Mo Yanhong thought so in his heart, without saying anything, he drew out his sword and stabbed at Mu Cheng.
A sixth-level swordsman might be considered impressive in a small place like Cangshan City, but it really doesn't live up to his reputation as a young master of a noble family in the capital.
If it were any other time, with the practical experience gained from fighting life and death with powerful monsters, it would be easy for Mu Cheng to defeat him. But now he was covered with wounds and could hardly hold the sword. Naturally, Mu Cheng was no match for him.
With a flash of sword light, the long sword that Mu Cheng had barely raised was knocked away by Mo Yanhong's sword. The next moment, the cold long sword pierced into his shoulder again, the same wound as before.
"What a cruel heart!" Seeing Mo Yanhong's vicious sword, everyone felt a little sympathy for Mu Cheng.
Mu Cheng was shaking with pain all over, and he couldn't even moan or cry out in pain, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to fall down.
"I thought you were so powerful, but you're nothing special. Now you're convinced, right? Just kneel down and beg for mercy, and I'll let you live." Although Mo Yanhong defeated the enemy with one sword, he knew that defeating a seriously injured opponent was not glorious. Only by making Mu Cheng lie in front of him like a dog and beg for mercy could he truly regain his face, so he said with a grim smile.
"Bah, you want me to be convinced with your strength? Dream on!" Mu Cheng gasped for breath and cursed with gritted teeth.
Seeing that Mu Cheng refused to surrender despite being injured like this, Mo Yanhong felt even more embarrassed. The veins on his forehead bulged and he swung his sword fiercely.
"Crack, crack..." The sound of broken bones reached everyone's ears, and blood spurted out again.
"Are you convinced now?" Mo Yanhong roared in anger.
"I don't accept it." Mu Cheng's face was already distorted with pain, but he still squeezed out two words from between his teeth.
"Okay, okay, I'll see how long you can be tough!" Mo Yanhong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and a ball of silver light burst out from the long sword. It was obvious that he was going to use force.
"Stop!" The crowd around could no longer bear to watch and shouted at the same time.
Although most of them have no cultivation, they have seen pigs run even if they have not eaten pork, so they still have some knowledge.
Mu Cheng's shoulder bone was broken before, and it could be cured with the right medicine, but if Mo Yanhong stabbed him with this sword, his shoulder bone would definitely shatter into pieces, and there would be no cure.
As a swordsman, if the hand holding the sword is disabled, his life will be completely over, which is more cruel than killing him.
Putting aside the right and wrong, Mu Cheng's indomitable spirit and perseverance have completely impressed them, and no one wants to see him end up like this.
Mo Yanhong would never take these ants seriously, and it was even more impossible for him to stop just because of a word from them. Seeing that they actually sided with Mu Hanyan, he was even more angry, and the hostility in his eyes intensified.
Seeing that Mo Yanhong was about to cripple Mu Cheng, Wu Qiyun finally summoned up his last bit of strength, jumped up from the ground and pounced on Mo Yanhong.
"Hmph, there's another one asking for trouble. It will be your turn soon." Mo Yanhong certainly wouldn't take Wu Qiyun, who was at the end of his strength, seriously. He said viciously and kicked him.
The kick hit Wu Qiyun right in the chest. He groaned and flew backwards. Before he landed on the ground, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
If Mo Yanhong hadn't had some concerns about the Wu family, this kick would have taken his life.
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