Mu Qingyi, the owner of the thirteenth floor, was the woman in Tsing Yi who had been injured by Yao Lao before she bluntly said that Mo Que was not worthy of competing for the Star List.
Now, the woman in red in front of Mo Que, Mei Lingshuang, was from the Thirteenth Floor and was a disciple of Mu Qingyi, the master of the Thirteenth Floor.
"Mo Que, you are just a body cultivator. There is no road ahead, so you are not qualified to compete for the Star List. Now you have made people angry in the Relic Realm. You will definitely die today!"
Mei Lingshuang's figure was exquisite, and her red dress was as beautiful as fire, but she was like a bit of cold plum in the snow, with an icy chill all over her body.
"You want to kill me? It's up to you?" Although Mo Que felt that the woman in red was very powerful, it might not be enough to kill him.
"Since we are here to kill you, we must be well prepared!"
Several other disciples stood up, and one of them said: "Mo Que, take a closer look! Yao Lao injured seven building masters that day, and I, the seven, are the disciples of those building masters, and each of them is the No. 1 in their respective building.
one person!"
Another disciple said with a sneer: "The first person in the Seven Sword Towers has joined forces to kill you. No matter how strong you are today, you will not be able to escape death!"
On that day, the seven posters wanted to deceive Mo Que's status as a physical cultivator, and wanted to disqualify Mo Que from competing for the Star Ranking.
Mu Qingyi, the owner of the Thirteenth Building, was fingered by Yao Lao Er to seize the sword.
The other six posters were injured by Yao Lao Feiye.
Now, the disciples from the seventh floor have come with a vengeance and are waiting on Mo Que's path to kill him!
"Seven top men in each sword tower, plus the other elite disciples of the twelve sword towers, you really think highly of me!" Mo Que sneered, but his heart was heavy.
Being able to rank first in their respective sword towers, the strength of these seven people is probably not weaker than Feng Xiaoyun.
Together with the other disciples from the twelfth floor, they represent the nineteen building masters who attacked Yao Lao that day!
"Since you are a body cultivator, you should honestly quit competing for the rankings. You are not worthy of competing. But since you want to compete, you don't dare to enter the relic realm. This is asking for your own death!"
The person who spoke at this time was the first person in the Eleventh Sword Tower. His name was Ji Changkong with a proud look on his face.
"There is no point in talking about the dying man, kill him!" Another disciple spoke up, shouted coldly, and took action again.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The swords moved again, blocking all of Mo Que's escape routes, while the seven genius disciples kept a close eye on Mo Que and cooperated with each other to block Mo Que's speed.
As long as Mo Que used Star Step, they would use their swords to block it, making Mo Que unable to use his speed.
"Clang clang clang!"
These seven swords can keep up with Mo Que's speed and attack at the same time.
Mo Que's broken sword swept across, and the Sun Sword Intention swept away the seven swords, but at the same time, other disciples slashed at him with their swords, tearing several wounds on his body.
"What's the point of being invincible in the early stage? It's nothing more than that. After all, it's just a body cultivator. If he can really be invincible, how can he be abandoned by the world?" Ji Changkong sneered when he saw wounds constantly appearing on Mo Que's body.
It is really difficult to fight dozens of disciples alone without the strength of one person.
If his body had not reached the realm of vajra and was invulnerable to mortal weapons, the swords of those ordinary disciples would have cut him into pieces.
Hearing Ji Changkong's words, he laughed angrily and said, "Dozens of you have joined forces to kill one of me. You really have the nerve to make such arrogant remarks. If you have the guts, why don't you fight me alone?"
Ji Changkong's face darkened and he hummed: "You are a physical practitioner and you are not worthy of the stage at all, but you are worthy of fighting with me?"
He was really shameless and invincible. He relied on the power of everyone to surround and kill Mo Que, but he dared to accuse Mo Que of being useless, but he did not have the courage to fight Mo Que alone!
"Sure enough, you are from the same line. You seven building owners back then were shameless and wanted to deceive the medicine building into having no background, so you were hurt by the old medicine man. As their heirs, you are also more shameless than the other!"
Mo Que shouted angrily, but was blocked by the swords of the seven geniuses. His injuries increased more and more, and his clothes were all dyed red.
If it weren't for his martial arts practice and physical strength, he would have fallen down by now.
"How dare you show off your words when you are about to die!" Ji Changkong was furious and activated his sword even more fiercely.
Mo Que had one man and one sword, facing the swords of the seven geniuses, and the pressure was extremely great. At this time, by accident, Ji Changkong's sword pierced his shoulder, causing blood to drip from his shoulder.
"You may sound cruel, but under my sword, you are like a lost dog, unable to fight back?" Ji Changkong saw this, he was very disdainful and said coldly.
At this time, Mo Que was extremely weak, his face turned pale, and his steps became shaky.
He said coldly: "You can only hide behind people and bark. If these people didn't stop me, I would kill you. One sword is enough!"
"You are so arrogant!" Ji Changkong snorted: "You are so arrogant, so I will kill you with my own hands to see how you can become arrogant again!"
Seeing that Mo Que was already weak, he no longer had any scruples. He grabbed the sword and took the initiative to attack Mo Que, intending to kill Mo Que with his own hands.
"Today, I will avenge my master for the old Yao Lao!" While shouting angrily, Ji Changkong rushed to Mo Que, raised the sword in his hand, and wanted to cut off Mo Que's head.
"boom!"
At this moment, Mo Que, who was originally weak, suddenly stood up, and the sword in his hand trembled, as if there was some kind of resonance with his right hand.
At the same time, a faint golden light shone from the dark broken sword.
Resonating with the right sword bone, plus the power of the sun!
"Boom!"
Mo Que slashed out with his broken sword. The power of the sword seemed to be able to control mountains and rivers!
Ji Changkong's expression changed drastically, and then he realized that Mo Que was deliberately pretending to be weak, and irritating him to get close to him to take action!
At this moment, he held nothing back and attacked with all his strength. He resonated with the sword in his hand, and he also reached the state of unity between man and sword!
"clang!"
However, the power of Mo Qi's heavy sword was unstoppable. This sword broke the long sword in Ji Changkong's hand, and the sword flew out.
Moreover, Mo Que's broken sword was not losing its power. When the sword struck, Ji Changkong lost his long sword and had to use his energy to block with his hands.
With a click, the bones in his hand were broken. The sword was so powerful that it was as heavy as a mountain!
"You!" Ji Changkong was shocked and angry, and quickly retreated, his face extremely gloomy.
"I want to kill you, one sword is enough!" Mo Que's words rang in his heart, making his face sink like water.
If Mo Que hadn't been seriously injured, this sword attack would have killed him.
And even so, Mo Que cut off his sword, which is equivalent to the sword cultivator's order!
"This person is extremely dangerous. Don't be careless and attack with all your strength!" Mei Lingshuang, a woman in red, shouted angrily.
It was originally thought that Mo Que was seriously injured, but they could not fight for a long time, so everyone slowed down their attacks, hoping that Ji Changkong would kill Mo Que with one strike.
Unexpectedly, Mo Que was still so fierce, breaking Ji Changkong's sword and one of his hands with one sword strike!
"boom!"
Just when people were about to take action again, Mo Que stepped hard with tens of thousands of kilograms of divine power, crushing the ground, causing the earth to tremble and making many disciples stand unsteadily.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Que used the Star Step, moved sideways with one step, and retreated far away.
"Don't let him leave!" Mei Lingshuang shouted angrily and spread out to pursue him.
Ranked first among the seven sword towers today, and with so many disciples surrounding him, it would be a shame and a great humiliation for Mo Que to escape!
The other six sword tower geniuses, except for Ji Changkong who had lost his hand, the other five also took action, sacrificing their swords at the same time, and killed Mo Que from a distance.