Seeing Mo Qingwu's sword, even though he only saw the scabbard, the Supreme Being was a little amused.
This is clearly a handicraft knife. How can anyone’s knife be so delicate and exquisite? Even if it is an ornamental knife, it doesn’t need to be so small...
It was clearly Ning Tianya who made this gorgeous knife to please his apprentice.
As for what earth-shattering power this knife can exert in the hands of a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl? That’s really hahahaha...
What's more, this little girl is only at the sixth level of Saint level...
So he just grabbed it without any scruples.
If Mo Qingwu used his sword, he wouldn't have to dodge, he could just grab it.
If the knife that this little girl cherished so much at the critical moment of life and death was broken into pieces, it would be a revenge for the way these little girls looked down on me just now...
Mo Qingwu flew back with a light and weightless body.
The Supreme Being chased after him without hesitation, grabbed hold of her with one hand, and said with a smile: "Miss Mo... don't struggle anymore, you know, it's useless..."
At this moment, Mo Qingwu Hao moved his wrist, pulled out his right hand, grabbed the scabbard with his left hand and pulled it horizontally, all in one movement!
In the dark middle of the night, suddenly a red light shot into the sky!
A flash of red light!
Mo Qingwu was merciless and slashed it with one clean stroke!
With one knife, he chopped off the hand that was showing its teeth and claws in front of him! Even before Xing Meng Qing Wu Dao felt any hindrance, the right hand of the Fourth Grade Supreme Master ran away from home!
Before Mo Qingwu could use up all his remaining energy, he slashed his sword with red light and ran towards it!
Before the ferocious smile on the Supreme Lord's face could turn into panic and pain, he cut off the great head like tofu!
The head soared into the sky.
In mid-air, the face that had lost its life still had a smug and contented smile!
Mo Qingwu swung the knife, but he did not expect such a result!
The knife cut off both the hand and the head so lightly as if it were nothing?
The results have already appeared, but Mo Qingwu was still stunned.
It wasn't just Mo Qingwu. Everyone was stunned.
This thing is so... so unbelievable! Everyone was dumbfounded, and their eyes almost fell to the ground!
Among them, including Dong Wushang, all the surviving Xiao family masters, and secretly Mo Leier...
The collective was stunned!
What's going on?
Of course they didn't know that Chu Yang almost fell out with the Sword Spirit in order to build this sword. The Sword Spirit, who always strives for excellence, almost went on strike due to Chu Yang's torment!
This sword was already a peerless sword when Chu Yang first forged it!
By the third day in the middle, I saw Mo Qingwu. When he processed it for the second time, it was already a sword that had begun to take shape! By the third day in the middle, when he processed it for the third time, the materials used made even the sword spirit tremble.
My flesh hurts!
It can be said that: in the entire Jiuzhongtian, except for the Nine Tribulations Sword, Mo Qingwu's sword is definitely the best! Unique! A sword that is unique to Gu Lingjin!
This sword even contains all the love of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master!
Such a knife was stained with blood for the first time today. It killed a fourth-grade supreme!
And this fourth-grade supreme of the Xiao family has completely created a history, created a precedent! Created a record!
It was a miracle that a fourth-grade supreme being was killed by a ninth-grade saint in one blow!
A record of a 2,000-year-old supreme master being hacked to death by a fourteen-year-old girl!
From then on, the Nine Heavenly Beings had something new to talk about.
There are new teaching materials for the education of ‘underestimating the enemy’s carelessness’!
Everything started today.
Because, as a fourth-grade Supreme, he definitely shouldn't die for such a "charitable" death.
Mo Qingwu committed suicide for the first time in her life, and it happened in such a situation that she didn't even react...
The Xingmeng Qingwu Knife was full of light in Mo Qingwu's hands, shining brightly in the dark night. Circles of colorful iridescence surrounded the blade, like a dream, like a dream, like fog or poetry.
It was like a distant and magnificent dream blooming in the hands of this angelic little girl.
Mo Qingwu held the knife and suddenly felt a warmth coming from the blade.
This warmth reached the bottom of her heart, and her eyes suddenly brightened up, seemingly with a sense of shame and satisfaction.
This knife was given to me by him!
Now I finally know how much effort he put into this knife, how much effort he spent...
And all this is for me.
As a disciple of the Supreme, Mo Qingwu naturally knew the power of his sword. If he changed the weapon randomly, even if it was Gu Duxing's Black Dragon Sword, even if it was Mo Tianji's Tianji Fan, even if Rui Butong had just killed the Supreme Ru
The dagger used for chopping vegetables, even Dong Wushang's mighty and domineering Mo knife, which is the most powerful in the world... can't do it!
These weapons may be able to break through the physical defense of a fourth-grade supreme, but it will never be so easy!
To be able to do all this, Jiuchongtian has only two weapons, one sword and one sword: the Nine Tribulations Sword and the Xing Meng Qing Wu Dao!
This doesn't mean that Chu Yang doesn't care about making weapons for his brothers, but... no weapon can be made with as much investment as Xingmeng Qingwu Dao!
Even the mind!
This is also the reason why Xingmeng Qingwu Dao can produce the spirituality of a divine weapon so quickly!
Then, Mo Qingwu felt her stomach churn and started to vomit.
It was the first time in his life that he had started killing. Even though Mo Qingwu was the most supreme disciple of the Nine Heavens, this instinctive reaction could not be restrained.
"What a knife!" Xiao Wufeng praised, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
It can be said that we are unlucky today, fourteen people came out together, and before the task was even half completed, ten of them were already dead!
There are only four people left, and their cultivation level is exactly a row of numbers: three, four, five and six!
One is a third-grade supreme, one is a fourth-grade supreme, one is a fifth-grade supreme, and one is a sixth-grade supreme!
"What's the name of this sword?" Xiao Wufeng took a step forward and asked seriously.
Mo Qingwu vomited twice and quickly adjusted her mood. Now, her heart was calm. She said lightly: "The name of this sword, Xingmeng Qingwu, will drain the world of mortals!"
As soon as these eight words were spoken, Xiao Wufeng, who was the first to bear the brunt, was still fine, but Mo Qingwu who said these eight words was suddenly stunned.
Star dreams dance lightly, filling the world of mortals.
Mo Qingwu suddenly remembered something Chu Yang said in her dream.
That was after I danced.
"A light dance is as bright as the stars in the sky, but also like a dream; a light dance is enough to sweep away the world of mortals!"
Mo Qingwu held the knife, and a trace of gentle satisfaction suddenly appeared on her beautiful face.
"The stars dance lightly, and the world of mortals is exhausted..." Xiao Wufeng murmured and repeated, shouting: "What a great knife! However, with such a knife in your hand, it would be a waste of natural resources..."
"Get it as soon as possible!" Xiao Wufeng shouted, unveiling the cruelest prelude to the night!
Too many people had died, and he no longer wanted to delay any longer.
However, just after he yelled, someone shouted: "As you command!"
Then there was a scream!
Xiao Wufeng turned around and looked, so angry that the corners of his eyes almost burst open.
I saw the eyes of the only remaining third-grade supreme being bulging with anger. There was a gurgling sound in his throat, and he slowly fell to the ground...
Behind him, a winking smiling face appeared. This man actually stretched out his hand and waved, making a triumphant look. He laughed and said, "I'm back. Did you miss me?"
Xiao Wufeng, Xiao Wuting and the fourth-grade supreme, all three of them were so angry that their noses suddenly became crooked!
It had turned into a puddle of mud. Rui Butong, who the three of them had been praising each other's loyalty just now, unexpectedly stood up and with a whoosh, another dagger came from the third-grade man.
The Supreme's hindquarters were pulled out and the body was kicked out.
He staggered over and sighed: "This is bad. I didn't expect that I, Rui Butong, would become an assassin today! I, Rui Butong, have a reputation that is spread all over the world, an upright gentleman, and a reputation for unparalleled loyalty...
...To be ruined like this...it's really sad..."
Xiao Wufeng yelled: "Boy, were you just pretending?!"
Rui Butong looked at him strangely: "Why, are you weird? You seem to be very excited? Why? So many people have died in your family, why are you excited?"
Xiao Wufeng's chest was heaving up and down, and his face felt hot.
What a shame.
He actually praised the other party's trick for a long time.
This is directly equivalent to being slapped hard on the face by the other party: in front of everyone in the world!
Xiao Wufeng couldn't bear it anymore. He roared and suddenly raised his hand. The moment he raised his hand, golden divine light suddenly appeared from his hand, completely illuminating the entire dark jungle!
At this moment, whether it was Dong Wushang, Rui Butong, or Mo Leier in the shadow, they were all exposed to the light and had nowhere to hide!
Then, a huge, golden palm formed in the sky, measuring dozens of feet in diameter!
Shoot it hard!
At the moment when they were filming again, Mo Lei'er and Rui Butong felt an unstoppable force coming from them at the same time, and they flew up involuntarily, leaning against Dong Wushang.
The golden hands took the photo without mercy!
Xiao Wufeng's anger has reached its extreme!
This palm will definitely kill three people in one fell swoop! No matter what tricks or plots you have, I will destroy them in one fell swoop with the most powerful force!
Dong Wushang looked up to the sky and roared angrily, Mo Dao struck out with all his strength!
However, when the ink knife was halfway struck, it was pushed back.
Mo Qingwu's red clothes flashed, and Xingmeng Qingwu's sword struck with lightning, but Xiao Wuting stepped out and blocked him.
Seeing that big hand falling down like a mountain falling apart, the four of them were helpless!
At this moment, Rui Butong in the middle suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, and then he bit his tongue violently, and a stream of blood spurted out. Then, Rui Butong roared: "Nirvana rushes to Beidou, Zixiao
Travel freely, the fire will burn the sky, nine hundred and ninety-nine!"
With a red sound, a purple flame burst out from his body; in an instant, Dong Wushang and Mo Leier were surrounded by the firelight.
A wisp of fire flew out, Xiao Wuting slashed it with his sword, and the long sword suddenly melted in an instant! Dahai stepped back, but Mo Qingwu's waist was suddenly trapped by the purple flame, and then he rose up from the ground, and was unexpectedly caught
This flame dragged into a purple fire!
Purple flames shot into the sky, but spread out in an instant.
In the sky, a red light soared... Chapter three broke out, please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket! >!~!
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