In the silver sword light, the physical bodies of the eleven middle-stage sword masters withered first, and the vitality in their bodies was quickly drawn out by the life and death sword light. In the blink of an eye, they turned into eleven mummies, which turned into fly ash and dissipated in the sword light.
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Then came the five late-stage sword masters, who only lasted for half a breath, and also followed the footsteps of the eleven middle-stage sword masters.
When the silver-white sword light completely fell, its edge had reached its peak.
boom!
The entire world seemed to be divided into two. A huge crack appeared on the ground that was several miles long. A gust of cold wind blew through. Two perfect swordsman spirit sword masters, including four early stage sword gang spirit sword masters, suddenly lost their strength.
It shattered and turned into flying ash. Only the three sect masters were left floating alone in the air. The light of their protective swords was scattered. They looked as if they were dozens of years older. Each of them had lost at least thirty years of life!
"Impossible! The Ultimate Sword of Life and Death! This is the Ultimate Sword of Life and Death! You cultivate the source of life! You actually cultivate the source of life!"
At this moment, the master of the Jagged Sword Sect has gray hair and wrinkles on his face. He no longer has the middle-aged and strong appearance before, and his whole person seems to be crazy.
The two sect masters also had expressions of disbelief on their faces. Their old faces were replaced by deep fear, because at that moment, they felt that death was so close. The feeling of watching their own lives passing by helplessly made people almost crazy.
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Later, Dongfang Ming was completely stunned. One sword! Just one sword! More than twenty spirit sword masters were wiped out in front of him, including four spiritual sword masters in the early stage of Jian Gang! Although the three sect masters survived,
Difficult, it looked like he was scared out of his wits.
Dongfang Ming felt his breathing quicken, and looked at Mo Wen's back with almost admiration. If he could achieve such a grace of defeating the enemy with one sword in his lifetime, what more could he ask for? The last bit of unhappiness in his heart at being forced and hijacked by Mo Wen.
As the sword fell, it finally disappeared. Perhaps, he should seize this opportunity and Dongfang Ming would have some enlightenment.
Mo Wen frowned. The result of this sword was not satisfactory to him. The blow just now consumed almost one-tenth of the Yuan Power in the Yuan Dan. In theory, it should be able to kill the mid-Jiangang Spirit Sword Master, but the result
But it only took away fifty years of life for the two middle-stage Jian Gang sect masters, and even less for the Saw Sword sect master, only thirty years. It seems that this kind of environment where everything is withered is not suitable for using the sword of life and death.
Thinking of this, he sighed lightly. But this sigh of dissatisfaction with the result of the Sword of Life and Death made the three sect masters' hearts beat wildly, which was not much different from hearing the sigh of the God of the Underworld.
The sect leader in the green sword robe shouted in fear: "Your Excellency, stop! I am willing to surrender! I will serve you as my master!"
The master of the Saw Sword Sect has a gloomy expression. Among the three, he has the highest cultivation level and has reached the late stage of Jian Gang. However, he can also clearly distinguish between dignity and life, not to mention that this world of spirit sword masters is
A world where the strong is respected, and Jiuhan State has demonstrated this iron law to the extreme. If he was really not afraid of death, he would not retreat to such a barren place to avoid disaster. After a brief inner struggle, he had something in his heart
Having made up his mind, he lowered his head and said: "Your Excellency, I am also willing to surrender. From now on, you will be the master of the Saw Sword Sect."
The two Jian Gang realm sect masters expressed their surrender one after another, but the third sect master remained silent, his face tensed up, and although his eyes could not hide the fear, there was no trace of fear.
Too much panic.
Mo Wen glanced at the two of them in surprise, and then looked at the cold-looking sect master.
The faces of the Saw Sword Sect Master and the green-robed Sect Master changed slightly.
"Leng Qiu! Why are you so stunned? Are you seeking death?" the green-robed sect leader shouted.
"Humph, you're an idiot who doesn't know current affairs." The owner of the Saw Sword Sect said with disdain on his face: "I just said he can't accomplish anything big."
The leader of the Green Robe Sect ignored the sarcasm of the leader of the Saw Sword Sect: "Leng Qiu, only if you are alive can you have hope. A dead man can't do anything!"
The Green Robe Sect Leader and Leng Qiu are in an alliance, and it is precisely because of this that they can resist the Saw Sword Sect Leader in the late Jiangang period. Therefore, the Green Robe Sect Leader absolutely does not want to lose Leng Qiu as an ally, otherwise he will never
The first day.
The muscles on Leng Qiu's face finally loosened, his eyes flickered uncertainly for a few times, and he finally lowered his head: "Master."
All three people surrendered. Mo Wen looked at the three of them carefully, as if to confirm their sincerity. This silent atmosphere made the Saw Sword Sect Master and the Green Robe Sect Master feel anxious, not knowing what Mo Wen would do next.
Will not fall out.
After a moment, Mo Wen had a flash of inspiration in his right hand, and the Blue Star Sword was put into the sword pouch. As Mo Wen sheathed the sword, the tense atmosphere between the two sides obviously eased.
"Why should I accept it?" Mo Wen asked calmly in an old voice.
The master of the green robe sect said respectfully: "Good birds choose trees to roost in. Your cultivation is so advanced that we are lucky to be able to serve you as our master. The Five Poison Sword Sect under my command controls all the cultivation resources of Scorpion Tail County and relies on you.
After Your Excellency, there are eight hundred disciples under my sect, but they are driven by Your Excellency."
The master of the Saw Sword Sect secretly praised the beauty, thinking that he could not say such disgusting words, but he expressed his position in an angry voice: "My subordinate Saw Sword Sect is the largest sword sect within a radius of 5,000 miles, and controls all of the Saw Bone County.
We have cultivation resources and over a thousand disciples, all of whom are dedicated to you as our master and will go through fire and water for you without hesitation."
Leng Qiu's face was still stiff, and his words were extremely brief: "Renjianmen, Qianren County, five hundred disciples."
Mo Wen fell silent, and the atmosphere in the venue condensed again.
Dongfang Ming's throat felt dry and his heart was beating wildly. He wished he could answer for Mo Qiao. There are three counties! And they are all large and above-average counties in Jiuhan Prefecture! Together, even if the land is barren, it can compete with other states.
Compared with some of the top-notch sword sects. I got the training resources of three counties out of thin air and had the services of three sword sects. I would be a fool not to agree!
"Your Excellency, you don't believe what we are saying?" The green-robed sect leader looked sad, as if he didn't believe how much humiliation they had suffered, gritted his teeth and said: "Your Excellency, we are willing to swear an oath to the Sword Ancestor!"
The Green Robe Sect Master and the Saw Sword Sect Master immediately swore an oath in the name of the Sword Ancestor, willing to serve Mo Wen as their master for the rest of their lives. If they regretted it, they would have Ten Thousand Swords pierced through their hearts, and they would never be reincarnated.
Finally, it was Leng Qiu's turn. The master of the Renjian Sect snorted coldly and did not mean to say a word more.
The faces of the other two sect masters were slightly ugly, and even the green-robed sect master showed a hint of annoyance in his eyes. How could his ally be so straightforward? Don't you understand what flexibility is?
The green-robed sect leader gritted his teeth and said with his spiritual consciousness: "Hurry up and swear, this is just a temporary measure, not accurate. This person cultivates the source of life, and he also masters the sword of life and death. He can't fight against any of us."
If you can't get a favor, first stabilize him!"
Leng Qiu pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, as if he didn't hear him at all.
Just when the green-robed sect master was at his wits' end, Mo Wen's voice came over, and his brief words made the green-robed sect master feel like he was hearing the voice of a fairy.
"I accept your submission." Mo Wen said flatly.
The master of the Green Robe Sect was immediately overjoyed and said sincerely: "It is our honor for you to accept our service. With your profound cultivation, I believe that under your leadership, our Sword Sect will usher in a glorious future."
develop!"
The Master of the Saw Sword Sect shed a layer of goosebumps, and looked at the Master of the Green Robe Sect with a strange look. After being a neighbor for more than a hundred years, why didn't he notice that this guy was so good at flattery?
"Your Excellency, you are now the master of our three major sword sects. Please move to the mountain gate and let your disciples pay homage to the master." The green-robed sect master said a long series of graceful flattery, and finally changed the subject in the last sentence.
Express clearly.
Mo Wen took a serious look at the green-robed sect leader and looked at him with some fury, then said lightly: "Lead the way."
"Yes, Your Excellency!"
The green-robed sect leader winked at the Saw Sword sect leader and Leng Qiu, and then led the way.
Dongfang Ming's face looked hesitant at this moment, and Mo Wen didn't look back: "What questions do you have?"
Dongfang Ming's eyes changed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Senior, the people of Jiuhan State are the most unreliable. The Sword Ancestor's Oath has no binding force on them."
"Aren't you also from Jiuhan Prefecture?"
Dongfang Ming opened his mouth and said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Senior, we are different. The Junior's Huangjian Sect is a disciple of the Eight Desolate Sword Sect from a thousand years ago. It is a serious and famous authentic sect, and once entered the Ziyun Star Pavilion.
Be the Lord of Jiuhan Province!"
Mo Wen hummed and stopped talking.
Dongfang Ming quietly took a look at Mo Wen's back and did not dare to say anything more. He believed that his predecessors were too unpredictable and would not fall into the trap so easily.
The three Sword Sect masters led the way, and Mo Wen followed two or three miles behind. It seemed that he was not afraid of the three of them escaping.
There was an intense spiritual exchange between the Saw Sword Sect Master and the Green Robe Sect Master: "Ebony, are you sure about this old boy? You must know that that guy is a person who cultivates life source, and his life source power is at least as high as
Reached the second level of Yuan Dan! If you anger him, how many swords do you think you can take from him? These life source cultivators are all lunatics who trade lives for lives!"
The green-robed sect leader snorted: "Don't worry, although my Five Dragons Transforming Poison Sword Formation is only the second-level low-grade, it is the nemesis of their life source cultivators! As long as he can enter my Five Dragons Transforming Poison Sword Formation
, just don’t think about it!”
"As long as you are confident, I always feel uneasy, but don't care, let me be inferior to others, don't even think about it!" The leader of the Jagged Sword Sect spat fiercely and glanced behind him.
An hour later.
The three sect masters stopped in front, and a continuous mountain range appeared below them, and the area stretching for hundreds of miles deep in the mountain range was filled with a layer of five-color miasma, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Your Excellency, this is where my subordinate's Five Poison Sword Gate Mountain Gate is located, Wudu Ridge." Wumu bowed respectfully to Mo Wen: "Your Excellency, please send me here while I go to activate the Mountain Guarding Sword Formation."
After saying that, the ebony sword flew above the five-color miasma and struck several spiritual seals downwards.
The rich five-color miasma rolled and gathered on both sides. Soon, the wind and clouds changed, and lush mountain peaks appeared one after another, completely different from the vast frozen soil and withered life outside.
"Senior please!"
Wu Mu turned sideways slightly and made a gesture of invitation to Mo Wen.dd