"The third sword, flying flowers all over the city. ”

His cultivation has reached the seventh order.

The seventh order of the martial artist, the inner element transforms into the inner gang, forming the sword chrysanthemum, which is easy, although it is not as regular as the flying flower sword, but it is more violent.

Wenren Ju long sword pointed, the sword chrysanthemums bloomed, these sword chrysanthemums swirled at the tip of the sword, and they killed Mo Chenxiao, or went to the area where he might be avoiding, and rotated, Mo Chenxiao waved the dagger in his hand, and slashed all the nearby sword chrysanthemums, the chrysanthemums exploded, and the Dao sword light shot everywhere.

This scene is very dangerous, no matter who it is, as long as it is stabbed by a sword light, a blood hole will immediately appear on the body, the stone slab on the ground has been destroyed, and from time to time there is a sword light bursting out, blasting the stone slab, many people retreated, Lu Ying held a spear in her hand, and smashed the nearby Dao Dao Guanghua.

"Is this what you're doing? Flying Flowers are strong, but they can't really pose a threat to me. ”

His body was also stabbed by sword light, in this case, it was difficult to completely dodge, even if he used the crystal red chain, the effect was not much better, there were more and more sword chrysanthemums, and each of these sword chrysanthemums was very dangerous.

When Jian Ju was following him, he used his inertia to make Jian Ju collide with each other, and then the sword light exploded, poked other Jian Ju, and exploded again, in this way, his body changed under the sword ju, and the real touch was minimized.

This move is suitable for killing enemies on the battlefield, or slashing similar to the power demon whose action is not fast enough, his action is too fast, his body is light and vertical, and he is already a few meters away, and he can completely avoid the scattered sword light.

On his body, there are several wounds, all over the city flying on his arm, leaving scars on his body, his skin is torn, blood seeps out, blood energy is already working, between his blood flow, his body is already recovering, such an injury can't really make him fatal.

"Hmph, the fourth sword, Qianju Po. ”

This sword is even more ferocious, a sword stabs out, the rhythm of the sword rhythm triggers, all the sword chrysanthemums suddenly explode, in an area around him, the light is dazzling in an instant, crackling, I don't know how many sword lights kill him, at the critical moment, instantly launched, his body avoided the center point of the sword light explosion, but was still hit by the sword light, more than ten sword lights pierced his skin and shot into his body, he used a dagger to block the vital parts, these sword lights are very thin, very sharp, there are wisps of blood flowing out of the wounds on his body, Mo Chenxiao raised his eyes and looked at the center point of the sword light explosion, which had been completely destroyed, in that radius of more than two metersThe ground is paved with large and small gravel, which is the crushing of the slabs, which are broken and then broken again, and finally formed.

The injuries on his body are not serious, the sword light enters the body, and he is quickly weak, and then he is destroyed into powder by a force flowing in his body, and then the blood flows, and the powder power flows out of the wound, and then the wounds on his body surface begin to heal, and it will take some time to heal completely, his clothes have holes, but he has not repaired them, the normal human race, is not to turn Neigang into clothes, and wear them on the body all the time, this kind of means, commonly found in the demons, the demons of the demons, or the purebred demons, will use the magic energy to transform clothes, accessories, armor, weapons, as long as the magic energy is sufficient, and the simulation ability of the monster is strong enough, it will not be anything, but after all, it is the formation of magic energy, the demonic aura is very strong and cannot be concealed.

Magic energy is a deformed force from the darkness, after turning into matter, the solidity and tenacity of the substance are the same as the real thing, just like the spear used by Lu Ying, she has forged this spear into a specific weapon, although the tip of the spear still has some black mist, which cannot completely condense the tip of the spear, but it is also very strong, and it collides with the Fan Iron Sword, and the shattered will only be the Fan Iron Sword.

After using Qianju to break, Mo Chenxiao is still alive, which makes Wen Renju's eyes squint slightly, the rhythm of the sword, in an instant, detonated all the sword chrysanthemums, there is no way to avoid it, since he cultivated this move, so far, no one has been able to escape, this is his final means of killing the enemy, Mo Chenxiao's speed is too fast, at the same moment out of the center of the sword chrysanthemum, which makes him frightened, the means are exhausted, Mo Chenxiao raised his eyes and looked at him, at this moment, he is already full of fear for Mo Chenxiao, he can't kill this young man, on the battlefield, can't kill the other party, it means to be killed by the other party, he raised his long sword back, full of vigilance, The long sword was full of Sen Ran at this moment, and his sword rhythm turned into a stop water and turned into a cold cold light.

Those people at the beginning were too terrifying, he was warned, the people of the Mo clan must die, otherwise they would be ruined, he didn't want to die, he didn't want the power he created to turn into ashes, and he didn't want his descendants to become a pool of blood, so he could only choose to kill all the people of the Mo clan.

But at this moment, he was a little shaken, and he couldn't kill the other party.

In the entire Shou'a, there are very few people who can match him, the sinner in the dark workshop is counted as one, the poisonous person who lives in seclusion at the border of the Western Vein is counted as one, and the old man of Kongsang who lives in seclusion in the Yunlong Mountain Range is counted as one, as far as he knows, these few people, the sinner is not old, and the other people will not be younger than him, the old man of Kongsang is already over 100 years old, and he will live in a few years, maybe he is dead.

Mo Chenxiao is too young, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he can already fight with him to this extent, and even has the ability to kill himself, this is too terrifying, talent is definitely the top type of person, if he does not die, he will be able to stand tall in the future and become a top person, what are those people really looking for? Or did they expect something, looking for this person, and then killing him.

He felt that his behavior was really deadly.

The environment in the field changed instantly, and the black-clothed man standing on the courtyard wall fell, they didn't know Wen Renju's means, but the long sword was raised, facing Mo Chenxiao, but they didn't make a move, they were just ready to shoot at any time, as long as Wen Renju gave an order, they would shoot and kill.

Lu Yangyuan is naturally among them, he is the first person, he has to hear the true legend of Ju, and in terms of swordsmanship, he is extremely powerful.

"Mo Chenxiao, do you know why I came to kill you today. He thinks that he can't defeat the other party, so he wants to be reasonable, according to his estimate, if he continues to fight, in just a few moves, he is very likely to fall to the ground.

Speed is a great weapon, and because of this, the class division of warriors is divided into two parts, one is the power class, and the other is the speed class.

Mo Chenxiao's speed was one point faster than him, and that flashing body was even more extraordinary, terrifying to the extreme, he was worried that Mo Chenxiao would come to his side in that way and strike a fatal blow to him.

Mo Chenxiao walked forward, he didn't walk fast, his murderous intent was not heavy, but for those who wanted to kill him, let him go and meet his ancestors.

"Is it the news that He Haoran brought?"

"Yes, it's He Haoran, he said that you are a descendant of the Mo family. ”

This remark, he knew that someone wanted to kill the person of the Mo clan, Ren Yiyi had already told him, so he didn't have anything to say, Wen Renju's eyes narrowed slightly, he believed that although the other party knew, it would not be much, as long as he came up with a certain deterrent news, he would definitely stop the other party.

"Someone wants to kill the people of the Mo clan, they are very strong, and several of them are true martial arts. ”

Mo Chenxiao's eyebrows moved slightly, true martial arts, that is, innate, among the demon clan, once it breaks through to this level, it is called a true demon, which means that it is no longer the demon body of other species, but has become a real demon.

True martial arts, similar to the situation of true demons, Wen Renju's sword law continues to be enlightened, and in another thirty or fifty years, he may be able to become a true martial artist.

True martial arts, is has formed their own unique martial arts truth, can continue to walk, once reached this step, is an extreme, their mind, often hard as iron, unswerving, difficult to be moved by external objects, in their limited life journey, will explore their own truth, and practice, step by step, towards the peak of martial arts.

For the people of the Mo family, there is actually Zhenwu, and there are many people, this situation is very terrifying, such an existence, it will be controlled by others, it means that there is an extreme organization behind them, which can mass-produce Zhenwu, so that Zhenwu's sense of self-existence is weakened, in this way, Zhenwu is not commonplace, they will not be proud, they will often only regard this stage as normal, as a class, in the organization, there are people stronger than him, and he still has a lot of room for improvement, in this way, they follow the orders of the organization, which is very normal。

"In the entire Shou'a, there has only been a Zhenwu for hundreds of years, you should know how much Zhenwu cherishes, now there is Zhenwu against the Mo clan, the entire Shou'a, no one can compete at all, and we people, have been coerced by Zhenwu, they will return, those people are very cruel, treat human life like a mustard, we have to do this, in order to protect peace. ”

"That's why you want to kill me?"

At the beginning of the disaster, many people in the Mo clan fled from Longshou Mountain, but in the end they still fell in a pool of blood, no one was spared, if it wasn't for the demon coming, he would also be exhausted to death in the Black Mist Mountain Range, becoming a floating corpse in the pit of the dead.

"It's not us who really want to kill you, but them, they have traveled through many areas of Shou'a, exterminated the descendants of the Mo clan, and also warned many forces, your appearance is destined to be targeted by everyone, but your strength is actually comparable to me, and you are still very young, there is a great future in the future, at such an age, you are so powerful, it will not be long before you can become a real martial artist, you have a great future, and I don't want to stop you anymore, and I suspect that they came to Shou'a, not to look for something, but they calculated that someone from the Mo clan was about to rise, forming a threat to them, so they took action in advance and strangled it, if this is the case, I will definitely not be able to stop you today, and will even be killed by you, become your stepping stone, you are a young Tianjiao, and I am an old man with a family, for decades, I have not been famous, meditating on the sword, and I have not been evil, and you are the same, so we don't need to be so-for-tat, today's matter, this is revealed, I will not make a move on you in the future, and you will not make a move on me, let us turn the war into a jade silk, how about it?"