Chapter 1295 Take it directly

"Senior Brother Mo You, what are you talking about?"

"Senior Brother Mo You, are you kidding?"

In the distance, Tong Ye and others were stunned, talking in disbelief.

Mo You said nothing, but looked at Qinglin with a complicated expression.

Qinglin remained silent because he knew his senior brother Mo You very well.

Senior Brother Mo You with such an expression was not joking.

Click… click… click…

The green scales on Qinglin's arms did not dissipate, but appeared more and more.

Gradually, scales became densely covered on the chest and feet.

Now that he knows that Senior Brother Mo You is not joking, he has only two choices.

Either fight or hand over the Qiankun Ring.

He couldn't hand over the Qiankun Ring, so he could only fight.

When Mo You saw this, his brows furrowed. He had always been reluctant to talk during battles and treated them indifferently. This time, he opened his mouth first.

"You are no match for me, why bother."

Qinglin, who had always respected Senior Brother Mo You, did not answer or say anything this time.

Mo You frowned, her face becoming more complicated.

Just as Qinglin understood him, he also understood Qinglin, and even understood the personalities of many of his disciples.

Just at this moment, there was a soft call from behind.

"elder brother."

Although Moyou's injuries have stabilized, it does not mean that she has recovered from her injuries and her face is still pale.

The voice was also soft and weak, and the tone was weak and urgent.

When Mo You heard this, the complicated look on his face disappeared and he nodded.

Clang…

A crisp sword cry resounded in the air.

Mo You's sword finally appeared in his hand.

However, his sword did not swing out, but was stuck heavily on the ground.

He didn't want to point his sword at his junior brother one day.

However, even though the tip of the sword penetrated the ground, the edge of the sword was still as sharp as ever.

Just the sword intent emanating from the sword body has already swept the whole place.

All the geniuses present felt the sharp and sharp aura in the air.

Some of the weaker ones even felt a sting on their faces.

This is Mo You's sword. It is not the sharpest sword tip, but just the sword body, which is already like the sharpest thing in the world.

Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…

At this time, the five chiefs, who had been blown away by Mo You's sword, ducked back to their respective teams.

"Such a terrifying sword intent, is this Mo You?" Linghu Wang narrowed his eyes.

He is a sword fanatic and is extremely sensitive to the meaning of the sword.

"The Sword of Forgetfulness is indeed worthy of its reputation." Gu Feifan's face was extremely solemn.

He clearly felt that even the five chiefs who had just joined forces could not force Mo You to use his full strength.

Clang… Clang… Clang…

At this time, a series of clanging sounds flashed through the air.

It was like a sharp sword colliding with something hard.

If you look at it more clearly, it is the sword intent that is raging around him right now, and it is constantly crossing Qinglin's body.

Just the sword intent that wreaked havoc on the surroundings had already caused the expressions of all the warriors present to change.

One can imagine how intense the sword intent that Qing Lin actually refers to is experiencing at this moment.

However, although the sword was sharp, it failed to hurt Qinglin.

The sharp aura kept streaking across the blue scales on Qinglin's body.

Then there were these clanging sounds.

However, the blue scales were apparently unscathed.

"Huh?" Mo You frowned and looked directly at Qinglin, "You made a breakthrough."

"The ninth level of the Holy King Realm."

Mo You read it right, Qinglin's current cultivation level is at the ninth level of the Saint King Realm.

Qinglin nodded indifferently, "I broke through the night before the second round."

From behind, another clear voice came.

"What? You think you can be my brother's opponent if you break through?"

"If it weren't for the fact that you are a junior brother, do you think you would still have a chance to speak now?"

Although Mo You's voice was a little weak, his tone was filled with pride.

"Brother, hurry up, otherwise the secret realm of Tianzang will be opened again."

The secret realm of Tianzang is opened again, which means the second round of competition is over.

Mo You nodded indifferently and glanced at his sword stuck in the ground.

In an instant, the sword intent emanating from the sword became more intense.

Clang… Clang… Clang…

The clanging sound in the air gradually became a little harsh.

White marks began to appear on the scales on Qinglin's body.

Qinglin's face changed, with a hint of pain clearly flashing through his face.

Mo You saw Qinglin's expression in his eyes, frowned and said, "Hand over the Qiankun Ring, you are no match for me."

Qinglin remained silent and speechless.

Clang… Clang… Clang…

The sword on the ground, the sword intent emanating from the sword's body, was actually increasing.

Gradually, there are no longer white marks on Qinglin's scales, but slight bloodshot marks.

The pain on Qinglin's face became more and more obvious.

Mo You's face became increasingly ugly.

Even when he fought against the chiefs of the Five Academy Palaces, he never frowned in the slightest.

Now, his face is extremely ugly.

"Hand over the Qiankun Ring, otherwise, within a few minutes at most, your scales will be shattered by my sword, and your body will be left intact."

Hearing this, Qinglin finally opened his mouth, "If you have the ability, just come."

"You..." Mo You clenched his fist for the first time.

"Then let's try it." Mo You's eyes turned cold.

The sword on the ground suddenly vibrated and screamed into the sky.

The sword intent in the air surged in an instant.

Clang…

This time, the clanging sound in the air only appeared once.

Because the green scales on Qinglin's body had been scratched instantly.

When the sword struck him, it was no longer the crisp clanging sound as if it had hit something hard, but the dull sound of chopping flesh.

Chi chi chi…

In just ten seconds, Qinglin was covered with scars and bleeding.

"I say it again, hand over the Qiankun Ring." Mo You gritted his teeth.

"After we get out of the treasures inside, I, Mo You, promise to go all over the Central Territory and find them all for you."
To be continued...