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Chapter 77 Body repair, Mo Yun's shot

Zhao Xiaopang actually appeared in the arena!

Yun Mo had never expected the scene before him. Originally, Qingyun City was destroyed by the Xuanyin Sect, and he even thought that Fatty Zhao died at the hands of the Xuanyin Sect.

However, from Madam Spider's words, Yun Mo vaguely guessed that Zhao Xiaopang was probably not the result he imagined.

Therefore, he entered the Xuanyin Sect and wanted to find out the whereabouts of Zhao Xiaopang. Unexpectedly, Yun Mo met Zhao Xiaopang just after he entered the Xuanyin Sect.

What made Yun Mo suspicious the most was that Zhao Xiaopang, who was only in the early stage of the Spiritual Mortal Realm before they parted ways with him, now exuded the aura fluctuations of the early stage of the Lingyuan Realm!

incredible!

Even with Yun Mo's qualifications, it is impossible for him to reach an entire realm in such a short period of time, which is really shocking!

After calming down the panic in his heart, Yun Mo moved his eyes worriedly to Fatty Zhao below.

In the arena!

After seeing that his twenty-win opponent was just a fat man in the Lingyuan realm, the sword demon couldn't help but laugh ferociously. It seemed that God was going to help him get twenty consecutive victories today!

"Fat boy, if you admit defeat now, your Grandpa Sword Demon is in a good mood and can let you go. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"

For the sword demon, twenty wins are already in his pocket. It doesn't matter whether he kills this person or not. If the other party knows what he is interested in, sparing his life is not a bad idea.

Zhao Qingshan, also known as Zhao Xiaopang, heard the sound, his face was like a lake without waves, calm as water, and his eyes were so calm that people could sink into it.

"Since you killed nineteen of my Qingyun City warriors, it doesn't matter if you have one more of me, and it doesn't matter if you have one less of me."

"You said the nineteen people before were all prisoners of Qingyun City?" Sword Demon asked in a low voice.

"Haha, otherwise you think you can achieve nineteen consecutive victories based on your strength."

Zhao Qingshan took a step forward, and a flash of sharpness suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Now that I have stepped into this arena today, I am not a master who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

Regarding the sword demon, although he had entered the Lingyuan realm, he was not sure of victory at all. However, when Qingyun City was destroyed, Zhao Qingshan took life and death lightly.

If he was worried about the most, apart from his father, there was only the young man in black whom he met in Long Mansion.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingshan's aura filled his body like waves, and he stomped on the ground. He was the first to make a move, and a punch packed with spiritual power mixed with the sound of breaking through the air directly hit the sword demon's face.

"little tricks!"

The sword demon stared slightly, raised his sword, and the dark sword light surged like a tide, bringing up a strong wind that forced Zhao Qingshan to retreat backwards.

Tricky!

"This person has no weapons. He will suffer a big loss against the sword demon!"

"Indeed, although the two of them are in the same realm, the sword demon's combat power is close to the middle stage of the Lingyuan realm when the sword never leaves his body!"

"Haha, if there are no accidents, Sword Demon's twenty-consecutive victory is already a certainty!"

In the audience seats, all the Xuanyin Sect disciples looked happy and said excitedly.

"I will let you know today whether my strength is worthy of these nineteen consecutive victories!" After learning the cause of the matter, the sword demon licked his lips and sneered.

The next second, the figure of the sword demon disappeared from the spot, and Zhao Qingshan intuitively felt a cold sword light sweeping through the air.

"Draw your sword and kill!"

Before he finished speaking, a lightning-fast knife was already approaching Zhao Qingshan!

"boom!"

Zhao Qingshan, who raised his arms to block, was directly slashed away by the sword. However, Zhao Qingshan, who used his physical body to hit the spiritual weapon, only had blood spilling from the corners of his mouth and was not fatally injured.

This scene made everyone around the audience dumbfounded. The muffled roar just now was actually caused by the fat young man in front of him using his physical body to shake the spiritual weapon.

"This kid's physical body can actually shake spiritual weapons!"

"Unbelievable... It's simply unbelievable! It's the first time I've seen a person's physical power reach such a terrifying level!"

"Good boy, it turns out you are a physical practitioner, but if you want to block my sword demon with your physical body, you still underestimate me!"

After the sword demon saw the opponent's physical power, not only was he not worried, but he looked very interested.

Next, without giving Zhao Qingshan time to react, the cold sword in the palm of the sword demon burst out with a terrifying black aura, and slashed across with one strike.

"Bang bang!"

Two swords landed on Zhao Qingshan's body, but they still only made two muffled sounds. On the other hand, the sword demon was shaken back by a huge force coming from the sword.

Zhao Qingshan's face was pale, and his slightly undulating chest hinted that he was far less relaxed than he seemed on the surface.

"Even if you are a physical cultivator, you can't stop me from winning twenty consecutive victories!" The sword demon said with a stern tone and cold eyes.

A circle of invisible sharp energy surged, the sword demon squinted his cold eyes, and the cold air spread from the inside to the outside, making all the warriors approaching the arena feel as if their souls were about to be annihilated.

"Is the Sword Demon finally going to attack with all his strength?"

"This cold aura makes me feel suffocated!"

"This person has cultivated his physical body to such an extent, and must have endured pain that ordinary people cannot endure, but today he is going to die in this arena. It is really sad."

"Wow!"

The air flow surged, and a cold and evil murderous aura suddenly erupted from the Sword Demon's body like an uncontrollable torrent and tsunami.

The mighty black sword light raged in all directions!

The huge force that was released caused everyone in the stands to step back, and the air flow exploded. The sword demon seemed to have turned into a ferocious beast, and a dark cold light was released from its eyes.

"No one can stop me from winning twenty games in a row!"

Immediately, along with the black air waves surging in the air, the long knife in the sword demon's hand was raised.

"Wow!"

The air wave overturned everyone, and the sword demon flew toward Zhao Qingshan on the opposite side like a ghostly afterimage.

Can't stop it!

Zhao Qingshan just felt the power contained in this sword from a distance and made a conclusion.

However, despite this, Zhao Qingshan gritted his teeth, concentrated all his spiritual power on his arms, and faced him with a fist.

"Bang!"

In less than a breath, a figure flew out from the arena and hit the ground heavily.

Fatty Zhao spurted blood out of his mouth, his clothes were torn, and his chest was covered with dense knife marks, which was shocking.

The sword demon's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward with the sword again, slashing it down in the air!

"Zheng!"

At this moment, a loud and clear sword cry echoed through the sky.

"boom!"

An arc-shaped purple sword light pierced the void and slashed diagonally towards the sword demon!

The sword demon was caught off guard, and he quickly changed his body shape and raised his sword to resist. Unexpectedly, what no one expected was that the sword demon was directly slashed and flew away under this sword light.

Kick!

After taking several steps back, the Sword Demon steadied his body and said with an extremely gloomy expression, "In the arena, life and death don't matter. Since you choose to intervene, why don't you show your true colors to others!"

Zhao Qingshan, who was surviving the disaster, slowly opened his eyes. Just now he thought he was going to end the rest of his life.

"Buzz"

After Zhao Qingshan finished speaking, a hurricane suddenly rolled up on the arena, and then a dazzling purple light flashed, and a figure slowly stepped into everyone's field of vision.

"Who are you?"

The sword demon saw that the man in front of him had a cold face and deep eyes. He was definitely not someone to be trifled with. Moreover, the power contained in his sword light just now made him almost unable to withstand it.

"Mo Yun." After Yun Mo changed his face, his appearance was completely different from before. No one recognized him. This was what Yun Mo wanted.

Everyone on the high platform was also very unfamiliar with this name after hearing it, but in turn, they didn't think much about it. After all, Xuanyin Sect has new people visiting every day.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace, but this is a gladiatorial arena. This battle will not end unless one party dies."

Zhao Qingshan clutched his chest, staggered, walked to Yun Mo, and said gratefully.

"This is not easy. I'll kill this person for you." After Yun Mo said that, he ignored Zhao Qingshan's reaction and walked straight to the center of the arena.

"Haha, I admit that your strength is amazing, but I was just unprepared and caught you off guard. You don't really think you can defeat me with your strength, do you?"

The sword demon smiled contemptuously and said sarcastically.

"The setting sun is like blood!"

The murmuring sounds are like the groans of the god of death, making people feel like they have fallen into the Nine Nether Hells.

As for the sword demon opposite, he suddenly felt a sense of death threat approaching him.

The long sword was swung, and dozens of sword lights cut through the void. The sharp purple sword lights intertwined in the void, forming a huge sword shadow.

The sword demon looked at the sword shadow that appeared in front of him, and for a moment, his body couldn't help but tremble.

"cut!"

Yun Mo slashed down with his sword in the air, smoke and dust rose up in the arena, and all he could hear was the crisp sound of the sword energy cutting flesh.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the sword demon's figure appeared in front of everyone, but the next second, the sword demon's body exploded, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and rain fell all over the sky.


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