2608: C2608 Temple Head Li Sang

C2608 Temple Head Li Sang

Han Mo laughed crazily and said: "To you, I have merely been cannon fodder for Long Yan. How long did I have to work hard to kill him, do you understand? The devil arts will make me lose ten years of my life, but I feel that it's worth it, because they imprison me in the Burning Heaven Fire Prison. This brings me not just a little bit of pain, it's also the biggest humiliation ever, because they dared to be disrespectful to my father before, so killing you was only an appetizer."

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Every single one of Han Mo's punches were real, and he scattered all his anger towards Long Yan onto Li Qingfeng's body. Thinking back to the feeling of being burned alive, it made him want to die.

The hatred was finally vented a little, but he still did not plan to stop, because at this moment, Li Qingfeng no longer had the ability to retaliate.

"Han Mo, don't treat my brother like that. You should die, you must die to the extreme! Your opponent is me, let my brother go!" Long Yan was incomparably resentful, and looking at Han Mo, he was about to be unable to resist and make his move.

Once again, the might of the Divine Dragon was trampled upon, it was extremely terrifying, Long Yan's anger was not something Han Mo could endure.

"Oh? Do you want me to let him go? Do you see how he's on his last breath? He's already half a cripple now that he's been possessed by a devil. If you still care about his life, kneel down and beg me. Beg me properly and I'll let him go. "

"You!"

The scenes of him interacting with Li Qingfeng appeared in Long Yan's mind. It was their first time meeting, and it was their first time competing in speed. Long Yan had won against his big brother, protected his Asura Hall, and even accompanied him in his secret room to practice.

They were already good friends and formed a very deep friendship so much so that Long Yan had long since regarded Li Qingfeng as his own brother.

"Alright, I'll do as you wish. As a man, I'm willing to yield!" Just as Long Yan was about to kneel down, Gudu Kuangxiong had already grabbed him, and even Hall Master Li Sang and the other protectors came over.

"Palace Chief Long Yan, don't listen to this bastard's lies!" Li Qingfeng was still conscious and he roared even more crazily.

"Big Brother Yan, do not kneel for Han Mo!"

For a moment, all of the disciples in the enormous plaza and all the great halls had clearly seen this scene, and were deeply moved by Long Yan's brotherly friendship.

Long Yan ignored everyone's objections, kneeling down, and roared at Han Mo.

"Let my brother go."

"Hahahaha, you are really naive!" Han Mo was extremely satisfied with Long Yan's return.

The tens of thousands of people could see clearly, they did not think that Long Yan was embarrassed, instead, they admired him even more. Long Yan had already stood up, Han Mo's sinister face was extremely terrifying.

Han Mo then unleashed a powerful punch, smashing Li Qingfeng down onto the stage. If not for him clenching his teeth so hard that he bled out and stimulated his nerves, he would have fainted long ago.

Long Yan was also moved by Long Yan's kneeling, and hot tears immediately welled up in his eyes.

Li Qingfeng had, after all, helped Long Yan guard the Asura Hall for such a long time, and so Long Yan himself was extremely grateful to him.

On the Cloud Arena, Li Qingfeng was very weak, the blood and energy in his body was churning intensely, and the demonic spiritual energy had already invaded his body, so he believed that he would very soon lose consciousness.

Long Yan suddenly realised something, and flew quickly towards the cloud deck, because he saw Han Mo's hand condense another powerful Divine Essence Energy. From within his body, a fist print that was as crazy as before erupted, and attacked Li Qingfeng.

"[Crimson Dragon Celestial Leopard Fist]!" Long Yan did not care anymore as he used his powerful technique.

BOOM!

After successfully destroying Han Mo's attack, and forcing him to retreat, Li Qingfeng was already severely injured, if he were to take another powerful attack, he would definitely die.

"What?" Long Yan, if you dare stop me, I will fight with him and it will not end, you are violating the rules, I will report you to the elders on the stage now, I want them to disqualify you from the ranking tournament. "

Long Yan glared at him: You want to kill my brother, I will definitely not allow it, furthermore you have already violated the rules, so how can I talk about breaking it? Just now, my brother Li Qingfeng has admitted defeat in front of everyone just now, you insisted on severely injuring him, and you even wanted to take his life!

"I didn't even hear when I admitted defeat!" Han Mo quibbled.

"Are you deaf?" Long Yan roared in rage, and quickly condensed the [Purple Spirit Body Sculpting Flower] in his hand to refine it and imbue it into Li Qingfeng's body.

That's right, no one could react just now, Li Qingfeng did indeed say that he was going to admit defeat, and everyone had heard it, but it was only Han Mo making Long Yan kneel, interfering with the crowd, that made people forget to admit defeat.0

Fortunately, Long Yan had seized this small opportunity in the end and quickly reacted. Looking at the incomparably weak Li Qingfeng, Han Mo was still incomparably pleased.

With this, Han Mo also couldn't say anything. After all, he no longer had the ability to argue.

This was the tempo at which he wanted to kill Han Mo.

According to the rules of the competition, if one side admitted defeat, the other side would indeed have to stop. Otherwise, it would be a violation of the rules.

Seeing Han Mo not saying a word, Long Yan thought that he should be giving up and everyone present heaved a sigh of relief. However, Li Qingfeng was currently very weak, the Purple Spirit Body Plastic Flower that Long Yan refined for him was also having a certain amount of healing effect on his body, but the demonic barrier had already invaded his body. If he wanted to truly eradicate it, he could only think of a way later.

"Young Hall Master!" Li Sang and the other Protectors also rushed to the Cloud Platform from the Hall of Light. They looked at Li Qingfeng's weak appearance and found it difficult to even walk.

Li Sang clenched his fists tightly, he hated Han Mo to the core and of course, such a thing had happened without their knowledge, but Han Mo was simply too ruthless.

Long Yan gritted his teeth, "How are you going to injure my brother? I'll definitely treat you twice over. Just you wait."

Long Yan hugged Li Qingfeng, and then rushed down from the Cloud Platform. On the Cloud Stage, Han Mo's mouth was raised, as he stared at Li Sang and the others, with a completely condescending attitude, he did not fear any of these experts from the Hall of Light, but instead turned a blind eye.

For a moment, everyone present quietened down and looked at Han Mo and the others who were on the Cloud Platform with astonishment.

Han Mo clapped his hands, his expression arrogant, "Alright, if there's nothing else, then I'll be going down, I've said it before, this kind of opponent, is too weak. I originally wanted to use this move to catch Long Yan off guard, but your son doesn't have eyes."

Li Sang almost couldn't hold back his contemptuous attitude, but he was stopped by the few protectors behind him.

Long Yan temporarily let Hong Tianba and the others watch, and looked towards the Cloud Arena. Han Mo's complacent smile made Long Yan want to kill him.

Everyone was trembling in fear. For Han Mo, it was indeed a huge blow to him, making him feel really good.

"I never thought that this Han Mo would actually be so despicable. He's truly a decent guy."

"That's right. I never would have thought that he would use such a vicious demonic technique. Moreover, all of us heard the opponent admit defeat. He still wants to continue attacking? Isn't this all on purpose?"

The Great Clan Elder of the Punishment Palace, He Pingzhi, also smiled proudly as she stood up, saying loudly: "Everyone be quiet, Deities Templar's Han Mo has won this battle."

"Wait, Elder He, could it be that Han Mo heavily injured my son, and he has already conceded? Aren't you going to punish him? He should be disqualified from participating in the next round."

"Well said, he should be disqualified." Gudu Kuangxiong could not watch any longer and rushed up the cloud deck.

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