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After witnessing Mo Li's prowess, the pressure on the people from the Cloud Pursuing Pavilion suddenly increased as they watched Mo Li get closer and closer!

The golden sword reflected a dazzling light under the rays of the sun. As threads of battle qi danced in the air, Mo Li's clothes made 'chi chi' sounds. His black hair also flew up along with the aura.

Although the people from Cloud Pursuing Pavilion feared the youth's might, no one dared to take a step back when they thought about the rules of the sect, even though their bodies were trembling under the pressure of Mo Li's aura.

When they were less than ten meters away from the people from Cloud Pursuing Hall, Mo Li slowly raised the longsword in his hand.

Nan Zhen Li's face turned pale. The energy remaining in his body was absolutely insufficient to withstand Mo Li's attack! As for the group of Elders blocking his path, they were simply not enough to deal with an early Core Formation powerhouse.

"Mo Li, do you really want to fight to the death with my Cloud Chasing Pavilion!?"

"You don't give up until you die?" Mo Li's mouth curved into a sneer. "Weren't we the ones who wouldn't give up until we die?"

Nan Zhen was at a loss for words. Indeed, from the moment the two of them started fighting, it was already a death match!

The surrounding warriors had already retreated far away, afraid that this god of slaughter would accidentally hurt them.

When his aura reached its peak, Mo Li's body suddenly disappeared from where he stood. When he reappeared, he was already above the heads of the elders from the Cloud Chasing Pavilion.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a loud rumble, the street where Mo Li and the elders of Cloudseeker Pavilion were standing cracked inch by inch as smoke and dust billowed into the air.

Many of the martial artists that wanted to see what was happening but hadn't reached a safe distance were forced back by the shockwaves of the energy. The low cultivation realm of the martial artists even had traces of blood flowing out from the corners of their mouths!

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"

Under the smoke and dust, the onlookers were unable to see what was happening. However, a white and a red figure were flying towards Mo Li's direction from the side of the grand feast.

When the dust on the streets cleared, everyone couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air as they looked at Mo Li's location!

The smooth street had disappeared. The bluestone floor was littered with dozens of holes, the largest being dozens of meters long!

Looking in the direction of the people from the Cloud Pursuing Pavilion, they couldn't help but open their eyes in shock.

How could this be … Nothing?

The group from Cloud Pursuing Hall didn't falter from Mo Li's attack. It was only at this moment that the sharp-eyed old man noticed an old man dressed in green standing between Mo Li and the group.

The old man's face was somewhat pale, and his breathing was erratic. Although he looked to be in a sorry state, he still stood there like a pine tree.

"Who are you?" Mo Li slightly clenched the sword in his hand as he stared at the old man with full vigilance. At the same time, he circulated the Wandering Dragon Art to swiftly recover his strength.

"Hehehe …" If you are going to let them go and let them go, then why must you kill them all, little friend? " The old man looked at Mo Li with a smile, but he was extremely shocked in his heart.

Even with his middle stage Core Formation cultivation, he was still able to withstand the young man's attack and his internal organs were all injured to varying degrees!

It had to be known that the youth had just fought with Nanzhen in the void. His battle qi had been severely depleted, and even in such a situation, he still used such a powerful attack. This caused the old man to have no choice but to treat Mo Li, who seemed extremely weak, with caution.

Mo Li slowly raised his right hand and pointed the Wandering Dragon Sword at the old man as he asked, "Who are you?"

"Hahaha …" Young Master Mo Li, you've earned enough face for today's matters.

Two more groups of people slowly approached the battleground from the other side of the street. Before the sound of their voices could reach them, they could be heard.

Seeing the incoming person, Hong Mei, who was standing behind Mo Li, had an even uglier expression than before!

The leaders of the two groups were all above Core Formation!

"It's the people from Floating Cloud Mountain and the Floating Cloud Hall. The one on the left is called Yun Tian, the leader of Floating Cloud Mountain." The one on the right is the Floating Cloud Saint, the Sect Leader of the Floating Cloud Palace. " Hong Mei stood behind Mo Li and introduced him in a low voice.

"I am Yun Tian!"

"Flowing Cloud Saint!"

The two of them walked to a spot about five meters away from Mo Li and stood there, nodding to greet the old man who had just appeared.

The situation became more and more complicated and Mo Li's thoughts raced, "Why …. So many people have come … You want to protect him? "

Mo Li couldn't be sure of the extent to which the competition between the Cloud Pursuing Pavilion, Floating Cloud Mountain, and the Flowing Cloud Hall had reached. If he couldn't kill Nanzhen, it would be good to recruit some allies. However, from the looks of the current situation, not only did Floating Cloud Mountain and the Floating Cloud Hall not plan to add insult to injury, but they also wanted to protect Nanzhen.

"Hehehe …" I am only reminding Young Master Mo Li in good faith. Young master, you must think carefully... There were tens of thousands of disciples from Chasing Cloud Pavilion. If they really killed the Southern Pavilion Master, wouldn't that only add to his troubles? Why don't we sit down and have a good talk? If you have any grudges, why not just say them out? "

Yun Tian was wearing a long white robe. As he spoke, he stroked the white beard on his chin, looking somewhat like a refined old student.

"Talk?" Mo Li narrowed his eyes, he didn't know what Yun Tian was planning.

"That's right …" To be honest, we don't have any big grudges with Young Master Mo Li. Why would we make the situation so awkward? Furthermore, Young Master Mo Li has helped my Floating Cloud Mountain's disciples, so wouldn't I, Yun Tian, be a person who knows nothing? "

From what Yun Tian had said, Mo Li had done a great service to the Floating Cloud Mountain's disciples. Hong Mei and the rest of the onlookers were all confused, but Mo Li and Su Ran Xue who was by his side were clear about it.

Mo Li had used the Snow Cicada's Liquid to heal Ning Qianyu's injuries, and at the same time, completely changed her body. Although Su Ran Xue only glanced at Ning Qianyu when she was trying to save Mo Li in the alleyway, she was extremely familiar with the aura of the Snow Cicada's Liquid.

"The balance seems to be on my side …" Why should I talk to you? " Mo Li did not seem to buy anything from Yun Tian.

Flowing Cloud Sage, who hadn't said a word since he had announced his name, stared at Mo Li and snorted coldly, "Ignorant child, do you really think that you can rule the world with just a bit of strength? Not counting the South Pavilion Master and the three Core Formation Stage masters here, what do you think your chances of victory are? "

"What, you want to bully him with your numbers?" Su Ran Xue slightly raised her head and walked to Mo Li's side.

Hong Mei hesitated for a moment and then walked to the other side of Mo Li. "I will accompany you in your madness today as repayment for curing me of my hidden injuries from before!"

With the addition of Hong Mei, the situation in the middle of the street had become completely deadlocked.

Six people, six Core Formation Stage powerhouses, two factions, this was definitely the first time they had appeared in a small town like Heaven Lake Town!