Chapter 778: Light Spirit's Defeat

The crowd followed Lin Mo's gaze and saw that Lightning Spirit was already white, with blood spilling out from the corner of her mouth, and the severity of her moves had long since been inferior to the moment she had just started.

Seeing that Lin Mo's side had defeated Li Wushuang, Fang Fan was not furious, instead, his face was serious and he was thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

Finally, his gaze turned to one of the old disciples who were on the lookout.

"I'm relying on you guys!"

He said inwardly.

Then the moves became even more severe, and strong attacks continued to erupt.

"Senior Sister Lightning hold on, I'm coming to help!"

Lin Mo shouted in a deep voice, his body directly swept out, and Mu Jiu Ge's eyes glazed over as he also followed and stormed over.

When Fang Fan saw Lin Mo and the two of them coming up, his eyes changed, both fists were suddenly withdrawn, and then his figure was suddenly illusory for a few moments, and a bizarre power spread out on his body.

"Thousand Soul Flash!"

Fang Fan shouted in a deep voice, the bizarre power around him exploded to the extreme, his figure then carried a strong force, flashing past Lightning's body, the terrifying and bizarre power made Lightning unable to resist at all.

Poof!

In the next moment, Fang Fan had already appeared behind Lightning, while Lightning was spewing out a mouthful of blood before her delicate body fell down powerlessly.

Seeing this, Lin Mo immediately swept over and held her in his arms.

"Senior Sister Lightning!"

Lin Mo shouted anxiously.

"I'm sorry, I still can't hold on, Fang Fan is too strong."

At this moment, Lightning's face was as pale as paper, and her small mouth, which should have been sexy and charming, was already covered in crimson blood.

"Senior Sister Lightning!"

The people of the Cold Ice Pavilion were also holding up their injured bodies and rushed over.

"Lin Mo remembers today's favour!"

After handing over Lightning's body to Yan Ruyu and the others, Lin Mo no longer hesitated and directly impacted towards Fang Fan in the sky.

"Haha, Lin Mo, your thousand calculations were ultimately wrong."

Fang Fan suddenly laughed out loud.

"Even if you defeat all of our members, so what? As long as I don't lose, you'll never be able to change your fate of defeat!"

At this moment, Fang Fan stood above the sky, and his eyes, which were filled with maniacal intent, swept the many new disciples below the field.

Although there were also forty to fifty of these people, their strength was not worth mentioning in his opinion, and the only ones with some fighting power were just Lin Mo and Mu Jiu Ge.

But these two, were clearly not his opponents.

The many new disciples under the field, seeing this scene, were also a bit scared, Fang Fan was the third leader of the Dragon City Association, his strength and all aspects were far from being comparable to a young master like Li Wushuang.

Lin Mo came beside Mu Jiu Ge and looked at Fang Fan with a grave expression.

"You step back first, I'll take the top."

Lin Mo whispered to Mu Jiu Ge.

It was just that Mu Jiu Ge was a bit offended, only to see him respond, "Even though I'm not on the right side of you, I'll help you in this battle, as a way to help our new disciples fight for face."

"So, even if I lose the battle, I will still go all out."

"But, I can't lose!" Lin Mo said in a deep voice, "I'm letting you go down so that you can stabilise the army, I need everyone to work together to have a chance to win!"

"Good, I hope you're true to your word!"

Mu Jiu Ge looked deeply at Lin Mo, then directly rushed into the crowd below.

On Fang Fan's side, when he saw that Mu Jiu Ge 'abandoned' Lin Mo and walked away, he scoffed again, "Even your companion chose to give up, so you should also tie your hands."

As he spoke, a strange ball of power slowly surged in Fang Fan's hand, and his pair of gazes that seemed to perceive everything swept the many old disciples in the periphery.

And then he said in a deep voice, "All of you have been watching the theatre for a long time, don't you intend to enter the theatre?"

"If you can stop these weaklings from joining forces against me, I, Dragon City, will promise to give each of you ten thousand Yuan Spirit Pearls."

The old disciples in the periphery were all slightly moved when they heard this.

Right away, quite a few of them walked out, but there was still a considerable portion of them that stood still and did not move.

"Twenty thousand Yuan Spirit Beads!"

Fang Fan continued, after finishing he looked at Lin Mo, "I know what's in your mind, you want to unite the strength of the crowd and defeat me? But I won't give you the chance."

"I can give them enough Yuan Spirit Beads to help me, what are you going to fight me with!"

Boom!

Lin Mo's face also changed drastically, and in the next moment, he stopped stopping and his figure directly swept towards Fang Fan.

The majestic Heaven and Earth Yuan Power erupted like a storm, but Fang Fan on the opposite side coldly smiled, and that bizarre power surged once again.

Although Lin Mo's Heavenly Dragon Yuan Power was strong, under the suppression of Fang Fan's power, it appeared much smaller.

"Blood Sword Battle of the Eight Wastelands!"

Lin Mo once again condensed the blood sword in his hand, only to see a monstrous blood fury aura spreading throughout the entire sky, and the heaven and earth Yuan Power around him boiled up crazily.

Lin Mo's eyes were permeated with a kind of firmness that had me invincible.

Only this kind of eyes, in Fang Fan's eyes, was something laughable.