
Yue Mochen frowned, let go of Hongyue's hand, turned around again, looked at Qingtong with interest, and said, "What? Young Master Qingtong still wants to send us a ride? Or do you want to send us something to repay our life-saving grace to you?"
"Haha, let me give you a ride." Qingtong said, suddenly his face turned cold and he said fiercely: "Send you to reincarnate! Go!"
Upon hearing this, except for the respectful elders around him, the other three masters rushed forward and used their weapons to slash Yue Mochen and the others!
Yue Mochen smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers one after another, and then held it up again. When his five fingers were tightly clasped, a strange-shaped sword had appeared in his hand. It looked like a sword but not a sword, and it looked like a sword but not a knife. When the red and black sword body with straight spine and single edge appeared, the entire passage was red.
"Is this... a heavenly weapon?" The three masters paused and said in surprise.
Yue Mochen smiled slightly, didn't say anything, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood with a sword, but the old man from the Qing family was shocked because he saw that Yue Mochen was not standing on the ground, but was floating in the air!
At this time, Yue Mochen's feet were still two fingers wide from the ground!
What kind of body skills does this require? He thought he could not do it. Since then, Yue Mochen's position in his heart has become stronger in an instant, and he wants to stop this fierce battle.
However, before he could explain his words, Qingtong spoke again: "Even if he had a holy weapon in his hand, he was just a low-level fighter! Are you still afraid? Snatch his sword for me!"
When Yue Mochen heard this, his brow raised. When he was outside the ruins, he saw Meng Wujian fighting against two, and fully exerting the Dugu family's sword technique, he felt that he had already wanted to fight to verify his ideas. At this time, what fear was Yue Mochen?
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Yue Mochen raised his head and smiled, and his slightly green but extraordinary laughter echoed in the entire passage!
At this time, the three masters of the Qing family also followed Qingtong's words and attacked themselves!
"Good come!" Yue Mochen stopped laughing wildly, shouted softly, and instead of retreating, he flew towards the three masters!
"Clang clang clang clang clang clang..."
For warriors, a distance of more than ten feet is just a blink of an eye. Several consecutive sounds of metal and iron resound throughout the entire passage. When the echo sounds, the two sides have already passed by.
The three masters fixed their bodies and turned around and saw that Yue Mochen was unharmed. Although this passage was too narrow and was not conducive to the use of the three of them, they could use the lower level of the fighter to connect with the previous move under the command of his three heavenly masters and escape without any loss. If this was transmitted, it would be enough to shake the entire Dongyue Continent.
As the saying goes, the bystanders are clear. Hongyue and the Qing family are old, as outsiders, and have a relatively profound cultivation. They are the people who can see the situation the most clearly. Only they know how many times the blades of the two sides touched each other with the sound of swords.
Hongyue is fine, she is with Yue Mochen day and night. Although Yue Mochen's performance has improved this time, Hongyue is familiar with the potential of the other party, so she will naturally not be too surprised. But the Qing family respects the elderly. He didn't know anything about Yue Mochen before, nor did he hear anyone who can face a warrior in the Battle Realm alone, let alone fighting three!?
Seeing this, the Qing family's elder couldn't help but be amazed: This person is indeed extraordinary.
However, no matter how amazed, the resentment was already formed, and both sides were just enemies. Thinking of this, the old master of the Qing family looked at Qingtong with a complicated expression.
"Brother, the environment here is too narrow, and it is inconvenient for the three of them to go together. Let me take this kid down." A master of the Qing family said to the two around him, his eyes fixed on Yue Mochen.
The look told Yue Mochen that he had become the other party's inner demon. If he could not defeat Yue Mochen today, even if the other party had a level of Aerospace, he would not be able to have the desire to fight with others in the future.
His two companions looked at each other and nodded with a strange look.
One of them said, "Meng Chun, be careful!"
After saying that, Shuo Jian stood aside, and did not attack Hongyue, just looked at Meng Chun like this.
Meng Chun was not long-winded. As soon as he raised his sword, he criticized Yue Mochen.
Yue Mochen faced the wall of the passage and glanced at both sides. Seeing that Qingtong and the others had no intention of taking action, he flashed and went up to Meng Chun again.
In an instant, the two swords collided head-on, sparks burst, and an astonishing shock wave surged out from the junction. The sword energy slash that was enough to tear apart the defense of the high-level warriors flew around in this narrow space, and the air around them was torn apart. The invisible sword energy still left some traces on the hard floor even though it was some distance from the ground.
Seeing this, Qingtong looked shaking and hurriedly hid behind the old man.
The strong recoil was transmitted to the hilt of the sword through the tip of the sword, and all rushed to Yue Mochen, but Yue Mochen was surprised to find that when these recoil forces reached the hilt of the sword, a slight heat current surged at the hilt of the sword, and then the recoil forces were actually fixed at the heat current and then completely resolved away.
"Is this the power of a holy weapon?" Yue Mochen thought to himself. He found that he had misunderstood the single-final sword on his opponent before. If it weren't for the Hongyue's statement, he might not have discovered this advantage of the single-final sword at this time.
The holy weapon is indeed extraordinary. Although Hongyue only mentioned the grade of the single-final sword in an understatement, it was not until this moment that Yue Mochen realized that even a holy weapon that had lost its spirituality was far beyond the comparison of an ordinary spiritual weapon!
Yue Mochen, who discovered this, was not distracted. Instead, he became more and more brave and braver as he fought. He did not even use his martial arts skills. He just relied on the advantage of the single-final sword to suppress the opponent.
But he also knew that this was not a long-term solution. His cultivation was much different from that of the other party, and his spiritual energy must not be sufficient. If he continued like this, he would not be able to escape even if he defeated the other party.
We must fight quickly!
Yue Mochen spread his sword and said in a deep voice: "Break the wind and strike!"
The spiritual energy swept out from Yue Mochen's body, like a dark flame, instantly wrapped Yue Mochen's body, and the blood-red and black single-finger sword body also instantly became extremely dark!