Crazy Batian's expression changed slightly, and Mo Xiaotian's speed was somewhat beyond Crazy Batian's imagination.

Mo Xiaotian was dodging his own attack and making a move, and it was completed in just the blink of an eye, at such a speed, among the second-grade cultivation of the Psychic Mirror, Mo Xiaotian was the fastest person that Tyrant had ever seen, and there was no one.

Feeling the dangerous aura coming from behind him, Tyrant's brows were also wrinkled, Mo Xiaotian's sword actually brought him a lot of oppression and dangerous aura.

However, Tyrant was not afraid, he turned around directly, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand stabbed out fiercely at that sword qi.

"Whew!" Fang Tian's halberd directly pierced through the void, bringing up the sound of whistling wind, and the sword qi exerted by Mo Xiaotian collided fiercely.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a loud bang resounded through the heavens and the earth, and when the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand and the sword qi exerted by Mo Xiaotian collided together, the expression of the Crazy Batian changed greatly.

He felt the incomparable power surging towards him as if it was overwhelming, and this power far surpassed the power of the second grade of the psychic mirror, and even, it was comparable to the power of the general psychic mirror fifth-grade powerhouse.

Even the tyrant felt the slightest pressure, and his body was constantly retreating.

"Damn it. "Being repulsed, the expression of the arrogant tyrant became hideous, and his dignified psychic mirror fifth-grade powerhouse was actually repelled head-on by Mo Xiaotian, a guy who cultivated the second-grade psychic mirror.

Although he was only repulsed, the arrogant Deception would not allow such a thing to happen, and he roared: "Explode for me!"

Tyrant's voice fell, his wrist twisted, and a thousand zhang of light suddenly erupted in Fang Tian's painting halberd, and a wave of extremely powerful power rushed out wildly, resisting the sword qi, and his retreating body also stabilized.

"This is not over yet!" However, just as Tyrant was struggling to block the sword qi, Mo Xiaotian's voice came into Tyrant's ears again, and suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

A terrifying killing intent came from the right side, and a sword qi had already carried the power that could cut the heavens and the earth, as if it wanted to cut itself in half.

Tyrant's expression became ugly, and in a flash, his figure appeared thousands of meters away, and a sword qi roared past where he had just been standing, splitting countless airs, and finally disappeared into the void.

But the sword qi that Mo Xiaotian had used before was not blocked by the Tyrant, so he roared away at the Tyrant again.

Mo Xiaotian, who was completely at a disadvantage before, actually gained the upper hand at this time, and such a change was only in the blink of an eye.

"Damn, this Mo Xiaotian's combat power is too terrifying, just one sword, he has recovered the disadvantage of the downside, and even gained the upper hand. ”

"Mo Xiaotian is so strong, the sword just now is stronger. ”

The crowd looked at Mo Xiaotian, who had instantly reversed the disadvantage, and their expressions showed a look of shock, although Mo Xiaotian had shown unparalleled combat effectiveness in killing Long Zhantian before, compared to this time, it was undoubtedly much worse.

Now the crowd understands that it turns out that Mo Xiaotian still hid a large part of his strength before, and he is really a demon.

"What the master just used must be the power of the second layer of the sword shape of the sword, worthy of the power of the second layer of the sword, this explosive power is really terrifying. ”

Han Jing is a rare kendo genius, for the sword that Mo Xiaotian used before, she can see that Mo Xiaotian must have comprehended the sword form of the second layer of kendo, Han Jing's beautiful eyes

Looking at Mo Xiaotian, full of admiration and admiration, Mo Xiaotian was young, but he had already comprehended the power of the second layer of the sword form of the sword.

Originally, Han Jing still felt that her comprehension ability in the way of the sword was already very rebellious, but when she saw Mo Xiaotian exert the power of the sword form, she realized that the talent she was proud of was much worse than Mo Xiaotian.

Of course, Han Jing didn't know that Mo Xiaotian had the bloodline of the Sword God and the inheritance of the Zhenwu Tower, so his comprehension of the way of the sword could reach such a point.

Tyrant watched the sword qi coming towards him again, his face already had a hideous look surging, and the anger in his heart was almost burning his whole body.

"Boy, you're looking for death, so it's no wonder I'm going to blame. "Tyrant knows very well that if he doesn't use his real strength, he won't be able to kill Mo Xiaotian today.

Being forced to this point, Crazy Batian was extremely angry in his heart, he was forced to shoot with all his strength by a boy with a psychic mirror second grade, this is really a shame, this shame makes Crazy Batian crazy.

Fang Tian's painting halberd was discarded by the Tyrant, and then, a Qiankun ring on his finger flashed with light, and then, there was already an extra big knife in his hand.

As soon as this big knife appeared in the hands of the Wild Batian, all of a sudden, there was a terrifying aura blooming wildly from the big knife, just in terms of the breath of the weapon, the big knife in the hand of the Wild Batian at this time was not inferior to the destruction of the world.

"Spiritual weapons?"

Mo Xiaotian also felt a terrifying aura coming from the big knife, and his expression changed slightly, this big knife must be a spiritual weapon, and the Crazy Batian actually has a spiritual weapon.

However, Mo Xiaotian didn't seem so incredible that the mad family had a spiritual weapon, after all, the mad family was also the strongest genius of the younger generation of the famous mad family in the Northern Cold Prefecture, and it didn't seem to be such an incredible thing to have a spiritual weapon in his hand.

"Damn, the Wild Deception is going to use a spirit weapon, and Xiaotian is in danger. Liu Xi'er saw that Tyrant took out the spirit weapon, and her expression changed slightly.

Crazy Batian has a spiritual weapon, Liu Xi'er knows it, but she didn't expect that Crazy Batian will be forced by Mo Xiaotian to use a spiritual weapon, and Liu Xi'er is very clear about the increase in strength of the spiritual weapon, and if Mad Batian, whose cultivation is much higher than Mo Xiaotian, and with the help of spiritual weapons, Mo Xiaotian may really not be an opponent.

Her brows furrowed, and faintly, countless runes flickered around her body, and a huge rune array was quietly constructed by her.

is ready to block the Crazy Overlord for Mo Xiaotian at any time, it is impossible for Liu Xi'er to watch Mo Xiaotian being hurt by the Crazy Overlord.

"Shura Knife, Shura Slash!"

Tyrant Tian clenched the big knife in his hand, his face was hideous, and with a roar, the violent spiritual power was frantically condensed on the big knife in his hand, and then, the big knife was slashed down by Tyrant.

"Huh!"

A huge blood-colored sword like a crescent moon bloomed from the Shura knife in the hand of the Tyrant, and as soon as the blood-colored sword appeared, there was a terrifying aura blooming, making the faces of the people below change greatly, and their steps retreated again.

The power of the sword of the Tyrant is too strong, completely surpassing him before by much, too much.

Even Venerable Lingtian looked at the power of this knife, his expression changed slightly, he felt the slightest danger from this knife, however, his eyes that were more expectant fell on Mo Xiaotian's body, he really wanted to know, in the face of the fierce sword of the Tyrant, how would Mo Xiaotian stop it?

Knife speed

Soon, in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the sword qi, and in the next second, the two collided fiercely.

The two collided, and there was no earth-shattering momentum as imagined, but the blood-colored sword easily defeated the sword qi exerted by Mo Xiaotian, as if the sword qi was like tofu encountering a sharp knife.

It was easily defeated and decomposed, and the sword qi turned into a point of light and dissipated, but the power of the sword was undiminished, and it roared away at Mo Xiaotian.

"Mo Xiaotian, you can force me to this point with the cultivation of the second grade of the psychic mirror alone, even if you die, you are enough to be proud!"

Mo Xiaotian looked at the whistling knife with a solemn expression, and did not feel afraid and jealous, the corners of his mouth turned slightly, and Mo Xiaotian's voice spread again: "Tyrant, although the spirit weapon has increased your strength, if you think that I use these means, then you are still too naïve." ”

As soon as Mo Xiaotian's words came out, Crazy Batian's expression changed slightly, Mo Xiaotian was able to force himself to use the spirit weapon with the cultivation of the second grade of the psychic mirror, which was already beyond his expectations.

However, Mo Xiaotian has also already played a hole card like bloodline, but what Mo Xiaotian said just now is obviously saying that he still has hole cards that he has not played.

At this time, Mo Xiaotian is already very strong, if he really has any powerful hole cards, wouldn't his strength skyrocket?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and at the same time, the killing intent towards Mo Xiaotian became stronger and stronger.

In any case, Mo Xiaotian is certain to die today, otherwise, it will be a big trouble in the future, Tyrant is not a fool, since he has torn his face with Mo Xiaotian, then he must be completely eradicated, otherwise, with Mo Xiaotian's talent, it will be a big disaster.

"Emperor bloodline, open!"

In the turn of the mind of the Tyrant, Mo Xiaotian on the opposite side had already shouted again, and then, a stream of extremely rich blood qi bloomed from Mo Xiaotian's body crazily.

Within a thousand meters around Mo Xiaotian, he was enveloped by this rich blood qi in an instant, and the entire sky seemed to have turned into a sea of blood at this time.

At the same time, behind Mo Xiaotian, there was a golden light erupting, and a golden figure wearing a crown loomed out, this golden figure was extremely huge, and it was enough to reach thousands of feet.

A wave of royal pressure as if the emperor had descended was blooming wildly, and suddenly, the crowd below knelt on the ground one after another, looking at the golden figure behind Mo Xiaotian, they were all shocked.

Respectfully bowed to the golden figure behind Mo Xiaotian three times, this is not what the crowd wants to do, but is suppressed by the coercion from the golden figure behind Mo Xiaotian, they have no choice but to bow down!

Tyrant's expression also became extremely solemn in an instant, and he also felt the powerful pressure from the golden figure behind Mo Xiaotian, and also had an urge to bow down to him.

But fortunately, his cultivation is strong, and he has resisted this coercion, but the look of the arrogant overlord is extremely ugly.

Looking at Mo Xiaotian's eyes, it was already a killing intent that could not be suppressed.

Mo Xiaotian's strength is beyond the expectations of the Tyrant, not to mention how strong the power of this golden figure is, this momentum alone is enough to suppress himself, once he is suppressed, when he faces Mo Xiaotian again, he will not have the confidence to retreat with his whole body.

For the first time, Berserk Batian felt such a dangerous aura in someone who was lower than his own cultivation.