In front of everyone's eyes, Deng Jiuling walked forward with his hands, step by step, and continued to walk towards the Qinglong Glaive.

One-step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

Four steps!

Five steps!

Six steps!

Deng Jiuling didn't stop in one breath, he took six steps in a row, and after each step, there would be an additional fiery sword qi behind him.

Six sword qi!

At this scene, the disciples of the Mo family who watched it all gasped.

"Heavenly Frost Sword Qi of the sixth layer!" Mo Ruxue looked surprised.

"Worthy of my man!" Ink Dance Pink clenched his fists, a little excited.

"This ...... Impossible!" Mo Tianshuang's eyes widened, and his nose was crooked.

Mo Tianshuang has been cultivating the Heavenly Frost Sword Technique for fifty years, nine months of each year. They are all cultivating at minus 40 degrees.

After cultivating like this for a lifetime, coupled with his amazing talent, Mo Tianshuang cultivated his swordsmanship to the sixth layer!

It wasn't until not long ago that Mo Liancheng sent precious treasures, and Mo Tianshuang stepped into the seventh layer by chance!

But Deng Jiuling, who is only nineteen years old this year, is so hung up and stepped directly into the sixth layer?

I'll it!

This...... How is this possible?

Doesn't this mean that Mo Tianshuang's fifty years of cultivation can only be compared to Deng Jiuling?

"Uncle Tian, you can't worry, you are seven sword qi, and this kid is only six. Mo Hu said coldly.

"That's right, the old man's Tianshuang swordsmanship is the seventh layer, this kid is a fart!" Caressing his white beard, Mo Tianshuang said proudly.

The sixth and seventh floors seem to be only one step away, but in fact they are thousands of miles away.

This is the confidence of Mo Tianshuang!

However, the next moment, the smile on Mo Tianshuang's face turned into a monstrous shock.

In front of everyone's eyes, Deng Jiuling stepped into the seventh step.

Boom!

A brilliant sword aura appeared in an instant.

"Seven Sword Qi!" Elder Bai, who had been silent, finally couldn't help but exclaim.

"What, this kid's sword qi is actually comparable to that of the island owner?"

"I'm Cao, isn't this kid, but a disciple of my Mo family?"

Bang!

The disciples of the Mo family shook at the same time.

"Damn it!"

Click!

The fists clenched and gurgle, and Mo Tianshuang's nose was crooked.

"Uncle Tian, don't worry, even if this kid's sword qi is the same as yours in the Seven Realms, the power of his sword qi is definitely not as good as yours. Mo Hu said hatefully.

"That's right, the old man has been cultivating true qi for fifty years, and this kid is only nineteen years old, even if he starts cultivating in his mother's womb, he is definitely not the old man's opponent!" Caressing Bai Xu, Mo Tianshuang sneered.

Trample!

As soon as the words fell, Deng Jiuling's eighth step finally stepped out.

Boom!

Another fiery sword qi appeared in front of everyone.

This sword aura was like a blazing sun, instantly lighting up the audience.

Even if it was far away, this huge scorching heat made everyone couldn't help but take off their shirts and sweat on their foreheads.

"Eight...... Eight Dao Sword Qi?" Elder Bai looked shocked, and couldn't help but scream.

"Among the disciples of my Mo family, there seems to be no one who can cultivate such a sword qi!"

"Tainyima is terrifying!"

"I'm afraid that in the entire Tianshuang Island, only the white-eyed ancestor can give Deng Jiuling a handshake, right?"

Shock!

This moment. All the disciples of the Mo family fell into great terror.

"This ...... This can't be!" Mo Tianshuang's eyes widened, and his expression was incredulous.

Even Mo Tianshuang himself, even if he cultivated for a few more decades, it was still impossible to cultivate the Tianshuang Sword Technique to the realm of the eighth layer.

Because the seventh floor begins. You have to pay attention to chance, as well as talent.

Although Mo Tianshuang's talent is very high, being able to cultivate to the seventh layer is still the limit of talent.

But Deng Jiuling, this force, is so talented?

I'll it!

This...... How is this possible?

"Uncle Tian, even if this kid is an eight-way sword qi. But his Heavenly Frost Sword Qi is at most on par with you. Mo Hu said angrily.

"That's right, the old man's cultivation is so high, and his body is full of true qi, even if it's only the seventh layer, it can still be compared to his eighth layer!"

Gently stroke your white beard. Mo Tianshuang sneered and said, "Unless this kid can push the Tianshuang Sword Qi to the ninth layer, it will be absolutely impossible for him to defeat the old man!"

Mo Tianshuang's words, although he said it a little reluctantly, were also true.

The Heavenly Frost Sword Technique of the ninth layer is the best sword technique, representing the ultimate sword path of Heavenly Frost Island.

In the entire Heavenly Frost Island, there was no one who could cultivate the ninth-layer sword technique in the past hundred years.

It is precisely for this reason that the status of the White-eyed Ancestor on Tianshuang Island will become so noble and sacred!

Because the cultivation of the white-eyed ancestor is the ninth layer!

"Even if you Deng Jiuling is talented, it can't be the ninth layer!"

Mo Tianshuang looked resentful and stared at Deng Jiuling nervously.

In front of everyone's eyes, Deng Jiuling took the ninth step.

Trample!

The sound of this step, like a loud hammer of thunder, struck on everyone's hearts. Like a thunderbolt.

Roar!

Suddenly, all the sword qi around Deng Jiuling disappeared and turned into a fiery dragon.

The dragon roars in the sky, and the fire is rushing!

Under this monstrous fire, everyone only felt a flower in their eyes. It's as if you see a round of golden sun, rising!

"Ninth layer, ultimate sword path!" The white-robed elder looked excited, and couldn't help but roar angrily.

"All the sword qi has disappeared, why is it still the ninth layer?" Mo Wu was a little puzzled.

"Ninety-nine to one, this is ninety-nine to one, God!" Mohu finally couldn't help but scream.

The ninth layer of the Heavenly Frost Sword Technique is not a nine sword qi, but a sword qi.

But the power of this sword qi surpassed the eight layers in front!

Representative, Ultimate!

This is the power of the Heavenly Frost Sword Technique!

Mouth! Mouth!

Deng Jiuling's strength finally caused endless shock to all the Mo family disciples in the audience.

"It's worthy of being my big brother, okay!"

Mo Fei, who had been nervous, had a hanging heart, and finally fell, and couldn't help laughing. The smile was very relieved.

Who said that Mo Fei, a side foreign aid, and Deng Jiuling, a foreigner, would not be able to win the championship?

Today, I, Mo Fei and Deng Jiuling, are going to change my life against the sky and change the world!

This is Mofei's self-confidence!

This is Deng Jiuling's self-confidence!

At this moment, Deng Jiuling's body. A fiery golden dragon, slowly spinning.

"The predecessors of the four seas are worthy of being the first masters of the four seas back then, and this four seas divine skill directly improves the power of the two layers of exercises, which is simply against the sky to the extreme. ”

Deng Jiuling stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes burning, and he swept around proudly.

Everywhere they looked, the heroes bowed their heads one after another, not daring to look at Deng Jiuling's edge.

Click!

Mo Tianshuang clenched his fists, and his old eyes were full of grievance and anger.

"As the owner of Tianshuang Island, the old man has practiced swordsmanship all his life, but in the end, he is not as good as a nineteen-year-old child?"

"Could it be the old man's fifty years of hard training. And all the effort was eaten by the dogs?"

Wow......!

At this moment, Mo Tianshuang burst into tears and suddenly wanted to cry.

"Uncle Tian, don't worry, this kid is awesome. But if he can't pull out the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife, it still won't be of any use. Mo Hu said with a sneer.

It's just that although the truth is like this, anyone can hear it, and in Mohu's tone, there is a strong taste of sour grapes.

"Yes, Deng Jiuling, you are a force, no matter how against the sky you are, but our game pays attention to the result. ”

Mo Tianshuang directly regarded Mo Hu's words as chicken soup for the soul, and he couldn't help but roar angrily: "Deng Jiuling, if you have the ability, you will draw the knife, you will draw the knife!"

"Rest assured, this knife is in my pocket and cannot be pulled out by anyone but me. ”

Deng Jiuling stood with his hands in his hands, his tone was full of indifference, and he stood on a high platform like a god overlooking the heroes:

"But I need to warn everyone that when I draw my sword, this Frost Valley will collapse. ”

"For everyone's safety, I advise you to leave the valley as soon as possible. ”

"Otherwise, if something happens later, don't blame me, I didn't warn you beforehand. ”

Airplanes!

Deng Jiuling's words came out. The heroes were furious.

"I'm Cao, this kid, I'm too confident, right?"

"It's not impossible to be confident, but if you're too confident, it's arrogant!"

"It's so hateful, the old man has lived for so many years. I've never seen such an arrogant boy!"

"Even if Deng Jiuling's swordsmanship is awesome, but the sword and the sword are not one, how can he be so confident?"

"The Tianshuang family has studied the Qinglong Yanyue Knife for a hundred years, and Mo Tianshuang still can't pull out the knife, what is this kid crazy?"

There was a commotion and a lot of discussions. There was a monstrous anger in his eyes.

In the crowd, only Mo Fei hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to believe Deng Jiuling, turned around and left the valley.

Mo Wu didn't want to leave, but Deng Jiuling's eyes were sharp, and he glanced at Mo Wu more, with warning and concern in his eyes.

"Hmph, let's go, what is fierce, look at Miss Ben at night, how to clean you up!"

Mo Wu rolled her beautiful eyes, turned into a fragrant breeze and left.

Boom! Boom...... Rumble!

A knife slave who has recovered from his injuries. The mountains shook as he walked, and he left with Mo Wu.

"Father, we ...... Why don't you leave?" After a moment's hesitation, Mo Ruxue said softly.

"The old man doesn't leave, you have to go by yourself, the old man really doesn't believe it. This ordinary kid can really pull out the knife successfully!Hmph!" caressing the white beard, Mo Tianshuang looked angry.

"Miss Ruxue, don't worry, if this boy is here, even if this kid can pull out the knife successfully, I will protect you. ”

Mo Hu looked unruly and said disdainfully: "And then again, how can he pull out a knife successfully with a mere outsider?"

Mohu's words are very sour, but there is some truth to them.

The sword is the head of a hundred soldiers, representing the gentleman and masculinity.

The knife, on the other hand, is the weapon of the overlord, representing killing and brutality.

The temperament of the knife and the sword, the gentleman and the killing, is completely different.

Therefore, the average martial arts master who is proficient in swordsmanship, even if his sword skills are awesome, he cannot step into the top level.

Deng Jiuling's sword path reached the top, if his sword skills could also reach the top, it would be almost impossible.

Because among the third generation of the entire Mo family, only Mo Yu, the "son of the South China Sea", can take this step.

Even if you Deng Jiuling are powerful, but if you want to be comparable to the prince of the South China Sea, it is still much inferior.

This is the confidence of Mohu!

In front of everyone's eyes, Deng Jiuling finally moved.