Throughout Jiuhan State, all living beings felt the trembling deep in their souls. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth shook violently, and the originally clear sky showed various strange phenomena such as storms, thunderstorms, ice and snow.
Leng Qiu and the other twenty surviving Jian Gang Realm spirit sword masters looked to the south in horror.
"Is this really the spiritual pressure of the Jian Yuan level?" A late-stage Jian Gang spiritual sword master was surprised and unsure.
The others looked at each other in confusion. Is a fight in the Jian Yuan realm so terrifying? Can it cause changes in the sky?
Lengqiu's eyes burst out with enthusiasm, this is his master!
Rumble, rumble——
A terrible roar came from the distant void, and the sky in the south suddenly collapsed, opening huge gaps, and the entire sky was rendered pitch black!
"Shatter the Void!"
Many spirit sword masters gasped in unison, and one of them said with a trembling voice: "This can never be the power of the sword element level!"
"Unpopular Master, who is this senior? Has he surpassed Jian Yuan's existence?"
Several spirit sword masters in the middle and late stages of Jian Gang looked at Leng Qiu with burning eyes. If they could climb up to this strong man, they would be able to walk sideways in the Star Pavilion!
Leng Qiu's excitement had calmed down. He glanced at them and said calmly: "Hurry up and leave. The aftermath of Desert City is still waiting for us to deal with."
Leng Qiu avoided talking about it, and it was hard for everyone to ask questions. After all, the only person who has been in contact with that senior now is Leng Qiu. This is the only line to climb up to that senior. It seems that it is necessary to reposition our sect and Tibet.
It has something to do with Jianmen. Many leaders of the forces are secretly thinking about it.
"Sister Mu, is it Senior Sword Master who saved us?" Ling Xueer's face was a little excited. Sword Master, that is a legendary existence!
Mu Qingqing shook his head slightly: "It's hard to say, but it seems that the spiritual pressure they released has exceeded the level of Jian Yuan, and it should have surpassed Jian Yuan."
Staring at the south, Mu Qingqing suddenly sighed softly: "Two sword embryo realm beings suddenly appeared in Ziyun Star Pavilion and were fighting. I don't know if it was a blessing or a curse."
At the same moment, almost all the Jianyuan realm spirit sword masters in Ziyun Star Pavilion left their respective caves and hurried towards the remote location of Jiuhan Province...
Groan!
Above the void, Dahui roared angrily, and all the Gengjin thunder power converged towards the horn on his forehead, and then turned into a silver-white lightning and spit it out!
Lightning and blood light merged, and the violent power tore the sky apart. The Gengjin Divine Thunder finally shattered all the blood light, but the sword power of the Son of Slaughter could not be completely eliminated, and the remaining power hit Da Hui.
Big Hui screamed and hit the void like a cannonball, smashing several mountain peaks.
"You are not overestimating your own capabilities!" The Son of Slaughter snorted disdainfully. Although Gengjin's thunder power is special, its power level is only the third-level super level. If it does not reach the fourth level in a day, it will become a mortal! It's just a third-level super level monster.
The beast also tried to block his sword!
"Junior! You are next!" The Son of Slaughter stared at Mo Wen, with a cruel sneer on his lips.
Mo Wen's expression was calm. Da Hui's defeat had no impact on him at all. According to the induction of soul blood, Da Hui only suffered some flesh injuries, which were not serious. The level of this battle was even worse with Da Hui's current strength.
Unable to intervene, he directly ordered him to temporarily leave the battlefield with his mind.
Mo Wen's calmness angered the Son of Slaughter. This was simply provocation and indifference! It was so unreasonable! If his body had escaped, he could have crushed this ant to death with one finger! But this little ant kept doing this over and over again.
Provoking his dignity again and again!
"Die! Blood Sea Pagoda!"
The Son of Slaughter slashed down with another sword, the void was shattered by the terrifying force of the sword, and the terrifying light of killing was directed at Mo Wen!
Facing such a terrifying sword power, Mo Wen was not afraid at all. The word "kill" came out of his mouth, and the "kill" formula was slashed out without hesitation. At this moment, he pushed the killing sword technique to its peak state!
Two killing forces of the same nature and different origins collided head-on, and the void within a hundred miles radius instantly shattered.
Mo Wen's killing swordsmanship finally fell short by half, and was blasted into the void by the sword of the Son of Killing, slamming heavily into the ground. The ground with a diameter of more than ten miles collapsed, and within a radius of a hundred miles there were crisscrossing terrifying sword marks.
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"Junior, do you know what real power is?" The Son of Slaughter sneered. After receiving his sword, he would lose half his life even if he didn't die!
But obviously he miscalculated.
Wow——
A figure pushed away the scattered earth and rocks and emerged, slowly floating into the void. It was Mo Wen! At this moment, apart from the severe damage to his clothes, Mo Wen's skin was not even broken at all!
"How is that possible?" The Son of Slaughter's eyes bulged, as if he had seen a ghost. In his calculations, if a half-step sword fetus realm spirit sword master ate his sword, he would be seriously injured even if he could survive, but he would definitely not be able to survive.
It shouldn't be as unscathed as it is now!
Mo Wen ignored the horrified Son of Slaughter. He looked at his hands and shook his head slightly. The gap between Jian Yuan and Jian Fei was indeed not so easy to smooth. His Sword Art of Slaughter had already reached the level of Jian Yuan.
The most extreme state, but it is still unable to compete with the power of the sword embryo level. But today is a rare opportunity. This Blood-killing Demon Lord is the existence of the perfect sword heart of the killing sword, but it is a living fossil, and its influence on the killing sword is
His understanding can definitely be said to be at the pinnacle, but he is able to learn from it in the way of killing swordsmanship that he has been trying to practice, and he has gained a bit more confidence in his practice of condensing the killing swordsmanship!
Thinking of this, Mo Wen temporarily put aside all distracting thoughts, raised his head to look at the Son of Slaughter, the corner of his mouth curled up, and then the Sword of Slaughter erupted violently...
Boom! Boom!
The Blood-killing Demon Lord could no longer remember how many times he had chopped down Mo Wen. At this moment, he did not feel the slightest joy of victory, but only felt a deep sense of powerlessness and fear! Yes, he felt fear.
!Being afraid of these damn ants!
Wow!
Rubbles were flying, and Mo Wen jumped out of the pit again. His exposed upper body was unharmed except for some superficial sword marks. Moreover, his energy was surprisingly good, and he seemed to be getting braver with each battle.
"Come again!"
Mo Wen didn't pause at all and directly attacked the Son of Slaughter.
"Damn it! Go to hell!" The Blood-killing Demon Lord roared hysterically, and the terrifying bloody giant sword slashed out again, and the terrifying sword force enveloped Mo Wen!
Mo Wen's body moved strangely along a mysterious trajectory, but even with these seemingly useless struggles, most of the sword that the Blood-killing Demon Lord was bound to win fell into the air, and the rest fell into the air.
It was easily broken open by Mo Wen.
"What?" The Blood-killing Demon Lord's face was so gloomy that water almost dripped from his face. After fighting to this point, the opponent was already familiar with his attack sword style! This made him feel a chill coming from the depths of his heart.
"It's still the same moves, are there no new moves?" Mo Wen's eyes were burning, staring at the Blood-killing Demon Lord as if he were staring at a table of sumptuous meals.
The blood-killing demon king was completely frightened. His son of killing was not fully mature, and the killing power he obtained was not endless. One day, the power would eventually be exhausted. However, the opponent seemed unaffected at all, and instead fought harder and harder.
With his spirit, it seemed that it would not be a problem to take another hundred and eighty swords from him, which almost made him despair! Even if the opponent couldn't be beaten to death, Xiaoqiang! This made him unable to see any chance of winning!
The green hills are left without fear of running out of firewood! The Blood-killing Demon Lord suddenly retreated in his heart. This time, he finally used the killing power he cultivated to draw out a ray of distraction in his body, and then eroded it with blood evil.
Half of the population of Jiuhan State made them demonize and kill, gathering the power of killing to give birth to a clone - the Son of Killing. His original intention was to use the power of the Son of Killing to attract the sealing power of Thunder Mountain from the outside, allowing the main body to take the opportunity to escape, but
It’s not about fighting others here! Getting out of trouble is the main goal!
Thinking of this, the Blood-Slaughter Demon Lord had already made a decision. He suddenly sheathed his sword and threw it towards the Thunder Mountain below.
Mo Wen was startled, but he did not expect that the other party would avoid the fight and run away. However, when he saw the direction in which the other party surrendered, his heart suddenly shook, and he had already guessed something. This was something he could never allow, a terrifying confrontation with the Blood-killing Demon Lord.
For him, who once swallowed a ray of the opponent's soul, he knows best that it is the existence of the perfect sword heart! Once born, all living beings will be devastated and the world will be in chaos!
It was time to end, Mo Wen felt a chill in his heart, no longer hiding his strength, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the place.
It is the supreme swordsmanship in Jinxing Swordsmanship - the instant swordsmanship! And it uses the body instead of the sword!
After the Bitian Sword Technique reached Jian Yuan, the attack range of the Instant Sword Technique increased significantly, from a thousand feet to ten thousand feet. As long as it was within thirty miles, the Instant Sword Technique could allow him to reach any place instantly!
Whoosh!
Mo Wen's figure stopped in front of the Blood-Slaying Demon Lord without any warning!
The face of the Blood-killing Demon Lord changed: "Space movement! No! What kind of weird movement technique are you doing? You can actually move instantly!"
Lightning flashed in Mo Wen's right eye, and the Thundering Sword Energy instantly filled his body! The Thundering Sword Intent, which had reached the peak of Dacheng, also suddenly exploded!
"Thunder Prison!"
Two words came out of Mo Wen's mouth, and then a thunder exploded from the sky and the earth, and a piece of golden thunder suddenly spread out, instantly turning into a golden ocean of thunder, covering the Blood-killing Demon Lord in an instant!
"Tribulation Thunder! This is the Heavenly Tribulation Tribulation Thunder!" The Blood-killing Demon Lord let out a scream of extreme horror, and saw his demonic body of the Son of Slaughter melting rapidly in the golden sea of thunder, becoming thousands of thousands in just a moment.
It's full of holes! His demonic body is not afraid of Dahui's Gengjin thunder, but under this golden thunder, it is like a snowman in the sun, unable to compete at all!
This is the power of the tribulation thunder! It contains the supreme will of destruction of heaven! It is superior to all living things! Moreover, the golden thunder transformed by Mo Wen Kuang Ting Sword Dao is not an ordinary tribulation thunder, but a pure thunder that is closest to the origin of thunder.
Attribute thunder power! It can be said to be the starting point of all attribute thunder powers!
"Ah! Damn it!"
The Blood-killing Demon Lord howled loudly and miserably. The damage to the clone was secondary, but the main thing was the ray of his soul hidden in the clone. It suffered a devastating blow under this golden thunder!
"Open it for me!"
The Blood-Slaughter Demon Lord roared angrily, thrust his hands into the void and tore it violently, opening a crack in space, and then dived in with the scarred Son of Slaughter.