In the void, the wind and clouds changed color, and a golden dragon loomed, shuttling through the clouds.

The golden scales are not the things in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds!

"It's not good, the golden scales have begun to turn into dragons, Childe, ...... quickly Kill Deng Jiuling!" Yideng Old Ancestor suddenly became anxious.

The mud bodhisattva is the first fortune teller in the world, and since he said that the Mo family will suffer a hundred years of catastrophe, this credibility is still very high.

Now that Mo Yu and Deng Jiuling are in a decisive battle, the golden scales have begun to turn into dragons, which doesn't explain the problem?

This shows Deng Jiuling. There is no suspense anymore, he is the biggest enemy of life and death in the fate of the Mo family!

Kill!

Only by killing Deng Jiuling can we prevent future troubles!

After!

With the words of the ancestor of a lamp, the golden dragon in the void looked up to the sky and roared.

The dragon roars in the sky!

"Sword up!"

Mo Yu's eyes were gloomy, and the peerless sword behind his back, which had been trembling for a long time, finally came out of its sheath.

Sword name, Zhu Xian!

Boom!

With the birth of Zhu Xian, a brilliant sword light rose into the sky like a huge laser, and instantly slashed towards the golden scales in the void.

"You evil beast want to turn into a dragon? this son won't let you succeed in turning into a dragon!" Mo Yu said word by word, and his tone was cold.

As soon as Zhu Xian came out of the sheath, the sword qi automatically slashed towards the void, and it was visible in a radius of thousands of miles.

This huge sword also made the majestic old man who was standing on the keel ship and waiting for the news look pale.

"Bastard, you dare to cut the golden scales with a sword, this is simply killing yourself!" The majestic old man jumped like thunder, and his angry nose was crooked.

"Old master, the son actually didn't listen to you, and directly slashed the golden scales with his sword. ”

The old slave holding the sword said in a trembling voice: "If the golden scales really can't turn into a dragon, then the catastrophe of my Mo family." I'm afraid it's going to escalate further!"

"At this point, I can only take one step at a time, but fortunately, this sword qi is automatically emitted by Zhu Xian, and it is not Mo Yu who takes the initiative to attack, but it can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune. Caressing his white beard, the majestic old man couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

The sword qi rushed into the sky. A sword shines on the thirteen states!

Holding the famous sword and killing the immortals, the breeze blew Mo Yu's long hair, making him look more and more handsome and chic, like a god descending from heaven.

"Sister Xiao Wu, I'm not leaving, I'm going to die with Brother Deng!" Mo Ruxue stood on the top of the mountain in the distance, and her heart rose to her throat.

"Deng Jiuling asked us to leave, naturally he has his reasons, and we should believe him. Mo Wu sighed faintly.

"Brother Deng, no, you'll be fine. Mo Ruxue's delicate body trembled, and her spirit was almost on the verge of collapse.

On the top of another mountain, the heroes from all over the world shook their heads, as if they saw Deng Jiuling, the tragic scene of the blood-stained prairie.

"It's a pity that the peerless genius that came out of the ages is going to fall to the Mo family today. The Flame Ancestor sighed for a while.

"Amitabha!" Master Xinghuo shouted the Buddha's name, silently reciting scriptures and praying for Deng Jiuling in his heart.

Whoa!

At this moment, the wind whimpered, and the world was sad!

In the scorching eyes of everyone, Mo Yu's peerless sword was finally cut out!

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor; Hair is immortalized. ”

……

"Learning the sword is self-turning, for the text to be successful, the sword is not ten thousand enemies, and the text is plagiarized all over the world. ”

Mo Yu was uninhibited, and with a swing of the sword, there was a faint passage in the void that originated from the famous poem of the sword immortal Li Taibai.

Poetry in the sky. The sword is dashing!

"Slash!"

Mo Yu's eyes were cold, and a sword slashed out, and the void was filled with lotus flowers.

"Qinglian swordsmanship, the highest mystery, step by step to give birth to lotus!" Fengyun Ancestor suddenly exclaimed.

"A sword gives birth to ten thousand lotuses. The world is full of green lotus!" A light of the ancestor suddenly shook.

The Qinglian Sword Technique is the first sword technique of the Mo family, and it is also the peerless sword technique left by Mo Gucheng.

The highest meaning of this set of swordsmanship is that the martial artist infuses the true qi into the sword, and swings the true qi horizontally and horizontally, which can make the void conjure up a blue lotus.

This green lotus is transformed by true qi. It also contains a wisp of Moyu's spiritual power!

This sword can slash all the Grandmasters, ignoring any physical defenses!

The invincible vajra cover of the Mo family's flesh has no meaning in front of the Qinglian swordsmanship.

This sword can slash any spiritual master, ignoring any spiritual defense!

The invincible Taishang Chapter of the Mo family's spirit has no meaning in front of the Qinglian swordsmanship!

This is the highest meaning of the Qinglian swordsmanship - step, step, life, lotus!

"Deng Jiuling, you are a force, after you die, Mo Ruxue will be the crotch of the island master, and Mo Fengyun looked excited. The face was distorted.

However, under the shadow of the sword in the sky, Deng Jiuling immediately sank his waist and slowly swung out a punch.

The third form of the Roaring Sky Fist - Tsunami!

Bang!

Deng Jiuling threw a punch, and everyone felt a flower in front of them, as if they had seen the sea.

In the midst of this vast ocean, waves rose up to cover the sky.

Whoa!

The sea water turned into a torrential rain, instantly submerging all the sword qi lotus flowers!

However, this is just the beginning!

This unprecedented tsunami soon spread to the grasslands.

Everywhere they went, the disciples of the Mo family didn't even have time to scream. It was instantly submerged by the sea.

Three seconds!

This seawater storm lasted only three seconds!

But within three seconds, there were countless children of the Mo family who died tragically on the spot.

Even many ancestors and island owners fell into this sea water.

Three seconds later, the water was gone.

Only then did everyone find out. It turns out that everything is just an illusion.

Boom!

Using the Qinglong Glaive Knife to support his body, Deng Jiuling was panting like a cow, and he had already reached a weak state.

"It is worthy of the invincible boxing method created by the world's first punch 'Xiao Xiaotian', and the power of this move 'tsunami' is really extraordinary. ”

According to Deng Jiuling's expectations. No matter how powerful the tsunami is, it will only be two or three times more powerful than the "landslide".

Unexpectedly, the power of this move was a hundred times that of a landslide!

Although this move was powerful, it also made Deng Jiuling's newly advanced nine-rank cultivation completely decline to the extreme.

"Deng!Nine!Ling!"

Click!

glanced at the blood-stained prairie, and on Mo Yu's handsome face, a monstrous killing intent suddenly burst out.

Mo Yu didn't dream that he would arrive first, Deng Jiuling actually consumed all his essence and spirit under his own sword, and burst out with a punch that could be called peerless.

Under this punch, the Mo family suffered heavy losses, and many people who were not high in cultivation died tragically on the spot.

Even those who did not die were hallucinating, falling to the ground and constantly struggling, thinking that they were trapped in the sea.

Among them, the ancestors of the islands suffered the most losses.

The ancestors were the patron saints of the Mo family, but when Deng Jiuling advanced to the nine-rank grandmaster, he was seriously injured by the power of heaven and earth, and he was weakened to the extreme.

Now as soon as Deng Jiuling's "tsunami" comes out, the ancestors have fallen!

Even those ancestors who did not die were severely injured physically and mentally, and they completely lost the strength to fight again.

Even if these ancestors recover in the future. That would also be a retrogressive repair, and the losses would be extremely serious.

Among the crowd, there was only one lamp ancestor, and he only suffered the slightest injury.

But even so, the ancestor of Yideng looked at the mess everywhere, and he was still furious, eager to kill Deng Jiuling.

"Deng Jiuling can actually dissolve it, Mo Yu Gongzi's mortal sword, fought back before he died, and killed so many Mo family masters?"

"The ancestors of the Mo family are gone, and the place of inheritance is gone. Now even if Deng Jiuling is dead, the Mo family is also declining, and it is difficult to become a transcendent family in the South China Sea. Master Starfire shook his head and sighed.

The battle has continued to this day, and there is no point in continuing.

Because the Mo family - lost!

The Mo family not only lost, but also lost extremely badly. The prestige accumulated over the past hundred years has been completely swept away.

Even Mo Yu, the son of the South China Sea, used the strongest sword, but he was killed by Deng Jiuling!

Lose face!

Syllable!

As if he had been slapped in the face by an invisible slap, Mo Yu looked resentful, and his heart was full of regret.

In fact, if Mo Yu was willing to listen to the admonition of the old master of the Mo family, and did not talk nonsense with Deng Jiuling from the beginning, but directly slashed out with a sword, Deng Jiuling would not have any chance to resist at all.

But Mo Yu's cultivation was monstrous, and he was too confident in himself, and was finally put on a position by Deng Jiuling.

That's right, it's a pose!

"Deng Jiuling, you are a, it turns out that from the beginning, you never thought of fighting swords with this son!"

Taking a step forward, Mo Yu's tone was cold: "You use the method of four or two thousand catties, using the fist method as a guide, to rebound the sword qi of my son, and use it to kill my Mo family in groups, isn't it?"

A simple "tsunami" is just a spiritual attack, and although it is huge, it will not increase its power by a hundredfold.

But Deng Jiu's most clever thing is to use the waves to beat the lotus and use the lotus flower to increase the attack power.

In other words. The loss of the Mo family, so it is so serious, the biggest contributor to this is not Deng Jiuling, but - Mo Yu!

It was Mo Yu's peerless sword qi that caused a huge loss to the Mo family!

"Brother Deng. Are you going to win?"

"No, Deng Jiuling lost. Mo Wu shook his head and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Mo Wu Bingxue is smart, combined with Mo Yu's words, he has already guessed it. Deng Jiuling's plan.

That is, before dying, kill a few more people!

I have to say that Deng Jiuling succeeded, and even hit the foundation of the Mo family hard, making the Mo family flourish and decline.

Even Mo Wu can expect that once the results of this battle are heard, the Mo family will be swept away and spurned by the heroes of the South China Sea.

Even Marshal Wei Lan may send troops to the Mo family and start a big war after many years.

If it really reaches that point, even if the Mo family is not wiped out, it will be exhausted, and there will be no glory in the past.

But Mo Wu understands even more that no matter how serious the Mo family's losses are, Mo Yu is not injured.

Even Mo Yu's sword just now, Deng Jiuling couldn't dodge it at all, but he could take advantage of it and rebound.

But you Deng Jiuling only resisted Mo Yu's first sword, and it reached the point where the oil ran out of light, but Mo Yu was still unscathed, can you Deng Jiuling still resist the second sword?

Hehe!

What an international joke!

"Deng Jiuling, if you die, I will kill myself immediately!" Holding the dagger in the palm of his hand, Mo Wu's gaze was firm.

At this moment, although Mo Yu was angry, he understood that killing Deng Jiuling first was the most important thing.

"Deng Jiuling, the second sword of this son, I see how you can resist!"

Boom!

Mo Yu let out a long roar, and the Xuan Immortal in his hand came out of his hand, and quickly slashed towards Deng Jiuling's head!