He hadn’t yet found the time to cause trouble for this person, yet this person just handed himself over on a silver platter.
What could it be if not that he was courting death?
“We don’t know who is going to die yet.” Ding Tingding stuck out a fair and long finger, wagging it in mid-air.
Subsequently, he looked Mo Lian up and down before clicking his tongue.
A sneer slipped past the man’s lips as he slowly enunciated, “Crown Prince Mo. After accepting a generous gift, this one will naturally keep my promise. This one will take your honorable life.”
Mo Lian involuntarily sniggered, five flame clusters dancing about his raised fingers.
Ding Tingding’s chuckle also deepened, and he abruptly flung out a wriggling snakelet.
Unfortunately, before it could reach Mo Lian, it was burnt to ashes by a cluster of flames.
“If I defeat you, how about you gift me this good-looking skin of yours?” While blinking his eyes, Ding Tingding beseeched, “The little lady would definitely be very happy if I use your human skin to produce a pretty drum for her.”
Mo Lian was unwilling to respond to this person’s inferior tricks. You think a mere few threats could shake his immovable heart? That was too hilarious.
“You had better first contemplate whether you have the chance to live on if you lose to me.”
A wave of flames abruptly fell immediately afterwards. The two people flew forward, and the slender, jet-black Raven Moon sword clashed against a glittering green sword.
That sword was actually created from a vine, but it was exceptionally sturdy.
A great spiritual cultivator that grasped the wood spirit?
He truly had underestimated this petty thief!
Mo Lian’s eyes flickered as he ensheathed Raven Moon with his fire spirit, causing a horrifying spiritual energy aura to directly pounce at his opponent.
Crackle! The red flames suddenly turned purple as they enveloped the green vine sword in Ding Tingding’s hand, instantly burning it into ashes.
“A formidable fire spirit. Is it grade-one spiritual fire?” After blinking his eyes with a chuckle, Ding Tingding directly whipped the ground with five to six vines that abruptly shot out of his sleeve.
In response, Mo Lian rapidly leaped up to evade those vines that had swept over.
When his purple flame landed on those vines that were wriggling like snakes, it instantly scorched them into pieces.
“As expected, it is still too difficult to battle grade-nine spiritual fire with a grade-eight wood spirit. Then… try my spiritual weapon!” Ding Tingding muttered to himself, “Try my heaven-and-earth treasure bell. This is a magic weapon that has been forcefully sealed as a level-15 spiritual weapon. Its original realm is beyond that!”
Ding Tingding called out childishly, “Take that!”
In the blink of an eye, a huge black big bell jumped out from his conscious and threatened to come down on Mo Lian.
If the bell trapped him inside, the ensuing brutality would truly be the death of him.
Mo Lian tugged his lips into a sneer as he whisked his sleeves.
Was there a reason to not meet an enemy’s attack when the enemy was bearing down on him menacingly?
No matter what, he couldn’t lose to this petty thief!
Suddenly, his figure flashed. When he appeared again, he was already in front of the heaven-earth treasure bell.
He then formed several complex hand seals that were indiscernible to the naked eye at a rapid speed.
A pitch-black, ink-colored lotus flower that was emitting a dim light suddenly floated into appearance in his hand. It looked as light as a feather, as if it was completely unable to withstand a single blow.
Yet in truth, when it collided with the heaven-and-earth treasure bell that came with a vengeance…
After Mo Lian’s lotus flower strike sent the heaven-and earth treasure bell flying backwards several meters, it started spiraling around in mid-air.
