As soon as the giant sword appeared, it brought an indescribable terrifying sharp aura. Streams of blood-red demonic aura lingered around the giant sword, and this demonic aura was extremely terrifying. It was as if there was a peerless demon king standing here, and the entire world was shrouded in this terrifying demonic aura.

The breath rushed straight into the sky, and the void was shocked into the traces one after another, and this giant sword was full of terrifying power. Even a powerhouse like Phantom Venerable felt an extremely terrifying aura, and this aura made him feel a very strong aura of danger.

Even if he is not careful, there is a real possibility that he will be hit hard.

Looking at the giant sword that stood in the heavens and the earth, a satisfied smile appeared on Mo Xiaotian's face, the reason why he was blown away by the Phantom Venerable with a punch without any resistance before, it was not that Mo Xiaotian really couldn't react, but that he was secretly hiding his attack.

Now that this giant sword has been successfully condensed, he has not suffered a loss from being blasted away by the Phantom Venerable with a punch before.

"This demon sword has been successfully condensed, as long as I release the essence blood and infuse it into that demon sword, then even the Phantom Venerable will definitely not end well today. Mo Xiaotian looked at the giant sword and muttered to himself.

There was an extremely thick chill flickering in his eyes, and he glanced at the mountain that was about to be suppressed on his body, and he could already feel that his body had been suppressed by the terrifying power.

"I can't wait any longer, if I continue, I will definitely not be able to release the essence blood and infuse it into the demonic sword. Mo Xiaotian knew that he couldn't wait any longer, if he continued to wait, he would definitely suffer the loss, he didn't want to be killed, but the Phantom Venerable was still unscathed.

Immediately, he bit his middle finger.

The red essence blood continued to flow out from Mo Xiaotian's middle finger, and his face became even more pale with the flow of essence blood.

Essence blood is the original power of a warrior, and the consumption of essence blood is very harmful to a warrior. Mo Xiaotian is no exception, and the consumption of essence blood is also very harmful to him.

Seeing his essence blood flowing out, Mo Xiaotian's spiritual power bloomed, wrapping these essence blood, and then with a flick of his fingers, the essence blood wrapped in spiritual power was given by Mo Xiaotian in the demon sword.

As soon as the essence blood wrapped in spiritual power touched the demon sword, it turned into blood and was absorbed by the demon sword, and when the demon sword absorbed Mo Xiaotian's essence blood, its huge body suddenly trembled. Rounds of brilliant blood light continued to bloom and flicker from the huge sword of the demon sword.

When the blood light began to flicker, the sharp aura in the demon sword became sharper and sharper, and a force that made people feel even more frightened also bloomed from the demon sword.

The power of the Demon Sword blooming at this time was not the slightest weaker than the mountain attack unleashed by the Phantom Venerable, and it was even sharper and stronger.

"Damn, the power of this giant sword has already surpassed the divine mountain I cast, what kind of power and hole cards does Mo Xiaotian have?

Venerable's face became completely solemn at this time, this demonic sword had already brought him a very dangerous aura, and this aura made him very frightened.

Compared to the previous offensive, it is more powerful and sharper. If it was really hard, his offensive would not necessarily have an advantage compared to Mo Xiaotian's at this time.

The three disciples of the Phantom Venerable looked at the huge demonic sword, and their faces were also filled with infinite fear at this time.

"Demon Sword, show your grandeur!" Mo Xiaotian roared angrily, and the Demon Sword that stood between heaven and earth suddenly rose into the sky, but the speed of the incomparably huge Demon Sword was very fast, and it was not too much to describe it as fast as lightning.

The Demon Sword first soared into the sky, hovering twice in the void before swooping down towards the Phantom Venerable's body, and the speed was extremely fast. It was faster than the mountain that had been suppressed, and it was more than a star and a half faster.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it appeared behind the Phantom Venerable, and at the same time, the huge mountain had already suppressed Mo Xiaotian.

"Poof! boom......."

Almost at the same time, the attacks of Phantom Venerable and Mo Xiaotian both fell on the other party's body. The huge demonic sword directly shaved off one of the Phantom Venerable's arms, and blood was constantly spurting out of his severed arm. Blood stained the ground red, and an arm lay on the ground.

No matter how strong the Phantom Venerable is, he has no time to react, and his strength has not been exerted, so he can't resist the power of the demon sword, and the speed of the demon sword is too fast, even he can't react. If he hadn't dodged the key at the last minute, he might have had his head cut off instead of his arm.

On the other side, the mountain was also completely suppressed on Mo Xiaotian's body, and between the violent shaking of the earth, the mountain suppressed the earth into a huge and incomparably deep pit.

Around the pit, countless cracks spread rapidly, and the earth was flying, and smoke and dust were flying all over the sky.

In the center of the pit, Mo Xiaotian's body was completely buried in the pit, thousands of meters underground, where Mo Xiaotian's body lay in tatters, his body was covered with mud.

There is almost no good piece of it, there are white bones everywhere, and even the chamber has completely collapsed at this time, and his breath has been weakened to the extreme, and he may die at any time.

In his mind, the phantom of the sword god's bloodline was also extremely dim at this time, as if it would dissipate at any time, and on that sword shadow, there were cracks spreading at this time.

Next to the sword shadow was the Emperor's bloodline, and its standing form suddenly moved at this time. In the next second, a brilliant golden light bloomed from his body, and finally flowed in every inch of blood, bones and every cell of Mo Xiaotian's body.

The aura that was supposed to be cut off at any time slowly stabilized when these golden rays flowed in his full, although he was still very weak, and he could only sense a little bit of breath.

On the battlefield before.......

Thousands of zhang large

The destruction of the land made the entire phantom city completely boil, and countless powerhouses rose to the sky to see who was in the city lord's mansion to break out such a terrifying war.

When all the powerhouses in the void looked at the Phantom Venerable, who was covering his wound with one hand and was already missing an arm, all the powerhouses in Phantom City showed incredible expressions when they saw this scene. How could they have thought that the Phantom Venerable, the number one powerhouse in the Northern Cold Prefecture, would have an arm cut off, which was enough shocking news to shake the entire Northern Cold Prefecture.

The three disciples of the Phantom Venerable looked at the Phantom Venerable who had had one of his arms cut off, and their faces were not only frightened but also dull. The invincible master in their eyes, the strongest man in the Northern Cold Prefecture, was actually cut off by Mo Xiaotian, a kid with a fifth-grade cultivation in the psychic realm?

"Damn Mo Xiaotian, my arm. The Phantom Venerable's face turned a little pale, and he looked at his fallen arm, his face filled with endless killing intent.

He didn't expect that his arm would be cut off by Mo Xiaotian, although this was not a big injury for a strong person with cultivation like him, but it would take a while to reconnect the broken arm. During this time, his strength will be weakened a lot if he loses an arm, although he is the strongest person in the Northern Cold State.

It seems that the scenery is infinite, but as Mo Xiaotian said, he is not the only one who has reached the peak of cultivation in the Northern Cold Prefecture. Those who are equal to him are his competitors, and if they take advantage of their current weakness to attack him, they will definitely be in danger.

What made the Phantom Venerable the most angry was that he was also a cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Realm, but he was cut off an arm by Mo Xiaotian, a boy with a five-grade cultivator in the Psychic Realm, which was a great shame.

He picked up the broken arm, put it back in his wound position, took out the healing pill from the Qiankun Ring and took it, and then he began to use his spiritual power to repair the broken arm.

Cultivating to his level, as long as the vital points of the heart and throat were not destroyed, the rest of the injuries could be repaired, no matter how serious, but the length of time it would take was different.

It's as if Mo Xiaotian's injury was so serious before, but under the repair of the Sword God bloodline, he can repair it in a very short time. That's because although Mo Xiaotian's injuries seemed to be serious before, he was not injured to the point, and it was the peerless bloodline of the Sword God Bloodline that repaired it, so he could get better so quickly.

With the severed arm attached, the Phantom Venerable can't do anything else for the time being, so he can only wait for the arm to be repaired.

His body came to the huge pit, he watched the spiritual aura spread out of the pit, and when he sensed that there was a faint aura thousands of meters underground, his brows furrowed tightly.

The anger in his heart turned into a surging flame and burned in an instant, and he muttered to himself: "Mo Xiaotian, you are not dead yet, so I will strike again, and I must kill you." ”

He sensed that Mo Xiaotian's breath was still alive, although the breath was very weak, but he was really alive. The fact that such a violent blow from himself before didn't kill him made the Phantom Venerable full of anger.