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However, to Mo Yuankong's surprise, just as his fist was about to come into contact with Ye Xuan's face, the originally motionless Ye Xuan who seemed to be scared silly finally moved. He quickly raised a palm and blocked his face.0

In the next second, with a "pa" sound, Mo Yuankong's fist accurately landed on Ye Xuan's palm. The former's voice and smile froze, and replacing it was an expression of disbelief.

When Ye Xuan's fist landed on his palm, not only did Ye Xuan not get any damage, he didn't even move at all.

That's right, it was because Mo Yuankong had not moved at all. At this moment, he felt that his fist did not land on his opponent's palm. It was more like he had landed on an iron plate; it was hard and stable.

"This... How is that possible? " He was truly stunned. The opponent was only a grand achievement Spiritual Movement Stage cultivator, how could he block his fist? Even if he did not use his full strength, it was impossible for him to be so weak in front of him.

No, there's something strange about this kid. He's hiding his true strength! It had to be said that Mo Yuankong's reaction was really fast. After being stunned for a split-second, he was able to guess that Ye Xuan's strength was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

After he cried out in his heart, he withdrew his fist and hastily retreated backwards. He wanted to increase the distance between them before deciding anything else. However, at this moment, it was already too late for him to leave.

Before Mo Yuankong's fist could return to its original size, Ye Xuan suddenly extended his palm forward and used his palm as a claw to firmly grab Mo Yuanzhong's fist.

After grabbing his fist, Ye Xuan did not wait for his reaction and pulled with all his might. Mo Yuanzhong lost his balance and staggered towards Ye Xuan's direction.

At the same time that Mo Yuankong pounced at Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan quickly turned his body to the side, and just happened to be standing on the same level as Mo Yuankong who pounced at him. Then, without hesitation, he quickly raised his right leg and swept it across Ye Xuan's lower abdomen.

"Bam!"

As this muffled sound rang out, Mo Yuankong's body was just like a cannonball as it flew backwards. After flying for nearly a hundred meters, it finally landed, causing his face to be covered with dust.

"Look, can't you just say it properly? You have to fight with me. Luckily, I showed mercy, otherwise, you might have become a corpse by now." After sending Mo Yuan flying, Ye Xuan shook his clothes and muttered.

"Cough cough …" After Ye Xuan said this, Mo Yuanzhi slowly got up from the ground. He could not help but cough a few times. Then, he looked at Ye Xuan with an expression of disbelief.

As expected, this guy's true strength was not as weak as it appeared on the surface. His true combat power definitely exceeded the peak of the grand slaying of Spiritual Movement Stage, otherwise, he wouldn't have been beaten up so badly and wouldn't have been able to retaliate at all.

"Deacon Mo, are you alright?" At this moment, Yu Cheng rushed to Mo Yuanzhong's side to check on his injuries. After confirming that his injuries were not serious, he hurriedly said, "Deacon Mo, we can't fight this battle. Let's run."

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