Liu Xiujie took advantage of the momentum to retract his sword, took advantage of the rebound of the purple mang to sweep back a few feet, raised his arm, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Chu Mo's figure didn't move at all, but there was a hint of a smile on his lips.

I saw the white-robed young man in front of him, with a sword intent like a flood, and his breath like a dragon, except for his face being a little pale, how could he look seriously injured?

Liu Xiujie took a deep breath, his face was puzzled, and asked Ye Fan: "I was still half-dead before, why did I jump alive in less than two quarters of an hour?"

Ye Fan turned his head and said with a smile: "The boy has a great life, and even Lord Yama doesn't dare to accept this life." ”

Chu Mo clasped his hands around his chest and said with a playful smile: "The nine fists of Yuancheng should have opened all the tricks in your body, this method, even I feel a little surprised, do you feel that you are unprecedentedly powerful at this time, and the aura is inexhaustible?"

Ye Fan slowly raised his head and clenched his fists.

Indeed, as Chu Mo said, Master Yuancheng's powerful nine fists were not smashed on himself, but on the tricks in his body that were still slightly blocked, and those nine fists not only opened up all the tricks in his body, but also helped him temper his body and body, Ye Fan only felt that it was a few grades stronger than when he had just broken through the realm.

This kindness is like rebuilding.

Why did Gen Yuancheng do this?

Chu Mo already felt very good, it was time to do business.

Ye Fan turned around and gave the old man and Zhao Qingluan a reassuring look, and then took a deep breath.

It all came so suddenly, so inexplicably.

It is precisely because of this that the anger that has been holding back in the young man's heart is almost about to explode.

The avenue is boundless, alone, and by chance encounters a catastrophe outside the sky, you can't hide from it, you can't walk, you will either be stoned to death, or you will be suffocated to death, there is no other way.

But fortunately, Ye Fan is no longer the poor boy he was back then.

He raised his head, looked directly into Chu Mo's eyes, and said word by word: "The six lives of the Liu family, you Chu Mo must pay for it with blood." ”

Chu Mo narrowed his eyes, and the murderous intent was undisguised, "Oh, is it? Then I'll wait and see." ”

Ye Fan stretched out his arm, held it in the air, and said silently: "Nine Heavens." ”

Chu Mo was silent and watched coldly.

From the courtyard that was almost in ruins, the delicate long sword instantly turned into a red ray, as if it was a demonstration to this heaven and earth, like a long rainbow swaying in the air for a long time before leaving the clouds, entering the street, and passing by Liu Xiujie.

When Ye Fan's hand grasped this Changhong, the long river of red-ling-like sword qi in the sky showed no sign of dissipating and passing.

The sword body is like frost and snow, and the sword qi is like flames.

Ye Fan's black hair swayed slightly, and his sword intent was unabashedly soaring straight into the sky.

Chu Mo took the jade flute from his waist, and suddenly emitted bursts of dazzling light, magnificent and charming, as brilliant as glass, like a divine object in the sky.

With his hands behind his back, he stared at the long river of red sword qi in front of him, and couldn't help but admire, it was really a beautiful scenery in the world.

Chu Mo said with a smile while admiring and observing the red silk-like sword qi: "The momentum is good, as I expected, this flying sword must be an extremely precious immortal soldier even if it is outside the sky." But it's harmless, looking at it this way, you can't really fully master this immortal soldier, it's a pity. Those red sword qi can bluff people, but if they fight the enemy, they won't have much effect. ”

Ye Fan's heart was slightly cold, he didn't expect Chu Mo's eyes to be so vicious, and he immediately saw the incompatibility between himself and Jiuxiaotian.

Jiuxiaotian's murderous aura was too heavy, and the sword aura was too fierce, so the murderous aura on it had always been suppressed by the sword spirit, and Ye Fan was able to control it.

But the drawbacks are also here, because Jiuxiaotian has been in a suppressed state, resulting in most of its power has been reduced, and the current Jiuxiaotian is no different from other ordinary flying swords except for its own tenacity and sharpness.

Chu Mo stretched out his left hand and swept the colorful jade flute in his hand, "Now you get the sword, and I have an extra flute, and it can be regarded as a fair fight." ”

Ye Fan's five fingers holding the hilt of the sword slightly increased the force, and the long river of red sword qi hovering in the sky converged in an instant, and the sword qi converged on the sword body, and the nine heavens in his hand could no longer see any vision.

The boy exhaled heavily.

Chu Mo smiled and said, "This long sword in your hand is very good, so I have one more reason to kill you." ”

Ye Fan turned a deaf ear, held the sword in both hands, and slowly took a step forward.

After a while, the young man's momentum changed instantly.

There is a sense of majesty in the mountains, and there is a sense of indomitable sharpness.

In Chu Mo's eyes, Ye Fan couldn't see the slightest flaw in this move, and there was also some avenue atmosphere of the unity of heaven and man.

It's a weird thing.

Chu Mo has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for nearly a hundred years, collecting and encompassing the world's martial arts, integrating them, and deleting countless them, before he has embarked on a path that is different from others.

But it wasn't until he saw Ye Fan's seemingly ordinary posture that Chu Mo understood that his path had not come to an end.

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are immortals outside the immortals.

The ancients did not deceive me. vp

Chu Mo took a step back, but he instantly felt his mistake.

Ye Fan followed closely and continued to take a step forward, his momentum had risen to the peak, and his sword intent was so strong that it was condensed like water.

The boy leaped to his knees and slashed down with a sword.

Chu Mo didn't hesitate much, he simply made a mistake, and withdrew from a distance of four zhang away, twisted his heels, turned sharply, and the red-purple sword roared in front of him.

Chu Mo, who was facing this huge sword gang sideways, slapped the ground with his left palm, his feet were in the air, and his body fluttered, dodging the second sword that stopped him.

Chu Mo frowned, the white light in his palm stood out, the jade flute in his hand suddenly exerted force, tapped the long sword, and his body took advantage of the momentum to roll and float backwards.

It's just that Chu Mo, who was reluctant, wanted to get rid of Ye Fan, but it was not easy.

Chu Mo's brows were tightly locked, and he stepped on it, his feet exploded, and his body galloped towards the sky, bringing up bursts of smoke and dust.

Ye Fan followed closely, and he also went straight to the wind.

The battlefield is from a street in Liangzhou City. Transferred to heaven.

In order not to let Chu Mo get away, Ye Fan's sword qi was agitated, and he was stuck to it, Chu Mo seemed to have the heart of retreating, and there was no offensive at all, just fleeing to the south.

The two were in the sky above Liangzhou City, entangled endlessly, and gradually moved to the south of the city.

The sword qi collided with the jade flute, roaring, like thunder, so that most of the people in Liangzhou City couldn't help but look up.

A young man in a white robe, holding a delicate long sword with red and purple swords, chasing and killing Chu Mo, the first person in the world, in front of everyone, no matter how you look at it, it is too shocking.

Among them are Cui Bong and Guan Zishi, who are drinking tea in a teahouse.

Lu Pu, who had just walked to the palace and was heavily guarded by the Imperial Forest Army.

There are also Liu Xiujie and Zhao Qingluan, who are looking up in the alley.

In the small courtyard in the alley, there was no one around, and the little fox was poking his head by the window, looking carefully left and right, his heart full of worry and uneasiness.

Over the city of Liangzhou.

Ye Fan's sword became more and more proficient.

The nine points in the body have been opened, and the speed of the aura is simply incomparable to the past, Ye Fan only feels that the chain of aura like jade pillars is swimming freely in the body, and the sword will only get faster and faster, and it will become more and more fierce.

Chu Mo was extremely embarrassed to resist the surging offensive like a tide, not to mention that he turned defense into offense, even the appearance of defense was extremely difficult.

Chu Mo was a little annoyed, but he quickly calmed down, he wanted to see how many times Ye Fan's powerful sword qi could be released. When Ye Fan's aura dried up and his offensive weakened, it was the time for him Chu Mo to defend and attack.

Chu Mo's free left hand put his fingers together, flicked his fingers, and one after another pointed at the huge sword qi that was galloping.

The right hand holding the jade flute even used the technique of moving mountains and reclamation, tearing out a large number of tree ridges from the attic on the ground as a defense, to resist the billowing red and purple sword qi.

Under Chu Mo's intentional traction, the two finally landed at the foot of Qianfengling Mountain outside Liangzhou City.

There was no one around, there was no one, and after Ye Fan came here, he really broke free from all the shackles and completely let go of his hands and feet.

The huge mountain of lush greenery was cut out of a long straight path by the sword qi of Ruhong, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

Occasionally, at the loophole between the two sword qis, Chu Mo, who just wanted to escape, would be slashed back into the sword qi cage by Ye Fan using the sword art to control another flying sword.

Chu Mo, who has been the first person in the world for 50 years, has been suppressed by people for decades in the rivers and lakes, and it is the first time that he has been suppressed to the death, and those who have been suppressed have to be passively defended, and it is difficult to fight back.

Although he was not injured, the depression in his heart must be indispensable.

Ye Fan's figure was fluttering, walking leisurely on the path on the side of the mountain, controlling the flying sword to cut down again and again.

Chu Mo was obviously aroused by this style of play, his sleeves were agitated, and the jade flute was lightly tapped on the body of the flying sword, that is, the sword gang was shattered, and the sword qi overflowed, but the source was continuous, and the sword qi and sword gang were endless, forming a long river of sword qi, with a slight loss, like Jingwei reclamation, and the support of time was completely negligible.

Ye Fan slowly stood still in place, waved his left hand slightly, and the majestic sword qi that had originally lingered around Chu Mo suddenly rose more than ten zhang, and then disappeared through the sky, and then a long rainbow like thunder descended from the sky, and in an instant, he came to Ye Fan at the foot of the mountain and hovered, exuding a faint chill.

The smoke and dust dissipated, the stumps and fallen leaves gradually calmed down, Chu Mo raised his right hand, and the space that was like glass was full of cracks, which was shocking.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the Nine Heavens sword tightly, and his gaze did not move in the slightest.

Chu Mo smiled and said, "It's been fifty years, and you're the first person to make me so embarrassed." ”

Ye Fan turned a deaf ear, and just pointed the Nine Heavens in his hand at Chu Mo's face with a solemn expression.

Chu Mo asked an unbelievable question.

"Ye Fan, what if you are invincible?"

Ye Fan did not hesitate at all, raised his sword and said in a deep voice: "There is no vajra method, and there is no bodhisattva heart. ”

"I, Ye Fan, will not have an invincible day. ”