A true master is actually a reasonable use of his own limited strength, which is called a "realm", and the supreme master can often use a point of strength as a tenth of his strength - but this does not mean that skill is really unimportant.

There is an empty realm and the skill is insufficient, and there is only an empty shelf left, so Mo Xie and the Sword Saint encountered the following situation in front of the mountain gate of the Tianxia Society......

"Ho~ What a big formation......"

Mo Xie looked at the World Guild who couldn't see the end and smiled bitterly, these people gathered fast enough, and the figure of the Sword Saint had just appeared in front of the mountain gate, and their vanguard troops surrounded them, like a jackal that smelled flesh and blood.

These people had apparently been on standby for a long time, in order to consume the Sword Saint before he entered the main hall.

It seems that Xiongba is completely shameless......

Mo Xie glanced at the Sword Saint's defeated face with his residual vision, gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle, leave these miscellaneous soldiers to me! By the way, take a look at my recent new comprehension of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique!"

The speed of the Sword Master's previous sprint was too fast, and the people of Wushuang City estimated that it would take several breaths to catch up, and now, it was estimated that the battle would start in the next second......

"Kill!" and Mo Xie's words sounded at the same time as the shouts of a leading man, who danced with his double swords, and took the top of the sword saint's head with a deadly posture.

"Naru'er, be careful. The Sword Saint stood still, in his eyes, the sword of the big man who had collected the essence of his life was simply in slow motion, and it was too easy to dodge.

However, he ran out of oil at this time, and he had to fight with Xiongba later, so it was always good to have more body left, and at this time, he was nameless, and he was not afraid that he would not help.

"Drink!" In the eyes of the Sword Master, it was a slow-motion shot, but for Mo Ye, it made him too late to draw his sword, and immediately his right hand directly met it, relying on the characteristics of the unicorn arm to hold the knife.

"Bell!"

** The collision with the steel knife actually made such a metallic sound, and at this time, Mo Ye finally got the gap to draw the sword.

In fact, he has a simple way to pass the level here, but he is nameless, and it is really inappropriate to use the pirated version of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect".

However, it is still okay to use telekinesis a few times in a non-obvious place, put a shield on yourself, or something.

Just like now, Mo Ye needs a clearing skill in the face of the surging crowd of people with a sense of immediacy with the old boys.

"Qilin Arm! Jian Yi!" Mo Xie shouted loudly for fear that others would not know about his moves, but secretly he used the magic and fighting spirit obtained from the fragments of the "Book of Heaven" in Lingyun Cave.

He slashed horizontally with his sword, creating a half-circle in front of him, and a fiery red "sword qi" was released along the tip of his sword - the immediacy of Ezreal's ultimate move came spontaneously.

With this sword, he used the Dou Qi in the entire energy storage pipe in his body, which was almost the sum of the Dou Qi in his body under normal conditions, and when converted into the power system of this world, it was about half of the true qi in Nie Feng's body. The Dou Qi coupled with the increase of the 'Fireball Technique' and the Qilin Arm was almost equal to the sum of the true qi in Nie Feng's body for one and a half years, and the power of this blow was incomparable, and the sword in Mo Ye's hand was shattered because it could not withstand the power of this explosive nature.

This "sword qi" tore through the ** of the gathered members of the World Guild, and then flew up along the oblique angle of the stone steps, and the power it contained was consumed when it penetrated everyone's body, and finally dissipated cleanly about half of the way from the end of the stone steps.

"What a domineering sword qi!" Nie Feng saw this scene from afar, at this time he had been subdued by the nameless, and at the same time fell into the mode of being preached, but the movement created by Mo Ye was too big, so that both the preaching and the preaching couldn't help but look sideways.

The flame-like "sword qi" has a trajectory of eight meters, which can be regarded as a very powerful clearing skill, but its speed is not too fast, and there are many people in the Tianxia Association who are athletic or not within the range or trajectory. So, after a short exclamation and silence, I don't know that it was the guy who was not afraid of death, and shouted again: "Brothers! Kill! There are only two of them! There can't be a second time with that kind of Cheng dù move!"

It's really impossible to have a second time.,The "sword qi" just now consumes a lot of mental power while consuming fighting energy, and then there is a boss to brush.,Consume too much blue on the little monster.,What to brush the boss when the time comes?

Mo Xie grabbed a sword with his mental strength, and the whole person stood forward and put on a strange starting pose (Jian Ba).

At this time, the sword technique of single body killing is useless, and group battles require aoe damage, at this time, Mo Xie has been able to use the 'Sword Ten' without injury, and even if he suffers some more side effects and has more preparation time, he can send out the 'Sword Eighteen' that has no strategic significance.

However, he still prefers 'Sword Eight', after all, there is a taste of "Sword Swinging in All Directions" in this move.

"Sword Eight!" This kind of scene is useless to say anything, just a dry one, Mo Xie groaned, as if he was telling the sword saint behind him what move he used, and let the latter point out that he was okay.

In this mission world, he received the guidance of the Sword Master for several days, since he was a child, he had no father or mother, and not long ago he found out that he was the "sun on the beach" (son-of-beach fear of being harmonized, in other words) He has a special affection for this old man, and sometimes he knows that he really wishes he really had such an elder, at least better than his fake monk father.

"The intention is not forceful, the intention is not reversed, and the force is reversed!" The Sword Saint looked at Mo Ye's move and said in a low voice, this is the mental method written in the "Holy Spirit Sword Method", the second half of the sentence is said by Xue Xinluo, and the first half of the sentence is written by the Sword Saint, but in this life, I am afraid that these two people will not have a chance to say goodbye. At this time, when the Sword Saint saw Mo Xie performing the posture of 'Sword Eight', the shadow of Xue Xinluo appeared in his mind.

"It seems that my time is really coming up......" The Sword Saint knew that the stronger his seven emotions and six desires, the closer he was to death, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Got it!" Mo Xie replied, and at the same time transported the fighting qi to the sword in his hand, but the quality of the big road goods was obviously not good, and he let out an overwhelmed trembling sound before he entered Yicheng's fighting energy.

"Sword Eight!" The gang on three sides was already about to hand the blade in his hand to Mo Xie, and Mo Xie relied on the storage of the telekinetic shield, and did not draw his sword until this time.

Can't express the similar meaning of the copycat version of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect", at this time, Mo Ye put his mental power on his body, and he wrapped the sword in his hand with his mental power, so that it could withstand more fighting energy.

"Snort!" As the sword unfolded, the sword in his hand trembled, slicing through the limbs and blades of the crowd like wheat, the latter only slightly hindering the speed of the sword in Mo Xie's hand.

As soon as the 'Sword Eight' came out, the various changes in the back move automatically jumped out without Mo Ye's thinking, just as the Sword Master said, "Go along but not go against the body, borrow the force to change the body", and use the strength feedback from the opponent to change the move.

In this way, when the changes of the 'Sword Eight' were made all over again, there was already a vacant area around Mo Ye, and the momentum of the Tianxia Guild was frustrated, and they all carefully held their blades around Mo Ye in a circle.

Wait a minute...... Something seems wrong?

Beat around the bush?!

Oh, 'Sword Eight' or even the simplest 'Sword One' is not a stake output move, and after casting 'Sword Eight', Mo Xie has involuntarily walked dozens of steps towards the stone steps.

At this time, Mo Xie fell into an encirclement, but it was surprising that no one thought of making a move on the Sword Saint.

But come to think of it, after all, Mo Xie looks very young, no matter how powerful he is, there is a degree, and the more powerful Mo Xie is, the greater their fear of the Sword Saint, and the more they dare not make a move against the Sword Saint.

It's a very simple logic, anyway, the task they received was to stop these two people who went up the mountain, the Sword Saint stood there and didn't move, it didn't seem that he needed to stop it, and Mo Ye looked like he was "breaking into the village", and everyone gave priority to dealing with Mo Ye.

"Shoot the arrows!" "Shoot the arrows!" In the end, there are still long-brained people in the gang of the Tianxia Society, at this time, I don't know who shouted first, and then dozens of archers suddenly came from the back row of the enemy, and from Mo Ye's perception, he knew that those people were holding strong bows.

"Tut-tut! Come on, the young master is not even afraid of bullets, and the bow and arrow are used for a ball!" Mo Xie was happy to see this, but at this time, he couldn't let himself appear to be sitting still.

He crossed the sword in front of him, making a defensive appearance, and at the same time lowered his head, as if to say, "I'll just stand here and let you shoot, without even raising your head!"

"Release!" The gang of the Tianxia Association was still very orderly, and with an order, dozens of archers shot the arrows in their hands at Mo Ye from all directions, and the sound of breaking the air was loud for a while, and there were even archers with superior arm strength, shooting several branches at once.

Maybe Mo Xie should be glad that there is no setting of the "Bursting Arrow" here.

"Whew!" Mo Xie exhaled softly, although there were some tricky angles in these arrows under his perception, they could not break his shield in general.

Since this is casual, he uses the sword in his hand to make evasive movements with his body at the same time, and the arrows that can be dodged are hidden, and those that can't be dodged are resisted with a telekinetic shield. By the way, with the help of the displacement of his body, he rushed into the crowd and slashed at the nearest gang.

At this point, less than ten minutes had passed in half an hour

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