The two of them retreated again in silence.

Liu Qing retreated again, but Mo Hong looked like he was fine, so he patted his sleeves lightly again. As soon as Liu Qing looked up, he saw Mo Hong looking at him with a playful look.

Although Mo Hong's strength is a whole small realm than Liu Ding's bottom, what he did not expect was that Liu Qing was at a disadvantage in the first two rounds with his physical strength.

Liu Qing was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he had the courage to challenge Liu Qing. It turned out that his strength had reached this point. And in a vague way, Liu Qing could still feel that Mo Hong was not using his full strength, and even after the two rounds of attack just now, even after being tempered by the wild body refining, he did not get any benefits in Mo Hong's hands.

Immediately, Liu Qing instantly threw out a silver-white killing sword, and the sharp sword light pointed directly at Mo Hong.

Similarly, Mo Hong, not far away, threw out a spiritual weapon in an instant. It was his Mo Mei sword, which looked like a sword but was not attacked. The Mo Mei had no edge. The sword body was as dark as ink, without blades or edges, and as plain as a ruler. It was a Virtue sword with no edges better than a sharp edge. It was held in Mo Hong's hand, but it was a little useless.

On the other hand, Liu Qing's long sword seemed much more ordinary. Although it emitted an unparalleled cold light, people with eyes can see at a glance that the texture of the Momei Sword is obviously not on the same level as the long sword in Liu Qing's hand.

"I want to see how strong this former waste has reached now!" Mo Hong shouted, then waved his arm, and Mo Mei Jian's sword heart pointed directly at Liu Qing's vital point.

Liu Qing was not willing to be outdone, so he immediately raised his arm slightly, and an unparalleled cold light collided with the black sword body, and a spark flashed in the air.

克克克克克克.

The sound of the sword body colliding suddenly resounded, with a powerful force. Wherever the sword body passed, red sparks flashed by, instantly covering up several nearby wind and cloud platforms. The duel disciples on the stage stopped and looked at the duel between Liu Qing and Mo Hong.

The two looked at each other as if they were looking at a sad person. The duel that only saw the sad person must be bloody.

At this time, Liu Qing's body was already full of holes. In less than a stick of incense, the two had fought for hundreds of rounds. At this time, Liu Qing's body was already covered in scars, and her clothes had already been cut into pieces and scattered on the Fengyuntai, and her breath was also a little rapid.

On the other hand, although Mo Hong on the opposite side was seriously injured, his breath was still stable. He was smiling and looking at Liu Qing in front of him and jokingly said, "Waste, it's still a waste!"

The battle between the two paused for a while before they could vaguely hear the noise coming from the audience.

"Is this the duel that I only saw in the Three Days Realm? It's really wonderful"

Regardless of speed, strength, or the lasting power of spiritual power, the strong people in the Three Heavens Realm are not comparable to those in the Condensation Realm. In the past, Liu Qing only barely used the Five Tigers Roaring Sky Seal once, but if it were now, it would be so few more than once.

"I know that person. Isn't it just a boy who had evil spirits in his body not long ago? His strength has reached the level of three days!"

"Yes, is the person next to him the freshman, not only defeated Senior Brother Ye in the top ten of the Fengyun List, but also had an extremely excellent talent. After completing the mission, he received the baptism of spiritual sources and actually broke through to the three-day realm!"

While everyone was talking, Liu Qing stuffed a breath return pill into his mouth without any clue. This was the breath return pill given to them by Teacher Xuantian when he went to Bozhi Kingdom last time. Although there was only one left, Liao Shengyuwu.

After swallowing the Qi Recovery Pill, Liu Qing's face gradually recovered.

Looking at Mo Hong again, the weird smile on his playful face looked like a cunning look.

Looking at Liu Qing with a gloomy face, Mo Hong smiled and said, "Sure enough, although he can practice, he is still the waste from the past!"

When suppressed by Mo Hong, Liu Qing wanted to refute it, but he didn't know what to say. To be honest, five years ago, since he was discovered that he could not practice, he was labeled as a waste. Even if his strength has reached the three-day realm of Transformation, he could not erase his name as a waste in others' hearts. Just like Mo Hong, this is a living example.

Looking at Mo Hong's momentum, Liu Qing seemed to have figured it out. When he was constantly injured and healed again in the war, Liu Qing felt extremely comfortable. Not only could he gain a lot of practical experience, but he could also quickly improve his strength in constant battles, and he would not leave any sequelae like breaking through the level.

The domineering aura on Mo Hong's body was obviously constantly honed through repeated battles, which is also the reason why Liu Qing is not Mo Hong's opponent in front of him.

But Liu Qing didn't chew on it and admitted that in the past, he was a waste who was despised. Now, he has finally been able to practice, and his strength has reached the realm of Transformation in the three-day realm. Now, if someone calls him a waste, he may have touched his bottom line.

I was so blinded by anger that my whole face turned red, and my spiritual power rolled in my body. In the sea of ​​Dan, countless spiritual light columns soared into the sky and suddenly poured into the major meridians of my body. Since my body cannot fight against you, I will fight for spiritual power. I don’t believe it. With the powerful spiritual power of the sea of ​​Dan, I can’t waste you to death!

On the chest, there was a tiger-shaped tattoo, looming.

As soon as the tiger-shaped tattoo appeared, the sound of a tiger roar could be heard vaguely, and it kept coming. Everyone present couldn't help but sigh and stutter. Looking at Liu Qing, it seemed like he was looking at a god of war.

The spiritual power continued to roll, and a spiritual power vortex condensed around Liu Qing's body. In the spiritual power vortex, a tiger-shaped mark slowly emerged. Then, the white tiger seal slapped out with a palm, and the carrier's overbearing and powerful force, accompanied by the sound of the tiger's roar, was powerful enough to smash the mountains.

At the same time, Mo Hong, not far away, also made seals with both hands, "Breaking the Sky Palm!"

The two palms touched each other, and at that touch point, a spiritual ripples swept across instantly, and everyone retreated, fearing that they would be shocked by the terrifying attack.

The two palms that were destroyed and destroyed, both of them kept gathering spiritual power in their palms.

After a full stalemate of half an incense stick, he kept infusing spiritual power into his palms, and the two of them also showed a little paleness on their faces, while Liu Qing was much better. Sure enough, the capacity of the Danhai was far beyond the comparison of the Dantian. If he continued to consume this way, Mo Hong would be consumed to death sooner or later.

However, Mo Hong naturally understood that it was not long before, he instantly removed his spiritual power, retreated, and avoided the unparalleled palm.

Withdrawing his palm, Liu Qing also rushed forward.
Chapter completed!