Gu Haifeng's eyes condensed, and when he saw that Mo Yun's heavy sword was caught by Zhong Yue with one hand, he was a little annoyed, and said coldly: "Do you want to be an enemy of my Sword Pavilion?

"Didn't you just break my arms to settle a grudge? Why, it's none of my business now? Is Lu Long Sword Pavilion all soft eggs like you?"

"Bastard!"

The quaint heavy sword burst out with a strong Moyun sword aura, "I just stepped into the Hanmo Realm, I was thinking about meddling and killing myself!"

Although Gu Haifeng didn't know how Zhong Yue caught his Moyun Ancient Sword, he could tell from Zhong Yue's breath that he had indeed not yet reached the Squatting Peak Realm.

"Give me death!"

However, the heavy sword remained motionless, as if it was glued to Zhong Yue's hand.

"Use a little force. ”

Gu Haifeng's face was hideous, and his heart was horrified, why is this? How could this be?

Zhong Yue had just condensed the ink into the Dao, and his whole body was really full of inexhaustible ink rhyme energy, and he was worried that he had nowhere to vent, so this grandson came to the door, naturally he was not polite to him, as early as at the banquet of the four seas, Zhong Yue was like a fat beating.

Gu Haifeng's body once again erupted with a powerful aura of ink rhyme, a mouthful of blood spit on the small sword in the palm of his hand, and the long heavy sword that was held by Zhong Yue trembled slightly, as if it was about to break out of Zhong Yue's control, and slowly raised it into the air.

Zhong Yue's mouth exerted a slight force, and once again pulled the heavy sword down, and it was deadlocked.

"Haven't you had enough to eat? Let you exert some strength. ”

Since this mutated worry-free fruit was swallowed alive by Zhong Yue, the effect was naturally more fierce than refining into an elixir, but it was not easy to be absorbed, but Zhong Yue's body was not afraid of these at all, so now he dared to fight with the seventh sword hall of the Sword Pavilion, and he was really exerting his excess medicinal power.

"Bastard, Fairy Cao, don't come to help me yet!"

Cao Ling's face was even more ugly, she didn't expect that this person who had been seen as a waste before would be so fierce, not to mention catching the heavy sword of the Sword Hall with his bare hands, not to mention that Gu Haifeng couldn't pull out, and she needed her to help!

Yao stood up slowly.

Zhong Yue said: "Don't bother everyone Yao, I'll deal with these two people." ”

"What a big breath!"

Zhong Yue's tiger mouth exerted his strength, and the bones of his whole body made a crackling and stretching sound under the increase of the nine potentials of the gods, "Let me see if it is a big breath or a big ability!"

Zhong Yue didn't use Mo Yun at all, he completely used the strength of his body to lift this Mo Yun heavy sword. He held the blade, but in fact, this bladeless heavy sword did not have a blade or a back.

Yao Ningzhi squinted his eyes, looked at the back under the giant sword, and was silent. The Sanssouci in his hand, which had felt that he was about to be free, was once again irritated because it was frozen up.

"The sword opens the gate of heaven, right? I'll shoot you like a cucumber!"

Zhong Yue completely ignored Gu Haifeng's control of this Moyun heavy sword, held the blade of the sword, and slapped Gu Haifeng directly at the middle with a bewildered face.

Gu Haifeng, who came back to his senses, just wanted to retreat, but he was hit by the horizontal plane of the heavy sword, and flew out sideways, but before he could fly far, he was caught up by Zhong Yue again, like playing tennis, and it was another beat back.

"The sword opens the gate of heaven, I will let you open the gate of heaven with the sword!"

Gu Haifeng was beaten by his own Mo Yun heavy sword, and Cao Ling, who was originally ready to help, was stunned, looking at Gu Haifeng, who was powerless, he was already shocked in his heart.

This...... Is this man a monster?

"Mixed ...... Bastard...... You...... If you don't stop, the Sword Pavilion won't let you go!"

Zhong Yue was just playing singles back and forth alone, he really needed to consume the residual heat in his body, otherwise the residual medicinal effect of this worry-free fruit would remain in his body, and when the time came, it would not be a medicinal effect, but would not be replenished and become poison.

"Is that so? Are all the people under the Sword Saint Sect hard-mouthed and soft-handed?"

"Bastard! Dare!Stop!" The person who came from the edge of the sword was followed by a Qingluan, who seemed to be another sword in the Sword Pavilion.

"Sixth Senior Brother, save me!"

Zhong Yue chuckled, and took advantage of Gu Haifeng's flying into the sky, aiming the blunt side of the heavy sword in the direction from which the sword came, raising one foot and making a gesture of playing baseball, such a charge could make the target fly farther.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

Zhong Yue smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth: "What are you doing? Good to go - don't send it!"

Syllable!

Boom~~

With a muffled sound, the sword body slapped on the falling Gu Haifeng, directly knocking the whole person out.

The person from the Sword Pavilion who flew from the sword saw a black dot getting closer and closer, and his pupils shrank, and he hurriedly stepped forward to catch it.

Even if the sixth ruler was prepared, his body still flew a long way before he slowly stabilized his body, looking at the fellow disciple in his arms, who was photographed as a muggle, not to mention the blue and purple, and his head was bleeding, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Senior brother...... Help me...... Help me ......"

Shang Zhong followed Gu Haifeng's fingers to look at the young man in the distance who was sticking the big sword into the clouds, and said, "Fairy Qingluan, can you help me take care of my junior brother?"

"Senior Brother Shang, I don't want any of the senior sisters and sisters in the Cloud Palace to be sick. ”

"Don't worry, it's a grudge between me and that person, and I don't care about the others. "Shang Zhong's sword is flying.

Yao Ningzhi's body was restrained, and the previous injuries of surging qi and blood were temporarily suppressed, "This person, you are not an opponent, let me come." ”

"Are you coming, Yao, are you in this state trying to make your voice hoarse again?"

Yao Ningzhi originally had a solemn face, but Zhong Yue's words suddenly made her face blush, and she glared at Zhong Yue through gritted teeth, "You want to die or live, I don't care about you!"

“……”

Zhong Yue was a little puzzled, his voice was hoarse, wasn't it caused by injury?

Although there was nothing wrong with Zhong Yue's words, in the hearts of the Yao family, who were currently extremely sensitive, Zhong Yue didn't say a word about healing, as if he was deliberately mentioning all the things he had experienced before, which made Yao Ningzhi's arrogant heart suffer a heavy blow.

"Why did Your Excellency abuse my junior brother so much?"

Zhong Yue glanced at the people of the Sword Pavilion who came from the Imperial Sword and said, "We got the Worry-Free Fruit, this junior brother of yours came up to grab it, and I beat him up, is this reason reasonable?"

Shang Zhong frowned and looked at Cao Ling, it seemed that this was the case, if they were ambushed, then Cao Ling would probably have asked for help a long time ago.

"Even if it was my junior brother who snatched it, it wouldn't be so humiliating, right?"

Zhong Yue said with some amusement: "This old brother, are you here to be funny? This matter needs you to judge? You are also a monkey invited to make a joke, right?"