Mochizuki Pavilion's attitude is very tough, and any man who wants to enter the mountain gate must first ask the women for their swords.

The elder who spoke was not interested in the identity of Wan Yetian, although she was also thinking about which saint had a holiday with this sect and was actually planning to break in?

The six divine thoughts fell in front of the mountain gate, and the powerful spiritual coercion caused a hurricane to set off a hurricane around it, and the willow branches danced wildly.

Wan Yetian looked at the corner of the cornices and said, "If I don't achieve my goal, I won't leave." ”

"What is your purpose?"

The voice sounded again, but it was a different person, and said, "I am the Lord of Mochizuki Pavilion, who is Your Excellency?"

At this time, their shock was beyond measure, even if Lou Qianshan was standing here, in the face of their divine sense oppression, they had to avoid the edge for the time being.

But this man was like a breeze blowing on his face, and he did not move at all.

And who is the girl next to him, why can't he see through it?

Wan Yetian's eyes flashed, and he said expressionlessly: "Come out, let me see your sword." ”

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to contain infinite power, and it pierced far away, and the sudden wind generated by the divine consciousness was scattered all around, and the broken willow branches were everywhere.

The dark clouds in the sky are like ink, mixed with countless flickering cold lights, like the starry sky in the middle of the night, the strong pressure that is not triggered, like a boulder resting in the heart, makes people feel extremely depressed.

A few muffled snorts sounded in the distance, and several elders were actually shocked by his words.

Countless sword lights lit up in the mountains and forests, dazzling, and the sword intent soared into the sky.

The stars in the sky flickered, and the people in the city in the distance looked at it from afar, and their eyes felt a little stinging.

Because the starlight contains the purest sword energy.

The starlight and the sword light echo each other, as if they were in a big battle, shining more than anyone.

Under the dark clouds, there is a huge white barrier, enveloping the four fields, exuding a clear light, like a bright moon.

It was the Great Array of Protectors of Mount Mochizuki.

Liu Panpan looked at the back of Wan Yetian, at this time the sunlight was blocked by dark clouds, the sky and the earth were vast, and the moonlight of the formation outlined his figure.

The black shirt dances wildly, and the white hair is still the same.

In front of the entire mountain protection array and the sword light all over the mountain, he was so small, and his long shadow looked extremely lonely.

Liu Panpan suddenly thought that at this time, if

With a man standing next to him, the picture should be a little more poignant.

Does he want to be alone against the whole sect?

After seven hundred years of Mochizuki Pavilion, the strength of the head elder is unfathomable, why is he?

The women on the mountain felt the rock-solid will, and they were even more frightened, which master had such courage?

There is a wind in the deep mountains, flying sand and rocks, and the poplar and willow branches make a "creaking" sound, which seems to be broken at any time

Wan Yetian's indifferent voice sounded again, and said, "Who am I?

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed it in the air, then pulled it down.

The barrier formed by the moonlight was like paper, and the corner was torn off by the large hand that had been invisible all along.

Liu Panpan had seen his skills as early as when he was in the gray grassland, but it was the first time he had seen him fight with others.

The formation relied on the spiritual veins of heaven and earth and the power of the law, and between his grasp and pull, there were countless law powers.

If you are free from the shackles of the laws, you will be able to control them.

This is the power of the transcendent realm, even if Wan Yetian is still weak, but how can the white-haired madman who slaughtered 100,000 people be easily dismissed?

Six figures flew from the top of the mountain, and the wind stopped suddenly in an instant, leaving only the Tsing Yi Luo skirt, which was beautiful.

The woman standing at the front has bright eyes and bright teeth, picturesque eyebrows, is a beauty who has captivated the country and the city, is the head of Mochizuki Pavilion, and is also the master of Bai Xuejian,

Ancient Moon Fairy.

The six of them only used their divine sense to detect the situation in front of the mountain gate before, and they couldn't really see here, so they naturally didn't know what he looked like.

When I saw the white hair like snow, I knew his identity.

Where is this saint?

It's clearly killing gods.

Fairy Gu Yue's expression was solemn, and she said in a deep voice: "White-haired mad demon, blood kills thousands of miles, didn't you expect that the first thing you did after you were reborn was to slaughter my Moon Pavilion?"

Wan Yetian shook his head and said, "I said, I just want to see your sword." ”

He felt that far away from here, there were strong people coming from all directions, and one of them had an extremely divine aura.

A saint was alarmed!

When the Gu Yue Fairy injured several elders with the other party's words, he decisively sent out a distress signal like other sects.

There are all the great sects of the righteous path

After the magic weapon is activated, the other sects will know that once it is triggered, it means that it is facing the crisis of annihilation, and the masters of the sects will rush to support.

Changmingzong's battle to attack the mountain has not been used, but now they are used by one person.

Wan Yetian did not feel honored, because these people went together, and they may not be afraid in their heyday, but now it is a little troublesome for him.

Behind Gu Yue, an ordinary-looking woman stood up, her eyebrows were very thick, her facial features were simple, and she was really not good-looking.

She is a great elder, and she usually doesn't like to talk much, so she looked at Wan Yetian and said, "Those who offend me, fight!"

A few simple words, but clearly express her will.

It doesn't matter if you're a white-haired madman, or a strong man in ancient times,

Those who offend my mountain gate are the only ones who fight!

Wan Yetian raised his hand and made a move, and a long and narrow thing flew out of Liu Panpan's sleeve behind him. It was her saber, with a slender blade, a typical women's sword.

The sword, which was supposed to be delicate and agile, suddenly became heavy and sharp the moment he held the hilt.

Liu Panpan was very surprised, that sword was her personal thing, and it was soaked in vitality every day, and it had long been closely connected to her, but Wan Yetian waved it casually, and he grasped its main control.

She suddenly remembered that there was once a Sword Venerable in the Demon Dao, who should be the second generation of the Demon Venerable after Wan Yetian, could it be that he also had the same sword Dao cultivation as that Sword Demon?

Ten Thousand Nights Heavenly Sword came out three inches, and the stone steps under his feet could no longer bear it, with him as the center, spiderweb-like cracks spread out in all directions.

Gu Yue and the five elders drew their swords at the same time, and the sword intent that had been accumulated for a long time poured out, and a six-moon light suddenly appeared in the sky.

Then, two more lit up in the distance, approaching at great speed, and soon the wonders of August were on the table.

Gu Yue looked at the two junior sisters, they were in retreat at the mountain gate, and they were awakened by the ten thousand nights, their breath was even more ethereal and unpredictable than before the retreat, and they seemed to be refining again.

The two later didn't know the news of the resurrection of Wanyetian and the imminent entry of the Demon Gate, but looking at the appearance of the young man in front of them, they immediately guessed who he was, and was confirmed in the eyes of the senior sisters.

But it's too late to be surprised,

Because the sword came out of the sky in ten thousand nights......

An extremely ordinary immortal to guide the way, but it gives people the feeling of stabbing at eight people at the same time.

A peerless powerhouse who can cut off the country with one finger, the ordinary sword naturally has many extraordinary. (https:)

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