When Mo Xiaotian roared again, there was an even more terrifying momentum blooming in his body, and faintly, there was an extremely sharp aura blooming wildly, making countless people's faces shocked.

This aura made Mo Xiaotian's strength skyrocket again.

"What? Xiao Tian actually has the power of two bloodlines?"

It was only at this time that Huang Tianwei could see that Mo Xiaotian was exerting the power of bloodline, and it was two, but he couldn't tell what level of bloodline it was.

Not to mention Huang Tianwei, even He Yan, who is a psychic mirror, can't see Mo Xiaotian's bloodline level, he only knows that Mo Xiaotian has exerted the power of bloodline.

As for Mo Yu and He Mad, they couldn't see it, but they could also faintly feel the power of Mo Xiaotian's bloodline.

Seeing the giant palm suppressing down, Mo Xiaotian clenched his hand to destroy the world, and then, a sword was swung out!

"Shura's artistic conception, a sword to transform Shura!"

The surging spiritual power and the power of the bloodline, as well as the faint evil qi, all frantically converged on the destruction of the world, flowing through the destruction of the world, as if bringing the terrible roar of the ghost crying wolf.

Behind Mo Xiaotian, a huge, looming giant sword appeared, faintly, that giant sword brought a terrifying sharp aura, as if it could cut the heavens and the earth.

The giant palm was getting closer and closer, and the world destroying in Mo Xiaotian's hand swung out.

"Boom!"

As soon as the sword came out, it brought a terrible roar, and a huge blood light spewed out from the extinction, and as soon as it left the extinction, the blood light turned into a huge blood-colored Shura.

Shura held the scythe in his hand, and a terrible aura swept through his body like a storm.

The blood light spread, and Shura's figure was already roaring towards the suppressed giant palm, and at the same time, the giant sword behind Mo Xiaotian was also facing the giant palm.

The combination of the giant sword and Shura seemed to be fused together, and in the next second, the two collided fiercely.

"Boom ......."

A loud bang resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking the clouds, and the terrifying shock wave swept away in an instant, spreading directly around the two.

The Shura giant sword and giant palm exploded at the same time, and Mo Xiaotian directly took a move from He Yan, a psychic mirror powerhouse.

Mo Xiaotian's expression below changed slightly, his wings waved, and his body retreated directly, but his eyes looked at He Yan in the distance, his eyes were full of coldness.

The shockwave gradually disappeared, and the faces of everyone below became extremely shocked, and the shock was beyond measure.

"What? Mo Xiaotian actually blocked the attack of the Ancestor? The Ancestor is a strong man of the Psychic Mirror? How could Mo Xiaotian resist his attack?"

He Mad saw that He Yan's attack was resisted by Mo Xiaotian, and his expression was full of disbelief.

The current Mo Xiaotian was able to receive a blow from the next psychic mirror powerhouse head-on, although He Yan did not use all his strength, but even if it was just a random blow, the power of the psychic mirror was definitely not something that Mo Xiaotian, a person with the seventh grade of the spirit mirror, could withstand.

However, Mo Xiaotian really did it, even if He Mad couldn't believe it, it was a fact, so he couldn't believe it.

"Good boy!"

Huang Tianwei and the others stood here with Mo Xiaotian

The people on the side directly clapped their hands excitedly, the seventh grade of the spirit mirror, but they received the attack of a strong person of the spirit mirror head-on, compared to the shock and horror of He Mad, Huang Tianwei and their faces were full of excitement.

"Mo Xiaotian, I didn't expect you to be able to take my blow, then I'll see, can you take my blow again?"

In the void, He Yan watched his attack being blocked by Mo Xiaotian, his face was gloomy, and a suppressed voice spit out of his mouth.

In the next second, his figure disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Mo Xiaotian, his hair was flying, and terrifying spiritual power erupted wildly from He Yan's body.

Like a storm, the sky within a hundred meters of He Yan was encircled, and He Yan's hands were sealed, and a low roar rang out: "Kang Long Slash!"

The moment He Yan's voice fell, suddenly, the spiritual power around him was surging wildly, becoming extremely manic.

All the spiritual power was condensed in front of him, forming a huge big knife phantom, the tip of this big knife, as if it was a dragon head in a state of excitement, the dragon's mouth grew up to reveal sharp dragon teeth, and the huge body was carved on the body of the big knife.

A sharp breath is blooming, as if it can cut everything in the world.

"Xiaotian be careful. ”

The moment this giant knife appeared, Mo Yu below looked nervous, and even Huang Tianwei was full of horror, this big knife was too strong, if he faced it himself, even if he faced it by himself, it was estimated that only one of them would be crushed and wiped out.

"Mo Xiaotian, you actually forced the ancestor to use the strongest attack, even if you die, you are proud. ”

He Yan's expression became hideous, He Yan's move was his strongest blow, Mo Xiaotian directly forced He Yan to use this move, which was equivalent to Mo Xiaotian taking He Yan's blow before and accelerating his death time.

Mo Xiaotian's face was also full of solemnity, and he didn't expect that He Yan would do his best to erase himself so soon.

However, this is fine, his spiritual power cultivation is not very inflammatory after all, even if he exerts the power of the bloodline to increase his spiritual power, but compared with He Yan, there is still a huge gap.

If you continue like this, you will definitely suffer the loss, so a quick solution is the best way.

Mo Xiaotian closed his eyes, and when he opened them again in the next second, his pupils had become blood-red, and an even more violent aura swept away from his body frantically.

"Bloodline stunt, rampage!"

Mo Xiaotian whispered, and a violent momentum emanated from his body, as if it was a violent bear, full of violent aura.

But the breath did not stop like this, but continued to skyrocket, Mo Xiaotian whispered again: "Sword God bloodline stunt, ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

When Mo Xiaotian's words fell again, the blood qi around his body directly transformed into tens of thousands of sword shadows, all of which were suspended beside Mo Xiaotian, with a terrifying aura blooming.

Above, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of He Yan's mouth, and the big knife had already slashed at Mo Xiaotian's body.

In the midst of the whistling wind, there seemed to be a dragon's groan, full of terrifying power.

The earth below was directly split into a deep ravine by the aftermath of the terrible broadsword, and the crack was still spreading.

It didn't stop until it spread to the location of the Mo family's gate, destroying the street.

The terrifying strong wind was sweeping, Mo Xiaotian looked up at the falling big sword, and the world was directly swung out.

"Break the divine sword technique and sweep away thousands of armies!"

Mo Xiaotian roared in a low voice, all his power was condensed in the destruction of the world, and finally turned into a sword, all of which spit out.

In an instant, a huge sword qi frantically bloomed from the extinction, and at the same time, this sword qi had already faintly had a bit of form and a sense of condensation.

This sword seems simple, but it is the superposition of all Mo Xiaotian's current means, and it is also the strongest sword, if this sword still can't resist He Yan, then he will have to die here today.

This sword qi not only has the artistic conception of Shura, but also has the power of the second layer of the sword shape of the sword, and because of this, this sword qi has a condensed feeling.

At the same time, when the sword qi rushed towards the big sword, the tens of thousands of sword shadows that were originally surrounding Mo Xiaotian's side trembled, and then, all of them shrouded away towards He Yan.

The sword qi and the big sword finally collided under everyone's gaze.

This time, there was no terrifying momentum as imagined, just at the moment of contact, the two attacks dissolved each other at the same time, without the slightest movement, as if they had never appeared.

The shadow of the ten thousand swords roared down, falling like a torrential rain against He Yan, and the sound of breaking the air resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"What's going on?"

Everyone saw that the powerful offensive of Mo Xiaotian and He Yan had melted away in an instant, and they all showed incredible expressions, they had never seen such a situation.

However, Mo Xiaotian and He Yan knew very well that this was because the strength of the two had reached a balance point quite coincidentally, and the strength of the two was the same, and they shattered directly between contacts, as if they had been hit by the window glass in the corner.

Directly crumbling and dissipating, this is a very difficult situation.

Because even if the two sides of the battle are at the same level of cultivation, there is a gap in strength, and it is indeed difficult for this kind of strength to reach the same balance point.

Mo Xiaotian's expression was relatively normal, after all, his cultivation was much worse than He Yan's, and it was already very rebellious to be able to achieve the same strength as He Yan.

But He Yan couldn't accept it, his strongest blow could only be the same as Mo Xiaotian's strength, which also showed that his strength at this time was at the same level as Mo Xiaotian's power.

But it was clear that Mo Xiaotian's cultivation was so much worse than before, how could He Yan accept such an ending?

"Damn boy. ”

He Yan roared, looking at the countless sword shadows that fell, and with a grip of his palm, terrifying spiritual power roared out from his body again, and a huge wave of spiritual power swept away, shaking these sword shadows away.

But at this moment, He Yan felt the power of destruction and descended on his head.

The same powerful sword as before was once again unleashed by Mo Xiaotian, and it was cut off on the spot when He Yan had just shattered the sword shadow!

The power that was sharp to the extreme made He Yan, who was a strong psychic mirror powerhouse, have a numb scalp and were wet with cold sweat.

It was too late to perform the strongest blow again, He Yan directly chose to retreat, even if it seemed to him to be a very embarrassing thing, but the current situation did not allow him to think about it anymore.