The scene was silent for a moment, Feng Qingyue and others were so excited that they could not speak. The disdain in front of Yao Zu had completely disappeared, and his eyes were fixed on Mo Que.
Yan Wushuang was very unwilling and could not accept that the strongest brother in her heart was actually defeated by Mo Que, and he used the sword-controlling skills of the Yan family.
Yan Yungong's face was red at this time. He still refused to give up and tried his best to activate the twenty flying swords, trying to break free from Mo Que's fingers.
He felt as if the twelve flying swords were suppressed by countless mountains. No matter how hard he pushed them, they could not move at all.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, several crisp sounds were heard, and Yan Yunchong and Yan Wushuang's expressions changed horribly at the same time.
"Oops!" Mo Que himself exclaimed, "I used too much force and broke your flying sword!"
Yan Wushuang's eyes widened and she couldn't believe it.
Yan Yungong's eyes were red as he stared at the twelve flying swords that had been broken into two pieces between Mo Que's fingers.
These flying swords were made by Lingkong City Lord with great effort and by the weapon refiners.
The twelve flying swords are made of the same material and have the same origin. Once destroyed, it is almost impossible to find the same material and make twelve flying swords with the same attributes!
"You can't blame me!" Mo Que said with an innocent face: "If they hadn't wanted to fly away, I wouldn't have clamped them with force. Besides, I didn't use much force. I didn't expect them to break so easily.
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His eyes were pure, he spoke seriously, and he didn't seem to be deliberately sarcastic.
But when these words were heard by the Yan Yungong brothers and sisters, they became a naked humiliation.
It didn't take much effort to crush the twelve flying swords? Is this to emphasize that he didn't try his best, or is he saying that Yan Yungong's twelve flying swords are too rubbish?
"Although I broke your sword, you also broke my clothes, so we are even." As if he was afraid that Yan Yungong would ask him to compensate, Mo Que thought for a while and said hurriedly.
"How do you want to compare your piece of clothing with my Twelve Flying Swords?"
Yan Yungong completely lost his mind and laughed angrily: "You have insulted me again and again, and now you have destroyed my flying sword and insulted my Yan family's sword-controlling skills. Even if I risk my life today, I will definitely make this loser pay the price!"
Having weapons destroyed is the greatest humiliation for a cultivator.
Moreover, this was not only his personal honor and disgrace, but also related to the reputation of the Yan family's sword-playing skills. If he could not defeat Mo Que today, the Yan family's sword-playing skills would definitely become the laughing stock of the world.
"Brother!" Yan Wushuang seemed to know what Yan Yungong was going to do, and his expression changed greatly.
"Blood Sword Technique!"
Yan Yunchong had completely lost his mind at this time. He only heard him shout angrily, and then he opened his mouth. In his mouth, a bloody flying sword slowly flew out.
"Blood Sword Technique?" Even the Yaozu on the side changed his color.
It is said that the reason why the Yan family's sword-controlling skills can cut the wings of flies thousands of miles away is because each flying sword is fed and refined with their own blood by the Yan family's people. As time goes by, the flying swords and their masters become inseparable and mutually inseparable.
There is an invisible connection.
The supreme sword in the swordsmanship of the Yan family is a blood sword nourished in the body.
This sword was nourished in the body of the descendants of the Yan family when they were born, feeding on the blood of the sword owner, growing together and becoming one integrated body.
The connection between this blood sword and the sword master is better than that of any flying sword, and its power is far beyond the comparison of ordinary flying swords.
However, while this sword is powerful, it is also closely connected with the sword master. Once damaged, the sword master's life will also be threatened.
At this time, Yan Yungong sacrificed the bleeding sword, indicating that he was planning to fight for Mo Que's life.
"You also tore my clothes, so why are you so angry?" Mo Que whispered.
Although he didn't know how valuable Yan Yunkong's Twelve Flying Swords were, he knew that the clothes Jiang Li made for him were unique and could not be exchanged for anything.
"You are looking for death!" Hearing that Mo Que repeatedly compared his rough clothes with the Twelve Flying Swords, Yan Yunkong became even more angry. While roaring, he wanted to use this sword to fight Mo Que to the death.
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"Whoa!"
Just as this sword was about to strike down, at this moment, a figure appeared from nowhere and walked lightly towards this place.
This man walked very slowly, but when he walked, the things around him seemed to become slower, as if they were still.
I saw this person walking over in a few steps, lightly reaching out his hand, holding Yan Yungong's blood sword, and said with a smile: "You two are both geniuses of the Dao First Palace who have obtained the Dao Yuan Talisman. No matter who lives or dies, they will be the same."
It’s the loss of my first palace, why do we have to divide it between life and death?”
After he finished speaking, things around him returned to normal speed.
Seeing this person, Feng Qingyue and others changed their colors at the same time, immediately stepped forward to salute, and said in unison: "Greetings to the Palace Master!"
The Lord of the First Palace of Tao, Lan Yu!
"Palace Master!" Yan Yunkong saw that it was the Palace Master who was blocking him, so even though he was extremely unwilling to do so, he had no choice but to stop.
"Whoa!" Palace Master Daoyi released the blood sword, and the blood sword slowly flew back to Yan Yunkong. He chuckled and said, "Yunkong, let's just let this go for today, how about that?"
A hint of gloom flashed in Yan Yunkong's eyes. He knew in his heart that the First Palace Master would definitely arrive early. He just hid in the dark to see who was stronger and weaker between him and Mo Que, and refused to show up until the last moment.
But now, Mo Que only had his clothes torn, but he had the Twelve Flying Swords destroyed, but Palace Master Daoyi asked him to stop, obviously he valued Mo Que even more.
"I will obey the order of the Palace Master!" Even though he was extremely unwilling to do so, Yan Yungong could only bow his head when the Palace Master spoke.
"Are you Mo Que?" Palace Master Daoyi looked at Mo Que and said, "I sent a disciple to give you the Dao Yuan Talisman before, and I was still wondering why you didn't come to me. It turns out you ran to attend an ordinary meeting.
Assessment.”
"However, although you broke the record and left your name on the heavenly monument, I have been busy recently and did not ask which lineage you belong to. It was not until I heard that the Daoyuan Talisman appeared in the medicine house today that I came to take a look."
Mo Que just looked at Palace Master Daoyi curiously and did not answer.
"You guys came here at the same time, so you must be asking for Medicine Ancestor." The Master of Daoyi Palace looked at Yaozu again and said with a smile: "These two people are the geniuses of our Daoist Palace. I hope Yaozu will take more care of them."
Palace Master Youdao spoke, and he saw Mo Que's strength with his own eyes. Although he had no vitality, he was no weaker than a genius like Yan Yungong, and was even stronger.
Yaozu did not look at him coldly this time, nodded, and led everyone back to Yaolu again.
"This junior is here to ask for a kind of elixir from the Medicine Ancestor." Yan Yungong didn't want to stay for a long time, so he first expressed his intention.
The purpose of his coming here was to ask the Yaozu for a kind of elixir that had once caused his father to fail.
I just didn't expect to meet Mo Que and lose the Twelve Flying Swords.
This made him grit his teeth secretly. As long as he could get the Yaozu elixir and break through the realm, he would definitely wash away today's humiliation!
"Mo Que, since you passed the test, I won't test you anymore."
When Yan Yunkong asked for medicine, the master of Daoyi Palace said to Mo Que: "The Daoyuan Talisman in your hand has many privileges in the palace, you must use it well."
Before Mo Que could answer, Yan Yungong took Yan Wushuang and said goodbye.
Next, Feng Qingyue and others told Yaozu about Mo Que's problem and asked Yaozu to check Mo Que's physical condition and see if his amnesia could be cured.