In the mirror world, a seventh-level tiger roared and swooped over at an extremely fast speed.

Gu Yusheng's white robe was fluttering in the strong wind. Although the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​​​blood changed up and down, left and right, he was not afraid. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and turned a blind eye to the tiger charging in front of him. He used his sword to

Gui Ling Gourd.

The moment the tiger appeared behind him, he suddenly shouted:

"cut!"

The sword comes out of the spirit gourd.

An arc of sword energy drove the tiger's head to the sky.

Gu Yusheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely bright, his figure flew into the air, he held the sword and rotated, drew an arc with the tip of the sword, made a hand gesture with his left hand, and stabbed a sword somewhere in the sky.

"break!"

The sword glowed everywhere.

The beautiful world was like a mirror that suddenly shattered, black ink spilled all over the sky, and the sea of ​​blood and mountains of corpses turned into nothingness.

At this moment.

A golden fist shadow appeared above Gu Yusheng. Cangxin Yuan, riding a tiger in the sky, stared at Gu Yusheng coldly, with pleasure on his lips.

"Punch me!"

Gu Yusheng's face was illuminated by the golden shadow of the fist. In a daze, Gu Yusheng saw a beautiful shadow floating in the distance. There was anxiety in Mo Wanyun's eyes, as if he was annoyed that he was a step too late.

Gu Yusheng raised the corner of his mouth, his clothes were flowing, his long hair was flowing back, and he was holding a sword in both hands.

He smiled heartily and said:

"Bald donkey, take my sword too!"

A golden sword lotus swallows, and the eight dragons on the sword show their true shadows.

A stack of swords came out.

Golden lotus wheel.

The shadow of the fist bumped into the golden lotus.

It's like two Buddha images competing for height.

When Cangxin Yuan's face was dull, he saw Qinglian coming out of the shadow of the fist again.

Cangxin Ape stepped on the tiger's back, punched twice with great speed, used his strength to perform a harrier flip, and floated back to the spirit boat. However, as soon as he stood still, he was choked by a white jade sword.

Mo Wanyun's eyes were cold, his black hair was floating in the air, and he was wiping his neck with the sword.

At this time, a sound of piano sound came, which blocked most of the sword energy.

"Little junior sister, don't be impulsive."

A beautiful sound passed into Mo Wanyun's ears.

Mo Wanyun's figure floated, like a cloud falling on the road outside the mountain.

Cangxin Yuan's neck was bleeding profusely, and the fine sword marks made him break out in a cold sweat.

He stared at Mo Wanyun floating away.

But he just happened to see the seventh-level tiger he had tamed being swallowed by Gu Yusheng's Qinglian and turned into a ball of blood mist.

This guy has such a powerful sword energy!

This girl has such a strong killing intent.

The move just now turned out to be a method of risking death.

"stop!"

Several powerful figures floated over.

anyway.

There cannot be any conflict between the Holy Court and the Holy Land of Brahma.

"Mo Wanyun, you are so brave!"

Mo Xing shouted loudly.

Then he looked at Gu Yusheng, his face turned cold, he secretly raised his sleeves, and a surging spiritual power rolled towards the sword ladder outside the mountain, taking the opportunity to break the blood sea corpse mountain that Gu Yusheng had condensed with his sword intent.

A strong wind blows.

The blood mist dispersed.

A dark force struck Gu Yusheng.

Mo Wanyun's eyelashes fluttered slightly. She looked at Mo Xing with a look of disbelief. She tiptoed and appeared in front of Gu Yusheng.

"The rest of my life."

She looked back at Gu Yusheng and smiled.

It's like a farewell.

Gu Yusheng had long sensed a murderous intention that could threaten his life. Suddenly he saw Mo Wanyun standing in front of him. His eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and he decided to sacrifice his life. He turned his body into a sword, and there was a book box on his back.

Thousands of sacred scriptures gathered in one place.

"Miss Mo, if the sky is falling, it's my turn to hold it up for you!"

Gu Yusheng smiled solemnly.

The dragon-slaying sword in his hand screamed, and the sword light shot into the sky.

"Mo Xing!"

Chu Lige shouted, she wanted to rescue, but it was still too late.

Under Gu Yusheng's feet, a mass of black ink appeared strangely and was about to engulf him. Mo Wanyun's figure was placed in a book box by Gu Yusheng.

"The rest of my life."

Mo Wanyun bit his teeth and waved the white jade sword in his hand, making the same whining sound.

Same direction and one heart.

The sword was broken on the same day!

I would like to go to hell together.

At this moment.

Inside the book box, two sword spirits, one pink and one white, flew out, and a picture of a sword carrying a sword emitted a strange light like a scroll. A suction force emerged, sucking Gu Yusheng and Mo Wanyun into the sword carrying picture.

On the sword ladder, only the bookcase was bright, resisting the black abyss and not being swallowed into another world.

Zheng!

At the same time.

A powerful sword energy descended from the clouds in the sky.

boom!

The sword fell and chopped Mo Yuan into pieces.

Huh!

A green figure emerged from the sword's cage.

The sword boy Jingzhe has appeared in front of Mo Xing, and it will take two hundred years for his sword to be unsheathed!

A snort.

The sword mercilessly penetrated Mo Xing's Confucian aura of defense.

Blood seeped onto the ground along the sword.

Jingzhe pointed his sword at the sky.

Boom!

Bursts of thunder.

The storm howled.

An autumn rain falls from the sky!

Jingzhe has passed spring.

Autumn is late!

Back Mountain Sword Boy.

He actually became a great monk in the Nine Realms of God Transformation in this way!

Tens of thousands of monks in the Holy Academy were shocked.

"Ahem..."
To be continued...