The Battle Through Heaven
Killing Mo Cheng
Ge Ye's body was like a fallen leaf blown by the autumn wind as he quickly retaliated in a hurried manner. The tables and chairs along the way were destroyed by the hidden power contained within Ge Ye the moment they came into contact with him.
Ge Ye's pair of legs were dragged to the ground as he was pushed back half a distance from the hall before his body stopped slowly. His somewhat pale face was covered in disbelief and shock.
"You ..." Wiping a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, Ge Ye exhaled heavily several times. His heart was like a stormy sea. "Why does that face look a little familiar?"
In his mind, the gentle face of the young master of the Xiao clan from three years ago, who was unyielding and stubborn, slowly emerged from within his memories. When it overlapped with the face he had just caught a glimpse of, there was a slight resemblance.
"Imust be!"
His heart suddenly shook violently as Ge Ye's chest quickly rose and fell. He inhaled deeply a few mouthfuls of air and a moment later, shook his head. "I must have seen it wrong! Even if the young man had abandoned his reputation as a cripple, it would definitely be impossible for him to reach this stage in just three short years. "
In three years, someone who did not possess the strength of even a Dou Zhe had increased his strength to the Dou Huang class? These kind of words were something that Ge Ye dared to pat his chest and guarantee that even in the entire Dou Qi continent, there would not be a single person who could achieve that!
As his feelings slowly calmed down, Ge Ye also began to doubt the face he had caught a glimpse of a moment ago. After pondering for a bit, his heart had become very confident in a fact. His sight had completely blurred! After believing this in his heart, the shock on Ge Ye's face finally slowly recovered. He held his chest and coughed a few times. A thread of blood once again flowed from the corner of his mouth. The palm strike from the black-robed person earlier had indeed caused him to receive quite a serious wound.
"Uncle Ge, are you okay?" From the high platform, Nalan Yanran floated to Ge Ye's side. Worry appeared on her pretty face as she asked urgently.
" Cough, I'm fine." Ge Ye shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Observing Ge Ye's pale face, Nalan Yanran's eyebrows shot up vertically. This was the first time he had witnessed someone who dared to treat the members of the Misty Cloud Sect in such a manner. Her pretty face immediately turned cold as she directed her gaze at the black-robed person. He coldly said, "Master, can your actions today be interpreted as a provocation against the Misty Cloud Sect?"
The black robe trembled slightly. Nalan Yanran seemed to be able to feel an indifferent gaze being fired from under the black robe. Immediately, he tightly held her hand, anger hidden in his heart.
"In addition to discussing the Misty Cloud Sect, what can you do? I will definitely take Mo Cheng's life today. If you want to stop me, you can take action. You don't need to use the Misty Cloud Sect and Yun Yun to scare me. That's not gonna work on me. " The black-robed man patted his sleeve. His voice carried cold ridicule and laughter.
"You ..:" Hearing the ridicule from the black-robed person, anger invaded Nalan Yanran's dark brows. He coldly laughed, "You are a Dou Huang, I think you cannot become someone without any reputation in the Jia Ma Empire. Since you insist on killing Mo Cheng today, please tell me your name. In the future, my Misty Cloud Sect will find master and reason with you. "
"The reason with me? Ke Ke, it should have been Yun Yun bringing several hundred people to confer together, right? " The black-robed person shook his head and laughed mockingly.
"Since you dared to kill Mo Cheng in front of so many forces in the northeast region, why did you hide your head and just show your tail? With your strength, I don't think it's because you're afraid of revenge from the Mo clan but rather you're afraid of the Misty Cloud Sect behind the Mo clan, right? ‘ Nalan Yanran coldly said.
"It's not that I don't dare, but I don't. You don't have to worry too much. I will sooner or later head to the Misty Cloud Sect. When the time comes, you will naturally be clear about my identity. " The black-robed person said indifferently.
Hearing that the black-robed person looked down on the Misty Cloud Sect in such a manner, Nalan Yanran bit his silver teeth gently and ruthlessly said, "Good. Since you have this kind of courage, I want to see if you really have the courage to attack the Misty Cloud Sect! "
"You done yet?" The black robe trembled slightly. The person inside seemed to shrug, "If you have said everything you want, then please stop making a fuss. I will attack. If you want to block me, please do. However, I'd like to remind you that I'm not going to show mercy because of your identity. If you don't want the Misty Cloud Sect to lose its successor, then just shut up on the side. "
Hearing this, Nalan Yanran's red and slippery little mouth was tightly pressed. His bountiful chest rose and fell slightly, sweeping a corner filled with temptation. Although his heart was furious, he had no possible solution. In this great hall, there was no one who could compete with this mysterious strongman. Moreover, the other party did not seem to be afraid of the Misty Cloud Sect. Therefore, other than watching Mo Cheng become a spirit under his palm, he seemed to have no other choice.
Ignoring the actions of Nalan Yanran behind him, the black-robed person slowly turned around. He coldly looked at Mo Cheng who was relying on the platform pillar to stand up. In his palm, a thick white flame surged while carrying a hint of coldness.
"This master ..." Seeing that the black-robed person was about to do a killing blow, the face of the Mo clan head, Mo Lan's face turned pale. Although he wanted to come forward to stop him, he could only forcefully suppress this impulse after seeing the fate of Ge Ye and Nalan Yanran some time ago. This black-robed person was clearly holding back because of Ge Ye's status. However, if they advanced forward, the inside of the hall would likely receive a few more ice sculptures. Therefore, Mo Lan could only stand at a safer distance from the black-robed person and said, "Master, nothing happened to that little girl named Qing Lin. As long as you are willing to release the First Elder, our Mo clan is willing to compensate you according to the terms you set! "
The black-robed person remained expressionless hearing the words Mo Lan said. Under the observation of all the leaders in the hall, he slowly walked towards Mo Cheng. The faint dark and cold killing intent caused the interior of the hall to be shrouded in an icy atmosphere.
It seemed that Mo Cheng also understood that the black-robed man was determined to kill him. Therefore, he did not allow pleading for useless mercy. He looked at the black-robed person who was walking ruthlessly. His remaining left hand suddenly swayed slightly.
"If you want to kill me, I will also leave some scars on you!" With a sinister smile, Mo Cheng curled his body, which suddenly shook. A ferocious hidden strength shattered his sleeves. In the bare hands in the air, his veins were like many small snakes that were repeatedly throbbing. The hand also suddenly became even stranger. The originally normal nails also expanded by half an inch and the color also became incomparable and strange black.
Right now, Mo Cheng's hand was completely detached from the normal form of a human. Looking at him, the hand looked more like a Magical Beast's limb.
A pale red color slowly appeared on his arm. A moment later, his entire hand had completely turned completely red. When one looked at it, it was like a cluster of flames formed into an arm.
"Bringing the Mountain Arm? First Elder actually grafted the arm of a rank five Magical Beast, ‘The Breaking Volcano Rhino’, which is in our clan collection, onto his body? " Observing Mo Cheng whose hands had become so vast, all the upper echelons of the Mo clan could not help but exclaim involuntarily.
Mo Lan's expression changed drastically as she stared at Mo Cheng's hand. The corner of his mouth could not help but twitch. That thing was the most precious item of this clan and had become Mo Cheng's personal property. As the head of the clan, his heart was truly beavering.
"Go and die!" Staring wickedly at the black-robed person, Mo Cheng's feet violently stepped from the platform pillar behind him. His knees slightly bent as his body became like a cannonball that shot straight at the black-robed man.
As he charged forward, Mo Cheng's rather large hand was dragged to the ground. His sharp fingers tore through five deep ditches on the hard ground.
Observing Mo Cheng, whose strength had suddenly become extremely frightening, the expressions of everyone in the room changed slightly. Although they had heard that the Mo clan members could transplant Magical Beast limbs to replace their original organs, they had never seen how great a change a transplant could bring.
Standing on the spot, the black-robed person looked at Mo Cheng, whose eyes had become extremely red and were completely stressed with blood. He softly and coldly said with a smile, "It's sad, it seems that when you have obtained the power of a Magical Beast, your mental state is gradually eroded by the nature of that beast. The most incredible part of the so-called transplant seems to turn a person into a Magical Beast that only knows how to kill, right? "
"Bag, go and die!"
Mu Cheng widened his eyes furiously on his ferocious face. His feet violently stepped on the ground and his body shot towards the top of the black-robed person's head. His huge palm was ruthlessly swung down. As his hand waved, the air completely shattered to the point of creating an ear-piercing explosion of this terrifying power.
At the feet of this black-robed person, the hard ground began to crack little by little under the pressure of the terrifying force in this air.
Sensing the violent attack from the power above his head, the black-robed man slowly raised his head. He clearly revealed a smooth and handsome face under the black robe to the sight of Mo Cheng, whose eyes were red.
Even though his mind had already entered a wild state at the moment, a disbelief shock that was hard to hide involuntarily appeared in Mo Cheng's red eyes when he saw the young man who was as clear as the face of a black-robed person.
"It's over ..." The delicate and handsome face was expressionless as he looked at the surprised Mo Cheng. He slowly raised his palm. On it, the fire seedlings of that thick white fame wriggled a little. A moment later, it suddenly shot out as if it was shot by a flamethrower.
An extremely thick white flame shot into the air and wrapped Mo Cheng inside. Under everyone's gaze, a thick layer of white ice suddenly appeared on the surface of Mo Cheng's body that was being surrounded by flames. In the blink of an eye, it completely wrapped him up with an ice sculpture that was just like the original.
‘Bone Chilling Flame’, extreme heat and extreme cold mixture. When it is very hot, it burns everything, when it is very cold, it freezes the ground
From the air, the ice sculpture descended weakly. On it, one could still see the shock and ferocity on his face before death.
"Ka Cha"
The ice sculpture landed on the ground and under the observation of many people and exploded. In it, not even a corpse was left …
As everyone looked at the white-colored ice that was slowly melting on the bright carpet, the inside of the hall was as quiet as death.