The sky is obscure, there are countless thunder flashes, the thick clouds splashed with ink are like a layer of heavy haze, the black pressure is like a dark night, blocking the sunlight, and a vague purple light and shadow can be seen quietly dormant in the depths of the clouds, and the lightning rays swimming around are like fluttering thorn birds, making a sharp stinging sound, whistling down, like a surging thunder tide, such a number even Mu Bai can't help but be staggered. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Xian has now entered a mysterious and mysterious state, his body is manipulated by black light and shadow, and he is just a bystander, carefully copying every movement of his body, every detail of the transformation.

Shout! The sound of the sword sounded, sonorous and powerful, the three-life sword tire swept, and the flying figure swept to the extreme, like a flickering lightning, which made people not see clearly at all.

A black flow mark, first a point, then a line, and finally connected into a ring, the sword is like pen and ink, like a dragon snake rushing away between a wave and a dance, leaving an S-shaped flow mark in the middle of the ring.

The last two stabs! The tip of the sword suddenly bloomed with a dazzling light, which was more dazzling than the thunderstorm in the sky, like a **** day.

Mo Xian slowly raised the three-life sword fetus above his head, and two pillars of light shot out in an instant, and the sword intent of destruction was like a scorching constant light, piercing the sword ring and stabbing the thundercloud in the head.

"This sword intent?" Even Chen Linmu couldn't help but be a little surprised by the killing intent contained in it, why he had never heard of this person in the mortal world, even if this sword intent was compared to Li Bai back then, it was not inferior at all.

Chen Linmu felt a trace of pressure, which can make Chen Linmu feel a trace of pressure, Mo Xian is already amazing enough, it should be that the second-generation sword master behind Mo Xian is amazing enough, what kind of character is Chen Linmu? Li Bai is dead, he is the sword immortal of the sword path of the mortal realm! Although he is not famous, everyone acquiesces because no one is more accomplished than him in kendo.

I heard that there was a Li Bai in Shushan Daomen, and there was another Li Xiaobai, who was young and had the assets of a sword immortal, and the Qinglian sword intent was deduced superbly, but what could this be, when that kid got up, he didn't know how much he had improved his kendo attainments.

Now, what made Chen Linmu feel numb was the young monk in front of him, could this fucking start practicing swords in his mother's womb? I have practiced for 400 years before I have today's kendo attainments, and I am only in my early twenties, this understanding of kendo, this sword style, this posture, and this speed have thousands of sword styles at hand, a sword up, a sword down are all invincible momentum, and they are clearly a few points stronger than themselves.

How can there be such a wickedness? The more Chen Linmu thought about it, the more depressed he became, feeling like eating a dog's poop, he couldn't say that he was suffering, one was four hundred years old, the other was twenty years old, and he had lived to a dog for an extra three hundred and eighty years.

Chen Da Killing God was completely struck, and a lightsaber was transformed into a light sword in his hand, which pierced through the air with a loud roar, and swept into the sky.

Mo Xian slowly retracted his sword, and the black shadow drew a Taiji, there was no life pole, all death poles, and the two dots were pitch black, as if summoning a living hell, the sea was flowing infinitely killing machine, and the light patterns scattered directly to this thundercloud in the sky.

Suddenly, Mo Xian felt that the black light and shadow in the sword fetus suddenly dimmed a lot, and the connection between his own divine consciousness and it also had a feeling that it was about to get out of control, so he immediately cut off the connection and integrated the white shadow into his divine consciousness.

Shout! It was another kind of sword intent, Mo Xian stabbed with a wave of his arm, and the blade of the sword suddenly bent, cutting a strange arc, and then straightening, just in an instant, but the power of the sword increased several layers in an instant.

A little cold light! When the sword was close to Chen Linmu, it suddenly became soothed, Chen Linmu turned into a lightsaber, and his arm waved like a swimming dragon, and in a flash, it swept over Mo Xian's head.

As soon as this blow started, the white light and shadow waved the sword-breaking style, the sword momentum rose, and it was extremely accurately positioned on the sword body of the lightsaber, and the sword qi was raging, and the lightsaber condensed by the aura was suddenly scattered.

The Taiji diagram in the sky is slowly approaching the thunder layer, on one side is the killing sword intent, cold-blooded and ruthless, and on the other side is the silent sword intent, destroying everything, it is a ruthless sword, it depends on whose killing intent is more awe-inspiring, whose edge is more exposed!

Rumble! Like thunder that shook the world, the thin thunder burst out, as if it was a brilliant rain of light!

Mo Xian held a sword in his hand, the sword momentum was continuous, one sword was stronger than a sword, it seemed to be a surging wave, Chen Linmu became weaker and weaker the more he fought, if he showed his true cultivation, this kid would have died a long time ago, but now he was competing with pure sword intent, and his arrogance did not allow him to do this kind of thing similar to cheating, because it was no different from surrendering and admitting defeat.

Sting! The Taiji diagram embedded in the two dead poles is like an extinction disk, and in the flickering of the spiritual pass, countless sword intent of silence is driven back, and a touch of sunlight shines down obliquely!

But this technique is called the Triple Heaven of Annihilation, and this is only the first one! Suddenly, the purple movie hidden in the depths of the thunderclouds moved, and countless silence intentions were blessed with every move, and the purple light chapter snapped on the Taiji diagram.

There was another big explosion, and the sky was so brilliant that I couldn't see anything clearly. The Sword of Annihilation vs. the Sword of Death! One is the ruthless immortal dao, the other is the affectionate immortal dao, under Mo Xian's continuous undulating offensive, Chen Linmu felt that there were sword shadows all around, as if a big cover covered himself, and he was extremely weak to parry, and if he continued to fight, he would be defeated sooner or later.

Suddenly, Mo Xian's sword momentum slowed down suddenly, Chen Linmu saw the opportunity to break free from Mo Xian's sword momentum, and what the two of them were most afraid of than swords was to walk into someone else's sword momentum, so that they would be led by others.

Mo Xian found that the white light and shadow also suddenly dimmed, it seems that the sword intent stored in this sword fetus can only be used at critical moments, and cannot be overdrawn, otherwise it will completely dissipate, three sword fetus, three sword fetus! Why is it so weird to have such a strange name, it turns out that the sword fetus really hides what the three swordsmen have learned in their lifetimes!

In the end, Mo Xian integrated the blue light and shadow into his divine consciousness, this blue light and shadow was stronger than white and black, Mo Xian thought of the old man on the ninth layer of the Sword Shrine, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: Just let me see how strong the sword intent cultivated by your sentient immortal Dao is!

Chen Linmu just figured out a little routine of the sword intent of the common people, and when he contacted it again in the next second, he suddenly found that something was wrong, because this was not the sword intent just now, the way of making moves, the posture of the sword was different, and it was clearly a kind of sword intent, Chen Linmu really felt a little collapsed, without such a blow to other people's self-confidence, his four hundred years of penance was actually no better than twenty years of cultivation, which had to save the ignorant childhood, and it would only be more than ten years to die, three sword intents, one was weirder than the other, and he felt that he could commit suicide directly, Chen Linmu, the great killing god of the Nine Shadows Sword Shrine, who was extremely proud all his life, experienced the huge gap between heaven and earth for the first time!

Lonely for eternity, lonely and seeking defeat.

The sword opens and closes, every blow has the power of ten thousand jun, this is an invincible sword, since the moment the sword was raised, it was from the momentum to suppress the sword intent, a sword broke ten thousand laws, it seems to be open and closed at a glance, in fact, the way is wonderful and natural, every attack draws out the corner is just to defend against Chen Linmu's sword moves, and then with the strength of the force, hit back.

Tough all the way, Chen Linmu fought and retreated.

The monks who watched the bustle were stunned.

Someone exclaimed: "Oh my God, the Great Killing God will actually lose!" ”

"Who is this person, is it the wizard of the Shushan Dao Sect?"

Some people also expressed disbelief and said: "It's too early for Daoists to draw conclusions, the Great Killing God just suppressed the cultivation, that young man can be worthy of a battle, if you let go of the cultivation, the person will definitely die!" ”

"Are you the son of a god of murder? Go get down on your knees for your dad! "Some people are dissatisfied with helping Chen Linmu speak, because he has killed more than 900 people, and his reputation in the Yuantian Secret Realm is rotten, and countless people are eager to see the scene of Chen Linmu being beaten like a water dog.

Bang!

This sword intent is too strong, every blow seems to be wrapped in the power of the mountains and seas, the momentum is even, a sword is stronger than a sword, but it is seamless, the seemingly rough sword moves are actually exquisite, every step of the sword is calculated, such hard work is absolutely impossible to practice without hundreds of years of hard work.

Chen Linmu snorted, and the whole person slammed straight into the cliff behind him like a kite with a broken string.

I actually lost! He had a whim, could it be that the person in front of him was actually pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but he was actually an ancient sword immortal who had survived until now, but he was unlucky and was harassed by the great sword immortal? With such self-comfort, Chen Linmu suddenly felt more comfortable.

He didn't know that he wasn't strong enough, it was just that there were too many enemies and too deep a background, he was not defeated by Mo Xian, but by the three sword intent in the Sansheng Sword Fetus!

Oh! Some people couldn't help cheering, and everyone was terrified when they heard it, isn't this looking for death, the god of killing must be in a very bad mood now, and if you are involved, everyone here will be affected by the pond fish.

Mo Xian's divine sense got out of the sword fetus, and the whole person regained control of his body, and suddenly felt extremely tired and his muscles were sore, and it seemed that his physical strength was far from meeting the requirements of sword intent.

"Let's go! I do what I say! "Chen Linmu fell from the cliff, in fact, although he lost this battle, he also gained a lot! He vaguely touched the threshold of the Four Heavens of Silence.

The sky gradually cleared, Mo Xianfei also rushed onto Mu Bai's spirit boat, and when the spirit boat flew out for dozens of miles, the whole person finally couldn't control it, and fell to the bottom of the boat, and the mental fatigue came like a rolling tide, and he fell asleep in a few breaths.