"Boom!"

This purple sword light was extremely fast, and it seemed to have torn through the space, and when Xun Mo reacted, it had already come to a place less than a foot in front of him, and directly hit the center of his eyebrows, where was the location of the flame totem.

However, in the center of Xun Mo's eyebrows, a dazzling red light also burst out in an instant, these lights, as if the flames were burning, and the purple sword light with amazing power was also slowly dissipated under the burning of the flames.

Because of this sword of Butterfly Ziyi, Ye Xun was finally able to escape from Xun Mo's flame totem spiritual attack, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief, which made Ye Xun finally realize the horror of the cultivator again, and he could kill the head of the Wang family, not because of his own strength, which was enough to suppress the cultivator, but more because he obtained the method of breathing and breathing, and he was more restrained from the Wang family's sword drawing technique.

And now facing Xun Mo, Ye Xun finally realized that cultivators were more terrifying than he imagined, especially a desolate cultivator like Xun Mo, who could actually use spiritual attacks, and the inheritance of the Human Emperor that he obtained, although he could improve his physical strength, but the improvement and protection of spiritual power was still extremely limited.

"Xun Mo, you are a master cultivator in the Spirit Sea Realm, or a royal family in the Desolate Clan, you actually attacked an innate martial artist, and you also used soul dementorship!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes have been completely attracted by the-for-tat confrontation between Die Ziyi and Xun Mo, one of the two is one of the seven sons of this generation, and the other is the royal family of the deserted clan, which can be regarded as the representative of the younger generation of the two clans this time, and the opposition between the two is likely to evolve into the confrontation between the young elites of the two clans who came to the Wang family this time.

"Innate martial artist, hehe, Butterfly Ziyi, you should know very well, Ye Xun is not an ordinary innate martial artist, but an innate battle body that comes out once in ten thousand years, and it is very likely to have the inheritance of the emperor, how can I let it go!"

Looking at the butterfly purple clothes with a purple shirt and an indifferent expression, Xun Mo didn't dare to take it lightly, one of the seven sons of the human race, if you talk about status alone, it is higher than your own status in the desolate clan, after all, the desolate clan is a typical tribal system, there is more than one powerful tribe, and the corresponding royal family is naturally more than one, and his status in the royal family is not as dominant as the butterfly purple clothes in the purple smoke pavilion, dominating the younger generation.

It's important not to look for it overnight, Xun Mo doesn't want to give up, what kind of person is the emperor, that is the supreme powerhouse who dominates an era and conquers hundreds of clans, the inheritance of the emperor, although it is a human race exercise, but if you can refer to one or two, you will also benefit a lot.

"Xun Mo, Ye Xun is an innate battle body, although the innate battle body has been cursed now, but after all, the innate battle body was the pride of my human race, fighting for my human race for several generations, how can I let you kill Ye Xun today, if you really want to do it, I would like to see the power of the flame totem of the Red Fire Clan of the Desolate Clan!"

Butterfly Ziyi didn't give an inch, stared at Xun Mo from afar, and said coldly. And with Die Ziyi's words, there was a faint purple glow on his body, which seemed to emerge from the inside of his body, which was a part of himself, giving Die Ziyi a faint spiritual power on his body, like a sword out of the sheath.

"Okay, okay, it's been a long time since anyone dared to be so rampant on the territory of my desolate clan, and today I will turn the seventh son of the human race into the sixth son!"

The deserted city is the territory of the desolate clan, Xun Mo, the desolate royal family, naturally can't back down, otherwise, his face will be put there again, and he immediately slammed a punch at Die Ziyi, Xun Mo's punch was extremely strange, obviously there was a distance of nearly 100 meters from Die Ziyi, but the moment this punch was blasted, the person had already reached a few meters in front of Die Ziyi, and the fist gradually appeared, a circle of faint red lines, like a cluster of burning flames.

Xun Mo and Die Ziyi fought, everyone around them had a tacit understanding, and they were far away in an instant, not daring to be swept away by the aftermath of the attack of the two, Wu Changkong blocked Wang Ke behind him early, and nervously watched the battle results of Die Ziyi and Xun Mo.

Ye Xun at this time, seize the time to fully operate the magical breathing and breathing method of the Taihuang Sutra, and use the technique of starlight entering the body to fully recover the injuries in the body, and at the moment when Xun Mo punched out, Ye Xun felt a suffocating hot feeling from a distance, as if the air was burning.

"The power of the wilderness, the purple qi is coming from the east, slash!"

Butterfly Ziyi's expression was calm, Gu Jing did not wave, and he could see that there was not the slightest nervousness and timidity, but the purple brilliance around his body was even stronger, and he pointed like a sword, and with a light snort, a sword was cut out, just like before, it was also the famous purple qi from the east of the Purple Smoke Pavilion.

However, anyone can see that the same purple qi is coming from the east, and the butterfly purple clothes are now much more powerful than before, and a huge purple sword is several zhang long, emitting a dazzling purple light, which instantly attracts everyone's attention. When this purple sword light was extremely strong, even the sunlight above his head was covered by it.

"Bang!"

The two fought very quickly, the purple qi collided with Xun Mo's desolate power in an instant, the purple sword burst instantly, and the butterfly purple cloth's delicate body shook violently, and it seemed to have been greatly impacted, "Teng, Teng, Teng", took a few steps back in a row, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was already injured.

But what is even more surprising is Xun Mo, originally Xun Mo's face was still full of a confident smile, after all, no matter how you look at it, under this blow, he still has the upper hand, and he injured Butterfly Ziyi with one punch, one of the seven sons of this dignified human race.

But soon, Xun Mo's face changed suddenly, first shocked, then angry, and finally turned into fear.

"Poof!"

Xun Mo directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood was also mixed with a faint purple light, like a small purple sword. Immediately, Xun Mo's entire fist also slowly burst into an amazing wound, which seemed to have been chopped by a chaotic sword, and the blood that shot out of the wound was also mixed with a little purple light.

"Here comes the fire!"

Xun Mo gritted his teeth, and a thick red flame suddenly ignited around his body, as if the gods had descended to earth, and as these red flames burned, the purple light in the wound became less and less, and finally slowly disappeared, and the wound on his fist also healed quickly with the burning of these red flames.

"Psychic Sword Body! What a psychic sword body, I have long heard that this time there is an unborn genius in the Purple Smoke Pavilion, but I didn't expect it to be the legendary psychic sword body!"

After a few breaths, Xun Mo's injuries were completely recovered, and the red flames on his body slowly dissipated, and finally disappeared completely. What is surprising is that Xun Mo's skin and clothes are unharmed, and there is no sign of damage. It seems that the previous red flame was not an ordinary flame.

Xun Mo looked at Butterfly Ziyi with surprise on his face, a little incredulous.

"The flame totem of the Red Fire Clan is really not bad, not only can it attack the enemy, but it can also heal itself, and even the purple qi from the east sword qi can be dispelled!"

Looking at Xun Mo, who was back to the beginning, Butterfly Ziyi was also a little surprised, obviously Xun Mo's strength seemed to be a little unexpected. Moreover, the consumption of the sword just now was also extremely great, even with the cultivation of Butterfly Purple Yi, his face was a little pale.

"Hmph, Butterfly Ziyi, I'll spare the night to find my life today, but my desolate clan won't give up, I hope he will be so lucky next time!"

Xun Mo gritted his teeth, glanced at Ye Xun coldly, turned his head and left with a group of young heroes of the Desolate Clan.

......

"Thank you, Miss Ziyi! Miss Ziyi's injuries are ......"

The Emperor's inheritance is really extraordinary, in less than half a pillar of incense, Ye Xun's injuries have recovered, he turned his head to look at the blood stains on the corner of Die Ziyi's mouth, and asked with some concern.

"Ye Xun, you don't have to see me like this, just call me purple. Hehe, my injuries are fine, but Xun Mo's injuries are worse than mine, and the purple qi of my Purple Qi Pavilion is not so easy to dispel!"

The corners of Die Ziyi's mouth showed a sly smile, looking at the direction where Xun Mo and the others left, and said indifferently.

......

"Poof!"

Outside the Wang Family Manor, Xun Mo, who had already recovered from his injuries, was as Butterfly Ziyi expected, his face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and the faint purple light in the blood was even worse than before.

"Xun Mo Gongzi, your injuries ......"

The young disciples of the surrounding Desolate Clan looked at Xun Mo's pale face, and exclaimed one after another, I didn't expect Xun Mo's injury to be so serious, you must know that the Desolate Clan has always looked down on the Human Race, Xun Mo, as the royal family of the Desolate Clan, is also a little famous among the younger generation of the Desolate Clan, but I didn't expect that in the hands of a Terran cultivator of the same realm, he was so seriously injured.

"Psychic sword body, psychic sword body! Sure enough, it's as terrifying as the legend, now that the human race has an innate battle body, and there is a psychic sword body, is it true that the human race is really going to be prosperous!"

Xun Mo's face was full of hatred, clenched his teeth, and said hatefully, whether it is the innate battle body or the psychic sword body, it is a legendary physique, and now it has appeared, which makes Xun Mo faintly worried.