C285 The Mighty Mo Liu
C285 The Mighty Mo Liu
Ling Batian had just taken out the Longsword, but before he could do anything, Ling Batian stretched out his hand and stopped him.
"This guy is a Fusion Stage. You are no match for him now. Let me do it!"
Ba Jian struck with the golden light, slashing towards Mo Liu like a waterfall, not giving Yun Fan the chance to speak.
He no longer suppressed his cultivation realm. His Qi rose rapidly along with Ba Jian's attack.
Eighth Level of Transcending Mortality Stage...
Ninth Stage of Transcending Mortality Stage...
First Level of Fusion Stage...
Just as he was about to break through to the Second Level of Fusion Stage, he stopped. The Genuine Qi crazily rushed towards the golden Ba Jian. The dazzling golden light seemed to be able to tear the air apart.
* Hong! *
A black light collided with the golden sword light, and Ling Batian's body trembled.
Rustle, rustle, rustle...
Both of them retreated at the same time. When the two of them stopped moving, Ling Batian's expression became extremely serious.
Compared to Mo Liu, he took five more steps back.
Speaking of which, five steps was not much, but this was just a probing attack. If the opponent really attacked with all his strength, he would definitely be suppressed.
"Move aside. Otherwise, I won't be lenient to you just because you're a disciple of the royal family!"
As Mo Liu spoke, a powerful aura erupted from his body.
"Second Level of Fusion Stage, I really didn't expect this! But, do you really think you can kill me just like this?"
Fusion Stage wasn't a Congenital Stage. Every time one advanced to the next level, the Genuine Qi in one's body would become more condensed, and the Genuine Qi would become stronger.
Ling Batian knew that he wasn't a match for Mo Liu, but he couldn't back down. He didn't believe that Yun Fan could stop Mo Liu.
The royal family had already made their stance clear. Regardless of whether Yun Fan was willing to accept it or not, he couldn't let Mo Liu kill Yun Fan in front of everyone. If that was the case, the royal family would lose all their face.
"It seems like you are about to break through as well, but you don't seem to know the gap between the First Level of Fusion Stage and the second level. Since you're so stubborn, I'll send you off first, then I'll kill him! "
The Semilunar Spine carried a cold beam of light, and slashed diagonally like a crescent moon.
The rich and mellow Genuine Qi made the cold light even more condensed. Wherever the cold light passed, it spread out like a vacuum.
Ling Batian's expression was solemn. He waved the golden light of Ba Jian and rushed forward with a loud roar.
The sword was connected with the sword, and he launched an attack as if he had epilepsy. The Frenzied Overlord Sword could only display its strongest combat strength when it was in a frenzied state. Ling Batian had already mastered this martial skill, and his surroundings were filled with golden sword radiance.
The first Rising Dragon Pillar was in full swing, but the atmosphere in the spectator stands was tense.
Elder Lu looked coldly at Ling Wu and said coldly, "Does the royal family really plan to protect this kid? But even if Ling Batian takes the lead, it will not change the outcome."
"We will do our best and listen to the heaven's will. If we can't let him live even with this, it will be his life." Ling Wu said with a solemn expression.
"Humph, you are really willing to spend a lot of money. Even the royal family will not produce a genius like Ling Batian in a hundred years. Do you really want to sacrifice him for this kid?"
Ling Wu was silent. Ling Batian was now the representative of the younger generation of the royal family. Whether it was the sect or the royal family, if they wanted to stay strong for a long time, they needed countless geniuses to support them.
Without Ling Batian, the royal family would have a fault in the younger generation. When the younger generation grew up, the other sects would definitely surpass the royal family.
But he had no other choice now. Ling Batian could die, and Yun Fan could die, but he could not do nothing.
If that was the case, Ling Xinyue could very well leave the royal family, or cut off all relations with the royal family.
Others might not know Ling Xinyue's value, but how could he not know? After merging with the Ancestral Blood, with the help of a powerful senior like Phoenix Illusion and the martial skills of her ancestors, her growth was even more dazzling than his.
"Old Liu, what do you think? If it wasn't for Yun Fan, I'm afraid that Floating Cloud Sect would really have to withdraw from the stage of Heaven Martial Country."
"I think highly of him, but I can't represent the Floating Cloud Sect. The Sect Master is in secluded cultivation, and Xu Guanghui is in charge of it now. "
Liu Wenzhu didn't answer him directly, he just kicked the ball to the side. However, his brows were slightly sunken. Clearly, he was very dissatisfied with Elder Mu.
He looked at the first Rising Dragon Pillar, and his expression became even more solemn.
Although Ling Batian's attack was fierce, these old men could see that as long as Ling Batian's attack weakened, it would be the time for him to be eliminated.
At that time, Mo Liu would never let Yun Fan go. Although Yun Fan had fought Ye Piaoling before, Mo Liu was still a Second Level of Fusion Stage, so it was impossible for him to win.
* Hong! *
A cold beam pierced through the sword beam and struck Ling Batian's shoulder. His body flew backwards, and a rain of blood fell from the sky.
Above the Fusion Stage, there was a huge gap between each level of strength. If Ling Batian had broken through to the second level, he could still block Mo Liu, but if he hadn't broken through, even if he was infinitely close to the second level, he still wouldn't be a match for Mo Liu.
"Bastard, if you want to kill Yun Fan, then kill me first!"
Ignoring the blood flowing out from the corner of his mouth, Ba Jian gripped the golden light tightly and was about to step forward. Just as he took a step forward, Ling Batian suddenly stopped. He looked at the extra strong hand on his arm and raised his head to look at Yun Fan who was standing beside him.
"Thank you, but this is my problem. Let me solve it!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you know that he wants to kill you? Your current strength is not his match at all. If you go up, you will only be sending yourself to your death.
I know that you are not afraid, but as long as you are alive, you will not have to worry about not having any firewood to burn. If you miss today, you'll only need half a year at most. I believe you'll definitely be able to kill him."
The royal family was not like the sects. The Internal Sect had a complicated relationship. Even if Ling Batian did not want to inherit the throne, he would still maintain the habit of thinking about it.
Impulsiveness was the devil!
There was no lack of geniuses in this world, but how many geniuses were killed because of impulse every day?
"I know, but you can't stop it either, right?"
Yun Fan reached out his hand and patted Ling Batian's arm. Ling Batian was stunned. He let out a long breath and finally retreated to the side.
Just like what Yun Fan said, he couldn't stop it. Even if he died in battle, it would only buy him some time.
In this place, it was impossible for Yun Fan to escape even if he wanted to. At least, the disciples of Heaven's End Sect and Earth Demon Sect wouldn't let him leave.
"Finally, I don't want to hide anymore? After wasting so much time, won't you die in the end?!"
Mo Liu's face was full of disdain. When he received the notice, he was even a little angry. Asking him to kill a Ninth Level of Congenital Stage disciple was an insult to him.
"I admit that you are very strong, and you are also the strongest opponent I have ever met. However, if you want me to die, I can only think of ways to kill you first."
Not only was Yun Fan not afraid, he was actually excited. Only when there was pressure could there be motivation. Only when facing death could one improve even faster.