Ye Xuan is quick to speak, and every word is like a machine.

The words were ten times sharper than a sharp knife, and the mysterious woman who stabbed her panicked.

However, this also aroused the anger of the mysterious woman, who gritted her teeth and shouted:

"Little Sword God, do you only have a sharp mouth! What about your world-famous snow sword technique? Let this girl see it!"

"As you wish!"

Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly cold, and the sword moved with his heart.

A sword splashes ink, writes the mood, hearty!

Layers of sword shadows, like snow in the sky, descended one after another, naturally at random, and directly to the point.

The tide of battle flipped in an instant!

The mysterious woman turned from defense to offense, and was forced to retreat again and again.

Moreover, he was surprised to find that the non-offensive force could not completely dissolve Ye Xuan's Senhan sword qi.

Since she obtained the Momen inheritance when she was a child, she has had a smooth journey, and she has not been able to attack the power of the attack, and this is the first time she has encountered this situation!

"Little Sword God, you do have some skills, but I am by no means weaker than you!"

"Because the Holy Son of Momen is not inferior to anyone!"

"Enemies on all sides!"

The mysterious woman's gaze is firm and decisive!

The Yi Gong in his hand is even more ferocious, with endless changes, as if he wants to integrate the mysteries of the ten kinds of blades into one furnace.

At the same time, the non-offensive power of ink ripples through layers, revealing a sense of loneliness, determination, selflessness, dedication, sacrifice, and great will!

Legend has it that after Mozi established Momen, the world was full of enemies, the powerful regarded him as a thief, and the Confucian sect accused him of being incestuous and incestful, and endless pursuit and killing attacked, making Mozi fall into a desperate situation again and again. But he was never afraid, and vowed to resolve the disputes of all nations with great love in his heart, and realize the great ideal of love for all.

In this move, it contains the will of the Holy Dao, and all kinds of vitality between heaven and earth are surrendered to it, and even the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light is shrunk in the magnet, and he does not dare to make a mistake.

Ye Xuan's hair stood on end, and he almost had the urge to kneel down and praise this great thought.

"Hell after the snow!"

Ye Xuan spread out the kendo realm.

Yin Qi surged, enveloping all directions.

The sword is like snow, the sword is like the wind, and it suddenly falls, and the snow is all over the sky.

It is a black snow, outlined by the sword of despair, composing the lament of all suffering!

The great fear of death, quietly, annihilating vitality, terrifying, all the vitality between heaven and earth fear this will, have fled, only the yin qi is like a fish in water!

Rumble!

Sword handover!

The sound of the bump was like the sound of a missile exploding.

This is no longer a contest of moves, but a clash of wills.

Momen Shengzhi, the noble idea, and the true meaning of death, the ultimate horror of the contest.

The reason why saints are saints is because they are free from the fear of death, have the world in their hearts, and seek the well-being of all beings!

It stands to reason that Mozi's holy path intent should overwhelm Ye Xuan's death horror, but the mysterious woman is too weak, she doesn't have the courage to know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer the tigers, nor does she have the greatness to benefit all beings!

Bang!

Ye Xuan's momentum was like a rainbow.

In a few breaths, he overwhelmed the mysterious woman.

A sword slashed, as fast as thunder, breathtaking, straight to the throat.

However, Ye Xuan didn't make a dead move, the tip of the sword was raised, and only the veil of the mysterious woman was cut off!

The ink-colored veil is divided into two, revealing a beautiful jade face, skin like white porcelain, delicate facial features, and a dust-free beauty. A pair of cold eyes are as clear as snow, revealing a proud temperament, and a strong character.

The mysterious woman blushed with shame, quickly covered her face, and took five steps back.

This shame is the shyness of being seen by others, and it is also the shame of defeating Ye Xuan, and it is also the humiliation of being given his life!

"Little Sword God, why don't you kill me!"

Ye Xuan said lightly: "You are just looking for me to fight, there is no need to kill me!Besides, I respect Mo Sheng very much, for the sake of his old man's face, let you go!"

"I don't need your mercy! and my Momen will, not lost to anyone!"

The mysterious woman gritted her teeth and escaped from the army with Yi Gong!

Looking at her back as she left, Ye Xuan muttered:

"It is worthy of being the Holy Land of the past, even if it has declined, she still has the capital that is proud of the Twelve Sects, and her strength is stronger than that of the Little Sword Immortal!"

Bang dang!

The divine soldier broke into two sections, and the blade shattered.

And the tiger's mouth where Ye Xuan held the sword had already cracked, and blood was dripping.

"In the final analysis, the martial arts cultivation is too weak, and although the soul path is strong, it is not suitable for hand-to-hand combat, so I have to hurry up and promote the martial arts five heavens!"

Lin Zhiyin walked over and exclaimed, "Ye Xuan, I worship you so much, I actually defeated a holy son head-on!"

"She is an orphan, not a holy son, the real holy son is much more powerful than him!" Ye Xuan smiled slightly and said:

"Okay, Sister Lin, you help the waiting doctor, and I'll take you to find the Green Spring to heal!"

Walked in front of the Innate White Emperor.

Ye Xuan pulled out the unicorn sheath and carried it forward.

The further he went, the stronger the suction, the heavier the unicorn sheath became, almost carrying a small ore vein, which made Ye Xuan's green muscles burst out.

"It's really sinking! damn the power of Yuan Magnetism, I must go to the Arctic Sleepless City when I have time, and throw the Innate White Emperor into the Nine Turns Yuan Magnetic Furnace for demagnetization!"

The Yuan Magnetic Divine Light is about to become his obsession, and he always suffers here, which makes him quite unhappy.

Walked hundreds of meters!

Ye Xuan finally walked out of the way of liberation, his back was light, and his waist straightened suddenly.

Just as he was about to stretch, there was a creaking sound all around.

In the ruins of the surrounding houses, a large number of humanoid puppets poured out, wearing rusty armor, holding residual blades, and their eyes were red and murderous.

In addition, there are tiger-shaped golems with a long tail and a nine-section whip, spider-shaped golems with eight thin legs and spears, and serpentine golems with copper horns on their heads that spew thunder......

"There are so many Momen puppets! they are all antiques with a thousand-year-old history, and they are still functioning!"

Ye Xuan was surprised.

The puppet is a branch of the mechanical arts, and it is also the most famous instrument of the Mo family, with a copper head and an iron arm, which is not afraid of death and has terrifying combat power.

I think that Mo Sheng was betrayed many times back then, and he almost survived. In the end, he pinned his feelings on the puppet who would never betray him, and formed a fierce and murderous army that was not afraid of death, sweeping the world, which made the newborn Momen stand firm!

Lin Zhiyin explained: "These puppets are very evil! You see that they are scarred, and they have been destroyed by intruders for thousands of years, but every time the yellow sand ruins are opened again, the puppets are intact to block the next group of intruders!"

"Everyone says that the obsession of the Mo family disciples is imprisoned in the yellow sand ruins, and whenever the ruins are covered by the yellow sand, they will appear, repair the broken puppets over and over again, and maintain the glory of the holy land!"

Hou Senjun shuddered, shrunk his neck and said, "Evil Gate! Even if there is a ghost cultivator in the ruins, it won't last for a thousand years!"

"him!"

Ye Xuan's heart moved, and the innate White Emperor came out of the sheath.

The fiery sword qi is like a flood of destruction, and wherever it passes, it wears away everything.

Those strange puppets, using countless martial arts spells, could not escape the fate of destruction, and were twisted into pieces and crushed into gravel!

Without the restraint of the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light, the innate power can be displayed. He is a well-known little sword god in the world, but half of his fame comes from this imperial sword, which shows the importance of the Innate White Emperor to him, and the trip to the North Pole is imperative!

"Yellow Springs Trail!"

Ye Xuan's thoughts were like electricity, and he used his own self-created spells.

Originally, it was going to be cast with Yin Qi, but now it is replaced by the Innate White Emperor, which is even more righteous and magnificent!

A bridge of light spans the void, carrying three people, as fast as the wind!

In an instant!

Leapfrog the mighty puppet legions.

When you arrive in a new area, your surroundings have changed dramatically, with temperatures soaring and heat evaporating.

It was a vast lava lake, with scorching lava tumbling, bubbling and bubbling and emitting terrible fire poison.

There are still many platforms floating on the lava lake, but they are broken, and some have sunk into the lake! And a white jade arch bridge, erected on top of the magma, leads from one end to the other.

Lin Zhiyin explained: "Su Ye, this is the lava forging lake, and the disciples of the Momen in the past are on this platform, with the help of earth fire, forging divine weapons. At its peak, there were 500 stone platforms here, but unfortunately the years have not spared people, and now there are only a few dozen stone platforms left!"

"As long as we pass through the White Jade Bridge, we can reach the center of the ruins, Quenching Lake! This is the place where the divine soldiers quench, and the Green Spring is hidden in it, and in three years, we have accumulated thirty springs, each of which is precious and valuable!"

Ye Xuan took a few steps forward, looked down at the magma lake, and said in surprise:

"It's really a magnificent building, this stone platform is actually the foundation of a large formation, stabilizing the earth's qi and suppressing magma. Although most of it is broken, it still binds the Earth Yang for a hundred years, which is really a rich treasure!"

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