Chapter 880: The Battle is Decided

Everyone's gazes were directed towards the sky, this moment seemed to have reached the final moment of truth.

Was Lin Mo's battle power heaven-defying, defeating the impossible Wei Wenxuan, or was Wei Wenxuan defying Lin Mo as usual? Everyone was this curious inside.

"Raging Dragon Battle Again!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wei Wenxuan shouted in a deep voice, and the remaining twenty-odd Thunderbolt Frenzy Dragons, as if they were infused with newborn power, quickly charged towards Lin Mo.

And the thunder power around them also transformed into a single attack, blasting towards Lin Mo.

"Fang Lie, battle!"

In the end, a blue light swept out from within Wei Wenxuan's body, which instantly transformed into a man surrounded by thunder and lightning, and all around him surged with all the power of thunder.

And the thunder power from the Wind Thunder Yaqin was instantly poured into his body, causing him to become more and more powerful.

"Is that still Wei Wenxuan's battle soul, finally using it."

"What kind of battle soul is this?"

"It seems like in past cut-throat battles, he rarely summoned his battle soul."

"Yes, the strength of his Imperial Soul Master has never been displayed so much."

......

The crowd all exclaimed in shock at the sight of this thunder-drenched figure.

"Young Master Xuan is putting his best foot forward, this Lin Mo is truly exceptional." The Wei family's senior, looking at this battle spirit, murmured.

Boom!

The thunder-encrusted battle spirit, after absorbing enough thunder power, was charging towards Lin Mo above, his body encircled with thunder, his momentum was like rushing thunder, very strong.

"Wanting to defeat me, fool's errand!"

Wei Wenxuan's voice contained an extremely powerful confidence.

It was just that Lin Mo above him, but his face was calm, and the long sword that was filled with monstrous blood qi was still swinging down towards the bottom.

The terrifying power of blood qi swept out like a storm.

The blood sword in this state had absorbed the power of more than twenty berserk dragons, and its power was much stronger than the one it had just unleashed.

"Break for me!"

Boom!

The hundred-metre blood sword in Lin Mo's hand tore through the air, entrapping the power of monstrous blood qi, and ruthlessly chopped down, a force that crashed through the sky and split the earth, instantly pouring down.

When the blood sword struck the remaining twenty-odd berserk dragons, a deafening sound erupted in the heavens and earth.

Even this sound was like a storm that swept across the entire field.

The crowd was then shocked to see that the blood sword in Lin Mo's hand instantly crumbled apart.

"Lin Mo lost?"

"Yes, after all, he couldn't beat Wei Wenxuan."

"The long-famous Wei Wenxuan is still slightly better."

......

Seeing this scene, the crowd said one after another, and the people on the Wei Clan's side were also excited.

This battle was finally won by Wei Wenxuan.

However, their expressions hadn't lasted for a second, when an extremely terrifying force erupted in the sky, and a terrifying force that swept across the six directions swept away from the place where the blood sword crumbled.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The twenty-odd wild dragons that had charged out in anger were instantly crushed by this force, and even the War Soul Fang Lie, who had come charging in with the power of thunder in his body, was also fiercely blasted away by this force.

"Impossible!"

Wei Wenxuan's face was shocked, he was only more than ten metres away from the centre of the collision, but he could still feel the terrifying power of the crumbling blood sword.

The strength of this power was so strong that he couldn't believe it.

Boom!

However, no matter how much he couldn't accept it, the power that swept across the Six Hexagrams and Eight Wastelands still swept down.

Even Wei Wenxuan, who was wielding the Wei Clan's double best, was unable to resist it.

After a muffled sound, Wei Wenxuan's figure was hit like a heavy blow and flew down viciously directly from the sky, and above him, Lin Mo's figure suddenly swept.

Before he could smash into the ground, a foot fiercely blasted up.

"Kid, how dare you!"

Seeing this scene, on the side of the Wei Clan's senior management, they were instantly furious.

But this moment happened too quickly, and even though they had already incurred a furious rebuke, Lin Mo's foot still ruthlessly blasted on top of Wei Wenxuan's chest.

Boom! Boom!

After two loud bangs, one of the walls of the Wei Clan's residence instantly crumbled, and an earth pit more than ten metres wide appeared there.

In the middle of the pit, Wei Wenxuan was lying weakly and angrily in the centre, his face, which was originally windy and handsome, had long since gone as pale as paper, only for extreme anger to still permeate it.

Lin Mo, on the other hand, had a foot on top of his chest.

"I said, one day, I will trample all of the pride of, ruthlessly under my feet." Lin Mo looked down at the angry Wei Wenxuan.

"You can't win against me at all!" Wei Wenxuan said in a deep, angry voice.

He could feel that if his Angry Dragon Frenzy still had forty-nine Frenzied Dragons, Lin Mo's blood sword would definitely not be able to shatter it.

Then the loser of this clash would definitely be Lin Mo, he trusted his judgement.

Lin Mo shook his head and smiled coldly: "That's what you think."

"You think that this is my full strength?"

Hearing these words, Wei Wenxuan's entire body instantly wilted, he was also overwhelmed by anger.

He knew quite a lot about Lin Mo, he even knew all of Lin Mo's battles, this Blood Sword Battle of the Eight Wastelands wasn't his strongest tactic at all.