Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

The flying dragon's meteor fireball was only a sixth-level magic. It was impossible to seriously injure Mo Xue. At most, it could only cause some trouble to Mo Xue and have a disruptive effect. The flying dragon seemed to know this. It opened its huge mouth slightly, and the next sixth-level magic was already formed. It was a nearly 15-meter-long fire dragon, with a blazing breath, and it pounced on Mo Xue with its teeth and claws.

But don't forget, Mo Xue's opponent is not only the flying dragon, but also Richie! Richie naturally couldn't just watch the flying dragon and Mo Xue fight. He swung the spear in his hand and shook it nine times in the sky. Every time he stabbed, there was a fiery red gun flower.

"Nine Elements Return to One!" This was another of the Li family's top sword skills. Nine gun flowers quickly enlarged and attacked Mo Xue from nine directions at the same time.

The competition had reached a white-hot stage at this time. Everyone held their breath and looked at the ring that had almost turned into a sea of ​​fire and the two people and the flying dragon on the ring with shock on their faces. Mo Xue looked at the roaring fire dragon and the nine spear flowers, and her eyes became more solemn. If it was a single attack, she might not take it seriously, but she could not ignore the attack of one person and one dragon.

The fire dragon and gun flowers arrived in an instant. Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the nearly fifteen-meter-long fire dragon and nine gun flowers with a scorching breath mercilessly bombarded Mo Xue. In front of the huge fire dragon, Mo Xue looked extremely small, as if she would be submerged in the sea of ​​fire at any time. Everyone was worried for her, and some even screamed in surprise.

Chu Feiyun clenched her fists as she watched Mo Xue about to be drowned in the sea of ​​fire. Chu Tiange narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Xue expectantly. For some reason, he always felt that Mo Xue had not used his full strength.

The three playboys were pale in the face, and the fat man muttered: Oh my god, if it was me on the ring, I would probably be turned into a roasted pig!

Li Wan looked at Mo Xue who was about to be engulfed in the sea of ​​fire, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. Even if you are a seventh-rank great swordsman, you will still be defeated by your brother.

However, the smugness on Li Wan's face did not last long, as she was stunned by the next scene.

Mo Xue let out a delicate cry, and the sword in her hand flew out of her hand, spun strangely in the air, and then strangely returned to the scabbard.

"Sword of Sorrow!"

An astonishing scene appeared. A black sword net appeared out of thin air in front of Mo Xue, emitting a sharp light, protecting Mo Xue tightly behind him. A huge fire dragon and nine spear flowers rushed over in an instant. Under everyone's astonishment, the thin black sword net actually blocked all the fire dragons and spear flowers.

Awesome! Chu Lingfeng's eyes lit up. This Mo Xue was indeed extraordinary. Li Qi couldn't match her sword net alone.

When Richie saw that his sword skills and his pet's fire dragon were all blocked by Mo Xue's seemingly tiny sword net, his face suddenly turned ugly. It seemed that he had underestimated Mo Xue, who still had a trick up his sleeve.

In mid-air, the black sword net quickly cut the fire dragon and the gun flowers like a butcher cutting up an ox. The huge fire dragon quickly broke into several large pieces and then dissipated into the air.

Just as everyone was about to cheer for Mo Xue, Mo Xue's counterattack began. The terrifying sword light made even the referee's eyes widen, his face full of disbelief.

"Death Cross Slash!"

A cold light flashed across Mo Xue's eyes, and the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath. It was so fast that no one could see how the sword moved. Only a cross-shaped sword light appeared out of thin air in mid-air, and that sword light was even faster than lightning. When everyone saw it, the sword light had already hit the two-legged flying dragon.

"Ow~"

The flying dragon let out a terrifying scream, and everyone looked at the half-human-sized wound on the flying dragon's chest in disbelief. The blood of the sub-dragon gushed out of the huge wound like a spring. The defense of the middle-level sixth-order flying dragon was so amazing that even a ground-level weapon could hardly pierce the thick dragon scales. At this time, Mo Xue's sword energy not only pierced the dragon scales, but also severely injured the flying dragon. It can be imagined how powerful Mo Xue's sword was just now.

"Heavenly-grade sword skills! This must be a heavenly-grade sword skills!" Chu Feiyun was shocked, and her voice trembled slightly.

Chu Lingfeng's eyes were full of strange light. Although Mo Xue's movements just now were as fast as lightning, they still could not escape Chu Tiange's perception. Mo Xue's move was definitely of the heavenly level. He was able to borrow the power of heaven and earth. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was actually turned into sharp energy by Yi's long sword, which easily broke the dragon scales of the two-legged flying dragon and severely damaged it.

On the high platform.

Xiao Xingtian's expression was somewhat complicated, and he sighed, "So it was him, no wonder he could teach such an outstanding disciple!"

Unlike Laughing at Xingtian, Hu Bugui had a rare look of admiration on his face, and said, "This 'Death Cross Slash' is his famous sword skill, and he will not easily teach it to others. This Mo Xue is undoubtedly his apprentice!"

He Yuntian and Shui Lingna both nodded.

Back on the ring, the wyvern was badly wounded and was lying on the ground groaning in pain. The huge wound was still bleeding. It looked like it could no longer fight. As for Richie, he had forgotten about the game and was anxiously treating the wyvern. Mo Xue's sword had caused too much damage to the wyvern. Not only did it break its dragon scales, it almost injured its heart.

"Rich, do you want to continue the game?" Although the referee asked in a somewhat euphemistic way, everyone could hear that he was trying to persuade Rich to admit defeat.

The game had come to this point. Without the help of the wyvern, Richie was bound to lose. Besides, his beloved pet was seriously injured. Richie was anxious to heal it and had no intention of continuing. Although he was a little unwilling, Richie still said generously: "Junior sister is extremely powerful. I, senior, am convinced of my defeat. I hope you can teach me in the future!"

Mo Xue nodded.