Mo Wen gave a low shout, a flash of light flashed from the sword bag on his waist, and he held the Bingyun Sword in his hand!
Liu Yinong and Mu Haobai are not pedantic people. They know that they can't help here and may have to hold back. Looking at each other, Ninja grieves and rushes away with the others.
Huo Nu looked at Mo Wen quietly and did not make any move to stop him. Mo Wen's mind was entirely focused on Huo Nu. The Great Perfection of Sword Meridian was far beyond him, so it was difficult to predict the outcome.
"Did Zhou Qingshu ask you to come?"
Mo Wen suppressed the murderous intention in his chest and asked in a cold voice.
The fire slave said in a stiff voice: "If you offend your master, you will die!"
With that said, he slashed out with his sword, and the red sword light was like a fire dragon flying across the sky. This time Huo Nu didn't hold anything back, and the full strength of the sword pulse was completely released!
The sword light contained boundless heat, and instantly turned into scorched earth under the sword light. Mo Wen even felt that the clothes on his body were about to burn.
In this situation, Mo Wen had no room for reservation and could only use all his strength to deal with it.
The third form of the Great Cloud and Rain Sword Technique - Melting Clouds and Transforming into Rain!
After the terrifying increase in spiritual power from the Bingyun Sword, Mo Wen slashed out a black sword light that was almost as powerful as the Huo Nu.
The two sword lights collided, causing boundless ripples. The scattered sword energy in the sky tore through the space of hundreds of feet in radius, scraping off layers of the building debris protruding from the ground.
Mo Wen groaned, and his body slid back dozens of feet. His legs almost completely sank into the soil, and several horrific wounds appeared on his body. They were cracked by the shock! However, as soon as these wounds appeared, they could
Healing speed is visible to the naked eye.
Is this the strength of the Great Perfection of Sword Meridians? Mo Wen already had a rough idea in his mind. This kind of power was indeed far greater than his. If his sword body hadn't broken through to another level, he might have shattered his body with just one sword strike.
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At this moment, several short screams suddenly came from the distance. Mo Wen's expression changed. He knew these voices very well. They were the voices of Liu Yinong and other high-level spiritual sword masters!
Just a few miles away, an incandescent sword light flashed away, and a figure swept from that direction, and then stopped on a hill a hundred feet away.
Mo Wen opened his eyes angrily and stared at the figure: "What did you do to them?"
That figure was another Dzogchen Spiritual Sword Master following Zhou Qingshu. His eyes were calm and he said calmly: "Kill, anyone who offends the master will die!"
Mo Wen suddenly regained his composure, but the evil aura on his body increased instead of decreasing, and there was a faint blood-colored halo flickering in his eyes.
"Don't waste too much time, kill him and return to the master." The second spiritual sword master with perfect sword veins said calmly.
Huo Nu nodded, and the red sword light rose again.
Mo Wen also moved, Qingyun Step was pushed to the extreme by him, and his body drew an afterimage and rushed towards the second sword pulse Dzogchen Spirit Sword Master, completely ignoring Huo Nu's sword.
The spirit sword master was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting that the other party would make such a suicidal move, but soon a hint of ridicule appeared on his lips. In his eyes, this was just an ant's dying struggle.
He sneered and raised the spiritual sword in his hand. The incandescent sword light illuminated the whole world, as bright as the sun. But before he could swing the sword down, a golden light suddenly broke into his spiritual consciousness, easily tearing his spiritual consciousness apart.
It crashed into his sea of consciousness instantly with lightning speed!
"ah!"
The spirit sword master let out a shrill scream. It was difficult to describe the pain. It was like a needle was stirring desperately in his mind, and his soul seemed to be torn apart.
Mo Wen succeeded in a sneak attack with his sword sense, and his body was already approaching ten feet in front of this person, but Huo Nu's sword light also fell down. Mo Wen stepped on Qingyun Step, his body was disillusioned, and he avoided the red sword.
Most of the power of Qi, but the remaining 30% is still really chopped on the body.
A terrifying sword mark on his back almost cut him in two from top to bottom! Mo Wen didn't stop at all and continued to rush forward, appearing in front of the Dzogchen Spirit Sword Master.
The Bingyun Sword pierced directly between his eyebrows and penetrated from the back of his head! The terrifying ice-cold spiritual power was also stimulated, instantly freezing the entire body of the spirit sword master and shattering into ice powder.
After killing the Dzogchen Spiritual Sword Master, Mo Wen didn't even look back and rushed towards the distance. Huo Nu's expression changed greatly and he immediately gave chase.
Mo Wen's situation was very bad. He underestimated the power of the sword energy of the Great Perfection Spirit Sword Master. Although the wounds behind his back were horrific, they were not fatal. The real trouble was the alien sword energy that penetrated his body.
The blazing fire sword energy rushed through the meridians like a tyrannosaurus, and half of the body was almost unconscious due to the scorching heat. 90% of the strength was mobilized to suppress this * sword energy, and only 10% could maintain Qingyun Step.
Huo Nu obviously also possesses special body skills, and his whole body was shrouded in fiery red sword light, shooting towards Mo Wen like a bolide.
The two of them chased each other and ran away for dozens of miles. At this time, the distance between the two had narrowed to more than ten feet! Mo Wen was almost at the end of his strength!
Running up a higher hillside, my eyes suddenly opened up, and a huge sword tomb appeared in front of me. The mountains and plains were filled with densely packed remains of broken swords. The rich blood evil could be seen with the naked eye. The red evil mist rolled endlessly, and there was a faint feeling of desolation.
The sword howls and mourns.
A flash of joy flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, and without hesitation, he shot his body into the sword graveyard and plunged into the red mist.
Huo Nu stopped outside the scope of the sword grave, looked at the sword grave in front of him with a somewhat gloomy expression, and finally gritted his teeth and rushed in. The red evil mist quickly submerged the two of them.
After Mo Wen entered the evil mist, he felt that his whole soul was jumping for joy, especially the golden sword in the sea of consciousness that was shaking endlessly. Feeling that the fire slave behind him followed him into the evil mist, Mo Wen gritted his teeth, steeled himself and continued to move toward
Gallop forward.
As it went deeper, the red evil mist became thicker and thicker, and the visual distance quickly shortened from the previous hundred feet. The corresponding sword evil death aura also became thicker and thicker. Mo Wen didn't know how deep he went in the end, but in the end he was exhausted.
With the last bit of strength in his body, he fell headlong to the ground. The visible red mist around him was no longer ten feet away. The power of the evil was extremely terrifying!
Mo Wen lay on the ground, breathing heavily. The horrific wound on his back was scorched black, as if it had been burned by flames. The chapped muscles slowly squirmed, trying to heal but were blocked by a force and unable to close.
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After resting for a while, Mo Wen sat cross-legged and took out the three-turn water cloud array disk from his sword pouch. The three first-order water attribute spiritual stones inlaid on it had become extremely dim. He had killed thousands of people in the sword-making villa formation before.
A famous spiritual swordsman, most of the water attribute spiritual power contained in it was consumed.
He pinched the sword technique with his hand and activated the formation disk, and a layer of invisible ripples silently enveloped the space of ten feet in radius. After doing this, Mo Wen breathed a sigh of relief and began to close his eyes and regulate his breathing, dealing with the mess of his body.
The fire-attributed sword energy in his body was extremely violent and powerful. It took Mo Wen all his strength to suppress it, and removing it was a long process. All of his sword energy with various attributes were saturated, and the alien fire in his body
Even if the attribute sword energy is refined, it cannot be absorbed and can only be excreted from the body.
Mo Wen sat there for several hours, but what he didn't expect was that Huo Nu didn't find him, but a group of uninvited guests peeked out of the evil mist and wandered ten feet away.
If all the evil mist dissipates, you can see hundreds of densely packed blood-red creatures surrounding Mowen. Their bodies range from big to small, and they come in all kinds of varieties, including wolves, tigers, leopards, dogs, snakes, insects, minks, and bears.
There are many other things that look different, but their identities are all evil spirits without exception!
These evil spirits looked at Mo Wen, who was sitting cross-legged, with awe and greed. The concealment effect of the three-turn water cloud sword array might be useful for spirit sword masters, but it was ineffective for creatures like them, which were originally composed of spiritual energy and evil spirits.
Any effect, Mo Wen is as dazzling as a sun in their eyes. Every evil spirit wants to swallow this sun and replace it, but subconsciously they are in awe from the heart. To use a vivid metaphor, it is a group of people peeking at the throne.
Although the king is still very young, the king is the king, and he has the power of life and death!
Mo Wen's mind was all concentrated in his body, and his sword consciousness was silent in the sea of consciousness. The external fluctuations became weaker and weaker, and finally almost disappeared. These situations were reflected in the spiritual consciousness of those evil spirits and became increasingly weak.
Finally, I don’t know which evil spirit was the first to be unable to bear the temptation of greed and pounced on Mo Wen. This caused a chain effect, and each evil spirit jumped up and pounced in one direction.
Soon, with Mo Wen as the center, a huge blood mountain formed. They struggled to devour each other and looked like a wriggling snot. As time went by, this blood mountain began to shrink inward and collapse.
Devouring or being devoured, there will always be a winner who will survive in the end. The number of these hundreds of evil spirits of different sizes has decreased sharply, but the individuals are becoming more and more powerful.
Originally, with the nature of evil spirits, it was absolutely impossible for them to coexist peacefully. The weak were food for the strong. They usually acted alone, but now these hundreds of evil spirits came together for a common goal, but
It also means that only one can survive!
When there were only dozens left, several evil spirits had already evolved blood shadow sword consciousness, and others also began to mutate and evolve.
However, with the evolution of Blood Shadow Sword Sense, the devouring ability of evil spirits has become terrifying. Those evil spirits that have not evolved have become food. In the end, only six of the hundreds of evil spirits are left!
Each of these six has a small blood-colored sword condensed in its body. The power of each small blood-colored sword is several times or even ten times that of Mo Wen! They are the crystallization of the power of hundreds of evil spirits!
The six evil spirits began to fight for the final possession of the food in front of them. They were entangled with each other and wrapped around Mo Wen. Their original shapes could no longer be distinguished.
But just when the six evil spirits couldn't decide the winner, a golden light suddenly pierced the bodies of the six evil spirits and shot out from the inside, and then a small golden sword rose up.
The six evil spirits let out frightened mental screams and suddenly broke away from Mo Wen's body, turning into six small bloody swords and trying to escape. However, the small golden swords were faster than them and suddenly turned into a large golden net, which was instantly trapped.