Xuan Wei once again slashed at Mohu Luojia, this monster alias the Great Python God was very attentive, and after finding out that Xuan Wei was staring at it to kill, he didn't greet Xuan Wei head-on at all, and used his flexible advantage in the water to move crazy snakeskin.

The Heavenly Emperor and the dragons were waiting for an opportunity on both sides, and every time Xuan Wei exerted his strength, they would come forward to harass him, forcing Xuan Wei to defend and parry, unable to do it with all his might.

Several times Xuanwei was determined to exchange injuries for injuries, even if he was attacked twice, he had to kill Mohurakya, but unfortunately the cooperation between the eight tribes was very tacit, and Xuanwei's several swords were parried by them together.

In the words of the game, the eight people in front of them are completely the way of playing iron slaves, they are neither skinny nor profligate, they are bent on entangling Xuanwei and buying time for their teammates to steal home.

In the face of this utilitarian and messy style of play, Xuanwei's "game experience" can be described as quite aggrieved, and every punch is like hitting cotton, which is very irritating.

But it's annoying, Xuanwei can't open his mouth and just say, "Pure bastard on the other side, this is for you, I'll order it for fifteen", right?

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, it looks like we have to use a killer weapon!" A cold light flashed in Xuanwei's eyes, and the Qingping Sword once again carried thousands of sword lights to slash towards Mohu Luojia.

The sword light was like a forest like rain, and there was no room to dodge under the rapid shot, and the eight tribes responded as if they were one after making a judgment.

Garuda waved his wings, setting off gusts of wind, trying to stop the sword light from falling, and the Gandharpo on the side plucked the instrument in his hand, and actually played a series of sound waves, colliding with the sword light in the sky.

At the same time, the burly asura, who was as big as a mountain, waved his fists, the steel fork in the yaksha's hand stirred the pitch-black ghost aura, and the majestic kinnara of the dharma body danced a burning stick impenetrable......

Even if he is on the opposite side, Xuan Wei must admit that the "team battle" of the eight tribes is indeed worthy of picturesque praise.

The moment the swords and soldiers met, the eight tribes noticed that something was wrong, this sword light seemed to be violent, and it had the taste of doing it with all its might, but after blocking it, they found that this was clearly a bluffing show.

"Sword coming!" Under the cover of the sword light, Xuan Wei snorted lightly, and pointed his backhand sword behind him.

But in the cold moon sword box, an inconspicuous streamer crossed the sky in an instant, and slashed towards Mohuroka with lightning speed.

Vaguely, the eight tribes only saw clearly that this was a seemingly ordinary wooden sword.

Well, it's probably the kind of road goods that can only be used as a novice outfit in a single-player game!

But it was such a wooden sword that made the eight people invariably have the fear of palpitations, and the sword momentum and sword intent contained in the wooden sword actually reminded them of the axe when Pangu opened the world in the legend!

They had never seen Pangu open the world with their own eyes, but at this moment, in their opinion, only this metaphor could describe the horror of this wooden sword.

Laugh at~~~

Before the wooden sword touched Mohuraga, the unlucky python had already given up struggling, to be exact, its vitality and even its soul had been slashed by the fierce sword momentum the moment the wooden sword locked on it!

Inch by inch of his body turned into green smoke and dissipated, it was as if he had never existed in this world, and only a wooden sword with its edge was left hanging in the air.

"This, what the hell is this?" beat the Heavenly Emperor, who had been acting particularly calmly since his appearance, and was rarely stunned.

Thinking back to Fang Cai's sword, the Heavenly Emperor couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, he didn't dare to imagine whether he would be able to save his life under this sword instead.

The rest of the people also looked at Mu Jian in horror, and their hearts rose in retreat.

Xuan Wei just took a sword to beat Mohu Luojia, wouldn't they all have to kneel down with a few more swords?

If the slogan is shouted loudly, it does not mean that it will be done, and the necessary sacrifice may be heroic, but who wants to die without any hope and reward?

Through the mask, the Heavenly Emperor's eyes were red and glaring at the wooden sword, he couldn't accept it at all, why at the moment when he thought he was innocent, Xuan Wei would coldly take out an artifact that could be called a cheat!

"It's over! It's all over!" The Emperor of Heaven was impotent and furious in his heart, and it could be said that he was full of defeated dogs.

Berry method, all pears, silver can't be!

Xuanwei recalled the wooden sword, which hung in front of him, pointing at the Emperor of Heaven from afar.

At this moment, a terrifying demonic aura rose from the interior behind the coastline.

"It's the Son of God!The Son of God has already done it!" The Emperor of Heaven trembled violently, and woke up as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Xuan Wei frowned slightly, and his sword fingers could be waved down, but he suffered great resistance, and his fingertips trembled violently.

"Cough!" The next second, Xuan Wei coughed lightly, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the Emperor of Heaven was stunned for a moment, and then said in ecstasy: "Hahaha! Xuanwei Dao is very good, and the deity was almost deceived by you! The deity doesn't know where you got this wooden sword, but in this case, you shouldn't be able to control it comfortably, right?"

Xuan Wei didn't speak, silently withdrew the wooden sword into the Cold Moon Sword Box behind him, and took out an elixir from his sleeve and swallowed it.

The Heavenly Emperor's guess was not right, this wooden sword was used by Lingbao Tianzun to practice swords in his early years, and under the long-term training of his sword momentum and sword intent, even ordinary divine soldiers and immortal swords were not able to beat them.

With Xuanwei's current kendo cultivation, wanting to drive this wooden sword is like a little doll playing with the Qinglong Knife, and the sword has been reluctantly cut out by the risk of being counterattacked.

Moreover, Xuanwei's initial target was the Heavenly Emperor headed by him, but when the imperial envoy made the wooden sword, he was a little out of control, and he hit the unlucky guy Mohu Luojia just in time.

Well, in other words, the python god is purely lying on the gun!

It is precisely because Xuan Wei is not sure that he can use it freely that he has not sacrificed this wooden sword, otherwise, where would he have been with the ink of the Eight Divisions for so long, and it would be over if he directly chopped melons and vegetables?

"Host, the idea is a little prickly!" the system's voice sounded in Xuanwei's head again.

Xuan Wei pursed his lips, just by the demonic aura he sensed, he could somewhat judge that the guy who was stealing the house was not weak.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable!Poor Dao will deal with these pestering guys as soon as possible, and before that, the Heaven and Earth View depends on you!" Xuan Wei replied.

"Clams, how can you let this system help you resist?" the system said slightly speechless.

"How can you say that you are also equivalent to the guardian spirit of the Heaven and Earth View, if the Heaven and Earth View is gone, you can't exist, right?" Xuan Wei said anxiously.

"That's right, this system is really unlucky, and it actually does this kind of hard work!" said the system.

Xuan Wei smiled bitterly, and then whispered in his heart: "The view of heaven and earth must be guarded, and you, the guardian spirit, must also be missing! This time, just this time, the poor way pleases you!"