I thought he could defeat all the disciples on the 36th floor now, but now Chu Zhifan's incarnation can force him to fight with all his strength!
Ancient Sword Relics? It seems that that is where the truly powerful disciples of the Sword Tower are!
He felt humiliated, but even more excited!
"Whoa!"
After Chu Zhifan disappeared, the long sword he left behind flew up on its own and flew away through the air.
This kind of long sword, even if it is extremely far apart, will still obey the sword master's call and return to the sword master!
"Where to go?" Mo Que took action, jumped up, and swung the broken sword.
The other party used his incarnation to kill him, treating him like an ant, and then just disappeared, but he still had to take back his sword and escape without a trace?
It's not that simple!
"clang!"
He slashed at Chu Zhifan's flying sword. Although his arm was numb from the shock, the long sword was also slashed to the ground by him.
As if angry, the long sword flew up again, about to pierce the air.
"You came as an incarnation. I can't keep you, so I'll keep your sword!" Mo Que jumped up again and slashed with his sword.
If people knew that he was so crazy that he stopped someone else's sword from leaving, they would be surprised.
You must know that the swords in the sword tomb all have the remaining will of their ancestors. Even if ordinary people force them to stay, they will not be recognized and difficult to control.
Not only was it dangerous for Mo Que to force the sword to stay, but even if he left the sword behind, it would be of no use to him. Most people would never take this risk.
"Boom!"
Mo Que, on the other hand, drew his sword one after another, not intending to let go.
In the end, he fired dozens of swords in a row. No matter which direction Chu Zhifan's sword flew, he relied on his own strength to jump high and cut the sword down.
With the last sword strike, he quickly landed on the ground and used the broken sword in his hand to press Chu Zhifan's sword underneath. The sword struggled violently but could not fly away, and was finally subdued by him!
"Hmph, if you want to kill me, you have to pay the price. Be quiet!" Mo Que pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand, and broke the sword lightly with his other hand.
Chu Zhifan's sword originally seemed to be full of anger and kept struggling, but when it was shaken by the broken sword, it quickly became quiet, as if it was afraid of the sword in Mo Que's hand.
"Boom!"
Mo Que put away his sword with satisfaction. At this moment, there was a shocking movement next to him.
He saw from a distance a huge figure that overwhelmed many trees and was approaching him at an extremely fast speed.
On the other side, within the ancient sword legacy realm.
A young figure opened his eyes and looked into the distance with a frown.
"The Yinli Sword has not returned and has lost contact with me. Is it because of that disciple of the Medicine House?" Chu Zhifan's eyes burst out with an astonishing cold light.
At the same time, outside the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range.
Many landlords on the 36th floor gathered here at this time, including the woman in Tsing Yi who attacked Yao Lao a month ago.
She is the owner of the thirteenth floor, named Mu Qingyi.
"The first three disciples failed, and then the nine people joined forces, but they were unable to keep this boy, and even the spiritual sword given to them was taken away by that boy!" Mu Qingyi's eyes were filled with anger, and she was no longer as graceful as before.
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"The way of physical cultivation is said to be invincible at first sight. That boy has been trained by Yao Lao. Now, I am afraid that his current strength is no longer something that the new disciples can deal with!"
The person who spoke this time was the owner of the ninth floor, a middle-aged man.
"It is already against the rules for us to give our disciples spiritual swords. If we use other methods, I'm afraid it will anger Yao Lao!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.
With Yao Lao's domineering character, if he is angered, they will suffer disaster on every floor.
Granting disciples spiritual swords can still be regarded as the scope of competition among disciples, but if their methods are too excessive, Yao Lao will be angered.
"Those who practice martial arts are the most arrogant. As long as it is a competition between disciples, even if that kid loses, Yao Lao will have nothing to say." Mu Qingyi gritted her teeth and said, "It seems that we can only send a message to those few people.
Take action!"
No one from the other posters responded, so they seemed to have acquiesced to the matter.
Rumble!
Within the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range, Mo Que was fleeing for his life.
"Damn it, flame pattern Xuanmang? Why is this thing chasing me?" Mo Que ran all the way, cursing in his heart.
He had just subdued Chu Zhifan's sword when this thing appeared like a madman and chased him crazily.
The strength of this thing is far beyond the ordinary beasts before. It is a hundred feet long and can spit out extremely hot red flames, making it extremely difficult to deal with.
"The ones you killed before were all mortal-blooded creatures. But this mysterious creature is a spiritual-blooded beast. Why are you running away?"
In Mo Que's mind, the mysterious voice appeared again, sounding extremely cold.
"Spirit-blooded beast?" Mo Que looked back and saw Xuan Mang's huge body, overwhelming many trees.
Its pair of red eyes are like two lanterns, which look extremely scary.
"The blood of mortal creatures has little effect on you now. If you want to refine your bloodline again, you will have to kill the spiritual-blooded beasts with stronger bloodline." The voice in his mind said coldly.
When Mo Que heard this, he gritted his teeth, turned around, and turned back to kill Xuan Mang.
"boom!"
Xuan Mang opened his mouth and spat out extremely hot flames.
Different from ordinary mortal-blooded beasts, the alien beasts Mo Que had encountered before were only powerful internally and had no magical powers. However, this beast could spit fire and was much more terrifying than ordinary alien beasts.
"Boom!"
Many giant trees were reduced to ashes under the mysterious flames. Moque stepped heavily on the ground, changed his position, held a broken sword, and slashed at Mang's head.
"boom!"
Xuan Mang's snake head was blown away by Mo Que's sword.
However, before ordinary beasts would have their bones broken by Mo Que's domineering sword, this man seemed to have nothing happened. He roared and a snake tail whizzed towards him.
"boom!"
Mo Que was thrown out by the snake's tail, smashing several giant trees one after another, and it felt like several bones in his body were broken.
Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. If he hadn't practiced the method of body refining and his body was so amazing, he would have been shattered to pieces.
"Whoa!"
Mo Que moved again.
Knowing that a heavy sword could hardly hurt Xuan Mang, he calmed down this time, stared at Xuan Mang's huge eyes, crushed the ground, and stabbed Xuan Mang's eyes with his sword.
"hiss!"
Xuan Mang's tail moved. This time, instead of throwing Mo Que away, it wrapped around Mo Que.
"Damn it!" Mo Que just felt that this force was so powerful that even if he had 20,000 kilograms of divine power in one hand, it would be difficult for him to break away from it.
Mo Que's grip tightened tighter and tighter, and Mo Que felt as if all the bones in his body were being crushed.
"hiss!"
With a neighing sound, Xuan Mang raised the huge snake head, opened its bloody mouth, and bit Mo Que.
"Let me go!" With a roar, Mo Que took advantage of Xuan Mang's bite and threw the broken sword in his hand with all his strength.
puff!
The broken sword was accurate and pierced into Xuan Mang's right eye.
Xuan Mang was in pain, let go of Mo Que, and struggled painfully on the ground.
Taking this opportunity, Mo Que pulled out the sword that belonged to Chu Zhifan and quickly stepped forward.
This sword was different from his heavy sword and was extremely sharp. Mo Que slashed it with one sword and cut the huge body into two pieces.
After Ju Mang was cut in half, he struggled painfully on the ground. After a while, he lost his life and fell to the ground motionless.
The sword of Sword Tomb is really extraordinary!
As soon as Mo Que took a breath, he stepped forward to take the blood and refine it.
This is the blood of spiritual beasts, which can increase his strength again.
At this moment, a cold and familiar voice sounded: "You are so lucky that you are not dead yet!"