The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

on the proving ground
Han Mo immediately took off the Yuexin Sword in his hand and quickly moved back to avoid her powerful blow.

In an instant, he quickly used the powerful power of the heart to attack her, so that she had no time to react and could only take the blow forcefully.

"Ah!!" Yuntong was hit by the power of his heart and flew straight out of the air several meters away. He fell down in an instant and fell heavily to the ground.

"Pa," the long sword in his hand fell, and the sword body was instantly split into two halves, which could never be recovered.

It can be seen from this that the powerful power contained in the Moon Heart Sword cannot be compared and contended by ordinary magical weapons.

"Junior Brother Hanmo wins!!" Murong Feng stood up in disbelief, his face full of surprise.

Miaoyuan also curled her lips and smiled, great, the big snake won, the big snake won the Yuntong.

Han Mo slowly landed on the ground, took the Yuexin Sword, which was still emitting full of blue light, into his palm, hung it on his waist, raised his eyes to look at Yun Tong, and lightly curled his lips, "Sister, I win. ”

Yuntong raised his upper body with his palms and looked at his proud and wanton smile, his face turned pale.

It's over, everything is over, she loses.

She actually lost to the junior in front of her who had entered the mountain less than a month ago and whose cultivation level had not even reached 200 million years.

I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to gain a foothold in Cangling Mountain from now on. Besides, since her mission has not been completed, it will be difficult for the clan to believe in her strength in the future.

"Big snake!!"

"This way!!"

Miaoyuan pulled Murongfeng and rushed down from the high platform, greeting him warmly.

Han Mo turned around and left.Yuntong immediately endured the pain in his body, stood up, and called him.

"Wait!"

He was stunned, stopped, and turned around, "Senior Sister Yuntong, is there anything else?"

She covered the wound on her chest and walked towards him slowly, her expression a bit ridiculous and self-deprecating, "I never thought I would lose to you."

He frowned, not wanting to hear such boring nonsense from her.

"I thought that with my cultivation and the power of my magic, I would be able to defeat you and become the only one among the juniors who competed with you to win."

"But I never imagined that your Moon Heart Sword would be so powerful. You cooperated so well with it that I even fell into your trap."

"Senior sister, what do you want to say?" Han Mo's voice deepened, obviously he didn't want to stay here with her and waste more time.

"Junior brother..." She looked at him with tears glistening in her eyes, "It's really, really nothing if you lose a competition."

Isn't it just that the disciples of Cangling Mountain talked about it?At most, he would be punished by the elder Hua of Muzhen Mountain.

But judging from how much Elder Hua cares for him, he probably won't really punish him severely.

But she is different. If she loses, half of her life will be lost. If she loses the competition, not only will she fail, but the only thing that will happen is that her clan will give up on her if she fails to complete her mission.

She couldn't, couldn't let the clan give up on her!
Han Mo's attitude became colder, "Senior sister actually thinks that losing a competition is nothing, so there is no need to dwell on it. Let's say goodbye."

"Han Mo!!" Her eyes suddenly turned red and she yelled at him, "It doesn't matter if you lose the competition! But I'm different! I'm different!!"

"Madman." Han Mo turned around and left.

Miaoyuan and Murongfeng over there realized something was wrong and ran over quickly.

"I can't lose!!"

"I can't lose!!"

Like crazy, she launched a fierce attack, attacking his departing figure again and again. Not only did she not stop, she even strengthened the power of the spell.

"Junior Brother Hanmo, be careful!!"

"Snake, get away!!!"

"Hiss," Han Mo just turned around and was attacked by her spell, and his body twitched in pain.

But unexpectedly, she launched a second, third, and even fourth attack one after another.Seeing this, Miaoyuan quickly summoned the magic weapon Phantom, and shouted angrily: "Phantom, use the power of my heart to protect your body!"

"Wow," the purple light quickly enveloped the phantom, rushed in front of Han Mo, and received the power of several spells from Yuntong.

"Orochi, are you okay?" Miaoyuan rushed over, supported his body, and looked him up and down.

Murong Feng also walked over quickly and scolded harshly: "After the competition, all disciples who sneak attack on their opponents will go to the Elders' Academy. Did you know that?!"

Yuntong looked at Yan Miaoyuan who rushed to protect Han Mo, and sneered, full of hatred, "I know, of course I know..."

Isn’t it just to go to the Presbytery?She couldn't even save her own life immediately, so how could she be afraid of the elders?

"Knowing that you still attack Junior Brother Hanmo?!"

"So what?!" Yun Tong shouted angrily, "Who let him use the power of the Yuexin Sword to defeat me?! This victory is even more difficult to win!!"

Murong Feng laughed angrily, "That's his own magic weapon, why can't he use it?"

Han Mo shook his head gently and whispered: "I'm fine, don't worry."

It was just one blow, and he could still withstand it, but this man might really destroy his future.

Miaoyuan reached out and put the phantom back into the universe bag. Looking at the pitiful and heartbreaking Yuntong, she sneered angrily: "If you lose, you lose. Are you still here making excuses and complaining about injustice?!"

Yuntong rushed over angrily, "What does it have to do with you? It's all your fault, otherwise I would have won, I would have won!!"

Han Mo quickly took Miaoyuan into his arms. Seeing her frantic look, he was so angry that he wished he could kill her right now.

Murong Feng also stretched out his hands to protect them, stood in front of them and reasoned: "What do you want to do? A sneak attack on Junior Brother Hanmo is a major sin, but now you still want to deal with Junior Sister Miaoyuan?!"

"Get away!!" Yun Tong used all his strength and pushed her hard.

However, she had just competed and used her remaining strength to sneak attack Han Mo. At this moment, she was already exhausted. In addition, she was injured by the Yuexin Sword. Not only did she not push Murong Feng away, but she Instead, he lost his footing and fell.

"Ah..." She screamed in pain and fell to the ground without any image, worse than a madman.

"sky!!"

"Senior Sister Yuntong, what's going on?"

"Yes, if you lose, you lose, yet you still attack Junior Brother Han Mo secretly."

"That's right. Now you are still thinking of pushing Senior Brother Murong? This is simply ridiculous."

"Oh, have you forgotten? She is from the Toba Clan. Who doesn't know that Princess Yunshan is in charge of the Toba Clan?"

"She is Princess Yunshan's cousin. Now that she has lost the competition, won't she be a disgrace to her people and bring ridicule to them?"

"That's right. Most of the people from the Toba clan are so conceited and strive to win in everything."

"But what does that have to do with us at Cangling Mountain? We lost because our skills were inferior to others, and now we are still acting crazy here? What a scoundrel! It's an embarrassment to our Fanyin Pavilion!"

When Miaoyuan heard the words Bird Feather Clan, Yunshan Princess, etc., her eyes instantly changed.

"What's wrong?" Han Mo, who was closest to her, was the first to sense her mood swings.

She leaned close to his chest and whispered: "I just met a strange person."

His ears turned red, and he became uncomfortable while protecting her hand, "Wha...what?"

"He had an ancient artifact in his hand, and I couldn't defeat him, so he took away half of my Yixiang Pearl."

"How could it be?!" His expression suddenly became a little nervous, and the hand holding her arm tightened, "Do you know what characteristics this person has?"

She whispered, leaning in front of his chest, "Yes..."

His breathing became tight, and he could feel her warm and fragrant breath even through his robe.

"You disciples on Mibiscus Mountain."