After a long time like this, the Snow Flower Palace Lord, who had already had a flush on his face, suddenly burst into a shout, and with a wave of his wide sleeves, the snowflakes falling in front of him shot towards Yun Mo like arrows. 【鳳\/凰\/ Update fast please search】

In an instant, dozens of snowflakes crashed into Yun Mo with a whistling sound.

But almost instantly, all the snowflakes turned into gas.

The more than ten snowflakes that swept by Yun Mo's side all sank into the ground, and more than a dozen bottomless small potholes suddenly appeared on the bluestone slabs more than ten inches thick.

Although the Snow Flower Palace Lord's attack on Yun Mo did not hurt the latter, after this sudden blow, everyone finally woke up from their trance.

And at this moment, I don't know who screamed, people looked for it, and saw that the man's body was covered with bloody pieces of minced flesh, and the people next to him were more or less splashed with blood, when a female cultivator took out a bloody eyeball from her chest, her face turned white, and she completely fainted.

There were screams continuously, and it was only at this time that people were horrified to discover that the crackling sounds that had been ringing before were not beans or firecrackers, but living cultivators.

Because of looking at Yun Mo's eyes, those cultivators who cultivated below the foundation building period all exploded and died.

It was only now that the cultivators noticed that the spiritual power in their bodies was surging endlessly, and the blood flow speed was actually three or four times faster than usual.

If you don't wake up in time, I'm afraid there will be more, cultivators with higher cultivation realms will explode and die, thinking of this, everyone's scalp is numb for a while.

What kind of exercise is this? It can do such a wide range of damage.

Could it be that Yun Mo is using illusion or charm?

As soon as this idea appeared in the minds of everyone, it was dismissed.

In the whole world, and even in the entire history of the Formula Realm, there has never been such a terrifying illusion or magic spell.

An old man with a gray beard suddenly said, "It's the Nine Heavens Xuanhuo, only the Nine Heavens Xuanhuo has this power!"

There was a commotion among all the cultivators, and then all of them fell silent.

Nine Heavens Xuanhuo, a true treasure of heaven and earth that can be compared to Xuanming True Water, Yun Mo got Xuanming True Water, which has already made everyone crazy with jealousy, and now he still controls the same level of Nine Heavens Xuanhuo, how many terrifying hole cards are still hidden in his body?!

The Snow Flower Palace Lord's face was solemn, and the ink dust behind him finally calmed down the tumbling spiritual power, looked at the Snow Flower Palace Lord, and then looked at Yun Mo, and the right hand holding the Ancient Xuan Qi began to tremble.

Trembling with fear, the last time this kind of emotion appeared was when he encountered a five-rank spirit lion beast on the way to Longyuan Pavilion after building the foundation hundreds of years ago.

Feng Wuying clenched the horse chopping knife in his hand, and his figure disappeared from the spot in a flash, Nie Qianrou only felt a breeze blowing, and there was no trace of Feng Wuying.

But she soon noticed the fact that where the gust of wind had passed, there would be a flashing humanoid phantom.

And the wind has no shadow, let alone be seen.

The only reason is that the wind is panicked.

Who wouldn't panic in the face of such a terrifying opponent?

Nie Qianrou slowly closed her eyes, then slowly opened them, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Her hands suddenly clenched, and the three swords, which were the top three prizes in this martial arts meeting, came to her in an instant.

Nie Qianrou held a famous sword in each of her left and right hands, and finally bit the hilt of the nameless short sword with her mouth.

Bow slightly.

Three sword streams, starting style.

In Yun Mo's burning eyes, a faint smile suddenly appeared.

The founder of the Kendo Sect accepted an unknown disciple, and the youngest was also the most talented disciple, and after his death, he escaped from the sect with the classics of the Kendo Sect, set up his own mountain gate, and called it the Holy Sword Gate.

The Kendo Sect has a sword mound, and the Holy Sword Gate also has a sword mound.

The two are of the same origin.

And the originator of the Holy Sword Gate, it was also by relying on the three swords that he made a great name in the Shiwei Realm, and the last person Sanjian personally went to the Snow Flower Holy Land Confucianism, Taoism, Zungong Wind Kingdom and Flame Spirit Gate.

I didn't meet any opponents.

He alone made the Four Great Holy Lands become the Five Great Holy Lands.

As the proud disciple of the contemporary Holy Sword Sect master, Nie Qianrou's cultivation is naturally the core swordsmanship of the Holy Sword Sect, the Three Sword Stream.

In fact, the Three Sword Streams had been sealed in the dust for nearly four hundred years, and none of the countless sword path geniuses of the Holy Sword Sect had been able to get started.

Even the contemporary Holy Sword Sect Master didn't touch that secret book.

I thought that this inheritance technique would be forgotten in the corner of history by the cultivators of the Shiwei Realm, but unexpectedly, there was a Nie Qianrou from the Holy Sword Gate.

Yun Mo slowly squeezed the hilt of the black giant sword, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Nie Qianrou.

Thousands of years of old debts, do you want to pay them back today?

There was no fear in Nie Qianrou's eyes, there was only a strong fighting intent.

Mo Chenzi forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, held the ancient ruler with both hands, and then separated, and the ancient ruler was split into two.

The Snowflake Palace Lord took a step back, and with a grip on the void, all the snowflakes fluttering in the sky poured into her hands, turning into a gorgeous bow and arrow that was one person long.

This top powerhouse of the Five Holy Lands slowly pulled the bowstring.

As the bowstring was slowly lengthened, a silver bow and arrow appeared in her hand.

And every inch that the bowstring lengthened, the aura of the silver bow and arrow also grew.

When the bow was bent like a full moon, a silver cyclone suddenly appeared on the tip of the silver bow and arrow, and the terrifying spiritual power made the entire heaven and earth tremble.

Breaking the Spirit Bow, this is the natal thing of the Snow Flower Palace Lord.

The Snowflake Palace Lord took a deep breath, and his right hand that was tightly holding the bowstring suddenly released.

At the same moment, Nie Qianrou disappeared from the spot, and a wind blew across Yun Mo's face.

The tense bowstring let out a humming tremble, and the silver arrow suddenly disappeared without a trace, and almost at the same time, it passed a distance of hundreds of zhang and appeared in front of Yun Mo.

This arrow has broken through the limitations of time and space, and the arrow is coming.

Facing the full force of the Snow Flower Palace Lord's blow, Yun Mo's burning eyes suddenly burst into flames.

He roared, slamming the black giant across his chest.

The silver arrow slammed into the black giant like lightning, and the indestructible black giant bent out of a huge arc.

Yun Mo's left hand slapped on the tail of the sword, and his body bent forward slightly, trying to resist the arrow, but to his great surprise, the force of the arrow was too great, and it actually pushed him backwards with the sword.

At the same moment, Feng Wuying appeared behind Yun Mo, and a horse chopping knife stabbed Yun Mo in the back of the heart.

He is a gust of wind, and although he can be detected by the enemy because of fear, at this moment, he has only one enemy, and this enemy does not have the extra energy to block his attack.

Almost at the same time, a black whirlwind appeared above Yun Mo's head.

It was Nie Qianrou in a black tight-fitting suit.

A woman, three swords, spinning at breakneck speed.

The second form of the three sword flows, the eight hundred troubles of the wind.

Just when Yun Mo was attacked on his back, not only Nie Qianrou bullied him, but even Mo Chenzi held the two ancient rulers that were divided into two, and smashed them towards Yun Mo's side.

Four-man siege.

This is no longer the previous split attack, but the simultaneous attack.

This is not a tentative attack by hiding and pinching, but an all-out blow.

The top masters from the four holy places used the hole cards at the bottom of the box without any scruples. >