The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 285 Hiding behind the sword and tearing them apart
The sun was sinking, and the slightly warm light shifted to the young man who was fighting with a sword.

Everyone couldn't help but look over.Although they were quite surprised that Junior Brother Han Mo had defeated Junior Brother Yuxi a few days ago, they felt that it was reasonable.

But now this senior sister Yuntong is different. She is the second most closed disciple in Fanyin Pavilion. What she has learned and the power of her spells are second only to Elder Fanli's daughter Fanlu.

Therefore, it is really difficult to tell who loses and who wins. After all, Junior Brother Hanmo who can defeat Junior Brother Yuxi has the ancient artifact Yuexinjian in his hand.

No, he fought Yun Tong for dozens of rounds with the Yuexin Sword, but he still couldn't tell the difference.

Yuntong himself also understood that with swords, there was no competition between winning and losing. He could only rely on his cultivation and skills to fight for the so-called level.

"Wow!" She suddenly put away her long sword, used the power of magic to create a very powerful ball, and attacked him.

Huarong quickly shouted: "Junior Brother Hanmo, be careful."

The power of her magic cannot be underestimated.

Han Mo knew that her spells were powerful and her cultivation was above him, so he couldn't resist her with the power of her spells and could only rely on the power of the Yuexin Sword.

"Shout—" The powerful ball's power was completely consumed by its power the moment it approached the Yuexin Sword.

"What?!" Everyone exclaimed, the power of this ancient divine sword was so powerful that it could even resist the power of other people's spells.

Yuntong's face changed, "I underestimated the Yuexin Sword in your hand!"

Unexpectedly, even the power of her magic was blocked effortlessly without hurting him at all.

In this case, she could only strengthen the power of this magic to test the ultimate limit of this divine sword.

"Look at it!!"

"Senior Sister Yuntong used the power of the heart!!"

Everyone couldn't help but look over, secretly looking forward to how exciting and dazzling the climax of this competition would be.

Miaoyuan didn't expect the competition to be exciting, she was just worried about whether the big snake could withstand the power of Senior Sister Yuntong.

"Wow——!!" The golden light gradually illuminated the entire competition venue, and with the addition of most of Yuntong's own heart power, this power reached its peak in an instant.

Miaoyuan couldn't help but stood up, "Senior Brother Hanmo, be careful!"

Murong Feng also stood up and said, "Junior brother, be careful!"

The surrounding wind began to blow violently, and Lulin, which was closest to the competition venue, was also disturbed and rustling at the moment. The dust swept in, making people so fascinated that they could not open their eyes.

Everyone couldn't help but lift up their sleeves to shield their eyes, and they couldn't help but peek under their sleeves to take a peek at the movement in the competition venue, unable to bear to miss it.

I saw Han Mo enlarging the Yuexin Sword several times and standing in front of him. The power of the heart in his hand was also continuously transmitted to the Yuexin Sword. If you come and I block it, sooner or later all your heart will be consumed. The posture of strength.

He was trying to delay the attack, and he planned to consume all her energy and strength just by standing still.

Yuntong chuckled lightly and couldn't help but force him to say: "Junior Brother Hanmo, what's the point of hiding behind the Yuexin Sword?!"

"It's best to come out and have a good fight with me, so that you can live up to your reputation as a disciple of Mujin Mountain!"

After hearing this, all the female disciples in Fanyin Pavilion couldn't help but stand up and agreed: "Senior Sister is right, Junior Brother Hanmo, don't be that shy turtle."

"That's right! Come out and have a good fight!"

"Really? Or are you not a man? You are hiding behind the sword and don't dare to come out to see anyone?" "Come out!! Come out quickly!! Fight with Senior Sister Yuntong, Junior Brother Hanmo!!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Miaoyuan was very angry. She didn't care about the large number of people here and fiercely cursed at the female disciples in the Fanyin Pavilion over there.

"Junior sister?!" Murong Feng was so frightened that he tried to cover her mouth, but she slapped it away angrily.

"Senior Sister Yuntong has a high level of cultivation, and it is unfair that Senior Brother Hanmo is not as good as her! Are you still saying that he is hiding behind the sword and does not dare to come out to see others?!"

"Junior sister..." Murong Feng, who was beside her, pulled her sleeves in a low voice, "Stop talking, don't say it, these junior sisters will hold grudges."

"Senior Sister Yuntong relies on her high level of cultivation and strong magic skills to do whatever she wants. Junior Brother Hanmo uses his own magic weapon to fight. This is just a villain's behavior and he doesn't understand the dignity of others?!"

"Who are you?!" The female disciple over there looked over. It didn't matter. Several female disciples beside her had already walked angrily towards Miaoyuan.

"Huh? Isn't this the beloved disciple of our sect leader? What, you want to stand up for Junior Brother Hanmo?"

"That's right, what's your relationship with Junior Brother Hanmo? Who will Junior Brother Hanmo compete with? What does it have to do with you whether it's fair or not?"

"Yes, is the little Highness of the Ghost Clan great? Because of his noble status, don't you allow others to tell the truth?"

"You—" Miaoyuan's cheeks turned red with anger, and she pretended to rush over and fight them.

"Junior sister! Junior sister!!" Murong Feng pulled her back with quick eyes and hands, protected her behind him, and spoke solemnly to the group of female disciples.

"Okay, stop talking. Can't you shut your mouths after watching a competition?"

"Knowing that she has a distinguished status, you still dare to come here to provoke me? Be careful if the master finds out, he will come back to scold you Fanyin Pavilion!"

Hearing this, several female disciples did not dare to come over. They snorted coldly and turned around to go back.

Yes, she is not scary, what is scary is the lord of the clan behind her.

They don't dare to offend the sect leader easily. If one of them is wrong, it will be easy to kick them out of the sect.

But those people were unwilling to let her gain such power, so they couldn't help but make some sarcastic remarks.

"Oh, it's great that you have such a distinguished status. As soon as you come here, you can join the sect master's sect and become his close disciple!"

"Isn't that right? At a young age and with a small amount of cultivation, you have already reached a level that you and I will never be able to reach. This, just relying on a noble status, is incredible."

"Hey, you don't know, right? I heard that besides being the daughter of His Highness the King of Hell, it's also because Master Ning Shang is her aunt!"

"I heard that Teacher Ning Shang seems to be confused with our...that...person..."

"What? How did you know?!"

"You have forgotten that Master Ning Shang has just retreated to Li Yuan Immortal Valley, while our sect master has gone there to practice in seclusion."

"Really? Oh my God!"

"No, my home is near Li Yuan Immortal Valley. I heard from my sister in the clan that Master Ning Shang took the initiative to seduce our sect leader..."

Miaoyuan couldn't bear it anymore, "I want to tear their mouths apart!"

(End of this chapter)