Nine Dragons Supreme God

"Xintong, why are you so impulsive? Quickly, tell the Jin family that you were just joking. It's not too late to regret it now."

"Yes, Xintong, don't agree to such an unreasonable bet just to save a moment of pride!"

For a moment, the Mo family disciples were also anxiously jumping around, their eyes filled with worry.

"Patriarch, please persuade your sister," Mo Sheng said to Mo Yihan, also breaking out in a cold sweat.

"No need," Mo Yihan shook his head and said indifferently.

"Master, you usually dote on Xintong the most, and she's your only sister. If something happens next, it will be too late to regret it," Mo Sheng said anxiously.

"Get out of my way!" Mo Yihan glared at him, startling Mo Sheng, who was about to speak, into swallowing his words.

This made the Mo family disciples all look grim.

What's wrong with the head of the family today that he's pushing his own sister into a fire pit?

"Vice Patriarch, don't try to persuade me anymore. I believe Xintong can do it." At this moment, Mo Yunfei walked over with a smile, his figure landing on Mo Xintong, but his expression was quite complicated.

“Yunfei, even you…” Mo Sheng sighed with a bitter expression, “Never mind, never mind.”

He knew very well that with Mo Yihan's personality, he couldn't persuade him no matter what, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Although you want to kill me, I'll forgive you because you're good-looking." Jin Shikai's smile remained unchanged: "Go ahead and make your move. You'd better come into my arms willingly, hehehe."

"Firefly Split!"

Having achieved her goal, Mo Xintong stopped talking nonsense, her expression extremely cold, and she slightly raised her delicate hand.

In an instant, purple fire-elemental spiritual energy surrounded her.

At this moment, the surrounding fire-elemental spiritual energy seemed to converge on Mo Xintong, condensing into tiny flame particles around her, like fireflies.

This is a mid-grade Xuan-level martial art taught by Mo Yihan, Firefly Ripple. This martial art may seem weak, but it is actually incredibly domineering. Only when all 108 meridians are fully opened and one possesses the Destructive Azure Flame can it be used.

Soon, Jin Shikai was surrounded by countless faint fireflies. The endless stream of tiny fireflies created a beautiful and artistic scene in everyone's eyes, causing them to squint and feel puzzled.

Could those seemingly weak flame particles really cause damage to Jin Shikai?

They had never seen such a strange move before.

"At first glance, I thought these were all fireflies!" Jin Shikai was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Sister Xintong, why didn't you tell your brother beforehand so that he could be prepared?"

"Enjoying joy in such a beautiful and elegant environment will surely be something we will remember for a lifetime."

"Explode!" Mo Xintong's expression was as cold as ice. She reached out and grasped with her slender hand. In an instant, countless fireflies seemed to come to life and rushed towards Jin Shikai's crotch, like a swarm of fireflies.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud...!

Immediately afterwards, seemingly weak fireflies exploded in Jin Shikai's crotch in an instant!

At that moment, it seemed as if space itself had exploded. Not long after the deafening explosion, a shrill scream, like that of a pig being slaughtered, echoed throughout the entire Yuanyang Martial Arts Square.

At this moment, the entire audience was stunned and speechless, their eyes filled with deep astonishment.

Unexpectedly, those fireflies, like volcanoes yet to erupt, would unleash a terrifying and astonishing force once they did!

Looking at Jin Shikai again, his face was contorted and contorted with pain, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"Ah... Mo... Xintong, you... you vicious woman, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

"what?"

Seeing Jin Shikai's extremely pained expression, Jin Yongbin suddenly stood up from his seat, his expression so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

He never expected that Mo Xintong, who was at the sixth level of Body Refinement, would be able to unleash such a powerful move.

Moreover, if I'm not mistaken, the purple flames on Mo Xintong's body are the long-lost bloodline inheritance power of the Mo family!

"Bastard!" Kim Young-bin's expression was ferocious, his fists clenched tightly.

I thought sending Jin Shikai would be foolproof, but I still miscalculated.

Just as Jin Yongbin was filled with rage, the remaining large number of purple fireflies suddenly rushed towards Jin Shikai's body, covering almost every corner of his body. They exploded one after another, and the enormous power they generated was astonishing.

After a long while, Jin Shikai's body crashed to the ground. Everyone stared at it, their expressions filled with astonishment.

Jin Shikai's entire body had been blown beyond recognition, a truly horrific sight. Even his mother would probably have difficulty recognizing him!

"Is Mo Xintong really only at the sixth level of Body Refinement? How can she be so strong?"

"No wonder she agreed so readily just now; she was hiding such a powerful move."

"Even I wouldn't dare to take such a move head-on; it's terrifying!"

Exclamations of surprise rang out, and many people still find it hard to believe.

Jin Shikai, a peak eighth-level Body Refinement cultivator, was actually defeated by Mo Xintong, a sixth-level Body Refinement cultivator, and suffered such a miserable defeat!

The Mo family members finally breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that their earlier worries were foolish.

How could such a powerful figure as the head of the family allow Mo Xintong to be in danger?

"Mo Xintong, what a vicious heart you have!"

The death of his younger brother ignited a burning rage within Kim Young-bin.

"The battle for the mineral vein was merely intended as a friendly exchange, to be stopped short of serious injury. Yet you, Mo Xintong, have resorted to murder. Your crime deserves death! Guards, execute Mo Xintong on the spot!"

The bodyguard standing behind Kim Young-bin immediately looked troubled: "Young Master, this...this might not be appropriate, right?"

"What's wrong with it?" Kim Young-bin said angrily, "Are you not even going to obey my orders?"

"Young master, please take a look at the audience seats first," the guard said quietly, his expression not very pleasant.

"The stands? What's so interesting about the stands?"

Even so, Kim Young-bin couldn't help but glance at the audience and was immediately shocked.

Most of the people present were staring coldly at him, their eyes seemingly burning with fire.

This quickly calmed Kim Young-bin down. He slowly sat back down in the sandalwood chair, his face extremely grim.

If there were no outsiders involved, Mo Xintong would have undoubtedly died in this incident.

But tens of thousands of spectators are not blind or deaf. If this really provokes public outrage, the situation will be difficult to resolve.

End of this chapter