Immortal Sovereign of Ninth Heavens

Snow Region?

This unfamiliar name confused everyone present.

Looking at the young man's stubborn appearance, the few reverends of Floating Cloud Mountain and the Flowing Cloud Hall felt admiration, but the people of the Cloud Chasing Pavilion didn't think this way.

This guy was their mortal enemy, and one that was so freakishly talented at that!

Hearing that Mo Li wasn't willing to give up the fight, the surrounding Nan Poyue was overjoyed. If he could, he only wished that this fellow would immediately be reduced to ashes!

"Since you want to die, then don't blame us!" The old man who led the group of people from the Cloud Pursuing Pavilion sneered as he charged towards Mo Li again in a flash.

Clenching his teeth, Mo Li held his long sword and met it head-on.

Even if he were to die, he had to slaughter one or two of his opponents to accompany him in death!

"Wandering Dragon Sword!" He leaped high into the air and slashed down at the four people from the Cloud Pursuing Pavilion with his sword in both hands!

In the previous exchange, everyone had witnessed the youth's strength. Not only were the battle skills constantly changing, their power was also astonishing.

Facing the young man's sword, the old man, who was leading the group of people from the Cloud Chasing Pavilion, took a horse stance, and held his spear horizontally above his head. He gathered all the battle qi in his body to block, and at the same time, the three companions behind the old man were attacking Mo Li's vitals from three different directions with tacit understanding!

The four of them fought together all year round, and they had a tacit understanding of each other. Although the opponents had a strong momentum, the actual combat strength they could display was definitely not what it was before. That was why the four of them chose to dissolve the battle like this.

If Mo Li were to continue chopping down his sword, he would definitely be injured by the other three. However, if he were to retract his sword, he would be in a passive position from the start.

Their thoughts were very good. This was indeed in accordance with the current situation, but after a few breaths of time, as soon as the sharp sword came into contact with the spear, the old man leading the group realized that his thoughts were completely wrong.

Mo Li did not retreat. He did not seem to notice the other three's attacks. Instead, he continued slashing his sword towards the old man in the lead.

"Crack …"

His voice was short and urgent, and was not as shocking as the others had expected. The moment it was touched, the old man in the lead maintained his previous posture.

Mo Li's left shoulder, abdomen, and thigh were respectively attacked by the other three. Blood kept flowing out from the three wounds. This was the result of him using the advantage of his speed and movement technique to twist and dodge, otherwise any one of the three attacks could have killed him on the spot!

A fishy stench spread out in the alleyway. Nan Poyue looked at the wide-eyed crowd not far away, feeling puzzled. In the next second, he saw a scene that sent chills down his entire body.

The spear in the old man's hand split into two, while the old man's skinny body split apart at the same time!

Broken meat and organs littered the ground. Dark red blood dripped from the drizzle onto the bluestone path, and the stench caused Ning Qianyu's stomach to churn.

Mo Li's hair and clothes, which were the closest to the old man, were already dyed red with blood. Fragments hung from his shoulders, and blood dripped down his cheeks under the rain water. His ice-cold gaze contained no emotion.

At this moment, although Mo Li was injured and leaning against the wall, the sinister aura emanating from him was like a demon from hell, causing everyone to feel their hearts tremble.

He had been holding back all this time?

The remaining eleven Heart Forging Stage experts were momentarily unable to accept this fact.

Having endured so many attacks from the crowd, the youth was clearly unable to make ends meet. Who would have thought that the youth who had been fleeing in a sorry state would still be able to preserve his strength, all for the sake of that breathtaking one strike!

"Demon!" This guy was a devil! "Everyone attack together. If we don't die today, then he will die, and we will die!" A long while later, one of the reverends of Cloudchase Pavilion was the first to react. He took the lead and charged towards Mo Li.

The others finally recovered from the shock and didn't dare to hold anything back! The youth's viciousness caused their hearts to palpitate. If they weren't able to kill him today, they would surely be a huge threat in the future!

"Clang!"

"Dang, dang, dang!"

The sound of weapons clashing resounded through the small path. All sorts of battle qi intersected, causing the originally dense killing intent in the small, ancient path to turn completely cold.

"Puff …"

The sound of blades entering flesh was very soft. Mo Li, who was originally on the verge of overdrawing his strength, had already completely lost all feeling. He was completely relying on his perseverance to persevere!

"Wandering Dragon Sword!"

The long sword in Mo Li's hand was still being swung tirelessly. He could only use 10% to 22% of his original exquisite moves. Mo Li's entire body was filled with wounds. The strength of 11 Core Forging Stage experts was not something he could contend with.

Mo Li was on the verge of collapse, and the experts of the three sects were similarly in a difficult position.

It looked as if he could kill him with just a little bit more effort, but no matter how hard they tried, this guy would always be able to escape from the encirclement. His rich combat experience was something even old guys like them would feel ashamed of!

This young man's talent was extremely rare in the world. Even in this life or death situation, the experts of the three sects couldn't help but be impressed by this young man's tenacity.

"Puff …"

Once again, he was struck in the chest by one of the Floating Cloud Mountain's reverends. Mo Li's body flew backwards and heavily crashed into the wall.

He couldn't remember how many times he was sent flying and he stabbed his sword into the ground. Mo Li tried to get up and tried a few times but he still couldn't muster up any strength.

The oil was used up!

The remaining battle qi in his dantian automatically protected Mo Li's vital parts. Since the Wandering Dragon Soul did not wake up, Mo Li knew that he really could not resist anymore.

Accept your fate!

No matter how unwilling he was, Mo Li had to admit that he might not be able to leave this place today!

Mo Li recalled the many years he had spent with his family and friends in the Xue Yu. At this moment, Mo Li realised how unforgettable he had always been about the indifference.

Master, Fei Fei, One Night, A Xin, Nan Tian, Xue'er, Feng Ling, Guo Guo …

Faces flashed through his mind one by one. Mo Li could not help but smile. Coming to this world, although he would not be able to walk his entire life perfectly, he was still very satisfied with the fact that he had lived a full life for more than ten years.

Nan Po Yue, who had been observing from the sidelines, finally confirmed that Mo Li no longer had the ability to continue fighting. He unsheathed his sword from his scabbard and walked towards the corner of the wall, one step at a time.

"Kid, you killed so many people from my Cloud Pursuing Pavilion. Today, I will make you pay with your life!"