Just like a volcano erupting, Yue Mochen began to erupt with the most violent attack since his appearance.
Without using any martial arts, Yue Mochen just used the sword intent and the power of the blood demon, and greeted Mo Yurong with one sword after another. The most deadly thing was not the power of the blood demon, nor the sword intent, but the speed!
Speed is exactly what Yue Mochen is best at. He has always been quite confident in whether it is movement speed or attack speed.
And indeed, among normal warriors, there are not many people who can match this point. As far as Yue Mochen sees, there are only some rock guards of the Mo family who can compete with Yue Mochen in terms of speed.
Obviously, Mo Yurong, a master with an outrageous talent, would not give up her talent and practice a non-spoken martial art that was not suitable for her. Therefore, at the speed, she would never be above Yue Mochen.
This is also the biggest reason why she was beaten up at this time.
With the continuous sound booms, Yue Mochen swung his sword and sword like an untiring war machine.
At the beginning, Mo Yurong could withstand a move or two, but later, she was completely in a passive situation of being beaten. If the strange treasure on her body had not been protecting her, she would have died long ago.
Facing Yue Mochen's fierce attack, Mo Yurong had no choice but to expect the treasure on his body to hold on. At the same time, he began to use soul attacks on Yue Mochen.
"Amura's soul destroyed!"
Finally, she released a soul attack under Yue Mochen's crazy attack. Mo Yurong did not reserve at all and directly used the highest level she could use, which was also the most lethal move!
I saw a milky white light shining out, and it instantly enveloped half of the square. Some disciples of the Kanling Temple with weak cultivation actually vomited blood and fell to the ground on the spot, not knowing life and death.
The first attack to be hit, Yue Mochen felt like his head was as big as numb, and his heart was constantly circulating in his soul. His eyes, which had turned red due to the rage, became a little redder, as if they could open at any time.
The opponent's attack was planned to take Yue Mochen's life!
Originally, Yue Mochen just wanted to delay time so that Yue Monan and the others had the opportunity to do things, but now that the other party has killed him, there is no need for him to keep it anymore. Anyway, he has offended the Mo family and it is not a waste of Mo Yurong's life.
If you want me to die, then you can die. Anyway, Mo Juqi is still in my hands. I will try to see that your Mo family dare not touch me casually!
Yue Mochen thought, without any hesitation, and immediately launched blood thunder!
A bloody thunder suddenly flashed out of the sky that was too clear and directly hit Mo Yurong in the square. Mo Yurong's expression changed, and her rich combat experience told her that danger was coming, but because of her own limitations, she could not avoid it.
The next moment, the unparalleled beauty of Mo Yurong was hit by blood thunder and suddenly turned into a black pearl with a straight hair. Facing the sudden blood thunder, the defensive treasure on her body did not play any role. I don’t know if it was because the attributes of the blood thunder were special, or because the strength of the blood thunder exceeded the defense level of the treasure.
In this way, Mo Yurong was set on the spot. The result of this battle was clear. Although many people could not accept it, Yue Mochen's victory was undeniable.
Amid the cheers of the mindless infatuated silences, Yue Mochen's sword tip hit Mo Yurong's neck, but he did not stab it, because when he was about to kill, he heard a heart-wrenching call.
"don't want!"
The call came from the mouth of the old man with white hair, but surprisingly, Yue Mochen really stopped. Of course, it was not the old man with white hair to give face, but his call reminded Yue Mochen that Mo Yurong, it would be useful to keep it!
"Oh? Old man, tell me, why don't you?"
Yue Mochen asked with interest, but his eyes did not look at the white-haired old man, but stared at Mo Yurong, as if he was studying what kind of expression a proud person would show when facing failure.
Although her body was paralyzed by the blood thunder, Mo Yurong's soul was very powerful and she did not lose consciousness. She looked at Yue Mochen's gaze at her and suddenly felt a cold all over her body. She began to regret and regret using Dongfang Ruo, forcing Yue Mochen to roar, and finally ended up with this fate.
"Brother Yue Mochen, look, you have won. You can discuss anything you want, don't you have to kill someone?"
The old man with white hair smiled, but his smile was even worse than bitterness, because he understood that if Mo Yurong, the young ancestor, was killed here, he would definitely not be able to escape. Although he was considered a direct member of the Mo family, his status was still far behind Mo Yurong, a peerless genius who took on the future of the Mo family.
"Haha, little brother? I don't have such an old brother! I'll just ask one question. Where is my mother?"
Yue Mochen did not put down the sword in his hand, but he had turned his head and looked at the white-haired old man.
"I don't know, I really don't know. It's less than two months since we entered the Relics of God. I really don't know what happened before."
The old man with white hair said in a concise tone. At the end, he was worried that Yue Mochen would attack and added: "But no matter what, I can help you find her. Little brother, believe me!"
"Is that so? What's the point of keeping her?"
Yue Mochen's tone became cold.
"No!! Mr. Yue, don't be impulsive!"
In this sentence, the old man with white hair changed his name. With the cold sweat on his face, Yue Mochen had enough reason to believe that Mo Yurong's status in the Mo family is definitely not low.
The old man with white hair thought for a while and said, "Young Master Yue, look, you were from Qianyue Palace before. Our Mo family did something wrong to occupy Qianyue Palace. Now we will return Qianyue Palace to you. Do you think it is because you have put our family's words?"
"If you return it with just one word, forget it? Do you know how many people died when the Qianyue Palace was destroyed? If you return it with just one word, there will be nothing left?"
It was not Yue Mochen who spoke, but a female voice. Everyone looked in the direction where the sound came.
I believe everyone can guess that the person who speaks is the Lord of the Qianyue Palace, Yue Yanlan.
She stood at the highest position in the entire Kan Ling Temple, and was once the highest position in the Qianyue Palace. There were two people sitting on the old tower behind her.
One is Nangong Wei, the ancestor of the Nangong family who came from Lifeng Land, following Yue Mochen from afar. In front of him, there was a man covered in blood, who was Mo Bu's wounded from the Mo family.