"Why hasn't the peerless sword come out yet?The blood of the step shocking clouds has been spilled all over the ground!!" Sensing that only half of his spiritual power reserves were left at this time, Mo Ye began to complain, but on the surface, he was still floating in mid-air, and the whole person exuded an indescribable "sense of oppression".

In fact, now as long as Xiongba dares to go up, even if it is just a few long-distance shots of 'Three Points of Vitality', it can kill Mo Xie. It's just that now he has been frightened, and the sword in his hand has subconsciously fallen.

In Xiongba's opinion, the swordsmanship that Mo Ye had used before was really unprecedented, and even the Sword Saint had never used a sword like that. He savored Fang Cai's hand-to-hand for a closer look, and it seemed that each severed sword came with an autonomous consciousness.

It's as if they have a spirituality of their own.

Xiongba had also watched Mo Xie summon many "flying swords" from a distance before, but after all, he had not personally experienced fighting with "flying swords", so the more he thought about how to break the enemy at this time, the more he lacked confidence.

Today, he thought that he had fought against the two great sword masters of the world, but he was more and more ashamed of his achievements in swordsmanship, and he suddenly realized that he might not know swords at all.

"Have I really defiled this Fire Sword?" the thought crossed his mind, and his tragic end was already doomed.

"You two hurry up, I can't stand it alone!!" Mo Xie said to Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, the damn Holy Book must have tampered with the time when the 'Peerless Good Sword' was born.

Nie Feng struggled for a moment and failed to try to stand again, but Bu Jingyun was calm and didn't even move, just looked at the two people who were "deadlocked" in the field and were stunned.

"Nima, I can only use this trick......" Seeing this, Mo Xie felt that it was really useless to rely on these two people, and the characters in the movie version were all castrated with a lot of strength, just like the current Fengyun was not unnamed and passed on as "Moke Immeasurable".

So farm the boss?

You must be kidding me!

"Lin Ming! It's up to you! Do a good job of special effects! Just imitate the joke in my head!" Mo Ye only had half of his mental power left at this time, but Lin Ming was very wealthy, after all, the explosion just now was basically Mo Ye resisting.

“ok。 The half of Lin Ming's face showed a wicked smile.

Xiongba couldn't know what Mo Xie was thinking, and at this time, when he saw Mo Ye's strange expression on his face (half of his face was smiling evilly, half of his face was paralyzed), he was immediately vigilant, but the Huolin Sword in his hand seemed to be much heavier than usual, and he couldn't lift it.

"What's going on?!" Xiongba snorted, but there was a hint of panic in his heart.

It was not unheard of when the sword in his hand did not listen to the master's call, and even when he first got the Huolin Sword, this sword did not listen to his call, and every time his hand touched the hilt, the Huolin Sword would invade his body with its own fire. Because at that time, the Huolin Sword did not recognize the master of Xiongba.

"The sword has a spirit, and it ends with a good master. The old words rang in the heart of the hero.

However, this time it was the Xiongba who misunderstood, this time the Huolin Sword did not fight back against the Xiongba, and what made the Huolin Sword aggravate out of thin air was the mental power from Lin Ming.

Lin Ming's telekinesis spread out like a fine fishing net, wrapped around the Huolin Sword, and also wrapped around every sword in the sword mound, wrapped around the hilt, and wrapped around the sword.

"Zheng~"

I don't know when the sword roar sounded in the sword mound, from weak to strong, from chaotic to gradually unified.

Mo Xie stood in the air, posing in a posture like a crucifixion, and with this movement, he closed his right eye, leaving only a pure black left eye to stare at Xiongba, and his eyes were so fierce that it seemed to contain a peerless sword qi about to shoot out.

The inexplicable wind came out of nowhere, blowing Mo Xie's clothes.

At this moment, Mo Ye's momentum was too strong, and the male tyrant was speechless.

"Buzz!"

The first sword floated from the ground, followed by the second, and the third......

In the eyes of the three onlookers, the swords in the sword mound seemed to have their own stellar at this time, and they were summoned by the figure standing in mid-air to move closer to the figure, and surrounded him like a guard.

The copycat version of the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ancestors is completed!

"Ah~!" The Huolin Sword in Xiongba's hand was vigorously trying to break away from Xiongba's palm at this time under Lin Ming's control, so that Xiongba had to transport one of the few true qi that could be called upon at this time to stabilize him.

It's just that he will never know that he is simply dying at this time!

The above is the scene in the eyes of a normal person, but from Lin Ming's perspective, the scene in this field is like this-one end of thousands of telekinetic silk threads are tied to the Huolin Sword in the hand of the Xiongba, and the other end is tied to the "flying sword" in the sky. With the increase of the strength of Xiongba's pulling, the telekinetic silk threads were stretched like rubber bands, and all the force used by Xiongba was converted into the potential energy of "rubber bands".

"Hey, can you almost let it go?, although those telekinesis belong to me, and it has a bonus to the force I exert on them, but now I can't bear it...... "Lin Ming's spiritual power is rapidly consuming, and the telekinetic silk thread magnifies his strength more than ten times, but even so, he can't bear it anymore.

"Wait, the sword qi is about to be condensed, resist it!" At this time, Mo Ye and Lin Ming are divided and cooperated, Lin Ming is responsible for the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect", and Mo Ye is responsible for extracting the sword qi from the nameless in the body, and at the same time running the fighting qi, and running them according to the luck method of the "Holy Spirit Sword Method" for a week, transforming them into the 'Holy Spirit Sword Qi'. It's just that this fighting spirit itself is not something in the Eastern martial arts system, and it is really difficult to operate, and Mo Ye is also uncomfortable at this time.

"There's no way, you have to do a set of actions to assist ......" Mo Ye instantly completed the communication with Lin Ming.

"Hey!Nie Feng!Leave your waste brother alone!Help drag it down!" Mo Ye directly burst into a foul mouth and shouted.

"Understood!"

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, who had already stood up, exchanged an apologetic look, and rushed towards Xiongba with a knife. A "come on, fly me again" momentum.

"......" Mo Ye was speechless, "It's so direct......"

Bu Jingyun was not far behind, he carried the Paiyun palm and used the blood he shed as the medium to hit the three palms against the male ba.

For a while, Nie Feng took a knife on his head and added three palms in the air, so that Xiongba only had time to release a 'three-point return to vitality' against Mo Ye, and he had to use the only left hand that could move at this time (the right hand held the sword) to block Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun's attack.

Mo Xie had already opened his right eye at this time, and under the silver light in his eyes, he hastily formed a telekinesis shield to block the path of the 'Three Points of Returning to the Vitality', and at the same time, his body moved several meters horizontally.

The telekinetic shield was shattered after a moment, but at this time, Mo Xie had already avoided the momentum of 'Three Points Returning to the Vitality'.

He took a deep breath, guarded the dantian, and then took eighteen steps in the air!

'Sword Eighteen' is the only method he has used to successfully condense sword qi at present, although the "raw materials" he used last time are different from this one, but it should, maybe, maybe it will succeed, right?

No matter how much it is!

Eighteen steps out, this is a simplified version of the starting style that Mo Xie comprehended by imitating the twenty-three steps taken by the Sword Master when he cast the sword twenty-three, and with the last step out, the fighting spirit in Mo Ye's body finally finished a week according to the instructions on the sword spectrum. At this time, his aura was no longer a fighting spirit, but was transformed into a sharper sword qi, fortunately, this thing was practiced by Mo Ye himself, otherwise he would definitely lose his meridians at this time.

"Alright!" Mo Xie tried to guide this sword qi to his hand, and the latter was surprisingly obedient.

"Uh~!"

A scream with a prolonged sound interrupted Mo Ye's more exploration of the new power, but it was Nie Feng.

After standing up for less than ten breaths, he was really knocked away again......

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