Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 13
"Okay, thank you."

Mo Lingxuan took the Zijin Card and said indifferently.

The "Undefeated King's Fist" which is worthless to him is extremely precious in the "wild land" of the Northern Territory. It is also within his expectation that Shen Cang would have such a reaction.

"Father... Is this remnant of martial arts worthy of your excitement? No matter how strong it is, can it be stronger than the Shengyao Qizhan of our Northern Divine Pavilion?"

Shen Qiuling's pretty face was full of disbelief, she felt that her father was simply crazy because of the young man in front of her.

Even his father had never had such an attitude towards those big figures in the Northern Territory.

"Shengyao Seven Cuts is only a middle-grade Mysterious Grade, and it is far inferior to this Undefeated King Fist."

Shen Cang shook his head and said, holding the paper inkstone in the palm of his hand, as if he hadn't recovered from the joy of obtaining peerless martial arts.

"Impossible, this is just a book of residual martial arts, how could it be above the middle grade of Xuan level?"

Shen Qiuling still didn't believe it, she stared at Mo Lingxuan with her beautiful eyes, lightly parted her lips and said, "My Shengyao Seven Cuts is only a small achievement in the third cut, but you use the Invincible King Fist and my Saint After Yao Qizhan sparred, we can know the truth."

Mo Lingxuan seemed to be of the same generation as her, so Shen Qiuling thought that no matter how powerful the opponent was, he should at most be on par with her. If so, she would like to try whether the level of this residual martial skill is true or not, so that her father can see clear.

"Not interested in."

However, Mo Lingxuan responded lazily. In his opinion, this Shen Qiuling, like Yue Shiyan, was a little girl, so he was too lazy to play such boring tricks with them.

"You are not interested, Miss Ben is."

However, Shen Qiuling didn't seem to want to give up, and Qianying rushed towards Mo Lingxuan in a flash, and there was a strong wave of true energy in it, which was impressively in the late stage of the Divine Stage Realm.

"Qiu Ling, mess around!"

Seeing this, Shen Cang's face immediately became gloomy. Mo Lingxuan is a character that even he can't see through... His own daughter even took the initiative to test him. If he angers the other party, it will not be worth the candle .

"It's okay, I won't hurt her."

Just when Shen Cang was about to make a move to stop it, Mo Lingxuan's indifferent voice sounded, causing him to stop temporarily.However, he still did not relax his vigilance and was always ready.

After all, he just met Mo Lingxuan for the first time, and he still doesn't know what kind of temperament Mo Lingxuan is.

"Hmph, arrogant guy."

Shen Qiuling snorted coldly, and frowned, she was also the daughter of a well-known Tianjiao in the Northern Territory, and she reached the late stage of the Divine Stage Realm at the age of eighteen.

But it was the first time that someone of his generation despised him so much.

As soon as she thought of this, the aura above Shen Qiuling's delicate body suddenly became chilly, and the thin, gossamer-like true energy lingered around her body, gathering into a pair of sharp silver-white wings at a terrifying speed that was difficult to detect, like killing Weapons are ordinary, which makes people feel palpitating.

This pair of true essence wings is exactly the effect of the mysterious martial skill that stimulated Shengyao's seven cuts. Every cut is extremely sharp, and the power is multiplied. People can stop it!
"Smelly bastard, be careful."

Before launching the offensive, Shen Qiuling reminded, after all, this was a sparring, not a battle of life and death.

"I... don't stink, do I?"

Mo Lingxuan's expression was a little weird, he looked at himself, he just took a bath before coming here, how could it be smelly?
"go to hell."

Shen Qiuling staggered, almost died of anger, her delicate body trembled, the snow peak in front of her was ups and downs, and her breath seemed to be a little unstable.

Who really discussed with him whether it stinks or not?This guy, when dealing with his 'rival', is so calm, how much he doesn't care about her!

"Uh…"

Mo Lingxuan was helpless, he only felt that women's hearts were needles in the sea, and he couldn't guess what they were thinking at the next moment.

"Buzz..."

But the next moment, Mo Lingxuan's aura of true energy also surged, since this girl wants to learn from each other, he might as well play with her.

Slightly closing his eyes, Mo Lingxuan's mind flashed the Invincible Wangquan mentality.

When he opened his eyes again, Mo Lingxuan threw out a punch. This punch contained endless aura of dominance, suppressing all parties, and being unparalleled in dominance!
This is the Unbeaten King Fist. Although he has never comprehended it, for Mo Lingxuan, it only takes a moment to practice a martial skill of this level.

"boom…"

With a loud noise, the phantom of the king's fist collided with the silver wings of the real yuan fiercely, and the surging real yuan rushed out towards the whole hall. If Shen Cang hadn't blocked the aftermath with his hand, the apse might have collapsed.

This terrifying collision was fleeting, and the shadow of the fist did not dissipate, but the silver wings were blown away.

Shen Qiuling's delicate body stepped back again and again, rubbing her sore shoulders, feeling a little unbelievable.

"The condensedness of the true essence is not enough, it needs to be strengthened."

Mo Lingxuan dispelled the shadow of his fists, stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently, after just one confrontation, he could see the shortcomings of Shen Qiuling's martial arts.

"Hmph, nonsense, I haven't used my full strength yet, so I'll do the second cut."

Shen Qiuling snorted softly, her delicate body jumped up, and the silver wings swung down again by taking advantage of the swooping momentum.

This is the second cut of Sheng Yao's Seven Cuts, and it is even more powerful.

"Shhhh..."

However, when Shen Qiuling's silver wings were cut off, it was discovered that Mo Lingxuan's figure had long since disappeared and appeared behind her.

"Glamourous, martial arts are for fighting, not for looking good."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Lingxuan slammed a palm fiercely. This palm was extremely cold and terrifying, and it was unavoidable, causing beads of sweat to drip from Shen Qiuling's snow-white forehead.

It even made her feel a threat of death.

This unprecedented terrifying feeling made Shen Qiuling stunned, as if she was ready to die.

However, this feeling was only for a moment, and then she felt Mo Lingxuan's palm against her back, pushing him out gently.

"Facing the enemy, even if you lose, you can't wait to die!"

Mo Lingxuan's indifferent voice alerted Shen Qiuling, her beautiful eyes became firm again, and she slashed towards Mo Lingxuan for the third time.

However, Mo Lingxuan just raised one hand and took the third cut abruptly.

This scene made Shen Qiuling's beautiful eyes tremble violently, and she felt extremely depressed. Her most powerful martial skill was like a joke in front of this mysterious boy.

"The seven cuts of Shengyao should be done in one go, seven cuts in succession. In addition to condensing the wings, the true essence needs to be added to the feet, otherwise the speed is not enough, and the seven cuts will not hurt others at all."

Mo Lingxuan said again, pointing out the shortcomings and key points of this Shengyao Seven Slash.

Immediately, the eyes of Shen Cang, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, burst into a different kind of sharpness. He found that not only was this young man's strength unfathomable, but his knowledge of martial arts was also unmatched!
(End of this chapter)