Chapter 1431 - Qingwu Draws Her Saber

Chapter 1431 Qingwu Draws Her Saber

Mo Lei’er’s fighting skills were very developed from the start, and after she came to the Upper Three Heavens, she followed Dong Wushang closely while her cultivation improved; she also experienced more and more pressure.To have such a husband with demonic-like natural martial talents, Mo Lei’er was proud on the one hand but stressed on the other hand — She was always worried that the speed of her cultivation could not match up with Dong Wushang.

For a couple to traverse the martial world together, if either party’s cultivation was inferior, they would always feel that they were “being a burden”, and it was particularly strong when faced with strong enemies.

Because one party being weaker would definitely cause the other party to feel concerned and therefore get distracted, which could be dangerous.

Mo Lei’er as a descendant of the dark demons naturally understood the harm of being weaker.

Therefore, during this period of time, not only Dong Wushang was desperately practicing his martial skills but also Mo Lei’er.

As one of the twelve famous dominant personnel in the Middle Three Heavens in her past life, even if Mo Lei’er’s natural talent was not as good as Dong Wushang’s, it was also absolutely one in a million.

During the hard practice in this period of time, her combat skills were even more evolved!

Right now, when Dong Wushang achieved a win with a single wave of saber, Mo Lei’er’s ghostly figure appeared behind one third-grade Supreme Martial Artist. Her sword moved horizontally, immediately cutting the head off that Supreme Martial Artist who had dodged Dong Wushang’s saber and was feeling fortunate internally!

Then her figure flashed across lightly without getting even a drop of blood on her.

Meanwhile, from her other hand, countless rays of blue lights flickered, and several hundred extremely poisonous hidden weapons shot out like locusts an instant, that second-grade Supreme Martial Artist who just stumbled back screamed, covering his face. Traces of black blood came out of his eyes sockets like splashes of water!

Both of his eyes got attacked!

In an instant, he became blind.

The person yelled, screamed, and madly performed the cultivation of his whole life; but all he faced was thin air.

“I’m blind! I can’t see… I can’t see!!”

Xiao Wufeng took a sharp, deep breath.

Dong Wushang killed Xiao Wufeng with one wave of saber, and Xiao Wufeng had yet to register it in his mind; or rather, he wouldn’t intervene even if he did — It was a fair one-on-one battle after all.

Moreover, Xiao Changyun’s cultivation was much higher than that of Dong Wushang. Yet under such circumstances, he was killed by Dong Wushang’s one move.

He could only be called useless!

Xiao Wufeng didn’t have the least bit of plans to go and rescue them.

Yet in the next moment, when the crisscrossing saber aura shot from Dong Wushang’s saber, Xiao Wufeng was seriously surprised!

“A Saber Supremacy!” In that instant, though those words didn’t get spoken, his wide-open mouth roared them out silently.

Immediately, it became a slaughter; before he had time to react, six out of the eight Supreme Martial Artists died, one was blinded, and the only third-grade Supreme Martial Artist left was violently sent seventy feet away from the shock. Watching what was happening in front of him, his two eyes stared as though they could fall out of their sockets!

Out of the majestic lineup of fourteen people, nine were already gone!

Only two fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artists, one third-grade Supreme Martial Artist, one fifth-grade Supreme Martial Artist and one sixth-grade Supreme Martial Artist were left!

Yet for the opponent, the price they paid was only Rui Butong alone!

A cloud of smoke burst in the field, and Mo Lei’er’s figure disappeared again in this cloud of smoke, disappearing without a trace.

Xiao Wufeng’s eyes looked into the field deeply and stopped another fifth-grade Supreme Martial Artist’s movement to go on and fight.

The fifth-grade Supreme Martial Artist frowned. “What’s wrong, Fourth Brother?”

Xiao Wufeng snorted and said, “Wuting, about the strength of the other party, besides the one Saber Supremacy, we are crystal clear… Even so, should we have such a big loss?”

“We shouldn’t!” Xiao Wuting took a deep breath. “But it really happened.”

“And all the credit goes to that person, Rui Butong!” Xiao Wufeng looked at Rui Butong who collapsed to the ground like a splash of mud. “However, if it were any one of us at the start of the battle, could we have been so planned, so… prepared to die?”

A hint of respect was revealed in Xiao Wuting’s eyes. “No!”

“But he can! And without any hesitation, he did so; without any regard for his own life, he used his life as a tool for exchanging victory!”

Xiao Wufeng’s eyes showed deep emotions. “That’s why they can achieve such an unimaginable outcome! And they saved the most powerful person in the team… A hero indeed!”

Xiao Wuting was silent.

Indeed, from the beginning of the battle, no matter in what aspect of performance, Rui Butong was not like the kind of person who didn’t love his life! This man had an extraordinary love for life!

He faced powerful enemies with laughs and scoldings, he faced the possibility of death with complete calmness and grace!

What sort of transcendence was this!

Xiao Wuting admitted to himself that although he was a fifth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, he definitely couldn’t do this — Even if he was already in a desperate situation, he still had to struggle for himself. How could he take the initiative to sacrifice himself before he reached total despair?

“I can’t compare to him!” Xiao Wuting said quietly.

“This person deserves our respect! When the battle is over, we would bury Rui Rutong well and rather let the corpses of our own men lay in the wilderness!” Xiao Wufeng’s voice was full of emotions. “Our men died of carelessness while he died of great righteousness! The difference… is worlds apart!”

“The death of my own man makes me ashamed! Yet the death of my enemy makes me respect him!”

Xiao Wufeng’s words were harsh.

But Xiao Wuting did not have any words to refute — “It is indeed the case, what can I say?”

The difference in their strength was clear at a glance.

But whether or not a team was united was even clearer!

They were terrible opponents!

At this time…

“Ah~~ What’s going on~~~” Painful screams sounded, and the second-grade Supreme Martial Artist in the field started digging madly at his own eyeballs. He shouted hoarsely, “Kill me… It’s itchy! So itchy!” The acute toxin on Mo Lei’er’s hidden weapons was already working!

Xiao Wufeng and Xiao Wuting looked over and their faces changed.

They saw that this person’s eyes were already so rotten that the bones were exposed! Mo Lei’er’s poison had actually reached this kind of power!

Xiao Wufeng sighed long, stepped out and light flashed on his sword.

That second-grade Supreme Martial Artist from the Xiao Clan screamed and immediately stood still, a stream of blood spurted from his heart, which already turned blue upon reaching the ground.

“Go.” Xiao Wufeng sighed, and his palm slammed out.

The body of that second-grade Supreme Martial Artist sank into the ground just like this. The ground seemed to be a bottomless swamp, engulfing his body instantly.

It was buried under the ground.

This kind of poison couldn’t be treated, and these bones couldn’t be brought back to the clan to avoid unpredictable disasters.

Then he finally raised his head and faced Dong Wushang, his face became serious and heavy. “Great! Mr. Dong, this old man admires it highly!”

Dong Wushang’s wound was overflowing with blood from the shock. He coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood, and blood shot out like an arrow, even producing a deep small hole on the ground.

He asked, “What if you admire it? What if you don’t?”

Xiao Wufeng said heavily, “I don’t have such a brother. I’m envious, and I feel it’s a pity that this brother of yours has already died!”

Dong Wushang looked down at Rui Butong who was not far away. He said, “I’m proud of my brother! Whether alive or dead, I’ve had this brother!”

Xiao Wufeng shouted, “Good! Well said!”

Right at this moment, a stunning red light flashed across suddenly, and immediately, there was a scream…

Xiao Wufeng and Dong Wushang turned to look, and at once, the two were both shocked!

There was nothing stranger than the one before them!

The four eyes on both sides almost fell to the ground.

In the shadow, there was a soft whisper and a burst of blurriness. Obviously, even Mo Lei’er, who had concealed her figure, couldn’t help being shocked. But now, no one cared about Mo Lei’er anymore…

Everyone looked at the place where the red light was shining! They were dumbfounded.

Over there, Mo Qingwu was dressed in a fiery red dress; with a saber in her hand, she looked as dreamlike as the clouds.

In front of her, a fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist fell in a pool of blood.

Another fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist stared, his hands trembling, and he looked at Mo Qingwu as though she was a ghost, completely dumbfounded!

It turned out that just when the battle was fierce just now, the two fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artists had already bypassed the battle circle and came to Mo Qingwu.

Mo Qingwu was standing calmly with a sheathed long saber.

The Supreme Martial Artist smiled and said, “Miss Mo, you are a six-grade Martial Saint at a young age, such achievements are already unique in the Nine Heavens! This old man admires Elder Ning’s ability in teaching immensely… But against this old man, don’t you think you have to work a bit more, Miss Mo?”

Mo Qingwu replied lightly, “You and I are enemies. When the enemies meet, even against a ninth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, one still has to try and make a fight, not to mention you are only at fourth-grade?”

That Supreme Martial Artist laughed and said, “Miss Mo speaks so proudly! I see that Miss Mo not only received teachings of Supremacy Ning’s cultivation but also received teachings of Supremacy Ning’s arrogance.”

Mo Qingwu asked coldly, “Regarding the teachings I got, it has nothing to do with you. Do you think you are on the same level as my Teacher? That you are already qualified to comment on his disciple?”

That fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist was speechless at once, and his face turned purple like an eggplant.

Yes, Ning Tianya’s disciple, even if she was good for nothing, it was not what he, a mere fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, could comment on!

Just as Mo Qingwu said — Who did he think he was?

But this Supreme Martial Artist really did not expect that the little girl Mo Qingwu would actually speak so sharply and relentlessly.

Under annoyance and anger, he raged. “A little girl actually has such a sharp tongue; when we’re back, wait and see how I teach you a lesson!” He spread his big palms and came grabbing directly.

According to him, even if Mo Qingwu was a first-grade Supreme Martial Artist, not to mention she only had the cultivation of sixth-grade Martial Saint, it would be a piece of cake to catch her with one grab!

To deal with a thirteen or fourteen years old little girl, as someone more than 2000 years old… There was simply no way under the sun that he would not be able to take her down!

Yet right when his hands moved to grab her, he actually saw the little girl reach out and grab the hilt of the toy-like saber!