Three hundred and fortieth chapters one sword to kill demons
Hundreds of thousands of residents of Fulong City were all awakened. They walked out of their rooms one by one and looked at the strange phenomenon happening in the sky above the city.
Countless bright spots of light rose from the spirit island, converging towards the north city as if being attracted, gradually forming a multicolored sword shadow hundreds of feet long in mid-air, and the buzzing sound of the sword resounded throughout the world, as if
It is the unwilling cry of countless spiritual swords. It is an unyielding fighting spirit, the intention to continue fighting even if it means death!
At this moment, all the spirit sword remnant spirits that had fallen on Fulong Island were revived. This was not the will of tens of thousands of remnant spirits, but the will of all the remnant spirits that had fallen on Fulong Island, even if they were long gone.
The remaining spirits among them were also awakened at this moment. They did not have too many thoughts, only one obsession, the obsession to fight the monsters! This obsession was earth-shattering, transcending the ordinary world, and everyone followed it.
I felt a suffocating tremor in the sword shadow above.
"This, how is this possible?" Liu Zhenxuan looked at this scene in confusion, unable to express his inner shock in words.
Not only Fulong Island, but within a radius of hundreds of miles, all the obsessions of the remnant spirits that had disappeared were summoned and gathered into the shadow of the colorful sword above Fulong City.
The mist in Mo Wen's eyes gradually cleared up, and his body was lifted up by the sea of will, slowly floating above the city. He stretched out his hand to feel the colorful fluorescence around him, and sighed faintly:
"I understand, do you want to continue fighting? Then I will take you to fight together!"
Mo Wen reached up and grabbed the multicolored lightsaber in his hand.
"You are awakened by your obsession with fighting the monsters, and this sword is called Monster Killing."
Mo Wen waved his arm gently, and the five-colored lightsaber violently erupted with endless brilliance, turning into a bright sword pillar that tore through the night sky and fell into the sea outside Fulong Island.
boom--
Waves hundreds of feet high were set off in the sea, tens of millions of tons of seawater were thrown into the sky, and an abyss ten thousand feet long appeared directly on the sea!
"Directly control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth! This, how is this possible?" Liu Zhenxuan's eyes almost bulged out. This level of attack is completely beyond the limit of human power. Only the sword fetus realm spirit sword master who condenses the sword soul to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can
Only then can we do it!
"No! That's not right! He borrowed the will of Broken Sword and Broken Spirit! That's right, this is the only way to forcefully absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turn it into sword light! Monster! So monster!" Liu Zhenxuan stared at the figure in the sky, wishing he could
Grab it, take it apart and study it!
In the sky above the City Lord's Mansion, Xi Feixue, Qi Wei and dozens of other spirit sword masters were completely stunned. The power of the sword was so fierce! Is this the sword essence? I wouldn't believe it even if I beat them to death!
"Mo, Senior Mo is a strong man in the Sword Embryo Realm!" Xiao Feng swallowed and said happily.
Xi Feixue took a deep breath, and her eyes quickly regained her composure: "Probably not. A strong man in the Sword Embryo Realm can activate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with every movement of his hands and feet, easily tearing apart space barriers. Senior Mo's sword only contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It should be true."
Performed some kind of 'sword technique'."
"But, I have seen the second master use the Sword Sect's secret 'sword technique' Han Yue, but the power was not that strong?" Xiao Feng asked.
"The second master has only comprehended the three-part artistic conception of 'Han Yue', and its power is still far behind the real sword technique. Senior Mo should have mastered at least 60% of the heat of this sword technique." Xi Feixue said something.
He looked at the figure in the sky with somewhat confused eyes: "Maybe with Senior Mo, our Fulong Island really has a glimmer of hope."
The shadow of the sword in the sky has disappeared, those smart spots of light have returned to silence, disappearing under the night sky, and that terrifying will has also fallen silent, as if it had never appeared at all.
Mo Wen glanced at his right hand: "So this is the purpose of my sword."
As soon as his body moved, under the urging of the Killing Sword Element, Mo Wen turned into a black light and fell back to the city lord's palace. He ignored the spiritual sword masters who were alarmed by the vision and just nodded to Liu Zhenxuan as a greeting.
He returned to his temporary residence and entered a state of retreat.
It took Mo Wen a night to completely retain the sword he had just comprehended in his heart.
On the second day, Mo Wen had just finished meditating when someone came over.
In the living room, Mo Wense looked at the three people in front of him calmly.
"The junior Qi Wei (Qin Long, Fang Zhiyong) meets the senior."
The three late Jian Gang spiritual sword masters saluted respectfully at the same time.
"What's the matter with you?" Mo Wen asked directly.
The three of them looked at each other and knelt down at the same time: "Senior, please help me!"
"Senior, we are very clear about the situation in the Blood Soul Sea. Fulong Island is now an isolated island, and it will fall sooner or later. For the sake of the 300,000 compatriots in the city, please save Fulong Island once!" The man named
Qin Long's spirit sword master said excitedly.
Mo Wen glanced at the three of them and said calmly: "There are too many people, and I can't do anything."
The three of them looked overjoyed, and the spirit sword master named Qi Wei said: "We don't dare to embarrass our seniors. We only hope that seniors will leave some fire for me on Fulong Island. Each of our sects has a sword ship. I just want you to
Senior allows us to follow him, and we are willing to lead our disciples to serve senior forever!"
Mo Wen fell silent, seeming to be really thinking. The three of them lowered their heads, sweat dripping from their foreheads due to nervousness.
After a while, Mo Wen's voice sounded: "You go, I will consider taking you with me when I leave."
The three of them were overjoyed and bowed to Mo Wen again: "Thank you, senior!"
Then the three spirit sword masters exited the hall in a happy mood, and Liu Zhenxuan came out of the side room in the corner of the hall with a look of amusement and ridicule.
"These three guys can really afford to take it and let it go. Three hundred thousand subjects will be thrown away at their will."
Mo Wen stared at the door of the hall and said nothing.
Liu Zhenxuan said in surprise: "Brother Mo, don't you really want to take the three of them with you?"
Mo Wen shook his head: "No, I was thinking, how many people can we take away?"
"What?" Liu Zhenxuan was stunned, and then his tone increased by eight points: "Brother Mo! Are you kidding? We are running for our lives, not for an outing! You actually want to take those ordinary people away with you! You didn't go crazy during your practice last night.
Already?"
"No." Mo Wen looked at Liu Zhenxuan with extremely firm eyes: "I'm not crazy. I'm just doing what a spirit sword master should do. I don't want to leave any flaws in the heart of the sword."
Last night, Mo Wen finally faced his fate. The mission of the spirit sword is to fight monsters, protect the human race, and uphold the will of millions of remnants. Mo Wen must accept this mission, otherwise he has the right to obtain the remnant in the world.
Spiritual approval? Let them willingly choose themselves as their destination? The hundreds of thousands of people in Fulong City are no longer a question of whether to save or not, but a question of whether they must be saved! How to save!
Liu Zhenxuan's expression was shocked, and he became rarely serious. He pondered for a long time and took a deep breath: "I understand, that's it, that's it..."
With a flash of inspiration, a simple long sword with a dark blade appeared in his hand, and he gently stroked the blade of the "Light-Tracing Sword": "It has been twenty years since I got you, and you still refuse to acknowledge me. The original problem is
Appearing here is because I was negligent and forgot the responsibilities that a spirit sword master should have. Don't worry, I will be a competent spirit sword master in the future."
Buzz——
A soft moan came from the dark sword body, which seemed to be a response to Liu Zhenxuan, and then a huge amount of spiritual power rushed into his body like a flood.
A thunderous roar came from Liu Zhenxuan's body, and the balance of sword energy in his body was instantly broken. His deliberately hidden spiritual energy could no longer be concealed and spread out. A spiritual pressure belonging to the peak of Jian Gang's perfection enveloped the entire hall.
.
"Haha, Su Guang, are you finally willing to acknowledge me?"
Liu Zhenxuan laughed loudly, and his laughter was full of joy, but soon the laughter turned into shock: "No! Your spiritual power is too huge, you want to kill me? Brother Mo, I want to go back to Jianfu for retreat.
When you attack the Sword Origin Realm, you can take care of the rest by yourself, I fully support you."
After saying that, Liu Zhenxuan turned into a sword light and rushed out of the hall, and then galloped madly towards the seaside.
Mo Wen looked at Liu Zhenxuan's disappearing sword light and shook his head. He stood up and went outside to call a Liuli Island disciple who had been sent to serve by Xi Feixue.
"Go and find your senior sister. I have something to ask her."
The girl hurriedly stepped back and hurried away.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, Xi Feixue's figure appeared in the living room.
"Feixue has seen Senior Mo?"
"How many sword ships and sword mansions are there on the island?" Mo asked without any nonsense and went straight to the point.
Xi Fei
Three of them belong to the three major sword sects of the original Fulong Island, and the other four are carried by some spirit sword masters who fled here from other spiritual islands. In addition, there are a total of thirty-four sword sects, except for six that belong to the second level.
The rest are all first-level. But..."
At this point, Xi Feixue's expression darkened: "Because they were in such a hurry when escaping from the island, most of the Spirit Island disciples were not prepared enough. There are very few spirit stone reserves left, which are not enough to support long-distance voyages."
"Eight sword ships, thirty-four sword mansions." Mo Wen pondered for a moment: "How many people can be carried at most?"
"This junior has calculated in private that he can probably carry 30,000 people." Xi Feixue's expression became even darker. Thirty thousand people may seem like a lot, but compared with the city's population of more than 300,000, it's not even a fraction!
And this is under the premise that we only consider people and not material reserves.
Seeing that Mo Wen was deep in thought, Xi Feixue hesitated for a moment and bit her lower lip: "Senior, in fact, if it is a last resort, we can give up selectively..."
Mo Wen raised his head and glanced at her. Xi Feixue immediately shut up. Some words did not need to be clarified.
"Let me think about this for a while, you go down first." dd