When the Broken Sword was in hand, Mo Que suddenly seemed to be a different person, his face was calm, neither happy nor sad.
"But if you cut off the sword, what can you change?"
Qin Yuanming shook his head slightly when he saw the broken sword in Mo Que's hand that was stained with rust and had been penetrated by a unicorn, leaving several gaps.
Not to mention a broken sword, even if Mo Que was given a divine sword now, he would still be confident that he would be invincible.
At this moment, there were several horrified cries from the audience, which made him frown slightly and look down the stage.
Among the people in the audience, there were many people carrying long swords on their backs. At this time, the long swords behind those people were trembling uncontrollably, as if they were afraid, but also worshiping, as if they were about to be unsheathed.
"Our sword is affected by Mo Que's sword heart?"
"What a terrifying sword intention. What is Mo Que's sword intention? It can actually cause all the swords to roar in unison!"
Looking at the sword in front of the audience was like seeing a tiger cub, trembling constantly. The people who practiced the sword all changed their colors and felt horrified.
You must know that the sword is the life of the swordsman. The sword in the hands of each swordsman is intertwined with their life. Even if an ordinary person takes the sword, it will be difficult to control it.
But at this moment, Mo Que stood on the stage, and the sword intention revealed could cause all the swords to tremble. This shows that Mo Que's sword intention and sword realm at this moment have reached an extremely terrifying level.
"Above the unity of man and sword, the realm of ten thousand swords?" Qin Yuanming finally moved, his face no longer calm, showing a bit of solemnity.
Although he is not a swordsman, he also knows that after the sword becomes one, the sword will reach the realm of ten thousand swords. With his powerful sword intention, he can influence ten thousand swords and use all things as swords.
At this moment, Mo Que has stepped into the realm of ten thousand swords, and it is his sword intention that can affect the surrounding swords.
"Since the Sword Tower, apart from Ning Chen, there will be one more evildoer who has stepped into the Ten Thousand Sword Realm!"
Far outside another city, Lou Yuchen, a disciple of Daoge who was an old enemy of Jianlou, let out a helpless sigh.
"Forget it!" Although Qin Yuanming was surprised, it did not mean he was afraid.
His powerful vitality surged, and this time, the vitality turned into nine rocs, and the size of each roc was more than double the previous one.
"Swordsmanship is just a means. As long as your foundation is still martial arts, I will definitely kill you!" As Qin Yuanming roared, nine pengs came out.
The three hundred and sixty-five major acupoints on his body suddenly dimmed a lot, which showed that he had used all his strength, which also caused a great drain on his vitality.
"Boom!"
All the nine pengs came out together, and the sky and the earth were pale. All those who witnessed the battle at this moment, just looking at the momentum, felt that their hands and feet were weak and their whole bodies were cold.
Mo Que was speechless at this moment. The sword bone, which had been refined by the golden sword energy, resonated with the sword in his hand, becoming one and the same.
"Buzz!"
The sword in his hand made a sword roar, like thunder from the nine heavens suddenly rising, and like a dragon's roar shaking the sky.
"Wu Yang!"
The six postures of the Sun Sword unified into one, one sword can break through all kinds of magic and strike forward with a bang!
"puff!"
The roc that was the first to fly was silently shattered under his sword, turned into vitality, and scattered away.
"He killed a roc with just one sword. What kind of sword intention does Mo Que have to be so domineering?"
Everyone in the audience was terrified.
Qin Yuanming's face darkened, and he activated the remaining eight birds to attack crazily.
"Boom boom boom——"
This arena was already in dilapidated condition, but eight roosters several feet long swooped in unison, making the place shake, as if the apocalypse was coming.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Mo Que fired several swords in a row, and with each sword strike, a bird would be killed.
Sun Kendo is so devastating that nothing seems to be able to stop it!
However, as one of the supreme secret arts of the Taoist Palace, the Illusion Roc Technique is no small matter. When Mo Que killed nine roc birds with his sword, his body was also pierced by the roc bird's claws, leaving several bloody holes.
You must know that his martial body is usually difficult to be injured. If it weren't for the powerful Taoist palace secret skills, it would have been impossible for him to be injured so seriously.
"Whoa!"
After killing the last roc, Mo Que stepped in front of Qin Yuanming, cut off the sword in his hand, and moved forward indomitably!
"I, a disciple of Dao Palace, will never lose to a martial artist!"
While Qin Yuanming was shouting, the acupoints on his body were connected by rays of light one after another, and Mo Que's Broken Sword was directly connected to his face.
The arena was in dilapidated condition, and even if he had a chance to step forward, he could no longer avoid it and could only take it head-on.
"boom!"
With a slash of the sword, the two of them stepped back at the same time.
Mo Que had multiple blood holes on his body and was dripping with blood.
On the other side, Qin Yuanming finally lost his composure, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and part of the light from the 365 major acupoints on his body dimmed.
Mo Que's sword shattered many of his acupoints and severed several of his meridians.
Both of them were seriously injured, and no one took advantage.
"I underestimated you!" Qin Yuanming, with blood at the corner of his mouth, stared at Mo Que coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said: "Martial arts has declined, but there are still descendants like you, and our Dao Palace cannot allow you to survive.
In this world, martial arts must be completely cut off!"
It was already difficult for Mo Que to even stand up. He was so seriously injured that the ground beneath him was already stained red with blood.
He said coldly: "As long as I die, my path to martial arts will not end!"
Qin Yuanming stood up and said coldly: "Martial arts should be perfect, you can't continue on this path!"
boom!
He used Tianxu Step and rushed over to kill Mo Que.
After getting close, the acupuncture points on Qin Yuanming's body were dazzling, and he used the secret method of Tao Palace to hide the sky, and fought with Mo Que at close quarters.
This technique can greatly increase the strength of his vitality. Even if he is close to him, he still has strong combat power. People with ordinary orifices cannot compare with it.
"Boom!"
Mo Que and Qin Yuanming were fighting in close quarters. There were not many places to stay in the ring, and both of them were seriously injured. They fought to the point of going crazy.
"boom!"
Qin Yuanming struck Mo Que with a palm, and the powerful and domineering vitality penetrated into Mo Que's body, almost shattering Mo Que's internal organs, causing Mo Que to vomit blood again.
At the same time, Mo Que's broken sword struck him on the shoulder. The power of the heavy sword also made Qin Yuan vomit blood. He felt that the power of Mo Que's sword seemed to penetrate through his body, as if it was going to shatter the flesh and blood all over his body.
All bones.
The two fought with their bodies seriously injured. At this point, the competition was no longer about who was stronger, but about perseverance and belief.
Both sides were covered with wounds, and whoever loosened his belief first would be unable to hold on and fall to the ground first.
"Are these two really human beings?"
"They have fought to the point of madness. Most people on both sides have suffered injuries that would have killed them long ago, but they are still as brave as ever. They are all supported by their strong will!"
"In the battle between Dao and martial arts, they each represent the voice of Dao Palace and the inheritance of martial arts. No one wants to fall first!"
All over Qingzhou, people were frightened by the self-destructive battle between these two men. They were like wild beasts that had completely lost their minds. Neither of them would give up until one of them died.
"thump!"
This kind of fighting lasted for who knows how long. In the end, Mo Que and Qin Yuanming fell to the ground at the same time. At this moment, both of them had turned into bloody men. If they didn't wear different clothes, it would be impossible to tell who was who.
"Who's winning?"
The people who watched the war never saw such a battle. At this time, the two people who fell on the stage were eager to know the final result.