Chapter 31

The atmosphere in all directions seemed to almost freeze at this moment. Many people who had been watching the scene with a half-smiling, half-mocking expression now had their faces frozen, as if something unbelievable had just happened.

And including Mo Fanlong, all the Mo family's strong warriors were in a daze, as if they had not yet reacted to this sudden change.

Who would have thought that Ye Zhong, who had already shown signs of weakness, would actually make a decisive move at the moment when Mo Fanlong's guard was the lowest!? And Mo Fanlong had not even revealed his killing intent, yet Ye Zhong could act so ruthlessly and so quickly?

"It seems I underestimated you, this young master of the Mo family!" Ye Zhong's figure instantly retreated dozens of steps. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the shocked Mo Fanlong, then smiled and said. However, this time his smile was icy cold.

From the beginning, Ye Zhong had seen the hidden killing intent Mo Fanlong had towards him. Although he did not know why this guy had such intentions, no matter what, since the other party had killing intent towards him, Ye Zhong would never sit and wait for death.

"You—You deserve to die!!!"

Mo Fanlong finally reacted. At this moment, his handsome face instantly became extremely fierce, and the two bone balls he had been gently rubbing were instantly crushed into bone powder. The killing intent in his eyes was no longer hidden, and the way he looked at Ye Zhong seemed as if he wanted to swallow him whole!

Clearly, he never thought that a mere Ye Zhong could play him like a puppet.

"Very well! Originally, out of respect for the Star Constellation Sect, I was prepared to spare your life, but since you are seeking death, don't blame me! I will tear off your limbs and crush your bones one by one!" Mo Fanlong touched a point on his left arm to stop the flowing blood, then looked at Ye Zhong with a sinister gaze and spoke calmly. However, his calmness at this moment made him even more terrifying, and it was clear that his killing intent had reached a brutal level.

"Attack!"

Almost in the next instant, Mo Fanlong shouted fiercely. Then, the several Mo family's strong warriors who had been scattered quickly rushed out. The long knives in their hands shone like silver, transforming into the most splendid sword light, sweeping towards where Ye Zhong was.

A hint of mockery appeared in Ye Zhong's eyes. He flipped his right hand, and a green steel long sword appeared in his right hand. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword traced an extremely profound path, heading towards the places where the incoming sword light would reach.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

The swords and knives collided instantly. In just a moment, the sword light shattered, and the long knives broke directly! These Mo family's strong warriors were not very powerful, only at the third level of Body Forging! For Ye Zhong, they were like chickens and dogs, not worth a second glance!

With one sword, he repelled several Mo family's strong warriors. After glancing at those who were retreating while covering their pulse points, Ye Zhong did not continue to pursue them. Instead, his gaze fell on the calm Mo Fanlong. At this moment, Mo Fanlong exuded a presence that made him extremely wary, making him clearly understand that such a person would be extremely difficult to deal with. If he burst out, it would certainly bring him great danger. Although he was silent now, it also meant that if he burst out, his methods would be even more terrifying!

At this moment, Ye Zhong did not think he could be a match for Mo Fanlong, who was at the sixth level of Body Forging. Although he had gained an advantage just now, it also meant that Mo Fanlong would be even more cautious, making it extremely difficult for him to gain any further advantage.

And around them, the strong warriors, seeing Ye Zhong repel all the Mo family's subordinates with one move, all had a serious look in their eyes. Ye Zhong's skills were completely beyond their imagination, making them understand why he had the confidence to challenge Mo Fanlong, this local tyrant, face-to-face.

"Looks like I should retreat first?"

After staring at Mo Fanlong for a moment, Ye Zhong felt a hint of retreat in his heart. Being in the先天圣殿 (先天圣殿 translates to "先天" meaning "innate" or "natural" and "圣殿" meaning "sacred hall" or "sanctuary," but in this context, it is likely a proper name, so it is best left untranslated as "先天圣殿") at this moment, fighting a major battle with Mo Fanlong here did not align with his interests. Moreover, the most important thing now was the Purple Wood Spirit Root, not anything else! As long as he could obtain the Purple Wood Spirit Root and advance his strength to the fourth level of Body Forging, then a mere Mo Fanlong might not be a problem for him! Besides, there were still those who were eyeing him like tigers, and if he suffered a loss here, it would be hard to imagine the final outcome. If the Purple Wood Spirit Root fell into someone else's hands, it would be the biggest trouble.

"Are you planning to run?"

Just as Ye Zhong was frowning and thinking, Mo Fanlong sneered. Then, the killing intent in his eyes spread out without any concealment. Suddenly, his hand shot out, and a bone spear with a pale white color appeared in his palm. The bone spear exuded an extremely sinister and cold killing aura, which spread out wildly.

"Is it actually a low-grade spirit weapon!?"

Seeing the bone spear, Ye Zhong's heart skipped a beat, and his face turned slightly pale. Mo Fanlong was already difficult to deal with, and with this low-grade spirit weapon bone spear, he would be in serious trouble!

In the next instant, Ye Zhong's foot moved, and he instantly retreated to the rear.

Mo Fanlong sneered, and his figure instantly pounced forward. The bone spear in his right hand emitted a sharp whistling sound, as if it could tear through the air!

In just a moment, Mo Fanlong's strange figure had already caught up to Ye Zhong from behind. Then, he shook his right hand, and the bone spear drew a straight curve, directly pointing towards Ye Zhong's back.

"Throat Lock Spear!"

A bone-chilling feeling instantly surged in Ye Zhong's heart. Instinctively, the Six Path Burial Sword Technique in his body was instantly activated. Then, he clenched his right hand into a fist, and with the surge of spiritual energy, he fiercely punched forward.

"Clang—"

Ye Zhong's punch, though delayed, was still heavily launched. Relying on his combat experience, this punch landed on the weakest point of Mo Fanlong's spear after it was thrust out.

However, even so, a sinister killing aura still surged into Ye Zhong's body, making his chest churn with blood, almost causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"What!?"

Mo Fanlong's move failed, and a look of surprise and doubt appeared in his eyes. He had already seen that Ye Zhong's strength was at the third level of Body Forging. In his view, his spear just now, even a fifth-level Body Forging warrior might not have been able to block, but Ye Zhong actually managed to block it with a punch!

"Block this boy's retreat, and I will see what skills he has!" Mo Fanlong sneered, and his eyes became even more cold and sharp. The stronger Ye Zhong was, the more intense his killing intent became. Otherwise, such a person, if left to grow, would certainly become a huge trouble in the future!

As he shouted, Mo Fanlong shook his right hand, and the bone spear in his hand instantly burst out like a rain of pear blossoms, launching a terrifying attack that swept over Ye Zhong's entire body. The terrifying attack made the air crackle.

Seeing Mo Fanlong's somewhat frenzied state, Ye Zhong stepped to the side, and his long sword slashed out, clashing with Mo Fanlong without giving an inch. However, after a few clashes, Ye Zhong's right hand trembled slightly, and the green steel long sword in his hand instantly broke. Clearly, these ordinary metals could not withstand the terrifying attack of Mo Fanlong's spirit weapon.

"Great skills! Truly great skills! But the more you show, the more I want to kill you!" Mo Fanlong's movements became faster, but the shock and killing intent in his heart grew even stronger. Ye Zhong's reactions and methods were completely beyond his expectations. Every powerful spear thrust was blocked by Ye Zhong, making him furious. And now, with Ye Zhong's long sword broken, it was a great opportunity for him.

"Thud—"

Mo Fanlong's foot stomped on the ground, and the bone spear in his hand coiled like a python, sweeping towards Ye Zhong. In an instant, a howling wind covered the bone spear, striking out like lightning.

"Bang—"

Ye Zhong still had no intention of retreating. He clearly knew that although he must retreat, if he harbored thoughts of retreat while fighting, the outcome would certainly be that he could not retreat!

Therefore, at this moment, Ye Zhong's foot shook, and he pointed his right hand, instantly gathering a sharp sword aura.

"Clang—"

This time, the two sides' attacks collided fiercely again. Ye Zhong's figure trembled violently, and he could not completely resist Mo Fanlong's move. His figure shook, and he was instantly thrown back, flying off the stone platform and falling towards the ice lake.

However, just before he landed on the ice lake, Ye Zhong's originally cold expression changed slightly. In the next instant, his figure seemed to be hit by a heavy blow, and he fell directly into the ice lake with a splash.

"Dead!? So quickly!?" Mo Fanlong looked at this scene with surprise and doubt. He had personally experienced how troublesome Ye Zhong was, but now, had this troublesome guy really been killed by one of his attacks?

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