Seeing Mo Que take the initiative, Chu Zhifan took out his flying sword and shouted coldly: "Without a sword in your hand, do you think you can defeat me with just the power of martial arts?"
The flying sword broke through the air. Chu Zhifan knew that Mo Que's martial arts was powerful, so he distanced himself and did not give him a chance to get close. He only had a flying sword with a sword light that was ten feet long and shot from afar.
"Chichi——"
The red flying sword was filled with bursts of scorching energy, and the sword body was red, like fire. It struck with force, and the powerful sword light made the void distort.
"clang!"
Something shocking happened to Chu Zhifan. The Yang Yan Sword, which he was so proud of and was invincible against the enemy, was actually caught by Mo Que with his bare hands. The red sword energy failed to injure Mo Que at all!
"Sword of Fire? It seems to have different properties from your last sword!" Mo Que snapped and broke the precious spiritual sword in his hand into two pieces.
"Mo Que, you dare to break my spiritual sword!" Chu Zhifan suddenly became furious.
The Yinli Sword and the Yangyan Sword were originally a pair. Last time in the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range, his Yinli Sword was taken away by Mo Que. Now the only remaining Yangyan Sword was broken by Mo Que!
"You used your incarnation to kill me in the Hundred Beast Mountain Range. I spared you once in the Ancient Sword Relics Realm. Now you still dare to come. Do you really think that I am a merciful person?"
After Mo Que finished speaking, he took nine steps in a row, causing the ground to shatter and the power was terrifying.
Nine steps to the stars!
"Whoa!"
Chu Zhifan was horrified and put a talisman on his feet. With the help of the power of the talisman, he avoided Mo Que's step and flew into the void to distance himself.
Looking at the big hole in the ground that Mo Que stepped on, he was frightened, knowing that Mo Que's martial body was powerful.
It's just that Mo Que doesn't have a sword in his hand now. As long as Mo Que doesn't get close, he has nothing to fear.
"After all, you are a warrior. Without vitality, you cannot fly. Otherwise, how could I come to you alone?" Chu Zhifan stood in the void and said with a sneer.
No matter how strong Mo Que is, even if he can defeat Ning Chen and Ye Chenxue, how much can he do now that he has lost his sword and martial arts body?
As long as he remained in the air and kept a distance from Mo Que, he was confident that there would be no danger. Knowing this, he dared to pursue him alone.
"boom!"
Just when Chu Zhifan thought he was absolutely safe in the air, Mo Que stepped on the ground, shook up a piece of gravel, and caught it in his hand.
Chu Zhifan still didn't know what Mo Que was going to do, but Mo Que stretched out his finger and flicked out the stone in his hand.
"boom!"
That small stone made an explosive sound, and its speed was as fast as thunder.
Chu Zhifan's expression changed slightly, but when he saw Mo Que throwing a stone at him, he became furious and took out another sword and raised his sword to meet him.
He didn't want to dodge. It would be a great shame if he didn't even dare to catch a stone thrown by Mo Que!
"clang!"
"puff!"
Two voices sounded almost at the same time.
The first sound was that the sword in Chu Zhifan's hand was broken by the small stone.
The second sound was the sound of a stone sinking into Chu Zhifan's chest, passing through his heart, flying out from his back, and flying straight forward through the air without even landing!
"My sword energy can't stop a small stone?" Chu Zhifan's energy was unstable, he vomited blood in his mouth, and fell to the ground from the air, feeling horrified and unwilling at the same time.
"Yao Lao was able to shoot down six building masters in the sword tower with flying leaves, but I used stones that are far harder than flying leaves. If you can't even break your sword energy, why should you practice martial arts!" Mo Que said coldly.
His current martial arts has made great progress, and his strength is much higher than when he fought Ye Chenxue. Even if he doesn't have a sword in his hand, how can Chu Zhifan be his opponent?
"You are so strong!" Chu Zhifan's eyes showed a bit of regret.
Mo Que's military strength was far beyond his imagination. If he had known this, he would never have taken the risk and chased him alone.
"Hehe..." Chu Zhifan, who had his heart pierced and was bound to die, suddenly smiled ferociously and said: "Mo Que, I admit that you do have the talent and strength to continue the path of martial arts, but it's useless because you can't survive.
Gotta go down!”
"The Dao Palace wants to cut off the martial arts, the Sword Pavilion wants to use you as a sacrificial sword, and the Sword Tower will not tolerate you. The world is big and the earth is big, but there is no place for you!"
His heart was pierced and he was already dying. He had endless hatred for Mo Que in his heart.
But his strength was far inferior to that of Mo Que, so when he was about to die, he cursed with resentment, wanting Mo Que to live in fear and despair even if he was alive.
However, Mo Que's sword was firm and calm as before, but another stone popped out and pierced the center of Chu Zhifan's eyebrows.
Chu Zhifan's eyes suddenly widened and he fell on the spot, unable to die any longer.
Those who kill will always be killed.
Mo Que is not a saint. This Chu Zhifan tried to kill him several times. If he is kind again, it will be a woman's kindness.
In this world where strength is paramount and the weak eat the strong, kindness is sometimes a sin.
"This person can find this place, and so can others. If you continue to stay here, I'm afraid those people from Dao Palace and Sword Tower will find him soon." The mysterious voice sounded in his mind.
Mo Tiao nodded, but said nothing. He jumped into the magma again and continued to refine his body.
"Aren't you going to run away?" the voice in my head asked in surprise.
"The Dao Palace wants to get rid of me, the Sword Pavilion wants to destroy me, the Sword Tower wants to kill me, Qingzhou is big, but where can I escape to?"
Mo Que was very calm and said: "Since we know that the whole world is our enemy, instead of running away, it is better to improve our strength in the shortest possible time."
In my mind, the mysterious voice was silent for a long time. After a while, a soft murmur came out: "Yes, knowing the enemy in the world, where can I escape to? If I had the same courage as you, maybe..."
The voice gradually became softer, and Mo Que could no longer hear clearly what was said next.
This voice was mysterious and unusual. He never wanted to reveal too much about himself. He had always ignored Mo Que in the past, and Mo Que didn't ask any questions because he knew that there would be no results if he asked.
He continued to practice in the magma, and the power of the sun in his body was constantly improving with the help of the power of the sun fire in the center of the earth.
Today, Moque has a touch of gold in his blood. As the blood circulates in his body, it reaches all over his body.
As the golden color gradually increased, it formed a golden thread in Mo Que's body, penetrating through the flesh and blood of Mo Que's body.
This is Mo Que’s inner law and the power of the sun.
Although he practices the Way of the Sun, it is impossible to truly create a blazing sun in his body. Even if he can do it, there is still a long way to go.
But even if this is a trace of the golden power of the sun, it is enough to make his martial body completely different from that of a mortal.
One billionth of the power of heaven and earth is enough to make Mo Que almost explode. One billionth of the power of the sun also contains a power that ordinary people cannot bear.
"Crack!"
After the golden thread appeared in his blood, Mo Que's martial body became stronger than before.
If he did not use martial arts to control his physical body, his current physical body would weigh at least tens of thousands of kilograms. If he stood on the ground, he would sink directly into the ground.
This is the result of the condensation of flesh and blood. According to legend, the warrior's physical body has been cultivated to the extreme, and his body is unparalleled. A hair can cut mountains, and a drop of blood can break stars.
Although Mo Que is still far away from that realm, his physical body is still astonishing in this life.
"Buzz!"
On this day, Mo Que was continuing to practice in the magma. A message came from Mu Yunshang in the communication talisman: "The Yun family has borrowed a secret treasure that can sense the aura of a specific person. It has been found that you are at the ruins of the Martial Palace."
."
"Sword Tower, Dao Palace and other major forces have sent strong men there after receiving the news."