"What is that?" Master Mo's expression became slightly better.
"The demons have a technique called Phantom." The Great Elder's expression turned grim. "The demons have always been known for their speed, and that's because they possess this light skill called Phantom."
"Demons? But haven't the demons been extinct?" There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of the head of the Mo family.
"No, the demons will make a comeback sooner or later." Elder Mo's voice was extremely certain.
"Then Nangong Liuyun's martial arts is the Phantom of the Demon Clan?" A hideous sneer flashed across the corner of the Mo family's mouth.
If Nangong Liuyun is linked to the demon clan, then someone will naturally come forward to deal with him without him having to do anything.
The Great Elder smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It is said that the Lord of Purgatory City has a copy of Phantom."
The head of the Mo family suddenly felt depressed and uncomfortable.
As everyone knows, Nangong Liuyun's master is the Lord of Purgatory City. Isn't it natural for a master to pass on his skills to his disciple?
The Great Elder frowned and said, "So, this matter is discussed privately, and only those in Purgatory City dare to practice it."
If anyone dares to question Phantom's skills, the Lord of Purgatory City, who is always partial to his shortcomings and unreasonable, will use his famous move, the Thunder Palm, on you. Who can withstand it?
Palace Master Mo sighed depressedly.
The Lord of Purgatory City is a madman, who dares to offend him?
Back then, only the assassin organization Gui Ci, which was hidden in the darkness, dared to challenge the Lord of Purgatory City. Unfortunately, in the past hundred years, Gui Ci seemed to have been uprooted and has never appeared in the world again.
On the stage, the battle continues.
Nangong Liuyun appeared at some point.
He raised the corners of his lips in a half-smile and patted Luo Haoming's back with his slender arm.
Luo Haoming, who was being teased, turned around suddenly and roared, "Damn it!"
Then he raised the Falling Feather Sword and chopped it down hurriedly!
Nangong Liuyun, with his eyes blindfolded, relied entirely on his feelings.
However, no one knew whether it was because his inspiration was too strong or his calculations were too precise, but in any case, Luo Haoming's crazy sword moves continued to strike, and after ninety-nine and eighty-one moves, he still couldn't even touch the corner of Nangong Liuyun's clothes!
At this moment, everyone in the audience was stunned.
"Your Highness Prince Jin...how could this happen?"
"Luo Haoming couldn't even touch the hem of Prince Jin's clothes, let alone cut someone."
"His Royal Highness Prince Jin's speed is incredibly fast. Luo Haoming can't catch up at all."
"If you ask me, His Royal Highness Prince Jin is just teasing Luo Haoming!"
"That's right. His Highness Prince Jin was blindfolded. Even so, Luo Haoming still couldn't hit him. Judging from this, he has already lost."
Countless discussions were heard.
These voices are completely undisguised.
Luo Haoming has such good hearing, how could he not hear it?
The more he listened, the worse his expression became.
Even if he didn't want to hear them, the sounds kept drilling into his ears.
At this time, Luo Haoming was under tremendous pressure.
In fact, after using the magic power to protect his body three times in a row, his spiritual power was quickly consumed and there was very little left.
Now, the people in the audience kept talking about him, affecting his mind.
"Go to hell!" Luo Haoming stabbed Nangong Liuyun's back with a fierce sword!
At this moment, the corners of Nangong Liuyun's red lips slowly rose. At this moment, he did not dodge, but directly stretched out two fingers and clamped the Luoyu Sword accurately.
That’s right, Nangong Liuyun easily clamped the powerful Luoyu Sword with his index and middle fingers!
——There will be an update at 10 o'clock
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