Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

Mo Qianqian did not plan on slowly fighting a battle of attrition with his opponent.    

"Rumble!"    

Thunder rumbled, a hurricane was mighty, sweeping in all directions!    

At that instant, even the entire world started to shake. The clouds in the sky endlessly rolled, and in an instant, it was as black as ink, obscuring the sun in the horizon.    

In an instant, indescribable energy fluctuations exploded out from the arena. It swept outwards with a force that could topple mountains and overturn the seas, forcing everyone outside the arena to involuntarily retreat several dozen feet, as they were afraid of being affected.    

Sensing the shocking energy fluctuations, looking at the strange phenomenon in the sky, Li Kuang was extremely shocked, he said fearfully: "Sister Qianqian is so strong, if she had used the Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire at the crater of the volcano, I would have been dead for sure!"    

As someone who was proficient in fire control, Li Kuang thought that he understood a lot about the Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire, but upon seeing it, he couldn't help but admit that his knowledge was still lacking!    

Tang Xiaodao and the rest were all shocked as they exclaimed.    

"Sisters Qianqian is too strong, the heaven and earth fire is too powerful!"    

"Indeed, even if it's us, we can't resist it!"    

"Extreme Fire Pulse is indeed extraordinary!"    

"That's good too. If it's like this, I won't have any face to be cocky anymore."    

"Right, do you think Zhangsun Wenshu can withstand this attack?"    

This kind of strong spirit fire has completely surpassed the scope of the air control. Even if it's just normal Shape-forming State, you still have to be careful.    

"Indeed, it would be difficult for eldest grandson Wen Shu to accept it. Of all the people I know, there is only one person who can guarantee that he will be able to handle this trick. "    

"Who is it? There was actually such a person? Our Sichuan and Qing Dynasties's strongest Tong Junming might not even be able to handle him. Tang San, who is the person you are talking about? "    

"Chu Mo! Even though Chu Mo's realm is just Air Control, that fellow has countless of cards in his hands, so he can really handle this natural fire. "    

Other than Chu Mo, no one thought that any other air control would be able to withstand this move from Mo Qianqian.    

At least, his eldest grandson, Wen Shu, would not be able to receive it!    

Although the eldest grandson, Wen Shu, did not want to admit defeat, he had to admit that it would be really difficult for him to withstand this move.    

Especially as the raging flames got closer and closer, Zhangsun Wenshu became increasingly uncertain.    

Unfortunately, the current him had no other choice but to fight.    

"Forget it, I'll just go all out!"    

The eldest grandson Wen Shu gritted his teeth and a Long sword appeared in his hands.    

Once the Long sword appeared, the Sword Qi surged, causing Zhangsun Wenshu's aura to skyrocket once again.    

Holy Instrument!    

Only Holy Instrument was able to do this!    

The eldest grandson, Wen Shu, no longer held anything back and unhesitatingly used his Holy Instrument and Long sword s.    

"If you can't block an all-out attack, you can only reveal your final move ahead of time!"    

The eldest grandson, Wen Shu, had no choice but to go all out to block Mo Qianqian's attack with all of his strength.    

"Kill!"    

With that shout, the Long sword rose!    

The eldest grandson Wen Shu danced with his Long sword, the golden light shone brightly, and condensed Sword Light at the tip of his sword.    

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhangsun Wenshu slashed out.    

This sword strike was incomparably sharp, and it sliced through the air as if it was a shocking rainbow.    

Suddenly, an incomparably large Sword Light appeared in the air. Although it was illusory, it was peerlessly domineering, as if it had come from beyond the nine heavens, and it slashed towards Mo Qianqian with great fury.    

This sword strike was like the slash of a Deity, carrying the wails of ghosts and gods, causing one's entire body to turn cold.    

The sound of thunder shook the world as the gigantic sword slashed down.    

"Rumble!"    

Spirit fire and the sword clashed in the air, producing the sound of thunder from the ninth heaven.    

Suddenly, boundless energy fluctuations surged down like the raging sea and swept through the sky, setting off a terrifying hurricane of explosions that swept through the area.    

Even though they were separated by a great distance, the crowd could feel the soul-shaking power. Their faces all changed drastically as they were filled with fear.    

If it was like this outside the stage, then what was the point in being here?    

At this time, Mo Qianqian and Zhangsun Wenshu were both wrapped up in the hurricane, surrounded by a frightening amount of power.    

"Pu!"    

At this moment, someone spat out blood and then flew backwards.    

Everyone looked up and were shocked to discover that the person was actually Zhangsun Wenshu!    

The current eldest grandson, Wen Shu, no longer had his previous arrogance and elegance. His entire body was dripping with blood, his hair was disheveled, his face was disheveled, and his aura was weak and weak. He looked extremely miserable.