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………… The sword song sounded, and Qinglian landed.

The light and cold are swaying, and the birds are soaring to the sky!

Just one sentence "A line of egrets in the sky!" "Eighteen birds flew into the sky, staining the night with blood.

This is Xiao Yang's sword!

This is the Qinglian Sword Song that once again shines in the world after the Taibai Sword Venerable.

Well deserved the name!

More terrifying than the legend!

You must know that the group of people, including Mo Ji, just suppressed Xiao Yang to the death, and tried to destroy it with a bang, but I never expected that as soon as the Qinglian Sword Song came out, it was instantly indestructible, and it was unbelievably sharp.

Mo Ji even couldn't raise any resistance at the moment before Qinglian was thrown down just now, and fled directly.

Fortunately, the 'egret' under his crotch did not rush to the sky.

At the moment of "the terrifying Qinglian Sword Song ......", Mo Ji's pupils were already wide and round, full of shock, his lips turned white for a while, and his face was miserable.

Qinglian Sword Song, even in the line of Sword Venerable, is also a myth!

Now, there are faint signs of a reappearance of the myth.

Bang bang!

In mid-air, the bodies that had stopped one after another fell to the ground.

The wailing voices were one after another, rolling on the Great Wall in pain, trembling all over, and their arms trembling as they tried to cover their lower bodies, but the pain in their hearts made them dare not touch them for a while...... There is no greater pain for a man than to be kicked hard into a bird, even if it is not big. What is even more painful than this is that I can only watch the birds fly in the sky, and I can also make a rather graceful arc...... There was a look of despair in their eyes.

endured the grief of his heart and body, silently raised his head, and was reluctant to watch the little brother's last journey...... Until the line of 'egrets' disappeared and fell sharply into the dark mountains.

The heart shook violently, and the screaming voice of Ah couldn't help but reappear at this moment, and even worse, he fainted directly.

It's better to live than to die!

One sword created eighteen eunuchs in the world, Xiao Yang's feat, it can be said that there is no one before or since.

The white-clothed figure fell on the city wall, holding a waist-shaped soft sword, and the sharp sword body was like a white blue body, which was completely transparent. The flickering light did not dare to look at it directly.

The power of a sword shook through the Great Wall.

The wind in white clothes swayed, with a slight smile on his face, and an indescribable leisurely atmosphere permeated his body, his eyes swept down, and the painful figure everywhere spread to the end, and there was a body standing stiffly, with shocked pupils...... "Divine Whip Gate, Second Senior Brother Mo?" Xiao Yang slowly raised his sword, and the inch of Wen Mang on the tip of the sword was pointing at Mo Ji.

The indifferent tone, the casual raising of the sword, but there was an undoubted strong smell of provocation.

Including provoking Moji, provoking the Divine Whip Gate!

The cold light that flashed from the tip of the sword burst into Mo Ji's eyes, and at this moment, Mo Ji felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and involuntarily narrowed his eyes, his face changed and flickered, flashing with strong jealousy.

It was also the late stage of the two clouds of real qi, and Mo Ji really couldn't raise the courage to fight against Qinglian Sword Song.

"Xiao Yang, tonight, count you ruthless!" Moji's face twitched violently a few times, and he gritted his teeth and dropped the sentence.

Under the power of Qinglian Sword Song, tonight, he had to admit it!

Glancing at Xiao Yang's direction unwillingly, Mo Ji snorted coldly, and then turned around and walked to leave...... "Slow!" Xiao Yang's indifferent voice came from behind him, and a sneer smeared on the corner of his mouth, "Did I say that you are allowed to go?" ”

Hearing the sound, Mo Ji's body paused, and he turned around slowly, his expression was cold and low, "I'm leaving, you dare to keep me?" ”

Even if he has to admit that he was completely planted in Xiao Yang's hands tonight, Mo Ji walked with his pride!

He is the second disciple of the Divine Whip Sect Pingtong Immortal Seat, the Yanhuang Ancient Martial Arts Realm, who would not give a little face?

Even if Xiao Yang in front of him is the remnant of the Sword Venerable lineage, with the sword venerable lineage that has disappeared for a hundred years and remains, dare to deal with the Divine Whip Gate such as rì Zhongtian at this time?

Mo Ji concluded that Xiao Yang didn't have the guts!

Unless, he wants to let Jianzun be in the vein, and the signs that have just emerged will be stifled again!

Xiao Yang's eyes looked down at Mo Ji, his expression was peaceful, and he suddenly smiled, and the sword in his hand slashed a sword flower in the night sky.

"You try to go?"

Mo Ji's god was light, and he couldn't help but clench his fist lightly, frowning and looking at Xiao Yang, his face was extremely heavy, "What do you want?" ”

"Answer me a question." Xiao Yang spoke lightly and said slowly, "Sword Venerable, what sect is it?" ”

Hearing this, Mo Ji's face suddenly became even lower, and he glanced at Xiao Yang, "What do you mean by that?" ”

In Mo Ji's opinion, Xiao Yang has used the supreme mastery of the Sword Venerable lineage, and he must be a person of the Sword Venerable lineage, and his status is definitely not light. However, he actually asked himself such a question.

Is this teasing yourself?

Xiao Yang raised his sword and looked at Mo Ji, his expression indifferent, "You just need to answer my question." ”

Mo Ji didn't sneer, his eyes looked back at Xiao Yang coldly, "I only have one choice?" ”

Close "No, of course not. Xiao Yang smiled, his smile was light and bright, "You have two choices, either, answer my question." ”

"Or...... Die on the Great Wall. ”

The tone was calm, but the killing intent suddenly rose!

Mo Ji felt a chill all over his body, shivered involuntarily, his face changed sharply, and his mind bypassed the heart-palpitating Qinglian Sword Song just now, and he couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back, and after his steps steady, he raised his eyes to look at Xiao Yang, and took a deep breath, his tone was still tough, "I am the ...... of the Divine Whip Gate"

"Whether you have a whip or not, it has nothing to do with me." Xiao Yang couldn't help but glance at the eighteen people below who were already whipped, and then said in a loud voice, "Tonight, this Great Wall, I am in charge, you have no choice!" ”

"Humph!"

The long whip in Moji's hand snapped abruptly, bursting through the night sky, and his eyes burst with rage.

"In that case, let me understand the power of the Qinglian Sword Song!"

Mo Ji said it righteously and awe-inspiringly, but in fact, he didn't have much confidence, what he only hoped was that after Xiao Yang had just used the Qinglian Sword Song, his internal qi would be consumed too much, and now he would not have the previous strength when he used it again, or that Xiao Yang was just sè inward-looking, bluffing and trying to make things difficult for himself.

"As you wish."

At the same time as Xiao Yang's words fell, his body was as light as a swallow in an instant, and he flew out with a whizz, tilting like a glider, and his figure was like a swift in the night rain, struck out with a sword as fast as lightning.

The sword intent was derived, like an endless mountain range, with a thick and majestic aura.

When the sword light was less than three meters away from Mo Ji's figure, in an instant, the energy in Mo Ji's body burst out, and the long whip in his hand exploded, and it instantly met Xiao Yang's sword light.

Mo Ji knew that in order to deal with Xiao Yang, he had to give full play to the advantages of his long weapon and not let Xiao Yang get close, so that the power of Xiao Yang's sword could be weakened to a certain extent.

Sonor!

The sharp sword touched the long whip, and there was a crisp sound, and Xiao Yang's figure was indeed temporarily blocked outside.

At this moment, Moji's eyes lit up slightly.

And so it was!

Qinglian Sword Song can't continue to be used! I'm afraid that using a Qinglian Sword Song must require a huge consumption of internal qi!

"Xiao Yang! You brought it on yourself! Moji's confidence seemed to return all at once, and his face shook quickly with a sinister smile on his hand, and the sound of a loud crackling sound swept through the night sky.

"It's really self-inflicted."

Xiao Yang's figure volleyed a long whip in the air, jumped with the momentum, and soon crossed over Mo Ji's head, at this moment, Mo Ji's heart kicked violently, hurriedly returned the whip, and chased Xiao Yang's trace like a shadow...... "Second Senior Brother Mo?" Xiao Yang's face was smeared with a hint of expectant chuckle, "I really want to see, what will happen when the second child is gone?" ”

It seemed that after muttering to himself lightly, the sword light in Xiao Yang's hand suddenly became brilliant, and a voice that Mo Ji didn't want to hear in his dreams resounded lightly and faintly...... "Qinglian Sword Song!" ”

Swish!

Moji's face changed suddenly, and he barely hesitated, turning around and running in an instant, his figure flying out like an arrow.

The long sword flew, and the sword suddenly crossed a brilliant trajectory.

The white clothes are like light smoke, and they disappear in a flash!

The Great Wall seems to have no end...... Although Moji was running wildly, there was a thorn rising behind him. At the same time, the light voice slowly resounded in the ears, and the voice was getting closer and closer...... "The golden gate opens two peaks in front of the long, and the Milky Way hangs upside down with three stone beams!" ”

The sword light is like silver, and the sword shadow is like the reflection of the peak, steep and sharp!

The endless sword intent completely shrouded Mo Ji's heart, and at this moment, Mo Ji felt as if his heartbeat was about to stop in advance, and his whole body seemed to have been completely locked, and there was nothing to hide.

A frightened look appeared in his eyes for an instant, and he gritted his teeth sharply and clenched the long whip in his hand.

Fight!

The moment the figure stopped, he turned around and whipped his whip...... The god on his face suddenly froze, because the white-clothed figure had already descended in front of him at this moment, and Mo Ji seemed to be able to feel the stinging pain of the tip of the sword piercing his heart...... At this time, another sword song sounded in my ears...... "The wind is warm and the birds are broken, and the shadow of the high flowers is heavy!" ”

Swish!

It was the sound of a bird breaking.

The tip of the sword was stained with blood, and with a sudden pick, another cloud of flesh and blood rushed up to the sky, bypassing a graceful arc and disappearing without a trace.

Mo Ji screamed miserably, his figure fell to the ground in an instant, his face was full of pain, and the long whip in his hand also fell to the ground in an instant, his whole body trembled violently involuntarily, and he wailed, "Ah!! ”

The voice is more mournful than that of a resentful woman.

The white clothes fell to the ground, the long sword was pointed at Mo Ji's eyebrows, and his expression remained unchanged at all, and he spoke lightly, "Answer my question, otherwise, you can go to see your second child." ”

Mo Ji grinned in pain, the feeling of grievance in the sky soaked in his heart, the cold sweat on his forehead oozed out with the sweat, he clenched his fists tightly, leaned over to look at his crotch, and suddenly felt a burst of blood rolling in his chest.

The pain is not yù raw!

Gritted his teeth violently, his eyes were full of resentment and stared at Xiao Yang, "You have the ability to kill me!" ”

The tone is aggressive!

Shout!

The cold wind blew by, and there was silence all around.

The sharp sword in Xiao Yang's hand moved slightly sideways, and a drop of blood spread down, dripping down from the tip of the sword...... Directly ahead, Moji's eyes were wide open, his eyebrows had been pierced, and blood was pouring out...... "As you wish." Xiao Yang looked at Mo Ji, who was not blind, and smiled very kindly.