Seeing this astonishing scene, both Duanmu Shuo and Zhou Qingruo instinctively pursed their thin lips...
This unbeatable black dragon was a display of an Immortal Rank Martial Arts Technique by the Mo Family Ancestor, yet Xu Sheng had merely uttered one word to shatter it to pieces, a display of power beyond imagination that refreshed their understanding once more...
However, the one who took the greatest blow, the Mo Family Ancestor, kept shaking his head frantically, saying with an urgent tone, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I am a Saint Realm Expert, and the martial technique I used is of the highest Immortal-grade Superior quality, how could it possibly be broken by a mere word!"
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, that pair of cloudy eyes flickered with a sharp gleam...
Pointing at Xu Sheng, he sneered, "No mistake, it must be you, boy, who released an Illusionary Realm Martial Arts Technique. Do you really think you can deceive me like this? You're still too naive!"
No wonder this boy was able to injure the Mo Family Patriarch out of nowhere and bring about a terrifying oppressive force that could make heaven and earth tremble. It turned out to be due to the deployment of an illusion!
Then he recollected how he had struck with his own attack yet Xu Sheng remained unscathed and found that everything made sense!
Xu Sheng, hearing this, just calmly watched him concocting theories with those dark eyes, and chuckled lightly, "Elder Mo, could it be that there's something wrong with your brain? Why don't you feel it carefully again to see if this is really an illusion or not?"
It seemed the gap in strength forced the Mo Family Ancestor to find a reason to comfort himself, or else his mind might collapse instantly...
Because he was well aware that any being who could break his martial technique with a "word" would be absolutely no match for him if they really came to blows!
The Mo Family Ancestor snapped, "Shut up, don't bewitch me. As long as my mental state is stable enough, I can break your illusion!"
With that, he took a deep breath, trying to use his spiritual power to sense his surroundings, to find the flaw in the illusion and shatter it in one fell swoop!
Duanmu Lian, looking at the Mo Family Ancestor with closed eyes, turned to Zhou Qingruo curiously and said, "Qingruo, hasn't Xu Sheng knocked the Mo Family Ancestor silly? If it were an illusion, it would be easy to tell!"
Zhou Qingruo's amber-colored beautiful eyes glanced at the Mo Family Ancestor and she replied, "Perhaps, he is just looking for an excuse! Otherwise, he wouldn't even have the courage to fight."
Duanmu Lian, upon hearing this, once again rebuked coldly, "It serves him right! Since he dares to annihilate the Duanmu Clan, he must pay a blood price!"
Since the Mo Family Ancestor wanted to calm his mind, how could she possibly allow him to get what he wanted!
Zhou Qingruo, sensing her intention, sprang to action alongside her, clasping their swords sparkling with a cold gleam as they charged towards the Mo Family Ancestor with his eyes shut...
Sensing incoming danger, he was forced to open his murky eyes, casting a cold glance at Duanmu Lian and the others...
He cursed inwardly, "Damn it! I forgot about these two! No matter, I'll capture them first, perhaps I can threaten that man to undo the illusion! That way, victory is mine!"
With that thought, the angry expression on his face eased somewhat, as he threw his fist toward Duanmu Lian and Zhou Qingruo with an unabashed vigor...
Duanmu Lian and the others were taken aback, clearly not expecting the Mo Family Ancestor to regain his rationality in such a short time and were forced to strike with all their might...
When their attacks collided, a loud "bang!" ensued, even emitting blinding sparks...
Duanmu Lian, feeling the enormous pressure, broke out in a few beads of cold sweat on her forehead, "Damn it! So strong!!"
Zhou Qingruo's face was also incredibly grim as she clenched her teeth, "Is this the power of the Saint Realm? Indeed, it's not like the Immortal Monarch Realm.
Even though they were using their personal swords, the Mo Family Ancestor's fists were like steel, making it impossible to inflict even the slightest damage on him!
The Mo Family Ancestor appeared rather at ease, staring at the two women with a cold laugh, "Humph! With just this little bit of strength, you dare to contend with me?"
Finished speaking, he once again launched his left fist, instantly escalating his power to a higher level...
"Boom!!" An even more terrifying sound echoed through the space...
Duanmu Lian and Zhou Qingruo, completely unable to resist, both spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and were sent flying backward for dozens of steps before they barely managed to stabilize their figures...
However, the Mo Family Ancestor showed no intention of giving them a chance to catch their breath, charging at them once more like a specter...
Regaining their senses, Duanmu Lian and Zhou Qingruo cried out in unison, "We're in trouble!!"
But evidently, it was already too late to dodge!
Seeing that they had given up dodging and chosen to take the hit head-on, the Mo Family Ancestor revealed a cruel smile and said, "Die!!"
If this strike were to hit, there was a high probability that both of them would fall on the spot!!
Yet, just as the attack was about to hit Duanmu Lian and the others, a sudden burst of light shone from their bodies, and they disappeared from their original spot in an instant...
The Mo Family Ancestor who grasped at empty air slowly turned around...
His gaze fixed on Duanmu Lian and Zhou Qingruo, who had suddenly appeared on either side of Xu Sheng; without much thought, it was clear that Xu Sheng had acted...
Suddenly, he spoke with a cold tone, "Teleport, huh? Hmph! Consider yourselves lucky!"
He was just a hair's breadth away from capturing those two women!
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Behind the Mo Family Ancestor, the inhuman roaring hadn't stopped; in fact, it was growing even more intense!
One Disciple, his face twisted in agony, shouted, "Damn it! What is the Ancestor doing? Why isn't he killing that Demon Cultivator! I can't stand this pain any longer, aaaah!!"
Another disciple, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, said coldly, "Don't worry, that Demon Cultivator is just at the Immortal Monarch Realm, there's no way he can be a match for the Ancestor."
"I can't believe even our Immortal Monarch Realm Elders can't withstand this agony, damn it! My hand... Aaaah!!"
"But hasn't the Ancestor been taking too long? Could it be... could something have happened?? Aaaah!!"
"This Demon Cultivator... if we don't eliminate him today... he will definitely be a great menace to our Mo Family... Aaaah!!"
Not just the Disciples and Elders, but even the Mo Family Patriarch at the forefront was shaking all over, clenching his teeth as he endured the pain wracking his body...
His eyes filled with hate fixed on the back of the Mo Family Ancestor, and he cursed under his breath, "To think he is the Mo Family Ancestor, such a piece of trash!! Unable to deal with even an Immortal Monarch Realm opponent!"
Today, he had seen enough to realize that the Mo Family Ancestor was not as powerful as he had imagined!
Having taken action for so long, if he had the ability to deal with that Demon Cultivator, he would have done so by now!
Instead of being played like a fool by the opponent...
In a nutshell, the Mo Family was in danger this time for sure!!!
He had to find an opportunity to escape from here!!
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