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"I will make you realize why people call me War Bear!"

The corner of his mouth had an evil smile that would cause chills to run down one's spine, Yang Yiyun exerted strength through his legs suddenly, and the sudden burst of power caused a few cracks to appear on the ground under his feet.

Like a berserk bear, Yang Yiyun's speed did not decrease in the slightest, instead, it doubled.

In the eyes of Mo Beichen, who had instantly shrunk to the size of a needle, a terrifying human-shaped War Bear, with heavy steps that shook the earth, appeared in front of in a few steps.

Seeing Yang Yiyun's surprising change, Mo Beichen felt that the sense of danger from him was increasing exponentially, it was extremely shocking.

If they were to fight him now, it would not be a wise choice. Relying on the trees and rocks around him, Mo Beichen dodged with all his might …

When she looked at Yang Yiyun again, her eyes were vicious and her aura was fierce. She had completely destroyed everything that blocked in front of him.

The trees that were as thick as a bowl's mouth fell under his fists. The stone pillars in front of him were shattered and thrown into the air.

Just by looking at his crazed look from afar, he felt a chill down his spine, not to mention Mo Beichen who was inside.

Seeing this, everyone broke out into a cold sweat for him. Looking at his frail body, everyone knew what kind of terrifying outcome would occur if Yang Yiyun, who was physically strong, got close to him.

This was the first time that Mo Beichen didn't feel confident, nor did he have absolute confidence that he could use his fists to fight against that berserk giant bear.

Suddenly jumping up, the ancient War Bear raised his fist high and descended like a thunderbolt.

What did it feel like to be approached by a human-shaped War Bear? In that moment, Mo Beichen felt that the sky suddenly darkened, following that, a body that was filled with pressure, suddenly dropped down like a mountain.

Even before he had arrived, a strong gust of wind had already swept past him, causing him to feel pain on his face, as if someone was cutting him with a knife.

He had no doubt that if he were to be hit by this attack, he would only be left with half his life. If he was unlucky, he would be smashed into pieces on the spot.

It was definitely too late to dodge, as Yang Yiyun's speed was extremely fast and he was in full fury. He had long planned out a possible route for Mo Beichen to dodge. No matter what kind of reaction he had, he would definitely take this blow head on.

Since he couldn't avoid it, the only way to deal with it was to use violence against savagery against savagery!

It was not that Mo Beichen had not thought about using the Void Holy Fist. Previously, when he defeated Wu Qianfeng, Mo Beichen had only punched the most ordinary punch of the Void Holy Fist, he had simply not displayed its true strength.

Now that he had a stronger opponent and the situation was so dangerous, Mo Beichen's heart started to itch. He wanted to see the power of the other moves of the Void Holy Fist.

But at the last moment, he resisted the thought.

Void Holy Fist could be said to be his biggest killing move, it was Mo Beichen's last trump card. It was something he kept to fight against enemies that might appear in the future.

Although Yang Yiyun was strong, he was not strong enough to the point where he was unable to defeat her.

The light in his eyes suddenly flared up. He reached out with his right hand and a rusty broken sword immediately appeared in his hand.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers burst into laughter and their eyes almost popped out.

"What did I see? A broken sword? He's not trying to kill himself with it, is he? "

"This brat must have been scared silly, that's why in his hurry, he randomly took out a rusty broken sword to strengthen his courage."

"Is there something wrong with his head? That thing might not even be able to kill a chicken. Could it be that he still wants to use it to chop people up? "

No wonder the crowd was laughing so loudly. It was truly because the broken sword's shape was too weird! There was only a third of the sword left. Not to mention the thick layer of rust on its surface, just a gentle flick of the blade would cause a lot of residue to fall off.

Anyone who saw such a weapon suddenly appearing on the battlefield would be unable to contain their laughter, and felt that Mo Beichen must be joking.

"You are courting death!"

Yang Yiyun was also shocked by Mo Beichen's actions, but he did not find it funny. He only said that Mo Beichen had already given up on resisting.

He had originally thought that he would use some hidden method to have a hearty battle with him, but unexpectedly, he chose to give up. This caused a thick disappointment to appear in Yang Yiyun's eyes. He thought that he had overestimated this person, and curled his lips in contempt.

Once again, he looked at Mo Beichen as if he was looking at a dead man, without any undulations or emotions.

With the broken sword in his hand, "Soul Devourer", Mo Beichen felt at ease, as if he had eaten a tranquilizer.

With a treasure in hand, even if it was currently damaged and could only display the power of a Middle Grade Spirit Treasure, it was still enough to deal with the danger in front of it.

No matter how strong the martial skill Yang Yiyun cultivated was, as long as it had not reached the Spirit Level, it would be devoured by the "Soul Devourer"!

Mo Beichen was more clear than anyone else how rare Spirit Level Martial Skill were and how difficult it was to acquire. He did not believe that Yang Yiyun would have such an opportunity to block the sharp edge of the "Soul Devourer".

When warriors reached Yang Yiyun's level, they would usually have War Qi s protecting their bodies. In addition to his own body's defense, it made them seem like fearless swords and sabers.

As far as he was concerned, even if that broken sword was a spirit weapon, it was still nothing to worry about, and there was no need to dodge at all.

"The one seeking death is you!"

In the time it took for a spark to fly, Mo Beichen galloped forward, raising his right arm high up, as if he was holding a big machete, and hacked down towards Yang Yiyun's head.

The only thing he saw was the air trembling, and a terrifying sword aura instantly crossed the distance between them by a few metres, and ruthlessly slashed towards Yang Yiyun's head.

The sword beam tore through the air, emitting a hissing sound as if it could even split a waterfall.

Although it was a simple and unadorned slash, it emitted a fierce killing intent that was sufficient to kill. This caused Yang Yiyun's pupils to constrict, and cold sweat immediately flowed down his back.

"Boss, be careful!"

The people closest to him were able to feel the might that caused their hairs to stand on end, and their faces went deathly pale as they cried out in surprise.

However, it was already too late. This sword was extremely fast, as fast as lightning, it fiercely slashed towards Yang Yiyun.

Yang Yiyun's eyes revealed an inconceivable shock. At this time, it was already too late to change his move, so he could only bite the bullet and charge forward.

"Clang!"

A spark exploded, and as if a sword had landed on a piece of metal, it produced a deafening sound that caused one's eardrums to vibrate in pain.

The terrifying claws along with the pitch-black scales on its arm were able to withstand the unstoppable sword light for less than a second before breaking.

The sword beam hadn't even faded when it struck at Yang Yiyun's shoulder, causing his entire right arm to fall down. With a "pa da" sound, it fell onto the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Gudong." The sound of saliva being swallowed came at the same time. Everyone suddenly felt their mouths parched and their eyes twitched.

Under the frightened gazes of the crowd, Yang Yiyun was sent flying and crashed into a fake mountain. After landing, he rolled a few rounds before finally stopping in front of a big tree.