Hundreds of people rushed down from the mountain, all with long knives hanging from their waists and wearing Xuan armor, like a landslide.

At the head of the group was a young man in his early twenties, who held down the hilt of his sword with his right hand on the way, and occasionally a gap appeared in the scabbard, and countless sword rays raged wildly.

In two years, Ah Zhe, who has changed from a young man to a young man, did not choose to fly with the sword, but relied on his feet to step through the land of the Kendo Sect, open the mountain when he encountered the mountain, and when he encountered the water, he rushed to attack with the five hundred people of the guard.

The word "guard" in the word "guard".

It's a guard, it's a guard.

Where Yun Mo is, the Wei Ying should be there.

A very important part of the training that Yu Chi Longxiang arranged for the guard camp was to teach these people to use knives.

Compared with the two-edged sword, the sword is thicker and more violent, which is more suitable for the five hundred warriors of the guard.

The knife has only one edge, the back of the knife protects itself, and the blade is facing the enemy, which is more suitable for killing.

Although there were only 500 people, the ferocity of each person was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the gathering of 500 people made it difficult for people to resist.

The more than 10,000 cultivators of the Confucian, Taoist and Zun Palace, who had already crossed the Guangling River, were shocked by this momentum when they saw this menacing 500 people, and they all stopped.

Only one young scholar stepped out.

He is wearing a linen white cotton shirt, a pair of sword eyebrows are neither thick nor light, his eyes are narrow and long like spring water, his nose is like a hanging gall, he is indescribably freehand, and he does not lose the gentle and elegant atmosphere of a scholar.

Mo Chenzi went to Longyuan Pavilion, and the Confucian sage was seriously injured by Yun Mo's move, among the more than 10,000 Confucianism and Taoism cultivators who survived the palace, except for the two old worshippers of the Spirit Void Realm, only the young man in front of him had the Spirit Void Realm cultivation.

Those who can fight against the Spiritual Void Realm are naturally only the Spiritual Void Realm.

He is the only one in the Spiritual Void Realm among the younger generation of Confucianism, Taoism, and Zungong, and he is also the most proud disciple of Mo Chenzi, Su Bancheng.

Two years ago, in the Martial Arts Society, Himeno, who was recognized as the strongest of the younger generation in the Five Holy Lands, died at the hands of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, and Su Bancheng was likely to take the place of Himeno's first young powerhouse.

Except for the freaks among the freaks like Yun Mo, in recent years, young powerhouses have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, Ji Ye, Su Bancheng, Nie Qianrou, Xue Qianqian, Kunlun Nu, Thirteen Niang, Ling Yun, Ziyue...... This is an era of wildflowers in full bloom, and it is precisely because of so many rising stars that the Shiwei world dares to plan the three evil places.

can rise to the top among so many geniuses and rank in the top three steadily, whether it is courage or cultivation, Su Bancheng can make people have nothing to say.

However, in the martial arts meeting two years ago, when Su Bancheng and Ah Zhe, the dark horse of the Kendo Sect, were fighting, they were forced to suspend because of the Huoyun Canggou's challenge to Yun Mo, which has to be said to be a pity.

And now, this regret can be remedied.

Ah Zhe looked at Su Bancheng in front of him, there was no emotion in his eyes, and he was still running wildly.

Su Bancheng muttered, "We still have to fight after all." ”

The five hundred monks in armor and swords in the guard camp began to draw their swords.

Five hundred Dao Ming flickering sword light appeared, and the power of thunder and lightning attached to it, and for a while, the more than 10,000 cultivators in the Confucian Dao Zun Palace seemed to see countless rolling thunder falling.

Ah Zhe burst into a shout: "Wei Ying, fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

Five hundred people roared in unison.

The momentum is immense.

Ah Zhe raised his hand suddenly, and the hidden blade sword was unsheathed, and finally it was difficult to hide the edge, and for a while, the sword light illuminated the countless raindrops that fell, illuminating everyone's eyes.

A sword out of its sheath.

The seventh style of the Eight Miscellaneous Sword Technique, Tianluo Kill!

Su Bancheng took a slow breath, took off the yellowed ancient book pinned to his waist, and threw it into the air, in the wind and rain, the pages of the book instantly became larger.

In the book, there is a golden house, Yan Ruyu, and a golden iron horse.

Hundreds of spirit warriors rushed out of the paper and crashed into the dazzling sword.

The five hundred armor-clad sword-wielding monks in the guard camp brutally crashed into the more than 10,000 cultivators of the Confucian and Taoist Zun Palace.

At the same moment, more than ten miles away in the sky above the Guangling River, suddenly there was a huge explosion, like hundreds of thunder at the same moment, the terrifying energy, blocked the showers within a hundred zhang, the turbulent Guangling River, was also blown out of a big pit, towards the downstream wave, with a faster speed forward, there is a wave upstream, like a giant python across the north and south of the river is rolling upstream.

Two figures, one large and one small, shot out from the explosion.

With two booms, they each smashed on both sides of the river.

Yun Mo didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and his right hand holding the sword was still as stable as ever, only a slightly undulating chest, which seemed a little hurried.

The explosion just now swept the Guangling River between the two to both sides, so this section of the middle of the river, which was tens of zhang long, became an empty place, and the silt and stones that originally existed at the bottom of the river were exposed between heaven and earth.

Yun Mo ran wildly again, and the nine-tailed demon fox also flew through the air.

The two collided again over the river.

Yun Mo stabbed at the nine-tailed demon fox face door with a sword, the sword aura was mighty, and the sword gang flew.

The nine-tailed demon fox was not afraid at all, and just when the black giant terrifying sword blade was about to stab his face, he suddenly clasped his hands, and he caught the black giant dangerously, and countless sword gangs flew out, and one after another majestic sword intentions collided with the nine-tailed demon fox.

I saw that the three blood-red fox tails trembled rapidly, blocking the dense sword intent that stabbed the nine-tailed demon fox, and then turned into three fists and smashed towards Yun Mo.

At this moment, the power of the seal in the heart of the nine-tailed demon fox frantically poured into his body, and through the tendons and veins of his body, it instantly spread to Yun Mo's arms.

Yun Mo's breath skyrocketed, and he shouted, "Break!"

The huge force was transmitted through the arm to the hilt of the sword, and then to the sword body, and the black giant suddenly accelerated, breaking free from the seemingly immature but terrifying hands of the nine-tailed demon fox, and suddenly hit the center of its eyebrows.

However, the strange thing is that the sharp tip of the sword only knocked the head of the nine-tailed demon fox backwards, and did not penetrate it.

At the same moment, the terrifying fists transformed by the three fox tails hit Yun Mo's shoulders and chest at the same time, and Yun Mo's whole person was knocked out like a cannonball, smashing heavily on the bottom of the Guangling River.

The nine-tailed demon fox's head was back, the back of its head was almost attached to its back, such an exaggerated and weird arc, if it was a person, I am afraid that he would have broken his neck and died, but the nine-tailed demon fox was not a human, the head slowly raised, returning to its normal state, it twisted its neck, and there was a sound of clicking bones colliding, and the corners of its mouth hooked a strange arc, looking at Yun Mo, who slowly flew out of the bottom of the river, with blood hanging from the corners of his mouth.

"Do you know why?" the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox asked mockingly.

Yun Mo didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, just stared straight at the little girl in red clothes, red shoes and red hair in front of him.

The rain kept falling, and when the bean raindrops were still three or four inches away from the nine-tailed demon fox, they instantly vaporized into mist, and the nine-tailed demon fox's whole body was shrouded in a layer of white mist, which looked a little ethereal.

It muttered, "Ling Yun's Heavenly Extreme Ghost Eye has not been fully opened, and he can learn the Heavenly Arithmetic at a glance, why didn't anyone think that I would too? Are you too stupid or too naïve?" hahaha!"

The nine-tailed demon fox laughed wildly, and the sharp laughter overwhelmed the wind and rain, echoing in the entire Sword Dao Sect's heaven and earth.