"Whew!"

The sword in Mo Ye's hand stabbed into the air, and under the tip of the sword, the earth and rocks on the low mountain cracked.

Zhou Xinyan dodged the sword, and his body disappeared silently from under Mo Ye's feet, leaving behind only a pile of humanoid stones.

"What, changed your mind?"

Mo Xie took a step forward, and the pile of stones exploded like a mine before the others were still in the air.

In the flying stones, Mo Ye raised his hand and swung a sword qi above him, and several dark cyan talismans appeared from the transparent air in a timely manner, and were cut down by Mo Ye's sword.

Then there is the rear, the most dangerous, from the palm that Zhou Xinyan didn't know when.

After slashing down the talisman with his sword and guarding against the flying stone with his telekinetic shield, Mo Xie calmly turned around and slapped Zhou Xinyan squarely.

"You lost. ”

The two palms pressed against each other, and Zhou Xinyan whispered the declaration.

"Pounds!"

Mo Ye's palm was burning with white light, and Zhou Xinyan's palm coming back was covered with red light, and the meeting between red and white only lasted less than half a second.

The two of them each retreated in opposite directions, floating in the air, and Mo Ye looked at the left palm that had crossed against Zhou Xinyan.

A red streak stretched across his entire palm.

Enchanting red, a life-urging talisman.

Zhou Xinyan has turned back to the powerful power that is full of means and is impossible to guard.

"That's what makes sense. ”

Mo Xie clenched his left hand into a fist, and after three seconds, he spread out his palm, and the red marks had disappeared without a trace. He shook his unscathed left hand in front of Zhou Xinyan's eyes, and then raised the sword in his hand and slashed out a thunderbolt that seemed to pierce the heavens and the earth.

"Boom!"

The sound of the sword is like thunder, and the sword qi is like a rainbow.

"It's really interesting. ”

Zhou Xinyan's eyelids jumped after seeing the red mark disappear, and a flame ignited in the palm of his right hand, and under his exquisite control, this flame quickly changed and turned into a crimson long sword.

"Ding!"

With the sword in his hand, Zhou Xinyan did not hesitate to swing a sword above his head, which was no different from what Mo Xie had done earlier.

It's like changing actors to reenact the story, and Zhou Xinyan's sword slashed to the ground.

Two swords belonging to the same color system collided together, Mo Xie's Huolin Sword did not cut off Zhou Xinyan's 'Fire Sword', but Zhou Xinyan's 'Fire Sword' was entangled along Mo Xie's Huolin Sword like a snake.

Seeing that the two swords were about to be twisted together, Mo Ye's figure quickly blurred, causing the 'Fire Sword' to twist into the air, and at the same time, the ripples that constantly generated from the contours of his body as the origin shocked Zhou Xinyan had to take three steps backwards and steps.

Three steps is the length of a sword.

"Shhh

At the same time, Mo Xie inexorably rose up with a white light around his body, and this white light also enveloped the Huolin Sword, and a trace of red flames were forced out from the Huolin Sword, but it was the energy left by Zhou Xinyan's fire on the Huolin Sword that had just been briefly contacted.

"Canglang Sword Intent!"

Mo Xie closed his eyes, at this moment he seemed to be in the middle of the river, transformed into a thousand waves, the thunderous sword sound bloomed in his hand, and then his figure was blurred, and the next moment, Zhou Xinyan, who was retreating, was attacked by Mo Ye again after taking the third step back.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Mo Xie swung out eighteen swords like stacking waves, each sword forced Zhou Xinyan to retreat, and after the eighteen swords were finished, Zhou Xinyan retreated a total of twenty-seven steps.

The first seventeen swords corresponded to seventeen steps, and the next sword Zhou Xinyan took ten steps back.

His legs and feet had stepped deep into the rocks, and a deep ditch had been carved out of the ground by his legs and feet all the way back.

On both sides of the deep canal are strangely shaped water patterns, which are obviously mud and rocky terrain on the top of the mountain, but at the moment it looks like a beach that has experienced the ebb and flow of the tide.

The 'fire sword' in Zhou Xinyan's hand was gone.

After receiving the first seventeen swords, his sword was still burning, lit, and existing, but when facing the eighteenth sword, the 'fire sword' was like a broken candle in the wind, and it was extinguished silently.

It was his right hand that took the eighteenth sword.

From the palm to the elbow, the injury of the pair had been staged on his other hand not long ago, and once upon a time, it seemed like a balance and a fate.

Zhou Xinyan grabbed the sword grid of the Huolin Sword with his pierced right hand, there was no expression of pain on his face, but the Buddha seal on his head that had been shining brighter and brighter since the beginning seemed to be making a sad sound in his place.

"Crackling. ”

Like the gentle explosion of damp wood into the fire, or like the crisp sound of fragile glass being broken by a craftsman, a few black spots appeared on the cyan robe on Zhou Xinyan's body without warning, and a trace of black smoke rose from the black spots as the center.

Originally, Mo Ye only needed to blur again, and then gently send the sword in his hand to leave an unforgettable wound on Zhou Xinyan's torso and even on his throat, but the moment he heard this light sound and saw this black spot, an uneasy emotion quickly grew and spread in his heart.

He quickly drew his sword and retreated, and the blood of the big tent was brought out from the wound on Zhou Xinyan's hand.

The blood was black and smoking.

This kind of blood inevitably stained the Huolin Sword, and the black spots were like overturned ink, and eighty percent of the sword body of the Huolin Sword was dyed black.

The dark spot was still spreading, and soon it crossed the sword grid.

"Not good!"

Although he couldn't say exactly what was 'bad', Mo Ye's hunch told him: he must not let this black spot get on his body.

He quickly threw away the Fire Blade, and within a hundredth of a second of its release, it was completely reduced to a sword that was pitch black and filled with an ominous aura.

"Fire Lin Sword!"

Mo Xie called out, but the Huolin Sword, which was attached to the Holy Book with 'automatic recall', did not respond.

It floated in the air, neither falling nor rising, and had no intention of flying back into Mo Ye's hands.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Mo Xie frowned, his blade had been lost, and he condensed his qi sword and pointed at Zhou Xinyan obliquely.

He saw that the swastika on the door of Zhou Xinyan's head was getting brighter and brighter, and finally it looked like a searchlight, but as its brightness climbed to its peak, it was followed by a rapid dimming.

It's like you're on a roller coaster.

In the end, the dimness is dissipated, but as the Buddha seal dims and disappears, another thing lights up.

Zhou Xinyan's eyes.

The red light took over all of his eyes at some point.

"Kill!"

He roared, then disappeared in place.

"Phew!"

Compared with the delayed sonic boom, the sand and gravel that exploded and was raised due to Zhou Xinyan's actions betrayed Zhou Xinyan's movements earlier.

He's going to fetch the Fire Sword.

"Don't even think about it!"

Zhou Xinyan is fast, Mo Ye is not slow, and Mo Ye is closer to the Huolin Sword than Zhou Xinyan, and the moment before Zhou Xinyan's hand is about to grab the Huolin Sword, Mo Xie has already slashed at him with a sword.

This sword is top-down, castration and skewed, it is an incomparably standard 'robe slash', the move is simple but spicy and effective, and it is the easiest move to cut the opponent in two.

However, this slash on Zhou Xinyan's body failed to work.

"Kill!"

With red flames all over his body, Zhou Xinyan opened a deep scar from his shoulder to his abdomen, and countless black blood gushed out, quickly assimilating into a part of the red flame.

He didn't take a step back under Mo Ye's slash, and seeing that the Huolin Sword was about to be caught by him, Mo Ye gritted his teeth.

"Boom!"

Mo Xie detonated the qi sword in his hand, and the chaotic sword qi burst into the air, knocking Zhou Xinyan and Huolin Sword away together.