The silver needle rain was as fast as lightning, and it shot towards Mo Wuyou quickly, just like millions of meteors passing by quickly and quickly in a cloudy day, which suddenly caught people off guard.

"Only overestimate one's own abilities!"

Mo Wuyou's red figure swayed lightly, and took a few steps in the air, so fast that only the heavy shadow could be seen, like a red giant python, facing its edge.

Before the needle light shot out of the sword energy touched Mo Wuyou's body, it was entangled by a red aura, and it immediately drifted like smoke and dust.

"Beigong Han, fifteen years, you are not the only one who can make progress!" Mo Wuyou looked at Beigong Han's stunned eyes and smiled proudly, "In another hundred years, you can't beat me!"

After laughing for a while, he slightly calmed down, waved his long sleeves, and held the sword tightly and swung it towards Beigong Han.

While the two met, Beigong Lingyun and the others also drew their swords and went up one after another.

After a month of hard practice, they didn't believe it. Mo Wuyou could still laugh!

Several dazzling sword lights shot towards Mo Wuyou, but when they fell on him, they turned into nothing and disappeared.

Beigong Lingyun gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it! He is invulnerable!"

"It's not that he is invulnerable to swords and guns, but that his true energy is too strong, and we cannot pass through the true energy and hurt him!" Beigong Han explained.

Mo Wuyou smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "The clown jumping!"

He waved his palm to Beigong Han, and the other palm hit Beigong Lingyun and the others.

With a few bangs, everyone fell to the ground with a palm, and was seriously injured, and their chests were filled with blood.

"Puff!" All the people actually spit out a mouthful of blood, and a few soldiers who were slightly more killed on the spot!

"Oh my god! What's the matter!" Everyone looked up when they heard the sound and saw Xigong Jinghong with a confused look on his face.

Beigong Han looked up and said, "It's great. Xigong Jinghong has come out of seclusion. It seems that Beigong Qianqiu and the others are about to come too!"

"Why don't you see what situation yourself?" The only one who is still so arrogant when facing the prince of a country is still so arrogant.

Xigong Jinghong glanced at Mo Wuyou in the sky and complained: "Aren't you tired of being in the sky all the time?"

...

Silent.

Xigong Jinghong coughed awkwardly, began to move his muscles and bones, and said, "It seems that I have to do it!"

"Are you tired of living?" Mo Wuyou narrowed his phoenix eyes and smiled coldly, "Before taking down Beiming Kingdom, it will be nice to take down Xiyu Kingdom."

Upon hearing this, Xigong Jinghong swallowed a little timidly, immediately bowed to him and said:

"Master Mo, I know that my martial arts are not as good as you, but in order to win the heart of my beloved girl, I have to fight my life. I will ask you to show mercy later..."

Yu Luo, the people who fell to the ground almost burst into blood, thinking that he had what he could do! He was so cowardly!

Mo Wuyou gently curled the corners of his lips and said, "I like people who know each other. If you have any skills, just use them. I will leave you to say your last words in one breath."

"Thank you." Xigong Jinghong said solemnly.

"Xigong Jinghong! Do you have any backbone?" Beigong Lingyun shouted at him. Although he is not from Beiming Kingdom, he still feels so embarrassing!

"I didn't have it!" Xigong Jinghong looked at him with a cowardly face, "You can do it!"

"You!" Beigong Lingyun was angry and vomited faintly.

Even if you don’t get beaten to death by Mo Wuyou today, you will be angry to death by Xigong Jinghong!

Xigong Jinghong frowned slightly, held his breath and concentrated, and suddenly a large number of particles appeared in the air and headed towards the sky.

Beigong Lingyun looked closely and saw that this was a steel ball!

"This little bit of weak chicken beads is useful..."

Xigong Jinghong gently curled the corners of his lips, and saw him raise his hand and clench his fists quickly. The round steel balls quickly turned into sharp blades, covering the sky and the sun, like silver butterflies.

Xigong Jinghong controlled the blade to attack Mo Wuyou.

Once this skill is released, there is no way back. Ordinary masters can be smashed into pieces. Although they cannot chop peerless masters like Mo Wuyou into meat sauce, at least most of them can hurt him!

Everyone was shocked. Xigong Jinghong used such a vicious trick!

Mo Wuyou's pupils shrank and he finally became serious.

He gritted his teeth secretly: "I really hate the magical skill of the golden dynasty..."

Xigong Jinghong curled up the corner of his lips and teased: "God gave divine power, just say you're envious."

When ordinary people see such dense blades, they only think of despair. As long as they fall on themselves, they will be cut into pieces in an instant!

But in Mo Wuyou's eyes, it's not a big problem.

If the day could be brighter and the blade reflected the sunshine, it would have blinded his eyes directly! Unfortunately, the clouds are now covered with dark clouds...

Before the flashing blade approached Mo Wuyou, he was swung by his long sleeves and threw it to the ground.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The blade was embedded in the ground, cracking the narrow gap, and everyone was sweating profusely.

"Xigong Jinghong! Are you his enemy or teammate!" Beigong Lingyun shouted and complained, and supported a circle of barriers with Beigong Han's exercise to avoid being "attacked" by him.

Now it was Mo Wuyou's turn to be proud: "What kind of magical power is not rare, I can still defeat you without magical power!"

But the blades all over the sky seemed endless, and some new ones were swung down, as if they were endless.

The blades are very small, and with the magical skill of Xigong Jinghong's golden magic, the blades are very flexible, like a living butterfly, and it is simply troublesome.

Seeing that Mo Wuyou was a little panicked, Xigong Jinghong gently curled the corners of his lips. It was enough for him to trap Mo Wuyou for a while!

"Annoying!" Mo Wuyou waved his sleeves hundreds of times, and the endless blades finally became fewer.

Seeing the tiny blades that were still astonishing, Mo Wuyou made seals on his hand, and with a roar in the air, a red wave of light shook out from him.

Suddenly, the entire emperor seemed to tremble a few times, and all the blades fell to the ground in one go.

Xigong Jinghong was stunned for a moment, and immediately stopped the blade and turned into a round steel ball to fall to the ground.

He was gasping for breath, still in shock, almost causing a disaster! This blade could chop half of the people in the imperial capital into pieces!

Although he was said to have come out of seclusion, the skill of creating something out of nothing and turning something into nothing is not very proficient. He just arrived and had no time to practice.

Mo Wuyou also gasped slightly, and raised a sarcastic smile at him, but his fists were clenched involuntarily.

Beigong Lingyun suddenly thought of something, looked up at him and said, "Hey, where is your white tiger!"

Beigong Qianqiu and Chu Jiaoxing's force surged when they got the help of Xuanwu. If Xigong Jinghong could have the White Tiger to help...

Xigong Jinghong looked embarrassed and said, "This is the matter of Beiming Kingdom, it doesn't care!"

He sneaked over because of Chu Jiaoxing's friendship. If Baihu knew about it, he would definitely tear him, a nosy guy, to pieces!

Beigong Lingyun sighed, suddenly his ear moved, gently curled the corners of his lips, and said to Mo Wuyou: "Mo Wuyou! You are very skilled in martial arts, so let others come and play with you."
Chapter completed!