Facing the lightning sword coming at a rapid speed, Gou Jian was completely stunned, and in his eyes, that sword qi flickered with an awe-inspiring white light and gradually occupied his inky black pupils.

Mo Tear retreated at high speed, wanting to block the sword for Gou Jian, but he was surprised to find that it was completely too late, and immediately made a bold decision.

While running, he threw out the heavy sword in his hand suddenly, only to see a fiery red quickly spinning and galloping away from his hand, accurately hitting the sword light that was about to fall on Gou Jian's body.

Then there was a loud bang, and the blood-killing heavy sword was directly hit into the sky, but the sword light only changed the direction slightly, fortunately, it only crossed Gou Jian's chest, and a series of blood beads flew out of each other, setting off a burst of dust, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Fortunately, Gou Jian, who was only injured a little bit of flesh and skin, was looking down to check his injury, Mo Sheng saw a sword hit the air, and immediately waved his hand again, and a sword qi came out of his hand again, speeding away.

At the same time, Mo Tear quickly kicked the ground with both feet, jumped into the air, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and quickly fell downward, slamming in front of Gou Jian's body, the heavy sword was inserted into the ground, and both hands quickly exerted force, and the extremely desolate heavenly fire continued to pour into the sword, flashing dazzling red.

The sword qi instantly hit the Ink Tears Sword, and the Ink Tears were like the slap of a flood of thousands of feet, and the sword led people to slide backwards in an instant, gritting their teeth and persevering. It was only at this time that Gou Jian came to his senses, and he slid back behind Mo Tear, and then slipped back together.

Mo Sheng snorted lightly, waved his hand again, and another sword qi came out of his hand, and at the same time said indifferently: "Can you block the first sword, can you block the second sword?"

The sword qi came quickly, and the moment the two sword qi merged into one, Mo Tear and Gou Jian were instantly shot out and blasted into the sand, driving the dust to roll dozens of steps.

Lin Xiaomu shouted in horror, "Ink tears, Gou Jian." ”

Then she tried to stand up, but due to the severity of the injury on her foot and the dusty array she had just cast, her vitality was depleted, and she was already weak and withered, and it was difficult to stand up again.

Until this moment, she finally understood that she had come over completely, there was no chance of escape, the other party could resist the sword for hundreds of meters, and it was a fool's dream to escape from the hands of such a monster.

Lin Xiaomu, who was originally weak, looked even more powerless at this time, and sat quietly on the ground, all thoughts were lost.

In the dust, the two teenagers stood up hand in hand with each other, and slowly walked out of the dust, their faces were covered with small scars, and the fine sand mixed with viscous blood was tightly attached to their faces, like two evil ghosts that had just crawled out of hell, terrifying and a little miserable.

At this time, Mo Tear couldn't imagine that he could create an opportunity to escape, even if he threw out the unknown gadgets that the master gave him, I am afraid that it would be in vain if he did not win the opportunity to win.

Gradually, he raised his sword forward, and roared loudly, "Aren't you going to kill me?

Mo Sheng laughed, shook his head quietly, and said with a smile: "The weak are not qualified to talk about conditions, is the last trace of fluorescence in your life used to pray?

This world is like this, either you become strong and dominate others, or you are dominated by others. When a person shows a trace of cowardice, you will be ruthlessly trampled on, and the so-called dignity will always have nothing to do with the weak. The so-called survival is at most nothing more than the life of flies and dogs. ”

Mo Tear stopped talking, and thought quietly, if the Eight Heat Hell in the Spirit Sea was completely released, it would definitely eat the whole body.

But in this way, you can also get unparalleled strength, even if you die, you have to desperately solve the guy in front of you, so that it is possible to let those two stupid guys live safely.

When he was on the mountain, he had tried to trigger the Eight Heat Hell in the Spirit Sea to an extreme, but due to the limitations of his cultivation, he could not maintain it for a long time, and if he wanted to continue to expand, he would definitely lose control and be devoured by the Extreme Desolate Heavenly Fire that kept coming out of his body.

The vitality in his body is also about to be exhausted, and it will only become more and more difficult to control the Eight Heat Hell, and now he has no choice but to fight to the death.

Mo Tear quietly raised his sword and walked forward, slowly releasing the few remaining true elements in his body little by little, and the Eight Days of Hell in the spiritual sea instantly swelled.

Mo Tear immediately felt endless power surging over his body, and then said calmly: "No matter what happens, don't come near me from now until I fall." ”

Gou Jian coughed violently twice, and just wanted to ask why, but he saw that the momentum of Mo Tear changed greatly, and the raging flames surged out, mixed with wisps of dark red gas, which looked particularly bewitching and terrifying, and the pair of scarlet pupils also expanded rapidly, as if they were about to fill the whole pair of eyes.

The originally unscrupulous wind seemed to feel this solemn atmosphere, and instantly converged its unscrupulous posture, and the wild sand that took advantage of the wind to rise slowly fell to the ground, letting go of its crazy posture.

When Mo Sheng saw this scene, he became even more excited, and his hands behind his back naturally drooped, and he said loudly: "Son of the Destruction of the World, let me see how powerful the fluorescence in your last life can be." ”

Mo Tear screamed, and rushed directly as if he was crazy, and the sword qi gap between the heavy sword in his hand instantly exploded, like a fire dragon Pang Xuan on the sword.

Mo Sheng's face changed in an instant, his true face was exposed, his murderous aura soared, and a faint white light appeared from the windless swollen clothes, although his whole body looked extraordinarily white, it was always difficult to hide his incomparable murderous aura.

He laughed out loud and exclaimed, "Very good, very good." You are the most murderous person I have ever seen, worthy of being the son of the world, let me meet you today. ”

Mo Sheng laughed wildly, stretched out his two fingers suddenly, turned into an abundant sword qi, moved all over, and stepped out of the air.

The two figures, one red and one white, quickly shook on the vast sand, difficult to catch with the naked eye, and in an instant, the red and white lights collided and flickered with each other, hitting the air and dust, and the anger was turbulent.

Lin Xiaomu and Gou Jian were dumbfounded, their eyes kept jumping, catching the fleeting figures of the two. A moment later, on the left, on the right, a snap of the fingers in mid-air, suddenly in the dust, as if for a moment, they were everywhere.

The red and white rays of light kept colliding and impacting, leaving one crack after another on the ground, and after blinking an eye, they lifted up the dust that rushed to the sky, and now it spread like a terrifying storm.

Mo Sheng, who turned his sword into a sword with two fingers, his face was extremely calm, and the sword qi in his hand that he waved quickly was understated and extremely skillful. Mo Tear's face was extremely hideous, wielding the heavy sword in his hand, and the sword was surrounded by a fire dragon, as if it could devour everything, surging and mighty.

The two of them jumped into the air almost at the same time, and fought dozens of swords upward, and it was difficult to distinguish between them. Suddenly, Mo Sheng raised his arm high, and the sword qi in his hand quickly surged and slashed down.

Ink Tears blocked it with his sword, and instantly turned into a flash of fire, falling violently to the ground, blasting into the ground, cracking out a circle of deep pits, kicking up dust and advancing around.

Lin Xiaomu and Gou Jian hurriedly raised their hands to cover their eyes, and through their fingers, through the hazy dust, a white streamer seemed to turn into a sword qi, roaring and sprinting, and falling suddenly.

Mo Tear's eyes were about to turn fiery red like blood, fiery red cracks appeared on his body, and his skin gradually turned charred.

Mo Tear looked at the sword qi that shrouded him, and suddenly burst into a shout, and the flames all over his body rose to the sky, and a pillar of fire rushed straight to the sky in this vast desert.

Mo Sheng was not surprised but rejoiced, laughed loudly, and said excitedly: "It's good to come, I have already slashed the river with one sword, and now I use two fingers to break the sky." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Sheng suddenly stopped his swooping body, turned his wrist, turned the sword momentum, the stab was a split, and slashed down with a sword, and the huge white sword light instantly split the pillar of fire that rushed to the sky, straight down, and hit Mo Tear.

Ink Tears' face was extremely hideous, and he flipped his body violently, fluttering and dodging.

Mo Sheng fell to the ground like a leaf, looking at the dust and sand in the air, and with a flick of his spacious sleeves, he set off a hurricane and blew away the dust. A figure appeared.

The people who survived under the ultimate sword of Mo Sheng can be counted on their fingers in the world.

And at this moment, the man not far away, with a sword in his hand, slowly got up little by little, like a demon who had just poked out of hell, blood-stained and terrifying.

It was hard for Mo Sheng to imagine that demon-like young man, who had suffered such a big blow, why he could still stand up, why he could still slowly pull out the sword inserted into the ground, and swoop up again, as if he was not injured, the speed of his movements was strong: almost not the slightest weakening, but a little more intense.

At the thought of it, he seemed to want to go over and take the earth soul, but this thought quickly disappeared, first, there was no chance in a short period of time, and second, there was really no need to use it.

Yu Wu, the little bald head standing in the distance, stood straight in place with the Earth Soul Sword, looking at the master who was fighting to the death, I don't know why Yu Wu was still indifferent?

In fact, Mo Tear didn't know: at this moment, he was already unconscious, completely manipulated by the Eight Heat Hell, which had gone out of control, meticulously executing his strongest obsession before he lost consciousness.

If he continues to maintain this state, I don't know if the ink tears will be devoured first, or will Mo Sheng be the first to lose? Anyway, either way, he will end up with no bones.

Mo Tear's consciousness at this moment seemed to be in a long, long dream.

He saw the sky collapse, and the man with blue eyes collapsed as if he had been struck by the heavens, as if he was burning in hell, and his body collapsed.

A blood-red hole opened in the extreme north of the sky, and ten thousand mystical lights emitted from the hole, and the body of the man with blue pupils gradually faded in the ten thousand mystical lights, and finally only a faint trace of white light fell to the earth.

Above the blood-red hole, there was a cold-faced woman, looking at all this indifferently, with a cruel smile on her face, and disappeared above the Nine Heavens Void between the armrests.

He looked confused, he didn't know where it was, he always felt that the man with blue eyes seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

In the blood-killing heavy sword, He Sen, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing an extremely frightened expression, looking at the fire spreading around him, he was instantly shocked in his heart, and hurriedly followed the hilt of the sword and floated into the body of ink tears.

In Mo Tear's consciousness, there was suddenly an old man next to him, which simply frightened Mo Tear, jumped twice in succession, frightened, and scolded: "Why are you a ghost again? ”

He Sen didn't bother to bother with her, and hurriedly waved his hand, presenting all the scenes of the fight outside in front of him. He stared curiously at the scenes, suddenly screaming, suddenly lost, suddenly roaring, suddenly yelling, suddenly clapping his hands, like an audience watching a play.

"Okay, good fight, kill him for me. ”

He Sen shook his head helplessly, and just wanted to speak, but was startled by a sudden roar of ink tears.

He Sen looked at him with the eyes of a fool, and said bitterly: "You are still staying, you will be swallowed by that inexplicable flame, don't get out quickly." ”

Mo Tear's expression gradually became lost, and he said softly: "I know that I will die, and I will die when I go out." Why don't you give it a go? Kill that dog and beast, and at least save a silly girl and a silly boy? I can't ask for it. ”

"You fart!" He Sen yelled: "I can guarantee that if you don't go out, you will definitely be devoured by the flames first, and there will be no scum left, and that handsome descendant will suffer a little flesh and skin injury at most, not to mention that the other party has not used his real skills at all, it is impossible for you to kill that person." ”

Mo Tear was even more lost, and after smiling calmly, he said, "So what? I tried my best, but I lost my life, and I couldn't save those two stupid people, and I couldn't help it." ”

He Sen hurriedly said, "No, no. If you go out at this time, there must be hope of survival, the other party seems to be enjoying it now, he is thinking about how to fight at the moment, if you go out at this time, a little trick, you will definitely be able to escape. ”

Mo tear shook his head and sighed, and said sadly: "It's a pity that it's too late, I have no vitality in my body, I can't suppress the Eight Heat Hell, and I can't control the Extreme Desolate Heavenly Fire." ”

He Sen quickly said, "I'll help you." ”

Then his ethereal body instantly shone brightly, and Mo Tear felt a wisp of vitality injected into his body, and the manic Eight Heat Hell instantly contracted.

Time goes by little by little. The completely uncontrollable ink tears are like a dead face Yama who does not know pain, terrifying and silent.

Mo Tear gradually regained his will, and his blood-red eyes slowly contracted, slowly revealing the whites of his eyes.

After a few moments, he felt his blood boiling, and his skin had turned a charred color, and fiery red cracks appeared one after another.

Mo Sheng couldn't imagine that this young man, who seemed to have come out of a blood bath, was knocked down by him again and again, and stood up strangely again and again, as if his strength had not only not weakened, but become stronger.

So he was no longer in a hurry to attack, Yu Moxian opened a distance and observed quietly.

Seeing that the other party didn't dare to act rashly, Mo Tear instantly took it into his mind, slowly took out the small ball given by the master, and then quickly threw the blood-killing heavy sword to the right.

Sure enough, the current Mo Sheng didn't dare to despise the every move of the young man like a rakshasa at all, and put a trace of his mind on throwing out the heavy sword that flew out to kill blood.

Mo Tear took the opportunity to pull out the line on the ball, and while throwing it at the other party, his figure flashed, and he picked up Lin Xiaomu and shouted, "Gou Jian, run away!"

Gou Jian moved when he heard the sound, and rushed forward with Mo Tears.

Mo Sheng quietly looked at the figure that was about to go away, laughed, and said madly: "It's not that easy." ”

As soon as he wanted to draw the sword, he didn't expect the inconspicuous ball to suddenly explode, setting off a monstrous wave, and under his defenselessness, he slapped it several meters away, and his clothes instantly cracked one after another.

Mo Sheng's eyes showed a hint of incredulity, he restrained his murderous aura, became elegant and gentle again, turned around and walked forward, and said happily: "Disciple, keep up." ”

Yu Wu, an idiot bald little boy, trotted a few steps, followed, and said casually: "Don't you chase?"

Mo Sheng grinned, touched the other party's bald head, and said gently: "There is no need to chase it, the son of the world will kill him anyway, what is the matter with me." If you chase it again, you really have to spend the night in this desert. ”

Yu Wu did not feel disdainful of the shameful act of the master who passed the blame away. Just a soft oh.

"By the way, apprentice, have they all learned the moves?"

"Yes. ”

"Well, that's good. It's not in vain to come here for the sake of the teacher. When you return to Jianmen, you will officially start teaching you to practice as a teacher, and you will definitely become the strongest person in the world, and maybe one day you will be able to go to heaven and compete with the Emperor of Hedao. ”

Yu Wu nodded calmly and snorted.

That's about the tone of his conversation with Master.

"What are you thinking? absent-minded. ”

"I wonder if that person will like me to recite the scriptures?"

"Who? son of destruction. Mo Sheng wondered.

Yu Wu didn't speak.

"His grandmother can't be that pretty girl, right?"

He was still silent.

Mo Sheng said earnestly: "Disciples, I miss women at a young age." Don't think about it, it's enough for a teacher to listen to you recite the scriptures. ”

Yu Wu, the little bald head holding the Emperor Soul Sword, said calmly: "But you always say that every time you listen to my recitation, one head is two big." ”

Mo Sheng smiled, "It's true." ”

In fact, when I saw this dirty little doll of five or six years old on the street, I didn't have any good feelings, and the other party just looked at him with a pair of big watery eyes, held his hands, and begged him for a penny.

At that time, how could Mo Sheng, who was in the prime of murder, do such a kind thing, just when he wanted to make the other party a soul on his Earth Soul Sword.

Unexpectedly, the other party was fearless, quietly closed his eyes, and read some inexplicable words in his own mouth, which instantly made him murderous, and he almost couldn't even touch the sword.

After some understanding, I learned that the most child's mouth read is his own scriptures, and then I found that he is extremely talented, and everything can be firmly engraved in his heart by him mainly at a glance.

Such a strange person, Mo Sheng immediately wanted to take him as an apprentice.

Facing a generation of great sword saints squatting on the ground, begging this child bitterly, Yu Wu was still indifferent.

The Great Sword Saint still did not give up and did nothing all day long, quietly followed him, accompanied him everywhere to beg, and in that year, he really walked a thousand miles.

Finally one day he agreed, thinking that it was his stubbornness that moved the other party, but what turned out to be? The other party just replied plainly, you are too annoying.

Later, three rules were formulated, one was not allowed to annoy him, the second was not allowed to kill people casually, and the third was not allowed to force him to do things. Mo Sheng agreed on the spot.

This apprentice who begged his grandfather to accept him brought him with him all day long, as if he was afraid that the other party would run away. He didn't teach him any spiritual practice, but just took him to see a lot of knowledge, so that he could create a peerless genius in the future.

But this bald apprentice is really not simple, and a scripture written casually is actually loved by the queen mother, and it instantly spread among the people.

It's not that his handwriting is so good, but that the content is written in a particularly clear and open-minded way, so that people can calm down when they read it once.

Yu Wu suddenly spoke: "Master, do you have a woman you like?"

"No, I like you, count?"

"I see you, Master, I like the old raised by my brother. If Master really likes it so much, I will be cheeky and ask my brother to come over and warm Master's bed. It's also excellent. ”

Mo Sheng was speechless in an instant, and he would never be able to say anything about this little guy.

"Master. Why don't you speak, what do you think?"

"I don't want to say it. ”

"Why don't you say it? Don't you think about the old raised by the elder brother? It's okay, I'll be home in a few days, I'll help you ask for it as soon as possible, it's really not good, steal it and I'll help you steal it back." ”

"Besides, as a teacher, you're really going to beat people. ”

“......”

This pair of sword attendants and sword crowns, who have been praised by the Holy Sword Sect as the most talented in the past five hundred years, why do they talk about some topics that are not related to the demeanor of the masters.

The last ray of sunlight also disappeared below the horizon, and the yellow desert became gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye, a dim line quickly extended, and the master and apprentice stepped on the last ray of sunlight and slowly disappeared into the dust.