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Being trapped in a sword array and being pointed at by hundreds of cold rays can still laugh, is this a distortion of human nature or a strong self-confidence and seeing it as nothing?

"So what?"

Standing high, looking down at the poor worm in the sword formation that would be impaled into a hedgehog in the next moment, Yan Chixia's face somehow swelled with a sickly redness.

The reddish name should be 'excited'.

"Then I don't have to keep my hand. ”

The sword blade was about to approach, and Mo Ye's right hand was raised, which seemed to be an ordinary movement, but the trembling sound that kept coming from the Huolin Sword betrayed his intentions.

Mo Ye's sword was vibrating.

The sword that cut off Pudu Cihang's true body was copied by him.

"Kenichi. ”

It's still the sword one, but this sword is no longer the sword one that was crushed by the sword array at the beginning.

There is no mighty 'qi', and there is no eye-catching 'light', all the magnificence has been discarded, and only a simple sword and a stab remain.

Mo Xie moved with the sword, and everywhere he went, many flying swords were either bounced off or directly broken.

No one has ever said that mortal weapons must be invincible to monks' magic weapons.

As long as it is in the hands of the right people, an ordinary iron sword is not impossible to cut the fairy sword.

A domineering sword!

A decisive sword!

The sword is wailing.

Like a man with a sword.

This sword pointed directly at 'Yan Chixia' and the stone pillar where he stood.

"Boom!"

Seeing that Mo Xie was about to rush out of the sword array, Yan Chixia, who was standing on the stone pillar, pinched her hands with her hands, and a touch of ruthlessness ignited in her eyes.

"Zheng Zheng!"

Many flying swords let out a wail, and at the same time, the golden light was great, and an aura of destruction quickly formed in the sword array.

"Boom!"

'Yan Chixia' actually detonated those flying swords that he had spent countless efforts to refine!

Smoke, golden light, flames, exaggerated sound and light effects, as if it was not a bunch of flying swords but a nuclear bomb that was detonated here.

However......

"Buzz!"

Before the sound of the explosion could fade down, a path was separated from the dust and smoke, and a trembling roar carried a sword light, which went straight to the heart of 'Yan Chixia'.

"How could it be ......?"

'Yan Chixia' was visibly sluggish.

From the time the 'Concussive Sword' was used to the explosion of the sword array to this moment, the interval between it was not more than a breath at all, and the sluggishness at this moment was enough for the speed of this sword to cross a hundred meters.

"Smack!"

Different from the sound effect of ordinary sharp blades entering the body, Yan Chixia, who was hit by this sword, was directly shocked into powder, and after piercing the 'Yan Chixia', this sword did not stop because of this.

This is a sword that Mo Xie can't control, and is only allowed to use it when he is in a desperate situation.

Mo Ye flew out of a kilometer before stopping, but at this time, I am afraid that no one will be able to recognize him as the same Mo Ye a few seconds ago.

His clothes became strips of cloth, far ragged than any beggar in the world.

His chest collapsed, and a trace of blood burst out from all over his body, as if the whole person had turned into a sieve.

The head was crooked, and the facial features on the face directly lost the fourth.

"Poof!"

If you can't suppress the reverse blood, you will no longer press it, and it will feel much better if you spit it out.

"Repair! Full body repair!"

The 'Sword of Concussion' is indeed invincible, but while hurting others, it will inevitably hurt oneself.

Once this sword is cast, no matter what the victory or defeat is, Mo Xie's bones are all ironclad and shattered, if it weren't for his telekinesis and his long-term mastery of the technique of 'replacing the bones of the body and even the internal organs with telekinesis', I am afraid that at this moment, I would not even have the opportunity to exchange for repairs to the Holy Text.

"After deducting 30,000 points, the repair is complete. ”

The white pillar of light fell from the sky, and the points in Mo Xie's pocket were almost half missing.

After completing the repair, Mo Xie didn't have time to worry about the money at all, just like he didn't have time to hesitate when he was trapped in the sword formation.

He will not forget that there is another person in the stone forest, but ......

"An explosion of that magnitude...... The whole stone forest was ruined......"

Mo Ye extended his perception to the past, and all he saw were broken walls and rubble.

The woman was buried in the mess.

"Miss Fu!"

Mo Ye flew above the destroyed stone forest, he had already sensed where Fu Qingfeng was, fortunately she was still alive.

Under the rubble, the stone pillar that bound Fu Qingfeng remained intact in the explosion, and it created a space with the other two stone pillars on the toilet, and under the rubble, she didn't suffer much damage except for a little bit of anger.

"Be careful!"

Hearing Mo Ye's voice, Fu Qingfeng shouted vigorously.

The ropes wrapped around her body lit up yellow with her shout, like the 'sizzle' of a red-hot iron bar immersed in cold water, followed by a woman's cry of pain.

"Miss Fu?"

Mo Xie didn't really understand what Fu Qingfeng wanted to express, but he decided to respect Fu Qingfeng's wishes.

He landed very carefully on the rubble.

Then he heard Fu Qingfeng, who had recovered from the severe pain, say the following:

"Be careful...... Formation!"

"Ding!"

It's too late.

Golden and cyan light rose from the ground, and the moment Mo Ye's feet touched the stone, the light engulfed him entirely.

"...... this?"

The speed of light is by no means something that Mo Ye can catch up with or avoid.

The light reached into the sky, like a bridge.

A bridge that only lasted for a moment, the light disappeared, and all that was left was the two words that Mo Ye said in a hurry.

Mo Ye disappeared, along with the light.

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100,000 mountains in Xishu, white clouds surround it. Legend has it that in ancient times, this place was the residence of the immortals, and there was a vein of Shu Mountain that set up a portal here, and the Daomen was greatly prospered, and the large and small Xiuzhen sects in the 100,000 mountains of Xishu were lined up, and this was the beginning of the 100,000 mountains of Xishu to become the holy land of the Daomen.

The heyday of Western Shu is that there are tens of thousands of disciples in Shushan, but things can be moved at any time, as for today's chaos in the world, there are nine empty ten rooms of the Taoist Gate here, which has declined to the extreme.

However, on this day, there was a huge movement somewhere in the depths of the white clouds.

"Wow!"

A huge pillar of light broke through the clouds and descended from the nine heavens to the top of the mountain.

"Boom!"

The light is scattered everywhere, but there is a figure standing on the top of the mountain, unmoving.

White hair, white beard and white robe, not touching the dust like him, and his whole body seems to be exuding holy light.

He pointed with both hands to the sky, the other to the ground, and there was no doubt that the pillar of light was led down by him.

"Come out, man of dragon's blood. ”

Even in the face of the bright light, the vicissitudes of life cannot reflect the brightness that matches it, will this be an existence that has sold all his soul to demons, or is there a saint in his heart who is more brilliant than all the light in the world?