Zhu Qilue opened his mouth wide, too surprised to speak, with a faint sense of desolation arising in his heart.
Mo Kun, such a timid person, dared not even breathe heavily before this, always hiding behind him like a cat scared and frozen.
Yet now, for Lin Fan, or perhaps for the Xuan Clan, he was willing to use his life to delay this round.
It's truly shocking!
And admirable.
However.
Zhu Qilue glanced around, and no one showed approval or sympathy for Mo Kun's moth-to-the-fla behavior, mostly sneering contemptuously.
Perhaps in these people's eyes, Mo Kun was simply seeking death.
Knowing it's impossible but doing it anyway.
If that's not foolish, what is?
This is the common thought of millions of spectators, if you lack ability, don't go up to act tough, the outco can only be a tragic death.
But Zhu Qilue knew, Mo Kun was far from foolish, he was exchanging his life for a glimr of hope for the Xuan Clan.
Sohow, Zhu Qilue's proud heart suddenly revered Mo Kun, his nose even felt a bit sore. He actually had such emotions towards an ant of the Suru Continent, which he could never have imagined if he hadn't been through these events.
Mo Kun died silently, unbeknownst to Lin Fan, Mo Ningxiang, or the Xuan Clan. He thus sacrificed his life for the Xuan Clan, yet at the mont of death faced not the fervent gaze of the Xuan Clan but the indifferent watching of the Heavenly Clan.
Mo Kun's death; was it worth it?
But thankfully, for the last bit of ti Mo Kun exchanged with his life.
Ten rounds!
Zhu Qilue felt his body filled with unprecedented energy, supporting himself with one arm, slowly standing up, with raging fire burning in his eyes, his whole being erupted with intense anger.
"A re ant-like you, dares to co and ddle, is there truly no one in the Xuan Clan?"
Dongn Buju didn't notice the danger behind him, and he smirked coldly at Mo Kun shattered into countless pieces on the ground, stomping on the eyeball that fell out.
"Today, the Xuan Clan shall disappear forever from the Suru Continent."
Before his voice fell.
A voice of anger ca from behind.
"Disappear your ass!"
Along with the voice, Dongn Buju imdiately felt intense pain in his back like being burned. He froze suddenly, promptly realizing sothing, his body flashing rapidly.
Boom!
With a loud sound, when he turned back, the spot where he once stood had been blasted into pitch blackness, had he been a step slower, he would probably have turned into scattered remains too.
Dongn Buju furrowed his brows, instantly feeling a violent killing intent coming towards him, without even looking, his body retreated rapidly, not daring to forcefully et it.
"Zhu Qilue?! Aren't you seriously injured, how did you recover so quickly?!"
When he saw it was Zhu Qilue attacking him, he was shocked, cold sweat imdiately drenched his forehead, goosebumps rising all over.
"Clan Leader Dongn, surprise, right? You went all out to kill just now, yet failed to hurt even a bit. You really should regret not killing then, or you wouldn't be dying by my hand now!"
Zhu Qilue's palm stirred the wind, his arm carried burning heat, seeming to unleash a fla with every move, causing severe pain at just a touch on the skin.
Dongn Buju certainly didn't dare to take it head-on, could only keep dodging, looking exceedingly embarrassed.
Zhu Qilue, after all, from the Five Elents Realm, once acting leaves Dongn Buju with no opportunity to retaliate, only able to flee awkwardly.
Dongn Nu watched coldly from the side, a sinister smile curling at his mouth.
He had long noticed Zhu Qilue but chose not to alert Dongn Buju. His father had just made him lose face greatly, seemingly finding him useless.
If so, giving Dongn Buju a taste of being useless too wouldn't make him despise anymore.
Seeing Dongn Buju unable to strike back, looking awkward and embarrassed, Dongn Nu laughed out loud, his eyes showing a strange light.
Dongn Buju felt truly infuriated!
Him, dignified clan leader of the Heavenly Clan, being chased like a wretched dog by a young brat, hiding pathetically.
Utter humiliation!
He glanced around with the corner of his eye, seeing faces full of confusion and disbelief.
Such expressions drove him to madness.
However.
The young brat confronting him is Zhu Qilue! Soone from the Five Elents Realm, even if he's the prowess of Suru Continent's finest, under the pressure of the Five Elents Realm, still powerless.
Besides.
Zhu Qilue was severely injured by him, even if he recovered, likely not even a tenth of his strength. Yet just this tenth of capacity already overwheld him, gradually putting him at a disadvantage.
Dongn Buju heavily panted, dodging while gritting his teeth speaking in a low voice: "Zhu Qilue, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to kill ? Weren't you sent by your father to assist , for cultivation here at Suru Continent? I only agreed to this out of his regard, never imagined you're trying to kill , this is repaying kindness with ingratitude!"
Zhu Qilue sneered coldly, continuing his assault without slowing down. "No grievances, Clan Leader Dongn, is your brain not working? Just kicked my belly so fiercely, now want to deny it? Need my consent to kill you, need to provide you a reason?!"
Boom!
As he spoke, Zhu Qilue suddenly burst into rage, striking back with a palm, a terrifying aura swept forward, carrying intense heat like burning Dongn Buju's heart.
"Damn... still coming!"
Dongn Buju cursed fiercely, in face of Zhu Qilue's overwhelming stance, he certainly couldn't die without even having a chance to retaliate.
Thus he ceased dodging, his body suddenly bursting with frightening black light, pouring out in all directions.
Like a sudden flood, with devastating montum, it directly sprayed onto Zhu Qilue's face.
Zhu Qilue never expected, Dongn Buju's counterattack would co so abruptly, he was completely unprepared, that black light directly struck his face, causing him to fly backward heavily crashing to the ground.
All present gasped in shock, Zhu Qilue of the Five Elents Realm, defeated by Dongn Buju!
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