Hearing Mo Yun's soft drink, countless sword-like peach blossoms also shook down from the edge of the sword, like the petals swaying in the breeze in March, light and sharp, and full of grace and agility.
With the continuous blessing of the sword, the two seemingly violent fire waterfalls were overwhelmed by the sword. Although Wu Zonglao was a strong man in the middle stage of the spirit transformation realm, this blow was just a casual blow from her.
In the face of the powerful sword intention, it finally turned into little sparks and dissipated in the void.
Elder Wu Zong squinted his eyes, stared at Mo Yun in the distance with a scorching face, and said, "It's interesting. Master Mo Pavilion is indeed much stronger than I imagined, but I don't know what kind of swordsmanship you practice.
This elder has never heard of it."
"You will know if you try it." Mo Yun smiled coldly. As he swung his long sword, the waterfall of sword intent swooped down with great force, and the sword pointed directly at Mr. Wu Zong's head.
"You praise me and you slap your face on your nose? Young man, you are still much younger!"
Wu Zonglao glanced at him with some disdain and said: "In that blow just now, I only used 30% of my strength, and you have already used your last trump card. I would like to see how capable you are."
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As she spoke, she waved her sleeves again, and the blazing flames immediately transformed into a fire phoenix that was beginning to take shape, hovering in the air, hoping to compete with the sword dragon derived from the sword's flower swirl.
Buzz!
The conflict between the two forces did not make a loud noise that shook the earth. Instead, it made the void tremble, and the energy seemed to stagnate for an instant.
Wu Zonglao took this opportunity to take a closer look at Mo Yun's Sword Intent Dragon Spin, "Yes, yes, this sword art is really mysterious. I wonder which master's disciple taught a rising star like you?"
"You are not qualified to know now."
If he hadn't been worried that using demonic energy would reveal his identity, he wouldn't have been so cowardly to use defense as offense. Moreover, Li Yankong's use of demonic secrets had already sounded the alarm for him.
Before it was determined whether Mr. Wu Zong had anything to do with the demon clan, he was unwilling to use the demon element easily. The temporary gain and loss were small, and if his identity was exposed, it would not be worth it.
"What a crazy boy!"
Wu Zonglao's mouth twitched, and his face showed a fierce look, but she still endured her temper and asked: "I am really curious, what kind of luck did you, a cook, have to learn such a mysterious thing?"
Sword Art."
After some research, she could not understand the secrets of this sword technique at all, and it was difficult to even scratch the surface. However, she was able to confirm that this sword technique was more profound than any sword technique she had ever seen before, and it might even reach the level of advanced.
level.
Thinking of this, the heat in her eyes reached its peak, so much so that she once again wanted to recruit, "Master Mo Pavilion, as long as you hand over this sword technique and Li Yankong's ring, and take the initiative to worship me, Wu Zong.
My disciples, today’s matter can be forgotten!”
Mo Yun smiled casually, "It seems that Mr. Wu Zong has been in a high position for a long time and has developed the habit of being self-righteous. This pavilion master said that you are not qualified!"
While he was talking, his spiritual consciousness moved, and thousands of Yuan stones flew out of the storage ring, and returned to their positions according to a certain trajectory.
"Since you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, I will beat you until you submit."
Wu Zonglao turned a deaf ear to his formation, and his old face was full of ridicule, "Didn't anyone tell you that in the face of absolute strength, all heresy is worth mentioning?"
As he spoke, Mr. Wu Zong raised his arm slightly, and the ferocious waterfall of red flames slowly pushed forward with overwhelming force. The collision of the two forces caused the entire void to emit a harsh sound, and everyone within a radius of dozens of feet was heard.
Destroyed by sword energy and flames.
Under the constant attack of this force, Huahai Longxuan gradually showed signs of fatigue. He was beaten back and forth, and was in danger of collapsing.
Seeing this, the smile on Mr. Wu Zong's face gradually grew, "How about it, boy, are you convinced now?"
In her opinion, people like Mo Yun are cheap, and only by beating him to pain can he truly be subdued. However, she misjudged Mo Yun, underestimated his strength, and more accurately, overestimated herself.
In Mo Yun's eyes, everything she was proud of was so worthless, so Mo Yun smiled nonchalantly, "We still don't know who will win. It's too early for Mr. Wu Zong to draw conclusions now."
Although he spoke calmly, Mo Yun was very conflicted in his heart. This Mr. Wu Zong was much stronger than Li Yankong. He could defeat the threat of his second sword with just a few moves. He really should not be underestimated.
There were only two ways before him at this moment, either to make a desperate move to break it with swordsmanship, or to use the Nine-turn Love Heart Bead to transform the demonic essence into immortal essence.
If you use demonic energy in front of a strong person in the spirit transformation realm, you will risk exposing your identity. If you want to kill him with the sword, you must use the third sword.
The third sword of the Red Dust Sword Technique is the true love. This sword was realized when he and Lin Yueyao were together day and night. Although he never had the opportunity to try the sword, he was sure that once this sword was used, even a strong man in the spirit transformation realm would have to
Treat with caution.
After all, the understanding of swordsmanship is not divided by simple realms. As the clone of the Demonic Lord, his understanding of the world's great ways is far better than ordinary people. Even though he wields this sword in the realm of Lingxuan, the sword intention contained in it is also
It is enough to kill virtual spirits and even strong men in the spirit transformation realm.
Of course, this sword technique is too overbearing. In order to prevent the backlash of the sword's intention, he must use the Nine Revolutions Love Heart Bead to transform the demonic element when he swings the sword. He relies on the continuous flow of demonic element to avoid being taken out by the sword's intention.
Empty body.
"You want to make a comeback? You're such a crazy cook!"
As if he was irritated by him, the wrinkles on Mr. Wu Zong's face trembled, and his voice was as cold as ice, "If you are allowed to continue to grow, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything to you in the future, but that's the end of it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Zonglao suddenly waved his sleeves, and powerful Yuan Power continuously converged towards the red flame. Under the blessing of such powerful Yuan Power, the fire phoenix that had begun to take shape also emitted a long and piercing cry.
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With a casual wave of his hand, he conjured an attack comparable to Li Yankong's Phoenix Roaring Sky Strike. This Mr. Wu Zong was indeed no ordinary character.
"Sincerely, give it to me!"
Mo Yun no longer held any reservations, and struck out a sword in the air. This sword seemed ordinary, but the power of the Great Dao contained in it resonated with Zhou Tian's rules.
The endless petals are also stirred by the sword's will, turning into two graceful and sharp flower sea cyclones. The sword's energy hidden inside also accompanies the petals, giving rise to more stunning and mysterious flowers, telling stories in the void.
your own romance.
It can be said that one slash of the long sword contains thousands of avenues, and the sword sharply turns and rolls down millions of peach blossoms. Compared with the previous one, these two sword intent dragon spins are more sharp and more powerful than before.
"What a terrifying sword intent."
Seeing that the previous dragon spin had been forced back several feet, Wu Zonglao had no time to rejoice, and his face became more solemn, "It shouldn't be. How could he comprehend such a powerful sword intention at his age? Could it be that he
Has he been hiding his clumsiness before? Is this his true strength?"
She would never have thought in her wildest dreams that the harmless-looking young man in front of her was actually the clone of the Great Master Motian. As long as he did not encounter a strong person from the wheel-turning realm, he would be almost invincible.
"This is just the beginning."
Mo Yun grinned, with indescribable confidence in his smile, "Give it to me."
Just hearing a soft shout, the two dragon whirlpools of sword intent moved in the same direction in a mysterious rhythm. The endless sword intent also slowly gathered in the rotation and collision. Seeing that the distance between them was getting closer and closer, they unexpectedly
There is a faint trend of integration.
"This is!?"
This sword intention has a power that makes Wu Zonglao very afraid. She also widened her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her with shock, "Is he crazy? He dares to forcibly fuse the sword intention. Aren't he afraid of backlash?
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Before she finished speaking, the two sword intent dragon spins slowly merged in the same direction, and even merged into one without any contradiction. The explosion that should have appeared miraculously did not appear, as if they were originally
It’s a whole!
"How can this be!?"
This scene seemed to overturn Wu Zonglao's cognition, and he was stunned. After a long time, he said with surprise: "He actually did it. If he is not a peerless strongman, it means that this technique is a
A peerless skill."
Speaking of this, Wu Zonglao's eyes were full of heat, and he was determined to obtain Mo Yun's Red Dust Sword Technique. He couldn't help but persuade him again: "Boy, if you offer this sword technique with both hands, I will not only forget the past, but also
How about pushing you to the pinnacle of power at all costs?"
"Don't say you don't have this ability, even if you do, this Pavilion Master will not even look at you." Mo Yun smiled coldly, with an unconcealable look of disdain on his expression.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine! Since you don't want to hand it over, I will take it with my own hands, but you will die miserably by then!"
Wu Zonglao seemed to have lost his patience. He raised his big hand slightly, and the aura around him surged, and the oppression contained in it was far greater than before.
As her aura rises, the fire phoenix condensed by the red flame waterfall becomes more and more solid, and even combines the power of the phoenix roaring sky strike and the red sun phoenix dance, bringing a terrifying oppression to people.
"The master of this pavilion is also very curious, do you have such strength!?" While speaking, Mo Yun gently swung his long sword down, and the fused sea of swords and dragons also writhed in the air. After a few weeks, they moved toward
Swooping down.
Because it was formed by the convergence of two dragon spirals, its scale and sword intent were many times more powerful than any previous one, and it also faintly transformed into a dragon body and shape.
call!
Under its rapid impact, the entire void was distorted and deformed. Where the sword pointed, endless peach blossoms fell from the air. Each flower and piece drew a graceful texture and was also outlined in the air.
Taking a different kind of trajectory can be said to be a fateful moment, flowers have nowhere to go, fallen flowers are colorful, and their path is in the world of mortals.
But this world of mortals has an end, and the long road has no end. Although the sword is wonderful, it is not better than anything. The moves are tangible, but the sword has no trace.