He directly ignored the other questions that Yun Mo wanted to ask, because those questions were already in the past, and the past could not be changed, it didn't matter to him, he didn't care about the past

He felt that Yun Mo was an eyesore.

Although, he felt that Yun Mo was his fetters, after all, the two had lived in the same body for so long.

However, corpses do not need to be fetters, he wants to cut off the fetters.

What will happen in the future, and what will happen next, is killing.

"Well, speaking of which, we've been through a lot together. ”

From the Firmament Academy, to the Iron Mansion Emperor Sect, to the Sword Dao Sect, and finally to the Infinite Demon Palace, Yun Mo was like a supernova that suddenly rose, far surpassing all the geniuses of the Five Holy Lands, and even now, he was even able to stabilize the Lord of the Four Holy Lands, such a brilliant record, it was so dazzling, so dazzling.

But if Yun Mo is light, then he is darkness.

He is Yun Mo's shadow, he has always been just secretly dormant, those awe-inspiring strengths, those huge powers, those envious and worshipful and even fanatical eyes, should have belonged to him.

Yun Mo's dominant body turned him into a shadow, how could people care about the feelings of a shadow? People wouldn't even notice him at all!

Resentment is deeper than the sea, and hate is higher than the sky.

Ying Yunmo said again, "I'm here to kill you and prove myself." ”

Yun Mo's expression was solemn, like a black cloud pressing down on the city.

Shadow Cloud burst into tears, and all the resentment and anger of more than twenty years turned into a distorted roar, "I'm here to kill you!"

No matter who it is, you can feel the pathos that makes people palpitate from this roar.

The entire Kendo Sect echoed with this roar.

On the top of the mountain, the nine-tailed demon fox's eyes narrowed slightly, and among the narrow vertical pupils, there seemed to be a flash of cold light, and he muttered with interest: "This kid's resentment is so deep, it's a little interesting now." ”

This roar directly hurt Ying Yunmo's throat, and he coughed violently.

The Western Expedition slowly walked in front of Ying Yunmo, facing Ying Yunmo with his back to Yun Mo, facing Yun Mo, facing the Kendo Sect, and facing the Demon Sealing Sword Array.

"Since it's more good at killing people or being old, I don't bother the little prince. His voice was hoarse, too, like the hum of the wind blowing through tattered window paper.

Shadow Cloud hissed silently, "Bother, where do I have the heart now?"

The heart of which he speaks is not the heart of the mind, but the heart of the heart.

He's a corpse now, and although he has a heart, he doesn't beat, which is not what he wants.

He had no heartbeat, no pulse, no blood.

Only icy hatred.

Xi Zhengke was slightly stunned, only the whites of his eyes moved slightly, raised his head to look at Yun Mo, and said softly: "Since this is the case, the old man will help the little prince retrieve his heart." ”

"The little prince has been a human being for a long time, and he cares about his heartbeat. Xi Zhengke said secretly in his heart, but he didn't say it, after all, taking away the little prince on this trip is the point.

Therefore, he tried his best to meet the requirements of the little prince, as long as he could recognize his identity.

Xi Zhengke stepped forward again.

The Demon Sealing Sword Array had already sensed, and countless lights suddenly lit up.

Xi Zhengke stepped forward again.

The Confucian Sage, the Wind Lord, and the Snow Flower Palace Master all burst back dozens of steps at the same time.

The Holy Sword Sect Master frowned slightly, shook the hilt of the sword, then let go, and finally retreated.

The Demon Sealing Sword Array was running again.

Feeling the majestic qi in his body, Yun Mo calmly looked at the Western Expedition who had stepped into the range of the Demon Sealing Sword Array with his right foot.

The eight thousand swords scattered all over the Sword Dao Sect each had a sword light slowly rising.

In the sky above the Sword Dao Sect, eight thousand sword lights were suspended.

Yun Mo put the fingers of his right hand together and pointed forward.

A sword light came out of the crowd, like a bolt of lightning, instantly passing through a distance of more than 100 miles, and suddenly appeared at the center of the eyebrows of the West Expedition.

The Confucian sage's eyelids jumped wildly, and he blurted out: "How can it be so fast?!"

In the worldly rivers and lakes, there is a saying, that is, the world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable.

This statement, which has been applied to the cultivation world by cultivators, has also come to a similar conclusion.

The reason why the vast majority of sword cultivators choose to cultivate flying swords is because flying swords can get out of the relatively sluggish body, which can greatly increase their speed, so that the opponent can't react, so as to gain an advantage or even victory.

And at this moment, Yun Mo's sword has increased the speed of the flying sword to the extreme.

It even gives people a feeling that this sword can pierce through everything.

Piercing the head of the Western Expeditioner.

But that feeling is an illusion.

The sword light, which was so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye, did pierce the eyebrows of the West Expeditioner, but it did not pierce his skull, and even the skin of the West Expedition did not pierce.

That sword light instantly shattered into countless brilliance.

Xi Zhengke asked in a flat voice, "That's it?"

Yun Mo remained silent, and in the sky above the Sword Dao Sect, the remaining seven thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine sword lights shot out in an instant.

The sky is full of sword rain, just for one person.

A huge funnel made up of a rain of swords appeared in everyone's sight.

The tip of the "funnel" is composed of dense sword tips.

The sword light slammed into Xi Zhengke's body, and then shattered.

But the eight thousand sword lights, connected from end to end, no matter how fast they are, they can't crash into Xizheng Ke at the same time.

As a result, the impact of the sword light formed an endless offensive.

The West Expedition did not move, nor did he use any means to resist this cold attack.

Thousands of sharp sword lights hit his eyebrows, face, eyeballs, throat, shoulders, chest and abdomen, legs, and all parts of his body.

The sword light collided on the shirt, and a circle of subtle ripples appeared on the black robe, and when countless ripples converged together, the slight shaking would be superimposed on each other, and the black robe began to dance wildly.

Dream Crystal Demon Venerable whispered: "This black robe, so powerful, can actually block such an attack. ”

Xi Zhengke still didn't make any moves, but looked at those sword lights indifferently.

The dead fish-like eyeballs that did not have the whites of their eyes became even more pale and creepy under the light of the sword.

He was still a plain and indifferent figure, and asked, "Is that all?"

Eight thousand sword lights, all of them with this body, were carried down so strongly, but the West Expedition did not take a step back.

Then he said this, and he seemed very calm, and in the calm revealed an extremely strong confidence, and even a hint of mockery.

But before his voice fell, in the world of divine consciousness, there was a flowing rainbow, coming straight to it, it was Yun Mo.

Yun Mo's speed was too fast, even faster than the eight thousand sword lights before.

The ground between Yun Mo and Xi Zhengke exploded a huge ravine out of thin air, and huge stones and earth chips flew towards both sides.

The menacing Yun Mo kicked Xi Zhengke in the chest.

The speed of breaking through to the extreme was instantly transformed into the ultimate power, even if there was a mountain in front of him, Yun Mo had the confidence to kick it away.

But this foot down, the West Expedition only slid backwards for less than an inch.