C1133 The contest between the sword qi of the golden geng

"Good boy, you actually want to test me!"

Looking at the terrifying sword intent that was being emitted from Li Mu's two fingers, the corners of Mo Si's mouth curled up. He did not dodge and just stood there, allowing Li Mu's finger to touch his body.

"BOOM!"

Just as Li Mu's sword fingers landed on Mo Xu's body, Mo Xu suddenly stomped his right foot on the ground