1132: C1132 Winning or losing is clear

C1132 Winning or losing is clear

"Bam!"1

Under this expectant gaze, the black and white figures of the stage s of the holographic projection suddenly shot backwards in midair, landing on the ground several tens of meters away. The bricks beneath their feet were even shattered by the strong force.

Looking at the white-clothed youth with short black hair, Mo Ming sneered: "It is a bit stronger than what I expected, I heard that another Dragonblood Warrior appeared in the Long family, I think it should be you, I don't think you need to think about hiding your trump cards, if you have any methods, it would be best for you to use them now, otherwise you won't have any chance later!"

Dragon Fang faintly said, "I have no intention of hiding my bloodline power. I just want to see just how strong my opponent is and whether or not it's necessary for me to display it."

Mo Ming's face sank and the anger in his eyes surfaced. He said coldly: "Your arrogant tone actually reminds me of a person. He's also surnamed Long like you."

"Who is he? Where have you seen him? " Hearing this, Dragon Fang's eyes moved and he couldn't help but ask two questions in succession.

Because their Long family had the bloodline of a dragon, they also inherited the extremely rare ability of a dragon to reproduce. Because their Long family had the bloodline of a dragon, they also inherited the extremely rare ability of a dragon to reproduce.

"I wonder if Dongxuan's Long Bufan is a bastard from your Long family."

Mo Ming mocked. Thinking back to two months ago, when Long Bufan was in the ancient sect ruins, he took advantage of the Thunder Winged Bat's chase to steal his storage bag, the anger in his heart exploded once again. He stared coldly at Dragon Fang, who was standing opposite him, and obviously treated, who had the same surname as him, as a substitute to vent his anger.

"Long Bufan? Dongxuan? " As Dragon Fang was feeling suspicious, when he heard the word "bastard" from Mo Ming behind him, his indifferent gaze suddenly turned ice-cold.

"If you want me to respect you, it will depend on whether you have the strength to do so!" Mo Ming laughed coldly, and waved his right hand in the air, causing a black sword to appear in his hand. It faintly emitted a dark energy wave, showing that this sword was not ordinary.

"Weng ?!"

At this time, Dragon Fang also pulled out a long saber from his shoulder.

The quality of this saber was simple and unadorned. There was an azure dragon engraved on the blade about four feet long, exuding a faint tyrannical dragon's might.

This blade was called the Green Dragon Sabre, and was passed down in their Long family. The material used to make this blade was made from dragon bones.

"Bullsh * t!" Mo Ming snorted, his figure suddenly moved, the sword in his hand had released a dense black light aura, the killing intent in the sword overflowing as it pierced straight towards the Dragon Tooth.

"Bang!"

The moment Mo Ming launched his attack, the aura on Dragon Fang's body exploded outwards!

Above the stage, dressed in white, Dragon Fang's aura surged like a small exploding universe. Even the spectators outside of the light screen far away could feel the effects of Dragon Fang's aura at this moment.

This kind of feeling was as if someone was pointing a knife at his heart, full of oppression!

This was Dragon Fang's blade force! A thick killing intent swept through the entire arena.

"What a terrifying Saber Force. He's actually able to unleash it to such a degree at such a young age!"

As everyone was exclaiming in amazement, Dragon Fang slashed out with his saber. A faint dragon roar could be heard from the saber!

In a moment, a majestic blade force slashed out with incomparable momentum, splitting the entire competition grounds. Mo Ming's Sword Qi was immediately drowned out!

"Bam!"

Immediately after, the blade force broke through Mo Ming's protective vitality, and with an unstoppable force, it rushed into his body.

Mo Ming's body shook violently and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew backwards for more than thirty meters, heavily smashing onto the light screen of the Guardian Formation at the edge of the stage.

The spectators all looked over in unison, and were all shocked to see that in front of Mo Ming's chest, there was actually a bone-deep cut, and blood was flowing profusely.

It was obvious that the outcome of this battle was clear.

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