"not good!"

Mo Tianling was horrified, feeling the fatal threat coming towards him, and even had a feeling of despair in his heart, like that of a person who is about to drown.

He has been killing people on bloody battlefields for more than a year and has gone through extremely cruel training.

But this was the first time I experienced the horror of life and death!

At that moment, his fighting spirit collapsed and he felt despair.

struggle?

resistance?

Desperately?

These thoughts seemed to have been shattered, and my mind was empty.

And under the gaze of countless eyes outside the field, they saw an incredible scene.

He saw that Mo Tianling's soul was out of body and was stagnant there.

Su Yi's lightly pressed hands were suddenly lifted up in the air and shifted from their position.

boom!

The void trembled, and the sonic boom was like a dull thunder.

The entire arena made of fine iron shook instantly, and the strong wind made a shrill sound, making Mo Tianling's long hair fly and his clothes flutter.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

The whole place fell silent, and all the important figures in Guangling City and Luoyun City couldn't help but gasp.

The Earth Demon Thunder Hand used by Mo Tianling is a unique skill that Yun Guanghou has been famous for for many years, and is a first-class killing technique.

But the martial arts used by Su Yi were simply like the methods of an immortal!

Although the blow was light, it was like a building about to collapse and the sky dropped to the ground, shocking people's hearts.

"Why is this happening..."

Nan Ying's white jade hands in her sleeves were tightly clenched, and the veins on the back of her hands were prominent.

She stared straight at the man in the ring with a jade-like jade-like shirt and a godly demeanor, and her heart was filled with an overwhelming feeling of indescribable resentment.

The whole person is on the verge of losing control.

At this time, no one could understand that Su Yi had not only recovered his cultivation, but his martial arts attainments were already strong enough to suppress Mo Tianling!

This fact is simply horrifying.

"Why don't you defeat me in one fell swoop?"

At this time in the ring, Mo Tianling had come to his senses. His face was pale, and there was a trace of throbbing between his brows, but he was more angry, gloomy and unwilling.

"I said that I would give you a chance to use my sword. If I suppress you now, wouldn't it mean that I, Mr. Su, have not kept my word?"

Su Yi looked calm and spoke.

Mo Tianling was stunned for a moment, just to give himself a chance to use the sword?

Such words deeply stimulated his inner dignity, his face became extremely ugly, and his eyes were filled with fierce and burning anger.

"I can admit defeat, but I will never accept this insult!"

In the cold voice, Mo Tianling drew his sword out of its sheath.

Clang!

The dark purple blade is like a pool of enchanting water. Under the light of the night lights, it shines with a bloody and frightening cold light.

Purple blood sword!

The fierce weapon was given by Marquis Yunguang himself, hoping that Mo Tianling could use this sword to slaughter thousands of enemies on the battlefield and achieve unparalleled achievements.

Before, even when facing Wen Jueyuan, Mo Tianling didn't bother to use this sword.

With a knife in his hand, Mo Tianling's aura changed accordingly, becoming as fierce as fire and as sharp as frost.

This scene attracted the attention of everyone present, and everyone was amazed.

"It turns out that his real trump card is the way of the sword..."

Wen Jueyuan's eyes were blank and his face was earth-colored.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On the ring, Mo Tianling stepped forward, and every step he took was like the sound of a drum shaking the sky.

In his hand, the purple blood sword flew into the air and slashed down with a bright and strange light.

Drinking blood and cutting with one knife!

Back then, when Yun Guanghou was on the battlefield, he was invincible with this single blow of his sword. The enemy's expressions changed and they fled in fear.

When this sword was used by Mo Tianling, although it did not have the tremendous power of the Grandmaster level, it already had three points of divine essence.

Whoosh!

The blade was like lightning, and the light was magical. When it slashed down furiously, the air erupted and screamed.

Such a knife also chilled the hearts of countless people present.

However, Su Yi frowned slightly, with disappointment flashing deep in his eyes.

He sighed softly, and his slender figure finally moved. His clothes and sleeves were flying, and he looked like a giant flying across a cold pond, with an ethereal and unconventional charm.

As he raised his right finger, in the blink of an eye, the cold light passed through the strange shadows of the sword and lightly struck Mo Tianling's sword.

An understatement.

clang!

Amidst the crashing sound that stung the eardrums, Mo Tianling's forward figure paused, and the skin all over his body trembled violently as if struck by lightning.

The purple blood sword in his right hand buzzed violently and flew away from his hand.

Drinking blood and cutting with a knife, which was Mo Tianling's ultimate killing technique, fell apart with a tap of Su Yi's finger!

Bang~

The purple-blood sword fell onto the ring, awakening the shocked and sluggish minds of the spectators present, and all of them changed their minds.

It's scary to decide the outcome with one finger!

"Taking the wrong approach, focusing on skills rather than power, your path is narrow."

Su Yi shook his head.

He originally thought that characters like Mo Tianling should make achievements in the art of swordsmanship.

Who would have expected that the sword he saw was astray and unsightly.

Mo Tianling was stunned, he was lost in thought, and said in a bitter voice: "What kind of martial arts are you using?"

He was at a loss, feeling that everything that had just happened was like a nightmare, and he couldn't even feel how powerful his opponent was.

"It's just a small skill, not worth mentioning."

Su Yi said casually.

The finger he just pointed was nothing more than a quick strike. What was tested was his eyesight, strength and character, rather than any exquisite martial arts.

"A small trick..."

Mo Tianling murmured to himself, feeling depressed and said, "I lost..."

His eyes were empty, his expression was haggard, and he staggered off the stage.

At this point, Mo Tianling, the adopted son of Marquis Yunguang, was defeated!

On the ring, Su Yi put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Who else wants to compete with Su?"

The whole house was silent!

No one dared to answer, whether it was Guangling City or Luoyun City.

From Su Yi stepping onto the ring to Mo Tianling surrendering, it only took a moment, but it overturned countless people's perceptions!

Who could have imagined that the abandoned disciple of Qinghe Jianfu, a son-in-law of the Wen family who was ridiculed by everyone, would lead the way at the Longmen Banquet a year later?

Especially Su Yi's understated demeanor, as if he could easily suppress Mo Tianling's power, deeply shocked everyone present.

Wen Jueyuan looked dull, as if he were mourning his heir.

He is the leader of the younger generation of the Wen family, and is a martial arts wizard who is unanimously favored by Guangling City to compete for the first place in the Dragon Gate Competition.

In the past, there was no Su Yi in his eyes at all, and he always had an attitude of disregard and contempt.

But just now, he was defeated by Mo Tianling with one punch!

This blow is not a big one, but after all, Mo Tianling was once an inner disciple of Qinghe Jianfu, and now he is the adopted son of Marquis Yunguang.

Wen Jueyuan can still accept losing to such an opponent.
To be continued...