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"Kill!" A chilling roar erupted from Li Mo as he suddenly transformed into a shadow, vanishing in an instant.
His fingers spread wide and curled slightly, forming into claw-like shapes as he struck towards Fang Chen, who was soaring through the air. White eagle claw light burst forth in midair, exuding a sinister aura.
The speed of this claw was astonishing; if it were to catch its target, even a warrior of the Alchemy Realm would likely lose a chunk of flesh and suffer severe injuries in an instant.
Li Mo actually dared to attack Fang Chen!
Among the onlookers, some expressed their astonishment.
Previously, before Fang Chen had truly revealed his identity, Li Mo's actions had already raised suspicions among the crowd. Now, those suspicions had solidified into certainty.
This Li Mo, who was quite renowned in the outer sect, had a conflict with Fang Chen, who had suddenly become a True Disciple. The animosity was clear and ruthless.
On one side stood Li Mo at the Late Stage of Transformation Realm, while on the other was Fang Chen, who was invincible among his peers and capable of fighting above his level but currently only possessed Qi Boundary cultivation. Who among them would come out on top? Many were skeptical, but most did not hold high hopes for Fang Chen. After all, Li Mo's reputation had been forged through numerous real battles.
Feeling the extreme severity emanating from the claw, Fang Chen's gaze sharpened. At that moment, he felt as if he were facing a ferocious beast.
His figure flickered with light and shadows; instead of retreating, he advanced. As he slightly shifted his stance, multiple afterimages appeared. In his hand, the Blood River Sword trembled lightly, and blood lines emerged in midair, intertwining like a web of sword energy that sliced towards Li Mo's claw and body.
"Clang clang clang..."
A series of sharp sounds echoed, subtle yet piercing. Li Mo's claw glimmered coldly as it collided with the blood lines, both sides seemingly intent on completely severing each other. This standoff did not last long; both figures separated upon contact and retreated a few steps.
Li Mo still maintained his claw-like hand posture, but his palm was covered in glaring red marks, with sharp pain radiating from them. Meanwhile, Fang Chen held onto the Blood River Sword with an indifferent expression, his white attire remaining spotless.
The previous clash ended with a complete victory for Fang Chen!
"What a sharp Blood-red Longsword, it even managed to injure Li Mo's Sky Eagle Claw like this."
Among the crowd, someone exclaimed in astonishment.
Li Mo's formidable claw techniques were quite famous among the Outer Sect Disciples. His hands, honed through day and night training and soaked in potions, were so hard that they could rival ordinary spirit artifacts. Yet now, in this brief encounter, they had been injured to such an extent. This left everyone in awe.
"You have some skill, but today, you will stay here."
Looking at his palm covered in red marks, Li Mo seemed to feel no sharp pain at all. He gazed into the distance with a cold and sinister smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
"You've successfully angered me. Well then, before they arrive, I'll let you lie down first."
As he spoke, he flipped his hand and took out a pair of dark red gloves. A powerful wave of Spiritual Energy immediately spread out.
"He's even bringing out a pair of High-Quality Spirit Artifact Level Sky Pigeon Gloves; it seems Li Mo is truly intent on killing."
Someone in the crowd sighed quietly.
Even though the previous clash appeared to end with Fang Chen's complete victory, after Li Mo donned the Sky Pigeon Gloves, no one still favored Fang Chen.
"Chirp!..."
A series of sharp sounds echoed as Li Mo's body moved forward, creating numerous afterimages in the space around him. Among those afterimages, endless white light burst forth, as if countless Li Mos were rushing towards Fang Chen. The space was filled with Li Mo's shadows and his extended claws, making it impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion.
The white light flashed before Fang Chen's eyes, and he slightly tilted his body. The white light swept past him without causing any harm.
However, what followed was an endless Evil White Radiance, carrying a chilling aura. Fang Chen's body swayed slightly, his steps were incredibly graceful; with each gentle misstep, he managed to evade lethal strikes. While dodging, he frequently swung his sword, the sound of clashing metal echoing continuously.
"Chirp!"
Suddenly, a sharp cry rang out as countless white lights merged together, transforming into an enormous claw that seemed to belong to a truly powerful beast. It descended from above, enveloping Fang Chen within a radius of several meters. Under the claw, Fang Chen's figure was completely obscured, leaving him nowhere to escape.
"Is it going to end? Just after becoming a True Disciple, will he fall like this?" The crowd saw Li Mo standing there like a truly formidable beast overlooking the world, while Fang Chen was shrouded by the massive claw, seemingly trapped in a life-or-death situation.
"Li Mo has found that kid."
"They're fighting now."
"I hope Li Mo doesn't accidentally kill that guy."
At this moment, five figures were rapidly approaching from outside the Second Cabin. A couple of them were already nearly inside. Yet no one believed Fang Chen could be Li Mo's opponent; even Song Nanfeng, who had fought him before, thought so at a glance. He was unaware that Fang Chen's cultivation had far surpassed the Body Refinement Realm since their last encounter!
Fang Chen's figure was covered beneath the enormous claw as he looked at Li Mo ahead of him with an expression of arrogance, as if everything was under his control. A cold smile appeared on his face.
A surge of Blood Light shot up into the sky like rivers and lakes. Within the Blood Light, a brilliant Crimson Blade shot forth, slicing towards the Colossal Claw above.
Chirp...
There was no earth-shattering collision sound; after a slightly strange faint noise, the Crimson Blade vanished without a trace, while the Colossal Claw continued to reach downward. However, as time passed, a light suddenly appeared at the center of the Colossal Claw in everyone's line of sight.
It was a blood-red fissure!
The entire claw began to split in two along this blood-red fissure, collapsing to either side.
With a splash, a wave of blood surged forth, pulling the divided Colossal Claw into the endless Blood Light.
"Ah..."
A scream echoed out as the massive claw disappeared. Li Mo raised his hand, and the pride on his face turned into a look of despair. His complexion was as pale as paper, and there was an intense fear in his expression.
At this moment, on his palm, the High-Quality Spirit Artifact Level Sky Pigeon Gloves were bubbling continuously. Through the nearly destroyed Sky Pigeon Gloves, it could be seen that Li Mo's palm was already bright red, with much of his skin melted away.
The previous Blood Lake had almost dissolved his entire hand.
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