This was a battle with no honor to boast about, and after winning the victory by such opportunistic means, Mo Ye felt that the sword qi in his body had withered a little, and the sword intent had become a lot duller.

For a person who learns swords, just swordsmanship from the enemy's back is enough to leave a lot of mental obstacles for himself, not to mention urging all his strength to fight a war of attrition, a war of disturbance, and a blitzkrieg.

The sword is a gentleman's weapon, it has a double edge, the most fair, upright, is the dignity of the sword.

Mo Xie undoubtedly threw away the dignity of the sword.

Therefore his sword turned its back on him.

"Poof!"

As the Ten-Winged Angel surrendered and surrendered, the thick clouds in the sky higher parted, and the road to the fifth layer was revealed in front of Mo Ye's eyes, and he only glanced at it, and before he could rejoice in his victory, he suddenly spewed out a large cloud of blood mist.

The sword qi that had been supported by him without dignity reacted against him in a violent manner, and the blood spurting out of his mouth was only the first wave, and the second wave came from the meridians and blood vessels around his body, and in a single breath, Mo Xie became a bloody man again, and his appearance was even more miserable than the ten-winged angel kneeling in a pool of blood.

"That's what happened. Mo Ye fell without any image to speak of, victory was already in hand, and continuing to carry it to the death would only bring him an extra burden. The dark wounds and chaotic sword qi that had been suppressed before had already been ready to move in the previous raids, and he knew that he had already known what he was practicing when he practiced the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" and when he had taken over the final product of the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" from the Sword Saint.

The Holy Spirit Sword Technique, from affectionate to ruthless to detached, the only thing that remains unchanged is the core that would rather bend. Qin lost his deer, the world chased it, and the sword lost its way, and heaven and man destroyed it. The more powerful the exercises, the more stringent the mental methods, and Mo Xie will naturally be blamed for violating his laws.

"What's wrong with you?"

After the surrender announcement, the Ten-Winged Angel, who was originally the boss of the guard, was not erased, after all, no one has ever said that the rules of the 'Heavenly Realm' are to sacrifice the life of the boss of the guard. The winner is king, the loser is the coward, and thousands of golden rays of light fell from the sky, the thickest of which fell on the body of the decaphim. The golden light dissipated, along with the hostility in the eyes of the ten-winged angel.

The ten-winged angel unleashed the healing technique of the light system on Mo Xie who was lying in a pool of blood, and his healing technique was much more sophisticated than that of the angels in the lower layers, but it was still useless to Mo Ye. This is one of the restrictions of the 'Heavenly Realm', the Lone Lantern Daoist has not intended to provide Mo Xie with a prop that can speed up time and provide all kinds of support from the beginning, and the strength of his subordinates obtained after each level that Mo Xie has subdued is far inferior to him, and all kinds of healing support methods are extremely weak.

"Calm my inner spirit!"

With blood foaming in his mouth constantly, Mo Xie contacted the Holy Book while absorbing the chaotic sword qi with the four idle 'stars' in his body, and finally there were no new wounds on his body after being slaughtered.

"Spend 5,000 points, thank you for your patronage. The tone of the Holy Book is full of schadenfreude and pleasure in making the miser pay for it.

"Whew!"

Once the chaotic internal qi is calmed down, the physical injuries are easy to settle, and the mental power is used to restrain the wound on the outside and suppress the bruise on the inside, Mo Ye's body is already wrapped in a bandage, but now it is useless to be soaked in blood.

"Don't treat it, go down and call Angel, I want to change the bandages. ”

With injuries all over his body, Mo Xie asked the name of the ten-winged angel and said a few polite words to him.

"Yes. The Ten Winged Angel didn't have any opinion, and he quickly disappeared from Mo Ye's vision.

"Bleeding, wounded. It's good, it's good. ”

Mo Ye struggled to raise his right hand, and the two items fell out of the space bracelet that he had been wearing on his right wrist.

The Huolin Sword, which is no longer the Fire Lin Sword, and the dragon bone that is as scarred as Mo Ye.

In the battle just now, he didn't use this evil sword for various reasons, after all, the backlash of the sword qi alone had already made him half dead, if this evil sword also rebelled, then his waist must be emptied by the Holy Book today.

"It's a good thing, don't waste it. ”

Mo Xie casually threw the dragon bone into a pool of blood, and at the same time put himself in a cross-legged posture with the Huolin Sword.

"Whew!"

The damage to the meridians was at least ten times more serious than a day ago, but at this moment, Mo Ye's body was still burning with white flames - although the white flames were only burning near the dantian.

"Blood to the dragon bones!

He put his palms together, and the Huolin Sword happened to be sandwiched between his palms, and the white flames that ignited in his dantian extended out of thin air and connected to the Huolin Sword.

This is the true qi he has refined based on the strength of this physical body, muscles, bones, fat, blood qi, and heaven and earth vitality, and now he wants to seal them all into the Huolin Sword. More than half of the blood that had already flowed out was sucked into it by the keel whale.

It didn't take long for Mo Ye to quickly dry up under the bandage, like a real mummy, and it was only at this time that Mo Ye changed his technique.

All the true qi in the dantian that belonged to his own flesh body cultivation had been emptied, and now all that was left was a wisp of origin sword qi that could not be discharged.

This sword qi was transmitted from the Dugu Sword Saint, weakened by the hands of the Lone Lantern Dao person, and did not belong to this heaven and earth, and did not touch any cause and effect in this world.

"Four-star transformation!

The Baihui on the head, Tan Zhong on the chest, the back of the soul platform, the life gate on the waist, and the dantian under the umbilicus, each gave birth to a powerful suction, and the rich heaven and earth aura in the fourth layer of the 'Heavenly Realm' converged into five substantial pillars of light and threw them into these five acupoints.

Slowly, Mo Ye's shriveled flesh and body gradually swelled and fleshed out, which was naturally inferior to the original, but at least it was not as scary as a mummy, but Mo Ye's mouth kept moaning in pain, and there was a tooth-aching creaking sound all over his body, as if he was in a concert, and his body was shaking as if it was overpowered.

After a long time, the pillar of light gradually dispersed, and Mo Xie stood up with difficulty holding on to his sword.

"Yo, Angel, you've brought so many bandages. Mo Xie turned around, and he saw Angel holding a bunch of bandages with a concerned face.

Angel had already arrived, but Mo Ye's appearance just now was too terrifying, and the ten-winged angel obviously saw something, so he stopped Angel from rushing to disturb.

"Lord Mo Xie......" An Qi wanted to say something, but the ten-winged angel's IQ and EQ were obviously excellent, he bowed to Mo Xie and took the initiative to retreat.

"Hey, who, I've prepared some food down there, you tell a few people to cook it, move faster!"

Mo Ye shouted at the back of the ten-winged angel.