The cold and indifferent words penetrated my ears like a demonic voice.
Yun Mo, who was holding the sword tightly, looked at Ye Yufan with a cold look, and looked at Ye Yufan who looked horrified at this moment, with a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth.
Many Long Mansion disciples in the audience looked at the scene on the stage in bewilderment.
Especially some of the talented leaders who are also on the Dragon List, there is a trace of bitterness in their hearts.
Zhou Hao clenched his fists tightly, with a trace of sigh and unwillingness in his eyes.
In the past, being ranked second on the Dragon List has always been a reputation he was proud of.
But now, at the scene of the battle for this spot, first Liucheng and then Yunmo kicked his face, the second on the list, and rubbed it on the ground.
For a true genius, they don’t care about these false names at all!
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On the white jade high platform.
The remaining sword energy is like the sword blade mixed in the cold wind, making people feel chilled all over.
Ye Yufan's body was covered with bloodstains of varying shades, which was shocking.
The previous high-spirited and proud attitude was gone at this moment.
As Yun Mo's strength intensified, drops of bright red blood dripped down the blade towards the table.
Yun Mo's mouth was frivolous and his eyes were joking, "Isn't our number one genius on the Dragon List just scared to death?"
"Haha!" A trace of ferocity flashed across Ye Yufan's originally handsome face.
"I have to admit that your talent and strength far exceed mine. Even the Emperor's Slaughter Seal can't do anything to you."
"But today, do you think the elders and master of Long Mansion will let you kill me?"
Ye Yufan laughed heartily.
"Oh?" Yun Mo stared slightly.
But at the next moment, a solemn and solemn voice came from the northern stands.
"You two, stop it!"
As the words fell, a thick and unpredictable aura followed.
"It's the palace master and many inner palace elders!"
When the disciples below saw this scene, they all bent down and bowed.
Feng Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked to the top of the high platform.
When he saw that the sword blade was still pressed against Ye Yufan's neck, Feng Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, coughed twice, and said: "Yun Mo, you have won this competition, and the final spot belongs to you."
"Oh, what next?" Yun Mo looked at Feng Yu with cold eyes.
Feng Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but he never thought that this boy would be so disrespectful to him.
"The two of you are both talented leaders of our Dragon Mansion. You shouldn't be fighting in the same room. You have already won today's competition, so there is no need to be aggressive."
As he spoke, Feng Yu glanced at Qi Shiyuan behind him.
Noticing Qi Shiyuan's gaze, his expression changed.
From the moment he saw the two fighting on the stage, he knew that the boy had murderous intentions.
If you come out to stop it now, you won't be resented by that vengeful boy!
Qi Shiyuan hesitated, his mind was racing, but he still didn't say anything.
"You want me to let him go?"
Yun Mo looked at Feng Yu and asked softly.
At this moment.
Whether it was the outer palace or the inner palace, all the disciples and elders set their sights on the two of them.
Feng Yu did not hide it and said bluntly: "Ye Yufan has great qualifications and strength. He should not die in the hands of one of our own people."
"Ha ha!"
Yun Mo heard the sound and laughed loudly.
This scene made many elders frown.
"Brother Liu almost died in Ye Yufan's hands, why didn't you stop him?"
Yun Mo's cold eyes flashed with cold light.
The questioning tone made all the disciples and elders feel their hearts tighten.
"Brother Yun..."
Hearing this, Liucheng's body trembled, and his eyes looked at Yun Mo with a hint of gratitude.
Qi Shiyuan's face darkened.
What happened to this kid today? Could it be possible that he didn't know that the man standing opposite him was the Palace Master?
That is a strong person in the spiritual sea realm!
Qi Shiyuan's eyes showed a little worry, although he understood that the previous incident in Liucheng was indeed their negligence.
But in front of everyone, this boy should give the palace master this face.
"Yun Mo, the last spot is already yours, that's all for today!"
Feng Yu's face turned ugly, and there was a hint of anger in his words.
"Hehe..." Ye Yufan looked at Yun Mo and smiled wantonly, "You want to kill me? How ridiculous."
The sharpness in Yun Mo's eyes dimmed slightly, and he slowly stepped back, and the blood-stained sword blade also left Ye Yufan's neck.
Seeing this scene, many disciples in the audience were relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Qi Shiyuan also smiled and nodded, "It seems that this guy is not a single-minded guy."
"Brother Yun is right to do this." Liucheng nodded in affirmation.
After all, this is within the Dragon Mansion, and blatantly disobeying the palace master's orders is undoubtedly provoking the authority of the entire Dragon Mansion.
"Spare your life!"
Yun Mo looked at Ye Yufan with cold eyes and spoke slowly.
But when Ye Yufan saw the current situation clearly, he laughed loudly, "Haha!"
"So what if you win? You're not a weak and incompetent waste!"
Ye Yufan was filled with contempt in his heart. Even if the other party was better than him, what could he do?
However, just as Yun Mo walked out less than ten meters away, the long sword flashing purple light in his hand suddenly let out a sword cry.
The sound of the sword instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Whoosh"
The long sword broke away from Yun Mo's hand.
With the force of a gust of wind, it resembled a flowing shadow, whirling towards Ye Yufan with an endless killing force.
There was a "pop" sound.
In an instant, a series of warm blood splashed in the air.
Along with the sudden sound of the sword cutting through flesh and blood, the long sword cut across Ye Yufan's throat like a bloody shadow.
While the blood-stained sword penetrated Ye Yufan's throat, it turned into a bloody arc and returned to Yun Mo's hand.
Yun Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a cold smile: "Is it possible to spare your life?"
"Gu"
Below the high platform, everyone felt their mouths were dry and their bodies were trembling.
The eyes of everyone present were filled with deep shock and fear.
"He actually killed Ye Yufan!"
Trembling voices came from the crowd in the audience.
Qi Shiyuan and many elders' eyes twitched, and their hearts were filled with horror.
"Tsk..." Liucheng took a deep breath, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "As expected of Brother Yun!"
Yun Mo's eyes were slightly sideways, and his cold brows showed extraordinary power.
Behind him, Ye Yufan's laughter had already stopped.
His eyes widened and he looked at the blood gushing crazily from his neck with a horrified expression.
For half a moment, the top of the high platform was stained red with Ye Yufan's blood.
But at the same time, a coercion emerged out of thin air like a panic-stricken sky.
"Yun Mo, within the Dragon Mansion, you are not allowed to be so presumptuous!"
Feng Yu looked cold and said angrily.
"I'm too presumptuous! So what if I wait?"
Yun Mo squinted his eyes coldly, stepped forward, and faced the pressure head on.
This was not the first time he felt the pressure of the spiritual sea realm.
"You are so presumptuous!"
Feng Yu was angry and slowly raised his right hand, and the terrifying storm of spiritual power poured out like water from a river.
"Palace Master, that boy was just impulsive. Please be merciful, Palace Master!"
Qi Shiyuan took two steps forward and said quickly.
"Palace Master, Brother Yun went on stage to fight Ye Yufan just to help me. Please also ask Palace Master to kill me to save my life. Don't blame Brother Yun!"
Liucheng endured the previous injuries and actually jumped to the high platform and said solemnly.
"Yes, Palace Master, Yun Mo is still young and impulsive, but I can understand it."
An elder with white beard and hair stood up and spoke in a deep voice.
"Please, Palace Master, be merciful!"
With the leadership of these people, a group of elders and disciples actually spoke out one after another.
The sound spread like a wave.
When Feng Yu heard the sound, his eyes flashed, and the movements of his men began to become sluggish.
"Ye Yufan's death is not a pity, why should I say it impulsively?"
Yun Mo's face remained as before and he smiled softly.
"Well, in that case, I don't have to hold back!" Feng Yu's face changed slightly and he shouted loudly.
A huge palm print appeared out of thin air in the void, exuding an aura of destruction.
Feeling the power of this palm, Qi Shiyuan looked horrified.
He didn't understand why Yun Mo didn't just follow the trend?
With so many people interceding for him, the Palace Master could only verbally impose some moderate punishment, which did not matter to Yun Mo at all.
Do you have to be tough?
Qi Shiyuan let out a long sigh. He had never expected the current scene.
"Shocking!"
Looking at the huge palm print in mid-air, Yun Mo looked introverted. He waved his long sword in his hand, and as the sword edge trembled, an unpredictable sword light slashed out.
"boom!"
The two attacks collided with each other, erupting into turbulent air waves.
In the next moment, a figure in black flew straight out.
When everyone looked up.
Yun Mo's hair was messy, blood was already stained on his chest, and the cold light sword had been separated from his hand at some point and was stuck on the table.
He raised his eyes that were still as cold as the abyss and looked at Feng Yu, "There is no old friendship between you and me!"
Yun Mo chose to resist this palm forcefully.
But after this palm passed, there was no hatred or resentment between Feng Yu and Yun Mo.
Hearing this, Feng Yu felt a trace of regret in his heart.
He understood that Yun Mo was talking to him about rescuing Mo Hongyu.
In the sea of souls, Luo Lao's expression was cold, "Boy Yun, do you want to kill this person?"