Nine Dragons Supreme God

"Mo Yihan, I admit you are very strong, but to take on ten opponents at once is a bit too much of a risk."

Meng Zhiyong narrowed his eyes slightly: "However, this may be the only way to defeat you. If you lose, you will be eliminated. How about that?"

"Stop talking nonsense. If you're really capable, then let my brother eliminate you. Alright, hurry up and come at me all at once. I need to rush back to make lunch for my brother."

Mo Xintong smiled playfully and glanced disdainfully at Meng Zhiyong: "I just hope you don't get beaten up by my brother and end up crying for your parents later."

"you…"

"Fine, I'd like to see just how strong you really are, Mo Yihan!"

Meng Zhiyong's expression was not good. As the number one genius in the Body Refinement Realm of the Meng family, he was extremely proud and could not bear such humiliation.

"Although he was able to defeat Jin Dongliang in one move, he was still too arrogant!"

The group of Meng family disciples standing behind Meng Zhiyong were all grumbling indignant.

"Go tell my Jin family disciples to kill them without mercy." Jin Jingsong's face was extremely gloomy as he spoke to Jin Yehua beside him.

"Yes." Jin Yehua nodded emphatically, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes: "Don't worry, Patriarch, I will definitely avenge Yongbin and Dongliang!"

Although the Kim family was powerless to stop Kim Young-bin's death, they would never let go of the opportunity to deal with Mo Yihan.

It can be said that as long as Mo Yihan is in the Mo family, the Jin family will always be overshadowed by the Mo family. Moreover, Mo Yihan and the Jin family have a deep-seated hatred between them.

Since Mo Yihan is so arrogant, then let's grant his wish.

Jin Yehua knew that if he missed this opportunity, killing Mo Yihan would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Soon, the disciples from the Jin and Mo families gathered together, exchanged glances, and then nodded to each other.

The unity between the Jin and Meng families is all thanks to Mo Yihan.

The Mo family is destined to rise, which is also a sign that the Jin family and the Meng family are joining forces.

At this moment, a low-quality bronze longsword appeared in Mo Yihan's hand. He coldly surveyed the dozen or so Body Refinement Realm disciples, his eyes completely unmoved.

A strange light flickered in everyone's eyes.

It should be known that even non-sword cultivators know that the higher the quality of the sword in a sword cultivator's hand, the more they can unleash their swordsmanship skills.

A fine sword is paired with a master swordsman; this is an eternal truth. However, Mo Yihan casually chose a bronze sword of the most ordinary quality. Wasn't that a bit presumptuous?

This made all the participants, including Meng Zhiyong, feel a sense of shame.

So Mo Yihan didn't take any of them seriously at all...

That's far too arrogant!

"Go together!"

With a sharp shout from Meng Zhiyong, the dozen or so disciples quickly surrounded Mo Yihan, each with a fierce look in their eyes, and unleashed a variety of dazzling martial arts techniques in an instant.

Everyone acknowledged Mo Yihan's strength; even when outnumbered, he couldn't gain the upper hand.

A variety of dazzling martial arts techniques, like a raging storm, attacked Mo Yihan, making the hearts of tens of thousands of spectators in the audience jump to their throats, their eyes glued to the stage.

Faced with such a powerful barrage, even a genius at the ninth level of Body Refinement couldn't withstand it head-on. Everyone was eager to know how Mo Yihan would break the deadlock.

Mo Yihan stood straight as a spear, his expression unchanged.

"Minor Thousand Sword Technique!"

With a sharp shout, Mo Yihan drew his sword in an instant, his figure suddenly completing a 360-degree twist along with the sword in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

A sword light filled a circle, like an autumn pool or a ferocious sea beast emerging from the waves, its blood-red maw opening wide as it frantically tore at Meng Zhiyong and the others from all directions. All sorts of powerful martial arts techniques were shattered in an instant!

The terrifying sword light tore through space, slicing through the void, and arrived in an instant.

With a sudden crash, blood splattered everywhere. All the contestants were mercilessly sent flying by Mo Yihan's sword. Each of them suffered injuries of varying degrees, and their eyes all showed an expression of disbelief.

Even with more than a dozen people working together, they were still no match for Mo Yihan!

The scene fell into an eerie silence. Astonishment filled everyone's faces as they stared dumbfounded at the only figure standing on the stage, a figure as steadfast as a pine tree and as imposing as a mountain, seemingly forgetting even to breathe.

If before they only thought Mo Yihan was a martial arts genius, now, in people's eyes, Mo Yihan is definitely a prodigy, no less than the true prodigies of the imperial city!

The members of the Jin and Meng families also showed expressions of shock and horror, their hearts sinking to the bottom.

With Mo Yihan's meteoric rise to power, how should his family conduct itself in the future?

Should they continue to be hostile to the Mo family, or should they yield, or even curry favor?

At this moment, all sorts of thoughts raced through their minds, making it difficult for them to make up their minds.

"Whoosh!"

Just as people were in shock, Mo Yihan moved again, instantly appearing beside the stunned Jin Yehua. His five fingers formed a claw, directly gripping Jin Yehua's head, his palm seemingly containing immense power.

In the next instant, the sound of bones shattering and even exploding rang out. Before Jin Yehua could even feel fear, his head had already been crushed by Mo Yihan!

In an instant, bright red blood and grayish-white brain matter seeped out from the shattered skull.

Witnessing that horrific and bloody scene, everyone present felt a chill run down their spines, their bodies going cold from head to toe!

Some people even felt their stomachs churning and could barely hold back from vomiting.

Mo Yihan is too decisive in killing, and even somewhat cruel!

But why did he choose to kill Jin Yehua?

"Mo Yihan, you heartless and insane bastard!"

Jin Jingsong's expression was worse than if he had eaten a hundred pounds of fly droppings. He jumped up from the sandalwood chair and angrily pointed at Mo Yihan.

"Even if Jin Yehua offended you, your ruthlessness and cruelty are simply insane..."

He wanted to angrily curse Mo Yihan as a "mad dog," but when he remembered that Mo Yihan's status was no longer what it used to be, he felt a jolt in his heart and swallowed the last word.

"Mo Yihan, you've gone too far!"

"The villain succeeds!"

The Jin family disciples glared angrily at Mo Yihan, feeling a surge of resentment.

From the moment the Jin family colluded with the Blood-Clad Marquis and Jun Ruma died, the Mo family had been targeting them.

To this day, the Jin family has failed to exact revenge and has instead been oppressed even more thoroughly and blatantly.

The Jin family's reputation seemed to have been shattered into pieces!

"Why, why must my Ye Hua die? What did he do wrong?!"

Jin Yehua's father, Jin Ziliang, was furious, his whole body filled with hatred.

“There was murderous intent in his eyes, murderous intent toward me and Xintong. Just that alone is enough to make Jin Yehua die a hundred times over.”