There's nothing more frustrating than a completely impossible task, and of course, if the cost of the mission failure is beyond your reach, the first half of the sentence can be retracted.

Looking at the body left by the Sword Saint, Mo Xie really wanted to slap himself a few times - just now he should have spoken out to stop him, but this Sword Saint is not authentic, just leave......

"Speaking of a big move like Sword Twenty-Three, shouldn't it take a little longer to read the strip?" Mo Xie had already seen how the Sword Master had "read the strip" before, and the reading speed of this 'Sword Twenty-Three' was even faster than the speed at which Mo Ye cast 'Sword Eighteen', which made Mo Xie embarrassed!

In fact, it's no wonder that the Sword Master, after all, it is the first time that he has cast a complete Sword Twenty-Three, and such a move cannot be stopped from the beginning, and if it is forcibly interrupted, the caster will die-of course, if it succeeds, it will also die, it seems that there is no difference......

"Huh!!" At this time, Mo Xie was angry that he was once again pitted by the "Holy Scripture", and the people of the World Association behind him did not hold back after all, "the enemy turned his back to him, and the door was wide open", in line with the orders from above and the idea of revenge for the brothers who died, a few good hands with hidden weapons took action. Several hidden weapons went straight to the important place on Mo Ye's body to beckon.

How could someone be yin in such a low-end way when the shield was open?

The hidden weapons shot at Mo Xie all hovered strangely fifty centimeters behind Mo Xie, and Mo Xie supported them with his mental power.

For the first time, the telekinetic shield was intuitively displayed in the eyes of this group of martial arts people, in their opinion, this should be a means such as internal force release, but this is already terrifying enough. At this time, these people were bitter in their hearts, especially the few people who had just sent a secret weapon, and their faces were even paleer after seeing this scene.

"With this strength, there's no need to fight for so long, right...... Big brother, are you playing with us?!" This is the truest thought in their hearts, but there are others who want to think about it, most of them should be praying for better luck in the next life and not to encounter this kind of thing again.

"Get out of here!!" Mo Xie was upset, and turned around directly and instantly sent a copycat version of the "precision barrage".

At this time, the morale of the people in the world had already been lost, and Mo Xie's big move became the last straw that broke the camel's back, a justifiable retreat signal.

So the group of horse pawns, who had already lost their courage, fled all the way to the direction of the main hall after leaving behind more than fifty corpses.

"Whew~" Mo Ye felt the storage of fighting qi in his body, and then sat down on the ground, "Okay! Who else?!"

At this time, Chu Chu and Bu Jingyun, who had said that they had come to mend the sword, had no shadow, and the Sword Saint's soul had been out of body for five seconds.

Mo Ye sat on the stone steps, looking up at the Great Hall of the World Society at the end of the stone steps, he could also feel a shocking sword intent coming from the Great Hall at this moment without Lin Ming passing on his soul perspective.

It's sword intent, not sword qi!

The Sword Master finally embodied the "sword intent", which is very vague to the layman, which is his ultimate contribution to the way of the sword.

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In the main hall of the World Society, the two sides who had just argued stopped strangely at this time.

Because a figure that suddenly appeared in the main hall, a figure full of fierce momentum.

"Juggernaut!"

"Sword Master Senior!"

"Dugu Sword!"

For a while, everyone in the hall couldn't help but lose their voices. For no other reason, the momentum on this figure was too terrifying, as if it was full of murderous intent and anger, and people couldn't help but feel hostile and powerless at the sight of it.

It's just that the face of the Sword Master is calm, as if he has wandered here.

"Dominance. He spoke, and although he stood in a lower position, he gave the Xiongba the feeling that he was the one who stood under the hall and looked up.

The gaze of Xiongba and Juggernaut made contact, and it felt as if they were being pointed at by a sharp sword.

"Sword Saint, you're finally here......" Xiongba spoke, he had to use his internal strength to make his voice appear rich, at this time he suddenly regretted what he had done to Wushuang City, "Today, the old man will use this 'Wushuang Sword' to take your "Holy Spirit Sword Technique"!"

After all, he is the leader of a gang, and at this time, the faces of the people in the rivers and lakes are in this hall, and the male tyrant must not lose his momentum before the duel begins. At this time, although he obviously felt that he couldn't beat him, he had to say something about the scene.

"Okay!" the Juggernaut took a step, this step was actually stepping into the air, and after a few steps, he had reached a position where he could be at eye level with the hero.

"This is!!" everyone present wanted to exclaim but found that their bodies were completely out of control, and the instructions from the brain could not be conveyed to the body, and they could not even open their mouths.

"Sword Twenty-Three!" the Sword Master whispered, today he wants to make the world remember the amazing sword.

As soon as 'Sword Twenty-Three' came out, the surrounding time and space seemed to be frozen, this was a sword with 'rules', but the price was too high.

'Rules' are not something that can be touched by the mortal world, even if the Sword Master is amazing, he can only do it to this extent.

Xiongba, as the key object of the Sword Saint's care, can't even move a finger at this time, which is much more miserable than in the original book, the peerless sword in his hand has fallen to the ground, and no sword can not bow down in front of the Sword Saint who cast the 'Sword Twenty-Three'.

At this time, the Sword Master was like an immortal walking among the clouds, stepping into the air step by step, as if the other party's life and death were just a matter of his own thoughts.

However, at this time, Juggernaut, who seems to be the boss, has made a mistake that the ultimate boss will make - wasting time.

He stood in mid-air and looked back at Mo Ye who was sitting cross-legged on the stone steps outside the main hall to recover his strength, and then looked at his body, and was stunned for a while, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

This appearance fell in the eyes of the hero, and it made his head run blue......

"You give Lao Tzu a good time!" Xiongba has already tried his luck, the true qi in his body is like dead, and he can't be transported at all, and he is like meat on the chopping board at this time. Self-esteem is as strong as a bully, and at this time he only wants to die quickly.

"It's not the first time I've heard such a request, but this time I'm not prepared to fulfill you. Unexpectedly, the Sword Master spoke, "I'm going to die soon, and it won't do me any good for Wushuang City if I kill you, it's better to leave you to Ming'er and Wushuang City." ”

At this time, the Seven Emotions of the Sword Saint have completely returned, and the mentality is completely different. Of course, this is only one factor, more because he sees his shadow in "Dugu Ming" and sees the hope of the comeback of Wushuang City. So he decided to do something for the Warriors City at the end of his life.

He took one last look at the outside world, slowly turned around, and ghostly floated towards Xiongba, pointing at the latter's Qi Sea Heavy Acupoint!