He used the same magical power as his opponent, which clearly meant that he didn't take Duan Canghai's magical power seriously.
"Kill me..." Duan Canghai let out a loud roar!
The Fire Dragon Sword Intent and the Thunder Light Sword Intent fiercely attacked the Demonic Abyss with indomitable power, anger, and dignity.
However, this attack, which could almost destroy the world, was blocked instantly when it encountered two identical magical powers that Mo Yuan used at will.
Throughout the space, turbulence raged, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the collision of the forces of law almost caused the sky to collapse.
"The law of swordsmanship is nothing more than that!" Mo Yuan's mouth showed a hint of ridicule: "Compared to my law of darkness, your law of swordsmanship is far behind."
In the distance, Lu Danqing sighed secretly.
The difference in strength between the two sides is huge.
Although both of them are in the early stage of becoming gods and have the same realm, their vitality is far different.
If the two people's vitality is about the same, with Duan Canghai's sword rules, Mo Yuan's imitated magical power is absolutely unstoppable. After all, Duan Haicang's sword intention is the real sword intention, while Mo Yuan's is just a copy.
"Moyuan, do it quickly, don't waste time." Baili Fengyun said calmly.
In his opinion, Duan Canghai's fight with Mo Yuan was just a joke. One had advanced to the early stage of divine transformation for thousands of years, and the other had just broken through. If Mo Yuan lost, then his thousands of years would have been in vain.
"Duan Canghai, let me ask you again, do you want to go back with me?"
More terrifying demonic energy surged from Mo Yuan's body, covering the sky and the sun, and the whole world was in darkness, as if the world was ending.
A huge Dharma form, like a demonic shadow in the sky, revealed a huge head in the clouds, with green eyes staring at Duan Canghai hatefully.
Facing this extraterrestrial demonic figure, Duan Canghai was still extremely horrified even though he had entered the stage of becoming a god!
"As long as you come back with me, His Highness the Demonic Immortal King will definitely think highly of you. With your qualifications, it is not impossible to surpass me one day. If the Demons unify the Immortal World, you will still be a great hero, and it is possible for the entire Immortal World.
I leave it to you to take charge. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. This is your last chance."
The demonic shadow stretched out a giant palm like a galaxy and landed on Duan Canghai's head, waiting for his answer.
If he doesn't agree, he'll slap him down.
Duan Canghai fell silent, looking at the giant palm above his head, he lost the righteousness and awe he had just now.
Death, who is not afraid?
When facing death, how many people can truly ignore life and death?
Duan Canghai felt very unwilling and full of resentment.
He had just entered the stage of becoming a god and had not yet realized the power of the true laws of swordsmanship. Now that he was dead, he was really unwilling to do so.
He hasn't met Yan Beishu yet, hasn't let him know that he has entered the stage of becoming a god, and hasn't let him know that one day he will finally walk in front of him.
He still has many, many things that he has not done yet!
He still had many unfulfilled wishes, and he was really unwilling to die like this.
Duan Canghai's eyes fell on Lu Danqing in the distance, trying to see help from his eyes.
If he is willing to help, it is not impossible for the two of them to work together to defeat Mo Yuan.
To his disappointment, Lu Danqing had no intention of taking action at all. He lowered his head and did not dare to look him in the eye.
He is timid!
In the past, Duan Canghai always thought that Lu Danqing was a god-like existence.
He is a monk who transforms into gods, but he does not do it for fame or profit, and he is not threatened by demons and lives his life.
But now he realized that he had misjudged him.
He is not a god, not even comparable to an ordinary righteous monk.
Lu Danqing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up and said, "Duan Canghai, why not..."
"Dean, thank you for your teaching. Without you, I wouldn't be able to enter the Divine Transformation Stage." Duan Canghai interrupted him, not wanting to hear his disappointment from his mouth. "Even if this person in the Divine Transformation Stage
The experience was so short, but I am already satisfied, at least I am a monk who has entered the stage of becoming a god."
As Duan Canghai spoke, he mobilized all the energy in his body.
The powerful vitality made his body shine brightly, like a sun!
The red sword seems to feel the tragedy of its master, and it keeps buzzing and trembling, with the same indomitable will!
The will of man and the will of the sword merge into one.
The momentum climbed to its peak.
Suddenly, a sword intent several kilometers long appeared above Duan Canghai's head like a mountain of swords!
Thick, tight, unyielding, upright.
"How is it possible that the sword's appearance is possible!"
Looking at the phantom of Jianshan in mid-air, Lu Danqing had a look of surprise on his face.
Even Baili Fengyun in the distance had a look of surprise in his eyes, and his expression was a little different.
The law of the sword is one of the manifestations of the law of kendo.
Being able to condense his own sword skills in such a short period of time fully demonstrates that Duan Canghai is truly a genius in swordsmanship.
If he is allowed to grow up, he will definitely become a legend by then.
"Unfortunately, geniuses often die the fastest."
The demonic abyss manipulates the appearance of the demonic shadow outside the sky and suppresses it fiercely.
The huge black palm presses on the sword's appearance, and dark clouds press down on the mountain.
The sword mountain shines brightly, constantly supporting the giant black palm!
"Understanding the magic of the sword will only allow you to hold on for a moment longer, but it will have no effect at all. Surrender!"
Mo Yuan pressed Jianshan while saying: "As long as you surrender, I will spare your life."
Duan Canghai's face showed a look of pain, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out with a pop.
His physical body could no longer bear it, and it sounded like firecrackers. It was a sign that his endurance had reached the extreme.
In mid-air, the phantom of Sword Mountain was also half destroyed because of his injury.
As long as the demon abyss presses down a little further, Duan Canghai's physical body and Nascent Soul will be crushed into pieces, and no bones will remain.
"Duan Canghai, let me ask you again, are you convinced?" Mo Yuan roared for the last time!
"I, Duan Canghai, stand upright, even if I die, I will die in a dignified way. I won't accept it!"
"What is right is what is right, and the devil is the devil. Even if I live ten lifetimes, I, Duan Canghai, will never be the lackey of the devil."
"Moyuan, I'll fuck you#*%*#."
Duan Canghai cursed loudly, and the curse words kept coming out of his mouth, which made him feel extremely happy.
"I don't know whether to live or die, go to hell!" Mo Yuan was furious and pressed down hard with his huge palm.
Just when he thought that this pressure would crush Duan Canghai into a pulp, he suddenly found that his giant palm could not press him down no matter what.
He took a closer look and found that there was a black giant ape beside Duan Canghai.
The black giant ape is more than 300 meters tall, and there is a huge giant ape statue on top of its head.
It is this giant ape's Dharma form that holds his Dharma form in his giant palm.
On top of the giant ape's head stood a man in black robes, with a familiar face and figure that he would never forget in his life.
"King Jiangnan, it's you." Mo Yuan could hardly believe his eyes.