Chapter 347 Genius is just the threshold to see me

Chapter 347 Genius is just the threshold to see me
Moreover, he was practicing a technique that could devour the flesh and blood of others and quickly improve his cultivation. With such a comparison, the gap between the two sides would be even more glaring. How could Mo Xi, who always thought highly of himself, accept this fact?

Mo Li's face turned extremely ugly, and a trace of resentment and jealousy flashed in his eyes. He always thought that he was a genius of Tianming Sect and a leader among the younger generation in Zhongzhou.

But now, facing a true genius like Xiao Ling, all his arrogance and pride were shattered. This feeling of being completely surpassed filled him with resentment and anger. This resentment and jealousy bit his heart like a poisonous snake.

Unable to accept this reality, Mo Xi began to become manic. His eyes were red, his breathing was disordered, and he seemed to have lost his mind.

Mo Xi's heart seemed to be corroded by poison, and the flame of jealousy burned fiercely. He stared at Xiao Ling, his eyes flashing with undisguised jealousy.

He was jealous of Xiao Ling's youth, jealous of his powerful strength that seemed to have come easily, and even more jealous of the calmness and confidence he showed in front of him.

He still remembered that he was once a star in the sect. How many people admired him along the way, and how many times he stood on a high place, looking down on the crowd. Even Yi Chen, because of his accident, slowly began to catch up with him. But now, Xiao Ling's appearance completely broke the last bottom line in his heart.

"Why?" Mo Qi screamed in his heart. He clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his flesh, blood dripped down his palms, but he was unaware. "Why can you have all this at such a young age? And I have practiced hard for many years, but I am still not as good as you? This is not fair!"

"Damn it, damn it, you must die! And that Yi Chen, all of you guys deserve to die!"

A fierce roar erupted from deep in Mo Ji's throat, his voice filled with bloodthirsty fanaticism. He clenched his palms tightly, as if he could crush everything. Blood and energy swirled around his arms, like red poisonous snakes circling. In the blink of an eye, the blood and energy gathered in his palms and condensed into a blood-dripping halberd, flashing an evil luster.

His eyes, as if soaked in blood, gradually turned red, and the murderous intent revealed in his pupils was enough to strike fear into the hearts of anyone with a weak mind.

Those who had witnessed Mo Zhi's violent side would be terrified if they were present at this moment, because they knew that this peerless genius who was notorious in the Tianming Sect had completely released the bloodthirsty frenzy in his heart.

The blood halberd condensed, and the bloody breath poured out from every pore of Mo Ji like a tide, filling the air and making people sick. He stood there, like a blood god walking out of the Shura Field, and that terrifying aura seemed to be able to devour all living things.

kill!

A low roar filled with murderous intent erupted from the depths of Mo Li's throat, and his figure flashed and disappeared instantly. Then, the space beside Xiao Ling suddenly fluctuated, and a sharp halberd tip surrounded by blood broke through the air and stabbed directly at his head.

"Humph!"

Xiao Ling sensed the attack, snorted coldly, and nimbly turned his body to cleverly avoid the deadly blood halberd.

"Seven Killing Halberd Technique!"

The attack missed, and the bloodshot light in Mo Li's eyes became even hotter. He swung the halberd in his hand violently, turning it into blood-red light and shadows, covering all the vital points around Xiao Ling under the attack.

Facing Mo Li's stormy attack, the golden light under Xiao Ling's feet flickered, and afterimages appeared one after another, and he easily avoided the dense blood-colored halberd shadows.

"Ding!"

After several deft dodges, Xiao Ling suddenly stopped. Just as Mo Li's blood halberd stabbed at him with violent momentum, a crisp sound of metal clashing rang out, and the waving blood halberd instantly solidified in mid-air.

Mo Li's expression also changed slightly. He was horrified to find that his blood halberd was actually clamped by Xiao Ling's two fingers surrounded by red-gold flames.

"Haha, it's ridiculous that you can only stand here in incompetent rage." Xiao Ling sneered, his eyes revealing a trace of contempt, "I originally thought you were really capable when I saw your momentum. Now it seems that your attack is disorganized and full of flaws. You are just like an irrational beast."

"But you don't have to be discouraged. Genius is just a threshold to meet me."

Xiao Ling's swift and accurate response made Mo Ji's heart completely shrouded in a layer of solemnity. However, hearing Xiao Ling's nonchalant ridicule, Mo Ji's murderous intent had completely overwhelmed his rationality.

No matter how powerful his opponent was, he only had one thought in his mind, which was to completely defeat the hateful guy in front of him and then brutally eat him alive.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Mo Ji immediately made a decision. He decisively gave up the blood halberd in his hand, and his figure was like a blood-colored phantom, rushing to Xiao Ling's side in an instant. In his palm, the sticky murderous aura surged out like a volcanic eruption.

"Tian Ming Shura Hand!"

As Mo Li shouted loudly, the space around his palm began to fluctuate violently, and dark cracks spread quietly. The murderous aura that rose into the sky seemed to solidify the surrounding air. A strong wind suddenly arose, and the sky seemed to become even darker because of this momentum.

In the blood mist, Mo Li's figure trembled slightly, and turned into a blood shadow again, carrying a murderous aura, and attacked Xiao Ling like lightning.

The surrounding leaves swayed wildly in the strong wind, making rustling sounds, as if they were also trembling with the tense atmosphere of the battle.

Facing Mo Ji's extremely fierce attack, Xiao Ling did not choose to continue to dodge. Instead, a look of excitement appeared on his face.

With the help of the secret method, Mo Zhi gained a combat power comparable to that of a Nine-Star Dou Zong in a short period of time. This strength is almost the same as Xiao Ling's normal strength without using the secret method. Facing such an opponent, Xiao Ling also wanted to rely on his current strength to confront him head-on.

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Ling put the Meteorite Weapon in his hand back into the ring. Then, his hand seals changed rapidly, changing as fast as lightning.

"Great Wilderness Prisoner Heaven Hand"

As Xiao Ling shouted in his heart, a golden half-figure appeared behind him. As Xiao Ling's handprints continued to change, the golden figure gradually solidified, and the pair of eyes that had been tightly closed suddenly opened, emitting two golden rays of light, like two sharp swords, rushing straight into the sky.

At the moment when the golden half-figure behind Xiao Ling fully appeared, the blood shadow of Mo Ji followed closely with a murderous aura. His palm was covered by the dark red sticky blood mist, which made his originally handsome face look particularly hideous.

"die!
With a ferocious roar, Mo Li slapped Xiao Ling's chest fiercely. The surrounding space seemed to collapse at this moment, and long and thin black cracks spread under the palm wind, and the monstrous blood mist filled the entire sky.

A sharp smell of blood wafted into Xiao Ling's nose. Facing Mo Ji's ferocious attack, a cold light flashed in his eyes. His handprints stopped changing, and his right hand stretched out and slapped forward.

At the same time, the golden half-figure behind him also synchronized with Xiao Ling's movements, stretched out a broad golden palm, and slapped in the direction of Xiao Ling's waving palm.

“Bang!

There was a deafening roar, like a roar between heaven and earth. The space around the impact point collapsed inch by inch, and dark space cracks were like the claws of a demon, tearing the surrounding air and light wantonly. Those cracks spread out, forming a space vortex that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

The moment when Mo Li and Xiao Ling's palms touched, the entire space seemed to be torn apart, and the center of the collision erupted with unspeakable terrifying energy. The two powerful forces collided in the air, and the aftermath was like a raging wave, sweeping across everything.

A heart-pounding wave of air quickly spread from the center of the fight between the two men, and the surrounding air seemed to emit a shrill wail under the impact.

The shock wave was like a surging tide, sweeping in all directions with Xiao Ling and Mo Ji as the center. In the face of this violent force, the surrounding trees suffered a devastating blow.

The leaves were stripped off the branches in an instant, and the more fragile branches burst directly under the pressure of the shock wave, turning into flying wood chips.

Everything within a ten-foot radius was almost completely razed to the ground by this force. The originally dense treetops now became sparse and fragmented, and the moonlight filtered through the gaps between the branches and leaves, sprinkling down in patches.

The Xinlan Ancient Tree seemed to feel the threat of this power. In order to protect itself, it had no choice but to release a layer of green power barrier to block the aftermath of the two people's attack. "Alas, this young man is so rude. He actually turned the world upside down and made such a loud noise in my territory. Look, even my hairstyle that I have carefully taken care of for decades has been messed up."

After withstanding the aftermath of the battle, Xinlan Ancient Tree couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Fortunately, for the Xinlan Ancient Tree, these minor injuries were not a big deal. As long as the main trunk was intact, it could mobilize the fighting spirit in its body to make the damaged branches and leaves regain vitality and restore their former luxuriance.

Xun'er, who was standing not far away and watching the battle, seemed unusually calm in the face of the oncoming aftermath of the battle. A flash of golden flame flashed in her eyes, then disappeared in an instant.

In front of her, a large area of ​​space seemed to be controlled by an invisible giant hand, folding and twisting. All the shock waves approaching her were blocked by this spatial force, and not a single bit of energy leaked out.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Yuan, there are still many innocent people around the Xinlan Ancient Tree. Please help me resist the aftermath of Brother Xiao Ling's battle and don't let the atmosphere of this festive holiday be ruined." Immediately, Xun'er turned her head and whispered to the void beside her.

"As you command, miss."

As Xun'er finished speaking, two old voices came out from the void almost at the same time.

Then, two figures slowly walked out from the void. They were none other than the ancient clan’s Dou Zun, Elder Lin and Elder Yuan, who had been secretly protecting Xun’er.

As soon as Elder Lin and Elder Yuan appeared, they nodded slightly to Xun'er, then quickly dispersed in two directions with a flash of their bodies, and came to the edge of the aftermath. Together with Xun'er, they exerted their strength to quietly cover up the fierce battle here.

The power of this confrontation between Xiao Ling and Mo Li was enough to rival a blow from a Dou Zun-level warrior, and the destructive power was extremely astonishing.

But with the joint intervention of Xun'er and the other two Dou Zuns, the fluctuations of this battle were naturally perfectly blocked, without any leakage.

Among the crowd beneath the Xinlan Ancient Tree, there were some strong men whose strength had reached the Douhuang or even Douzong level, but no matter how high their cultivation was, no one could sense the thrilling battle taking place above them.

After successfully blocking the aftermath of the battle, Xun'er and the two ancient clan Dou Zuns stopped fighting and all looked towards the center of the battle between Xiao Ling and Mo Li.

The fierce collision between Xiao Ling and the other man just now raised a cloud of dust and countless tree branch fragments, which blocked the view completely, making it difficult to see the specific situation inside.

"boom!"

A muffled sound echoed in the woods, and the attention of Xun'er and the two ancient clan Dou Zuns was immediately attracted.

In their sight, a figure flew backwards from the center of the collision like a kite with a broken string.

The speed was astonishingly fast. Only a series of breaking sounds were heard, and the figure slammed heavily into a thick branch.

The branch broke under the huge impact, but the momentum of the backward flight did not weaken at all. It continued to fly backwards, breaking several branches in succession, until finally, the figure stopped on a thicker branch.

When the three of them looked in the direction of the voice, they saw Mo Di, who was covered in blood and looked extremely embarrassed.

His figure swayed on the branches, as if he might fall at any time.

Xun'er and the other two Dou Zuns looked at this scene with an expression of surprise on their faces.

In this all-out duel, Mo Li from the Tianming Sect was ultimately defeated.

Then, they withdrew their gaze from Mo Ji and focused on another figure that appeared, which was Xiao Ling.

At this moment, Xiao Ling was standing in the void, his hands hanging casually on both sides of his body. His blue hair fell softly on his shoulders, revealing an uninhibited and unrestrained style.

The moon-white robe he was wearing was still as neat and new as ever, as if the fierce battle just now was just a passing cloud and did not leave any trace on him.

But upon closer inspection, only the fringe of his bangs in front of his forehead was slightly messy, with one strand sticking up restlessly. This small detail added a bit of humor to Xiao Ling's handsome image.

"Puchi." Lian Xun'er couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw this scene.

Her smile was like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, creating ripples and instantly dispelling the tense atmosphere around them.

Hearing Xun'er's laughter, Xiao Ling couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

Xiao Ling shook his head slightly, tidied up his unruly bangs, and then turned his gaze to Xun'er. He raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing an expression of both helplessness and doting, and then gave her a confident smile.

In Xiao Ling's opinion, his funny appearance might make Xun'er happier than dealing with the guy who had evil intentions towards her.

Then, Xiao Ling's eyes turned to the two Dou Zuns from the Ancient Clan who had revealed their figures. Before, they had been hiding in the void, and although Xiao Ling could sense their existence, he had never really met them. Now, he finally saw these two Dou Zuns from the Ancient Clan.

Noticing Xiao Ling's gaze, the two old men smiled and nodded to him. In their eyes, this young man was extraordinary. Not only was his cultivation about to break through to Dou Zun, but he was also a genuine eighth-grade alchemist. His status was no less noble than that of ordinary Dou Zun.

What's more, this young man is likely to become the son-in-law of the ancient clan in the future. Therefore, they naturally have to behave more friendly.

Moreover, their first impression of Xiao Ling was quite good, so they naturally would not put on the same arrogant attitude that the ancient clan showed towards outsiders.

Facing the friendly gestures from the two elders, Xiao Ling also politely clasped his fists and bowed slightly to show his respect. His attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, and full of the youthful vigor and confidence, which made the two elders feel even better about him.

After Xiao Ling exchanged a few brief greetings with the two ancient clan Dou Zuns, Xun'er flashed and appeared beside Xiao Ling.

With a smile, she reached out to help Xiao Ling tidy up his collar and hair, and teased, "I think Brother Xiao Ling's hairstyle just now was quite interesting. Why is it pressed down now? It's not as unique as before."

"Xun'er, please stop making fun of me." Xiao Ling shook his head helplessly, and secretly decided in his heart that it would be better to tie his hair up in the future to avoid such embarrassing situations again.

The two of them played around for a while, then held hands, walked through the void, and walked towards Mo Li step by step. Their steps were light and firm, as if they were walking in the clouds, and each step seemed to be unhurried, revealing an indescribable confidence and elegance.

Watching Xiao Ling and Xun'er slowly approaching, Mo Ji barely summoned up the last bit of strength in his body and forced himself to open his eyes. Although he was now at the end of his strength, the viciousness and murderous intent in his eyes were still strong, and he cast them at Xiao Ling without any concealment.

Xiao Ling stopped three meters away from Mo Ji, his eyes full of mockery, a disdainful smile on his lips. He gently spread his hands, with a hint of contempt in his tone: "Tsk tsk, it seems that you, the genius of Tianming Sect, are just like this."

Hearing Xiao Ling's sarcasm, Mo Li's eyes almost spewed fire, his anger was like a volcanic eruption, but at this moment his sense of powerlessness was even stronger.

His body was shaking slightly, and he tried to suppress his emotions, because he knew that the situation was stronger than the person, and any impulsive behavior could cause him to lose his life. He was not a fool, and he knew that in this situation, staying calm was the most important thing.

(End of this chapter)