In the void, a blazing air current.

The sword qi rushed into the sky, and thousands of sword shadows shook together, and the moment Zuo Yunfeng's words fell.

Completely towards Mo Wangchen.

The sea of swords is like a sky full of stars, and each one has an amazing aura.

It was a terrible offensive.

It's almost irresistible.

"Huh!"

Everyone held their breath, but they saw that Mo Forget the dust moved.

He was bathed in divine light, and he rose into the air, and in an instant, he came into contact with the sea of swords.

"Click!"

"Click!"

There was a crisp cracking sound in his ears, and Mo Wuchen was like an ancient god of war, unstoppable.

With his bare hands, he shattered the sword shadows that kept slashing, and strode out into the air, soaring into the sky.

He preached in later generations, although he only cultivated in the True Immortal Realm, but the laws he understood were far from being comparable to those of this era.

Even though Zuo Yunfeng was a master of the half-step Heavenly Immortal Realm, Mo Wuchen had never been afraid.

His God King Body is full of holy power, and he has the God King Dao Armor Body, in this era when the ancient gods are not born, no one can pose a threat to himself, let alone break the defense.

The terrifying fist, constantly vibrating out, making the void twist, and the general trend rolled in unison.

Mo Wuchen was bathed in divine light, his body was matchless, and he killed all the way up, and he didn't know how many sword shadows were shattered.

High in the sky, Zuo Yunfeng drank again and again, and constantly spit out a large amount of glow from his mouth, turning into a terrifying sword, constantly cutting down, wanting to drown Mo Wuchen in the sea of swords and strangle it.

"Click!"

"Click!"

Mo Wuchen stepped into the air, like a god of war from ancient times, his fist continued to shake out terrifying power, completely shattering the sword shadow, and letting his ten thousand swords fall together, but he couldn't cause the slightest trauma to the god king's body.

"It's terrifying, shattering ten thousand sword shadows with your bare hands, it can be described as infinite divine power, rare in the world!"

"This person once pinched and exploded an imitation Wan Jun Ding with his bare hands, it can be seen that the strength of the physical body is absolutely extraordinary, I never thought that now in the face of Zuo Yunfeng's ten thousand sword offensive, he is also like a green cloud, stepping into the air, and he is not afraid at all!"

"What realm has he reached, why do I feel that his cultivation is much worse than Zuo Yunfeng, but the power that erupted is extremely fast, like entering a no-man's land, unstoppable!"

In Mo Ge, everyone present was surprised and almost in a daze.

Mo Wangchen's strength is too terrifying. It was beyond everyone's imagination, even if it was the four disciples of Jingyun, they were now excited on their faces.

Although they all knew that Mo Wuchen was very strong, they had never seen each other fight with a real master after all.

Now, even Zuo Yunfeng, who had stepped into the half-step Heavenly Immortal Realm, had ten thousand swords coming out together, and he couldn't help Mo Forget the dust in the slightest.

Moreover, he rushed all the way up to kill, and he didn't know how many sword shadows he had shattered, and he was getting closer and closer to Zuo Yunfeng, obviously trying to confront the other party head-on.

"Mo Zun is mighty!"

Within the Mo Pavilion, the roar was the same, and all the disciples of the Mo Pavilion were extremely excited.

"Boom!"

In the end, the earth-shattering explosion echoed in all directions, and Mo Wangchen stood in the sea of swords, and a burst of brilliant holy light suddenly bloomed around him, solid as a rock.

A huge golden tripod phantom appeared, and then the golden tripod was enlarged, covering the sky and the sun, and the sword shadows that were cut off were completely shattered.

"Huh!"

Mo Wuchen stepped on the void, his face was still flat, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Zuo Yunfeng.

"You!"

Zuo Yunfeng's face was extremely ugly, he never thought that he would underestimate Mo Wuchen's strength, the other party was absolutely extraordinary, and he actually shattered the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Shadows again and again, and finally appeared in front of his eyes.

"Huh!"

He retreated violently, and once again distanced himself from Mo Wuchen, not daring to confront him head-on.

The power of the other party's physical body is really terrifying, transcendent and holy, like ancient gods and demons, it can shake the heavens and the earth.

"Whew!"

Looking at Zuo Yunfeng's retreating figure, Mo Wuchen stood in place, he didn't move, but stretched out a big hand.

This big hand didn't know how far it stretched, and it chased after Zuo Yunfeng, as if it wanted to catch him.

"Get out!"

Zuo Yunfeng let out an angry shout, and suddenly, there was a terrifying aura between heaven and earth, which was terrifying, and he couldn't help but tremble.

The next moment, I saw a pitch-black big tripod emerge, and it was terrifying, this was definitely a killing weapon.

"Wan Junding!"

"It's the real Wanjunding, not an imitation!"

People exclaimed, completely discolored, and their breathing couldn't help but become much heavier.

"This Ding has killed the power of the ancient gods in the distant ancient period, and it is a peerless killing weapon with a very high reputation, in this godless era, even if it is the power of those holy masters, they dare not shake it!"

"Huh?"

While everyone was talking, Mo Wuchen suddenly frowned.

His eyes narrowed, he looked at the black statue, and felt the infinite death qi spreading.

"Bang!"

I have to say that Wan Jun Ding is indeed terrifying, a Ding sacrifice, Mo Wuchen's big hand was shaken back, his palms were numb, and he was surprised in his heart, this Ding seemed to be made of Nine Heavens Divine Iron, indestructible.

"Huh!"

Mo Wuchen didn't continue to shoot, he stepped on the true trick of his feet, and disappeared in place in an instant.

When it reappeared, it was already in the sky above the black tripod.

As his gaze went down, his brow furrowed even more.

In the black tripod, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, except for the Dingkou, almost all of it was dyed red, and the blood was dripping, and those corpses, if piled up, were as high as a mountain.

No wonder this Ding exudes such a terrifying aura, making Mo Wuchen feel the boundless death qi spreading.

It is bloodthirsty, sacrificed in the tripod, so that the power of this tripod, more and more powerful, the corpses in the tripod, I don't know how geometric, there are countless at all, and I don't know how many people died in it.

"Wu Chongtian ......"

Mo Wuchen muttered to himself, his eyes were like torches, and he suddenly saw that above the corpses, there was an old man lying on his back, as if he had just died not long ago.

The old man was none other than the Great Elder of the Outer Gate of the Purple Yan Sect, Wu Chongtian.

"You killed them?"

After taking a deep breath, Mo Wuchen's face could no longer maintain his previous composure, he tried his best to calm his emotions, and looked towards Zuo Yunfeng.

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter to you anymore, because today, you will be one of them. ”

Zuo Yunfeng showed a sneer on his face, looking extremely evil, so that Mo Wangchen already had an answer in his heart.

"You have killed so many people, and you have not even let go of the great elders under your own sect, is it just to sacrifice this tripod and make it more powerful?"

High in the air, Mo Wuchen took another deep breath, and when his eyes opened again, a touch of extreme killing intent burst out in his eyes.

"Sometimes, killing people is not evil, if you kill one person, you can save ten thousand, this is also a kind of good ......"

(End of chapter)