Chapter Seventy-Two: A Sword Defeats a Genius

"God and Demon Heaven and Earth Slash!" Mo Yan finally couldn't help but show his most powerful move at this moment.

Behind Mo Yan, a huge phantom appeared, like a demon god descending from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, like a vast star, and in the eyes of the other party, it was nothing more than that.

This is a kind of phantom appearance, which makes the pupils of the people around them shrink violently, and even their breathing begins to gradually become rapid, and they can clearly feel the abnormal evil spirit of this god-like figure.

There was also a monstrous aura on his body, this demon god seemed to have come from ancient times, and there was a giant sword on that huge palm!

The target of this giant sword was none other than Nie Fan.

When this giant sword slashed towards Nie Fan, everyone was secretly pinching a cold sweat for Nie Fan.

They could probably guess that Nie Fan might be really dangerous this time, and the sword of the Demon God came in front of Nie Fan.

But at this time, I suddenly heard a long sword out of its sheath, and then saw the sword light flash, and the whole environment turned into a day, and the sky that was originally as black as ink suddenly crossed a poignant light.

This is the light of the long sword, it is so fascinating and irresistible, but when this light appears, all the darkness is quickly lost.

Just as the fog suddenly met the fire, and as if the darkness suddenly met the light, this sword slashed out, and the body of the huge demon god was cut off.

The shadow of the demon god gradually dispersed, and the monstrous attack of the demon god was directly crushed by Nie Fan's sword, which seemed to be able to open the world, and seemed to be able to make people feel the birth of hope.

Defeat genius with one sword.

Representing the hope of all the Nine Yuan Dynasty, when the sword light gradually dissipated, everyone saw that Nie Fan, the waste of the Nine Yuan Dynasty at the beginning, was now trampled on Mo Yan, the supreme genius of the Biluo Dynasty, and he really stepped on his feet.

Mo Yan had already knelt on the ground in embarrassment, his face was in close contact with the ground, and there was a shoe on his head, and the humiliation on this shoe was as heavy as Mount Tai.

Mo Yan roared violently, the green tendons on his neck were like pythons, and the roots stood up, and he used the strength of his whole body to raise his neck.

But he found that his strength was weak and pitiful, and this foot seemed to represent the laws of heaven and earth, and all his strength was banned.

At this moment, he was so stubbornly trampled by this foot that he couldn't even straighten his head.

Mo Yan's eyes were red, his heart was full of humiliation, he didn't understand why his most powerful move was shattered by Nie Fan's light sword.

"Impossible, this is impossible! How could my most powerful sword not be able to withstand your light sword attack, what kind of strength do you represent, why did I have already touched the sword qi but still lost in your hands!" Mo Yan was roaring like a beast.

He couldn't believe that he was really defeated, Nie Fan was like a mad god from above, looking indifferently at Mo Yan under his feet.

This so-called genius seemed to be really vulnerable in Nie Fan's eyes.

Lin Nanchen's pupils contracted slightly in the dark, and at the same time, he also felt an emotional fluctuation from another divine sense.

He knew that there should be some hidden envoys of the Biluo Dynasty hiding around, and this time the Biluo Dynasty had so many powerful young generations coming over, it was impossible for the Biluo Dynasty not to send some people over to protect it.

It is impossible for the other party to let these young people die here in vain, perhaps it is the secret divine sense that feels Nie Fan's strength and has gradually paid attention to him.

Lin Nanchen was also secretly on guard, beware of that mysterious powerhouse doing something to Nie Fan.

"Nothing is impossible, your self-proclaimed powerful kendo cultivation is in front of my eyes, it seems to be rubbish, not worth mentioning, this farce should also end!" Nie Fan's indifferent voice, cold and biting, made Mo Yan have goosebumps all over his body.

This is the first time he has felt like this, this feeling should be called fear, it has always been Mo Yan who has given fear to his opponent, but this time it was actually the opponent who gave him fear!

Mo Yan could also feel that Nie Fan really dared to kill him, and he could feel the murderous aura on Nie Fan's body.

Mo Yan's whole body began to tremble violently, he, a genius of the Biluo Dynasty, was no different from ordinary people when facing death, and he still felt fear.

Or that life is a fair thing, whether it is a powerful or a simple poor peasant, nothing more than can be stopped when death comes.

The broken sword that appeared in Nie Fan's hand was full of brilliance when it appeared in Nie Fan's hand, as if this was not a broken sword, but a heaven-shattering sword full of murderous aura!

Nie Fan raised his hand, but at this time, there was a tremor on the entire ground, and suddenly, there seemed to be a rolling thunder in the sky, and then, an angry shout suddenly came.

The hearts of the shocked people were agitated, and the cultivators who were present were weaker, and they were directly shocked by this roar and vomited blood and fell to the ground, and a huge palm also gathered in the sky, slapping it towards Nie Fan!

This roar was like thunder on the ground, and there were not a few people vomiting blood around, but Nie Fan didn't look at it, it was just an oncoming palm, he suddenly rose to the sky, and the long sword in his hand was suddenly drawn out of the sheath at this moment!

I only saw a sharp sword light in all directions, and then, this huge palm was cut off without a trace, and when I looked at it again, an old man with white hair and white beard had already appeared in the void.

The old man's expression was indifferent, but the momentum on the other party's body made people tremble, and this old man's cultivation had already reached the Eight Heavens of the Dao Sect.

It is a figure who belongs to the level of the top family Taishang Elder, and as soon as the other party appeared, a powerful coercion overwhelmed everyone around him and couldn't raise their heads.

"Mu Lao, save me!" Seeing the appearance of this person, a flash of hope flashed in Mo Yan's desperate pupils, and he roared.

And those people of the Biluo Dynasty also immediately increased their confidence because of the appearance of this old man, Mu Lao ignored Mo Yan, but he put that cloudy gaze on Nie Fan's body.

Even though the eyes are cloudy, but in this cloudiness, it reveals an indescribable murderous aura, which makes people feel goosebumps fall to the ground, and there is a feeling of numbness on the scalp!

It was as if someone suddenly poured a basin of cold water on himself in the ice and snow, and it was cold from the head to the soles of his feet.

"Boy, you are very good, give you a chance to join our Biluo Dynasty, give you the qualification of the first great family of the Biluo Dynasty, and at the same time, the deity will personally accept you as an apprentice. Mu Lao said suddenly.