Almost in the blink of an eye, the staggered silvery-white brilliance came to the western expedition.

With a stroke, the word "乂" was formed.

乂, in the word interpretation, originally means mowing grass.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord and the Wind Lord turned around at the same time, looking at the Confucian Sage with a strange expression.

The corners of the Confucian sage's mouth twitched a few times unnaturally, and he said almost in justification: "No, no, no, it's impossible, I have never taught this surname Yun!"

The next moment, this supreme man from the Confucianism and Taoism Palace, the master of the Confucianism and Taoism Zun Palace, who escaped from the Sword Dao Sect after being slashed by the nine-tailed demon fox half a year ago, stared at him suddenly, "Difficult, could it be that he learned it himself?!"

Among the six arts of the Confucian sage, ritual, music, archery, royalty, numbering, and books, the means that the Confucian sage is good at is the "book".

In order to learn this character, he spent a whole amount of time, and the ink stained the lake in the mountain behind the Confucianism, Taoism, and Zun Palace, and the discarded paper was piled up in the compound that belonged to him, but the killing trick that he had obtained after a lot of hard work was stolen by Yun Mo in half a year!

And looking at the power, it seems that there is a tendency for the blue to be better than the blue.

One with literary meaning, and the other with sword intent.

How can this make the Confucian sages endure?

His eyes widened, his muscles bulged, his teeth rattled, and it seemed that he would rush out and slash this thief with a thousand knives in the next moment.

But he didn't take that step after all.

It's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare.

Seeing that character, Ah Zhe was stunned suddenly, and suddenly remembered that in the past six months, Yun Mo was in a daze by the pond in front of the grass house, always holding a branch or finger, dipped in water and writing and drawing on the ground, it turned out that adults had already begun to learn to draw talismans out of thin air at that time!

That Yi character is integrated with Yun Mo's powerful sword intent, and with the blessing of the Demon Sealing Sword Array, it is naturally more powerful than the Confucian sage's Yi character.

One by one, he cut the air, cut the spring breeze, tore the space, and came to the west in an instant.

Feeling the terrifying tearing power contained in this intertwined sword intent, Xi Zhengke's stiff face finally had a solemn expression.

At the last moment, his right hand was raised sharply, and the black crescent moon slashed twice at the character like lightning.

One horizontal and one vertical, is a cross.

It is like two ink lines that intersect horizontally and vertically.

It's so fine that it's hard to detect if you don't distinguish it carefully.

But it was this horizontal and vertical ink line that cut the space in front of Xizheng Ke into four pieces.

The character and the cross overlapped, and the two became a rice character.

Rice can feed people and live, but in the here and now, it can kill.

At the moment when the character and the cross collided, both of them appeared for a short period of time, and through this gap, the figure of the West Expedition suddenly flashed to the side.

But to his surprise, next to him, another character appeared.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped back.

There is also a 乂 character behind him.

He jerked his head up, and a huge figure fell from the sky.

The ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked, and a character suddenly appeared.

It was only then that he suddenly discovered that there were already hundreds of characters surrounding him.

The master of the Holy Sword Sect subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Hundreds of characters are relatively independent, but also related to each other, forming a array, and combining into a cage.

It is the cage of the cage and the cage of the cage.

Half a year ago, in the back mountain of the Sword Dao Sect, the master of the Holy Sword Sect turned into a cage with a sword, trapping thousands of dragon elephant troops.

Today, half a year later, Yun Mo uses the characters as a cage to block all the retreats of Xizheng guests.

Not to trap him, but to kill him.

The master of the Holy Sword Sect muttered, "I didn't expect that even you have learned my Fan Cage Technique. ”

Yun Mo slowly walked out of the smoke and dust, and walked towards the west step by step.

In the cage composed of the characters, Xi Zhengke looked at Yun Mo indifferently.

The Confucian sage woke up from the shock and said in horror: "乂characters, 乂characters can still be used like this!"

The wind lord on the side was slightly stunned, and said: "There is a sealed demon sword array to provide a steady stream of spiritual power and sword intent support for the surnamed Yun, Yun Mo naturally has enough ability to use the sword to draw out these hundreds of characters, but you are a Confucian saint...... Don't overthink it. ”

The Confucian sage was disheartened, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I didn't expect the Western Expedition to die here. ”

The Snow Flower Palace Lord chuckled: "Are you sighing? ”

"Whatever you want. ”

Thinking back to a few months ago, this powerhouse from the Ten Thousand Corpses Realm was like no one in the Four Holy Lands Alliance, the Holy Sword Gate Master, the Snow Flower Palace Master, the Wind Lord and himself joined forces, but they couldn't stop him, and today, he would die in the hands of Yun Mo, the Confucian Sage couldn't help but sigh.

Yun Mo slowly stretched out his right hand and clenched it into a fist.

With his movements, the characters that were hovering around the West Traveler suddenly shrank and shot towards the West Traveler in the center.

The West Expedition swung his sword sharply and slashed forward.

The spatial rift collided with those characters in front of him, and instantly annihilated after contact. But more characters poured in and filled the gap.

An inhumanly strange howl came out of the throat of the Western Expeditioner, and his right hand quickly flipped and danced, and the inky black crescent knife formed an impenetrable knife curtain around his body.

From a distance, it looks like a pitch-black full moon.

The moon waxes and wanes, and when all the brilliance of the moon disappears, the moon reaches the extreme of yin.

The whole sky suddenly darkened.

Hundreds of mountains and forests, on the field, hundreds of scouts who were galloping in the northwest direction and had already left the Kendo Sect's sphere of influence suddenly grabbed the reins and looked up.

In the southwest of the Kendo Sect, in the village on the bank of the Guangling River, there was a sudden sound of dogs barking one after another, Zhang Shan's father, Zhang Tiezhu, threw his wife on the bed, ran out with his pants, and scolded the Li family next door, "Li Mazi, take care of your stupid dog, otherwise Lao Tzu will slaughter the stewed ......"

Before he could finish his words, he froze in place, for he found that the whole village was kneeling on the ground.

The Kendo Sect, thousands of disciples and the Dragon Elephant Army ran out of the camp one after another.

The uneasiness spread like a plague.

Liu Lao Liu rushed out of the grass hut with a wine jug, raised his head, looked at the sky, burped, and said unhappily: "What about this sun?"

The sun is obscured by the moon.

Is it a coincidence?

Or is it a crescent knife, which already has the ability to change the world?

The characters suddenly accelerated, crashing into the knife curtain that was as black as the black moon.

There was no explosion that shocked the eardrums, and there was no dazzling shadow that caught the eye, and the entire Kendo Sect was dead silent.

Suddenly, there was a crisp cracking sound, as if an eggshell was cracking.

The characters that are infused with sword intent and separate the space also cut the crescent knife.

Under the dense begging characters, the crescent knife shattered into countless black shards.

The rest of the characters came to the West Expedition.

On his face, an extremely thin black line appeared.

On the outside of his thigh, an extremely thin black line appeared.

Immediately after, dense black lines appeared on his arms, chest, abdomen, legs, and head.

When the black lines are staggered, the pieces of meat are cut.

Half a year ago, the Confucian sage was slashed by the nine-tailed demon fox with a thousand knives, and he fought for his last life to escape, and now, hundreds of more terrifying characters have cut off the muscles and bones of the Western Expeditioner, but Yun Mo does not intend to let him escape.

In the Demon Sealing Sword Array, eight thousand sword lights struck overwhelmingly.

The pieces of flesh that were shattered suddenly burst into clouds of black smoke.

Yun Mo suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment he appeared in front of the black smoke, changing his sword in one hand to holding it in both hands, and stabbed forward violently.