The hundreds of thousands of people in the grand hall were utterly shocked!
They were dumbfounded, standing still!
They didn't expect Mo Yunsheng to be forced to use his real strength by an ant-like Second Rank Saint Emperor!
However, they also witnessed how terrifying the real strength of a Half-step Lower Heavenly Venerate could be! It's truly shaming!
Terror!
Astonishnt!
Bewildernt!
No one would want to challenge Mo Yunsheng, except for the insignificant, even foolish, Lin Fan.
In the first punch, the two were evenly matched.
A Second Rank Saint Emperor and a Half-step Lower Heavenly Venerate reaching a draw was enough to astonish hundreds of thousands of guests.
But the gap between them was simply too vast. Even though Lin Fan had the ability to challenge beyond his level, the three Great Realms and eighty to ninety minor realms were indeed an insurmountable chasm.
Besides astonishnt, the crowd developed an inexplicable sympathy for Lin Fan, yet they still wouldn't speak kindly.
After all, Mo Yunsheng was still here, an existence no one dared to offend.
"This man is truly a fool. I saw it earlier."
"Overestimating himself, daring to confront Young Master Mo."
"An ant is always an ant. He probably has already vanished into ashes."
...
Mo Yunsheng enjoyed such flattery, but he had to maintain his dignity.
He turned back with a cold glance.
The chattering crowd imdiately fell silent, not a sound could be heard.
They didn't want to end up like Xiao Hong and Yang Jian, as Mo Yunsheng was not soone they could casually comnt on.
Diwu Yun'er and Mo Ningxiang initially intended to watch the fun, but the scene before them left them stunned.
The situation developed rapidly. One second, the two were evenly matched; the next second, Lin Fan was beaten underground and disappeared.
Diwu Yun'er was the first to co back to her senses and was about to step forward when she saw a figure had already dashed out.
"Brother Lin Fan! Brother Lin Fan!"
Su Qiong wept like rain, collapsing softly in front of the dark pit. Her sobbing voice echoed from the dark abyss, but there was no response from Lin Fan.
"Brother Lin Fan... Lin Fan..."
A deathly silence.
Not a single sound from Lin Fan.
Su Qiong's voice gradually weakened. The Lin Fan she had yearned for three years appeared like a dream, only to vanish again.
Her crying was heart-wrenching, almost fainting.
Suddenly!
A large hand grabbed Su Qiong's arm, lifting her like an eagle catching a chick.
Su Qiong was powerless to resist, her beautiful eyes tear-streaked, gazing at the pit, hoping Lin Fan would reappear.
But... her hopes were crushed...
She was infinitely disappointed, her heart felt as if it had been gouged out, stopping its beat.
Mo Yunsheng held onto Su Qiong's arm, pulling her into his embrace, coldly saying through gritted teeth, "You are my woman; you cannot shed tears for another man! This is my Xuan Clan's territory; humiliating here, there's only one way out—death! If not for your usefulness, you would die today! But I'm reluctant now; in ten days, we'll marry. I'll see to your little affair!"
"But rember, today is the ant's death day!"
Mo Yunsheng, without any compassion, forcefully pushed Su Qiong to the ground, spreading his arms, roaring angrily, shaking the heavens and earth.
"Oppose this young master, and anyone shall die!"
Death!
A tragic death!
Hundreds of thousands of hearts trembled in terror and dread.
Behind Mo Yunsheng, the black and gold brilliant lights appeared once more, intertwining, the Tai Chi Diagram forming!
He was going to kill Lin Fan!
This was humiliation!
Unprecedented humiliation!
Not just because his woman was taken, publicly humiliating him, but because a Second Rank Saint Emperor could tie with him in two moves, even breaking his Yin Yang Tai Chi Diagram.
For either reason, Lin Fan must die!
Mo Yunsheng laughed maniacally, his eyes blood-red, a hideous and terrifying face.
The crowd knew that once Mo Yunsheng wielded the Yin Yang Tai Chi Diagram, Lin Fan would have no chance of survival, instantly disintegrating into ashes, his spirit dissipating.
Suddenly!
A small but determined figure charged out, fiercely pushing and punching at Mo Yunsheng's back.
Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, it's futile.
Mo Yunsheng's body rely wobbled slightly.
"Mo Yunsheng! Stop! I won't let you harm Brother Lin Fan! Unless you kill ! Step over my dead body!"
Su Qiong's face was tear-streaked, yet her eyes were resolute, her expression firm.
She was willing to exchange her life for Lin Fan's.
Mo Yunsheng was enraged, his woman was actually going to sacrifice herself for another man in public!
He reversed his grip on Su Qiong's hand, pulling her to face him.
"Su Qiong! You better wise up! If I want you dead now, you won't see tomorrow's sun. If you disgrace again, I'll kill you imdiately!"
He raised his hand, slapping Su Qiong's pretty face.
Though restrained, the force was still imnse.
The crowd was shocked; they didn't expect Mo Yunsheng to strike his own fiancée, showing that Lin Fan had truly enraged him, driving him to madness.
Su Qiong was knocked to the ground, the world spinning, unable to get up, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
"If you kill Brother Lin Fan, I won't marry you!"
Mo Yunsheng paused, not expecting Su Qiong to say such words.
He had been stuck at the Half-step Lower Heavenly Venerate realm for ten years, unable to break through. Su Qiong's power could assist him in overcoming the bottleneck.
It seed within reach, yet unexpectedly, Lin Fan appeared!
"What did you say?!"
Mo Yunsheng's voice was like a millennium-old ice cavern, cold and piercing.
But Su Qiong was unafraid, determined and resilient.
"If you harm Brother Lin Fan in the slightest, I won't forgive you."
Mo Yunsheng's eye twitched, his expression growing more terrifying, his face dark as overcast clouds, his gaze like two sharp knives.
Anyone could see.
Mo Yunsheng intended to kill!
Anyone Mo Yunsheng wanted to kill could not survive the next mont.
Within the grand hall, the hundreds of thousands present, to kill any, was just a matter of nodding, a re breath.
He now wanted Su Qiong dead, Su Qiong would certainly die!
"Cousin!"
Just as Mo Yunsheng was about to act, Mo Ningxiang spoke to stop him.
"Absolutely not!"
Mo Ningxiang walked up to Mo Yunsheng, whispering.
"Why not?! Does Mo Yunsheng need to look at others to kill soone?!" Mo Yunsheng roared like thunder.
"Cousin, don't forget she's the daughter of the Barbarian Clan's Clan Leader. If you kill her, from your perspective, it's venting anger. But for the Xuan Clan and the Barbarian Clan, it ans war."
Mo Yunsheng's mouth twitched slightly.
"Moreover, Lin Fan is unlikely to survive. Besides, cousin, don't you still need her help? Would cousin want a new bride for the wedding in ten days?"
Mo Ningxiang, though innocent, was extrely clever, resolving the crisis with a few words.
"Hmph!"
Mo Yunsheng waved his large hand, glaring at Su Qiong.
"In ten days! You'd better kneel before and beg!"
With that, he stord off.
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