Yun Mo didn't dodge or dodge, those raindrops that shot out hit Yun Mo's body, leaving no trace, and the rest of the raindrops that hit the ground easily pierced the ground, and even hit the iron sword that was obliquely inserted on the ground, breaking the iron sword alive.

Seeing that the raindrop attack had no effect, Wei Honghai was not annoyed, his ten fingers trembled rapidly, and more than three hundred swords behind him suddenly let out a burst of rapid sword sounds, accelerating through the air.

One person is a hundred swords, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the disciples of the Holy Sword Sect in the Linchuan Valley clenched their fists excitedly one by one.

Three hundred swords, with a fierce momentum, came to Yun Mo's body.

Yun Mo raised his hand and raised the black giant, not using the blade of the sword, but with the back of the sword, with movements that could not be seen clearly with the naked eye, slapping them one by one on the iron swords that were close to his body.

Wei Honghai finally realized the danger and wanted to turn around and flee, but it was too late.

Yun Mo patted his white-haired head lightly.

Wei Honghai, who had cultivated in the early stage of the Spirit Void Realm, had his entire head like a ripe watermelon that had been hit hard, and suddenly burst open, with red blood and white brains splashing everywhere.

Wei Honghai, whose head was bursting, and the sixth elder of the Holy Sword Sect who had cultivated in the early stage of the Spirit Void Realm, was just slapped to death by Yun Mo with a sword.

And beside Yun Mo, there was just one more sentence of headless dead corpses and three hundred swords.

"It doesn't matter if you are in the Destruction Realm or the Spirit Void Realm, whether you are a flying sword or a human, I will destroy it with only one sword."

Yun Mo's face was undeserved, and he continued to look at the more than 10,000 people from the Holy Sword Sect in Linchuan Valley.

Nie Qianrou slowly dismounted.

The crowd parted like a tidal wave.

Nie Qianrou walked through the crowd and came to Linchuan Valley, looking at Yun Mo with an expressionless face from a distance of hundreds of zhang.

"I said that when we meet again, we are enemies of life and death." Nie Qianrou said indifferently.

Her voice didn't rise or fall in the slightest, and it was as cold as the rain that never seemed to stop, just like her eyes.

Yun Mo still didn't speak, but finally moved.

He nodded.

Yes, yes, yes.

There is no need to say much when we meet each other.

Nie Qianrou was slightly stunned, secretly thinking that Yun Mo would at least say something like not seeing her for a long time.

But today is different from the past, she is used to the days without her senior brother, and he has also been changed by several battles in succession.

Now that the war has begun, then there is only friend and foe, only life and death, where is there any old age, where is there still warmth?

Even the spring rain is so violent, why do you still say these nostalgic words?

Nie Qianrou understood what Yun Mo meant, and sighed slowly.

The most unforgiving thing in the world is time, which makes it impossible to go back to all the past.

Then, you can only live in the present moment and look forward.

Nie Qianrou slowly drew her sword out of its sheath and walked towards Yun Mo at the same time.

She walked neither fast nor slow, but every step was very calm and firm, just like the hand she held the sword at the moment, without the slightest trembling.

She didn't walk slowly, but in Yun Mo's eyes, the legs she raised, the mud she stepped on on the ground, the raindrops falling from the sky, and the wind blowing through her all became extremely slow.

It is not those people, those swords, and those wind and rain that slow down, but time itself.

More than 10,000 disciples of the Holy Sword Sect didn't know, Nie Qianrou didn't know, and even the Holy Sword Sect Master, Snow Flower Palace Master and others didn't know, just when Yun Mo escaped the heart of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox and condensed the scope of action of the Demon Sealing Sword Array to within fifty miles around the main peak, the power of the entire Demon Sealing Sword Array was all injected into his body.

The six demonic vortex could not fit it, so he opened the seventh demonic vortex.

But the power of the Demon Sealing Sword Array was too much, and nearly half of the remaining power was all sealed in the heart of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox.

With such a huge amount of power, it was enough for him to open the Heavenly Eye.

If you open your eyes, you can temporarily open up your own world.

In this world, Yun Mo is the king and the god.

He can control the passage of time.

Unlike in the past, this time, the world opened by his Heavenly Eye was a bit large, no more, no less, and it happened to cover a radius of fifty miles from the Sword Dao Sect Sect Peak.

On a small hill in the southwest, a nine-tailed demon fox in red clothes, red shoes and red hair sat on a tree branch, and his feet in red embroidered shoes swayed back and forth in the air.

It looked at the army of Confucianism, Taoism and Zungong who had crossed the river on the boat, and said with a smile, "Opening the eyes of the sky is powerful, and it is also very powerful to open up a space under your control, tens of thousands of years in the micro realm, I am afraid that only you Yun Mo has opened such a vast independent space," the little girl grinned, revealing two pointed little tiger teeth, "But doing so will only accelerate the consumption rate of the energy of the Demon Sealing Sword Array, and I don't know if you are stupid or smart." ”

The Nine-Tailed Demon Fox cared about how to kill Yun Mo, and as for how many more people would die in the Four Holy Lands because of this, it was not a matter of concern at all.

Just as Nie Qianrou was slowly walking towards him, Yun Mo suddenly frowned, not because he saw the powerful sword intent emanating from Nie Qianrou's body, but because he felt the movement on Dongfeng's side.

His figure suddenly shuddered.

The next moment, Yun Mo appeared at the foot of Dongfeng Mountain, dozens of miles away.

The three thousand floating horses of the Kingdom of the Wind charged towards the East Peak Mountain Gate like a tide.

Horses, strong men, heavy weapons, and one heavy horse will exceed six hundred pounds, and three thousand heavy horsemen will run, and even the earth will tremble.

The Futu Heavy Cavalry of the Kingdom of the Wind is a group of killing gods who have made countless sects suffer.

In the ten years after the appearance of the Futu Heavy Cavalry, there was once a "Futu is not more than a thousand, and more than a thousand are invincible." Although it is an exaggeration, it can reflect the horror of the Futu Heavy Cavalry to a large extent.

The charge of three thousand heavy horsemen is an unrivaled torrent of steel.

And in front of this mountain gate, there is an open area suitable for cavalry charges.

The corners of the Wind Lord's mouth turned up slightly.

The four holy lands have made an appointment to attack, the strongest enemy is the Holy Sword Gate in the north, Yun Mo should naturally appear there, if he wants to block the Holy Sword Gate Master and more than 10,000 Holy Sword Gate disciples and elders, Yun Mo has eight out of ten. Jiuhui personally stayed there, as for himself, according to everyone's calculations in advance, it should be the thousands of sword intent transformed by the Demon Sealing Sword Array.

And the Futu Heavy Cavalry of the Kingdom of the Wind is the most suitable class to deal with sword intent.

The heavy steel engraved with defensive runes, plus the chain mail inside the set, plus the cavalry are all cultivators above the middle stage of cracking, such a heavy cavalry army built at any cost, as long as it is not hit head-on by the power of the Spirit Void Realm, these "iron cans" that will move are not life-threatening.

Although those sword intents are strong, it is impossible for every sword intent to be as terrifying as the powerful blow of the Spirit Void Realm, right?!

The Wind Lord was proud in his heart, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it carefully, he found that his Futu Heavy Cavalry had already rushed to the front of the mountain gate, but he still didn't see a trace of sword intent appearing.

What's going on?

The Wind Lord suddenly had a premonition in his heart that he didn't want to.

Among the three thousand floating slaughter heavy horses, the one who charged at the forefront was none other than the first fierce general under the general of the Kingdom of Wind, Kunlun Nu, a young powerhouse in the Spirit Void Realm.

The nine-foot-tall Kunlun Nu rode not a horse, but a five-grade spirit beast, a lion and tiger beast, which was more than three times larger than the snow-treading horse from the Eight Hundred Miles of Qing Origin in the Demon Domain.

The huge mountain gate was in front of him, although he didn't see the sword intent, and there was no sword path sect cultivator to intercept it, which made Kunlun Nu a little disappointed, but he still did not hesitate to carry out the order personally issued by the wind lord in advance.

He slammed his legs around the griver's abdomen, and the green-faced, fanged liger let out a thunderous roar and leaped high as it ran at breakneck speed.

A man and a beast instantly jumped into the air and crashed into the mountain gate.

When the person was in mid-air, Kunlun Nu, who was a little wilder than the beast, burst into a shout, and the raindrops around him were shattered by the sound and turned into a cloud of mist.

Kunlun Nu's arms and feet were bent back, and his whole body, like a taut bow, was still a foot away from the Dongfeng Mountain Gate of the Kendo Sect, Kunlun Nu's waist suddenly exerted force, and his hands with green muscles and muscles were raised, tightly holding the huge mountain axe, and slammed towards the mountain gate.

Kunlun Nu said proudly in his heart, it's done!

But just when the double axes in his hands were close to the mountain gate, Kunlun Nu's pupils suddenly shrank.

In front of his eyes, a young man in a green shirt appeared out of thin air.

It's Yunmo!

Yun Mo held the sword in one hand, twisted his wrist, the blade of the sword was facing the heaven and the earth, and the sword was facing Kunlun Nu's chest, and slapped it.

Kunlunnu's chest suddenly sank, and the terrifying sound of the sternum shattering mixed with the bursting of the heart, lungs, and internal organs sounded, and then, the giant man, whose body weighed more than five hundred pounds alone, flew out upside down like a cannonball.

smashed directly into the seven or eight Futu heavy riders who rushed behind him and didn't have time to react at all.

There was another sound of bones breaking.

The defensive runes engraved on the surface of the heavy armor by the Fu Dao masters were specially invited, but they only lit up for a moment and disappeared, and under the huge impact, not only the runes were destroyed, but even the armor on the heavy rider itself was deformed.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Futu heavy horsemen were knocked out and flew out.

More than 20 Futu heavy horsemen who didn't have time to dodge next to them were also affected by the pond fish.

Kunlun Nu smashed away from the Futu Heavy Riders and slammed into the ground, knocking out a deep pit.

And under him, lying a man and a horse that had been flattened, their internal organs were blended together, and flesh and blood were splashed everywhere, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a horse or a human.

Kunlun Nu, who cultivated to the Spirit Void Realm with the art of refining the body alone, the first warrior in the **** of the King of Wind, wanted to stand up, but after two attempts, he fell into the deep pit and died.

Yun Mo stepped the huge lion tiger beast into the ground with one foot, and then his figure flashed and disappeared from the sight of the three thousand floating slaughter heavy riders.

A sword suddenly appeared next to the Futu heavy rider in the center, and the power knight who had already reached the middle stage of the calamity only felt as if a breeze was blowing, and his eyes turned black, and he was no longer conscious.

His heavy helmet seemed to be squeezed by a huge force, and the whole thing flattened, and the head in the helmet exploded with a bang.

The next moment, the head of another horseman next to him exploded.

Almost at the same moment, several, if not dozens, of skulls exploded one after the other.

It all came so suddenly, and when the heads of the horsemen burst open, their bodies were tightly mounted on the horses, and the horses under them did not even feel anything unusual, and still ran forward.

Almost in a few breaths, the three thousand Futu Heavy Riders built by the Kingdom of the Wind at any cost were all headshot and killed.