The Taoist master present suddenly had a flash of sadness in his eyes.

The grandmaster in front of Mo Bai also spread with the golden light in Mo Bai's hand, and the Xuanguang all over his body skyrocketed again, and when he was shocked, his eyes suddenly raised, and he looked at Mo Bai again, and his expression may be the light that he has never had in his life.

However, looking at Mo Bai's indifferent face, the hilt of the sword that he had always held tightly in his hand had not moved away at all, and he did not make any other movements, as if he had all his strength, only used for the hilt of the sword that always stabbed Mo Bai, which may also be his only hope.

Although this hope is gone, it is unwilling to tie it to this sword.

"Shangqing Mountain?" Just as he stared at his face and looked at himself, the white voice sounded again.

It was still as calm, but it was slightly lower than before, and it no longer echoed outside the radius.

Only near this tower can everyone hear it.

Shangqing Mountain!

The three words were very simple, but they made the eyes of the old man who was close to him suddenly have other lights, he was still just staring at Mo Bai, and the dark light all over his body was still continuing to erupt. But a voice came from his neck and eyes

Mo Bai didn't care about him, and said again: "This king has already said that in the eyes of this king, you are just the people of my Great Xia, and if the Bamboo Leaf Gate is like this, what about Shangqing Mountain?" Since this king has already spared his life, why do you have to kill yourself? ”

"Hugh wants to be rampant, the old man hates it, he can't kill you, but it doesn't matter, you don't want to destroy my Daomen's Dao system that will not fall for thousands of years, you can't, no one in this world can! Wait, you are dead, and it won't be long before you are destined to come to the old man's funeral! The Grandmaster finally spoke, his voice weeping blood and grief!

"Really?" The black white voice was still clear, not affected at all, and the light in his hand was also at this time, completely bright and dazzling, as if a crisp sound came out, the old man's eyes suddenly enlarged, and then the dazzling light on his body dimmed.

Everyone's eyes were shrinking, staring at that generation of grandmasters, and they slowly lowered their heads like this.

The inky white gold light converged, and he slowly turned around, and the old man fell to the ground, and a completely bladeless hilt rolled out of his hand, clanging on the ground.

The audience waited, and no one dared to breathe loudly.

For ordinary soldiers and generals, and Dai Chunhe, it is difficult to take his eyes off the old man who fell to the ground, a generation of Taoist masters, the existence of the golden luan throne that can be sitting, right in front of their eyes, so really dead.

They watched him die in front of him, so easily.

This kind of shock is indescribable, too many soldiers are not qualified to know what happened last night, and in their hearts, the status of the grandmaster is even as high as before.

It's a bow and arrow, ready to fight, but it's just an order, and I really haven't thought about anything else!

They had to look up and look at their Ming King again!

This Ming King, who had just stabbed a grandmaster, was still the same as before, treating the masters as nothing, and he was still as immobile as a mountain, as if the matter of Fang Cai had not left any waves in his heart.

He raised his head, looked at the sky, was silent, and then looked into the distance.

This time, the direction he was looking at, ordinary people didn't know what it meant, but it made the grandmasters present more and more silent, because they knew that it was the direction of Shangqing Mountain.

Finally, I only heard Mo Bai's voice, only to see him turn his head and look at the fallen corpse again, and it seemed to sigh: "This king wants to pay you three points, but it turns out that this king has been waiting for the 10,000-year-old Taoist system in your mouth, and the person who let this king accompany the burial for a whole day, but he never saw it." ”

As soon as these words came out, almost all those who understood the deep meaning gasped in their hearts.

The virtual ion almost couldn't stand, looking at the hanging basket at his feet, he was frightened and lucky, but fortunately he didn't leave.

As for the other Zhuye Sect people, their faces were ugly and complicated at the moment.

They saw with their own eyes that this man who had stood on the top of the city for a long time was actually waiting for the Qingshan Mountain and the real people of the Daomen to come?

Does he really want to be alone in the whole Daomen?

Even if the bamboo leaf door is not extinguished, it can't compare to the chill brought by this sentence at this moment.

The only courage left in my heart, after this sentence, is really difficult to maintain.

Mo Bai no longer cared about the dead man, but finally put his eyes on the crowd at the scene, and swept over each of the grandmasters one by one, each of them was relieved only after he looked away, and finally, he looked at the other four old men who had drawn their swords at him before.

The light of the eyes is fixed.

The dead man's eyes flashed with fear, his complexion changed sharply, and the long swords in the hands of several people trembled slightly.

Mo Bai's face was indifferent, but he suddenly raised his hand, and when the four of them retreated sharply, he said: "Dai Chunhe, order all the soldiers to retreat!" ”

Dai Chunhe was still in a trance, but after hearing this, he still subconsciously said: "Yes!" ”

After finishing speaking, he came back to his senses, what did Fang Mo Bai say, and his eyes subconsciously swept over the sect masters who were still present, thinking of the scene where Fang Cai was almost killed by a sword, there was a burst of coldness, and his face turned purple.

But as soon as he gritted his teeth, he glanced at His Highness, and then at the dead man, still holding his hands on the ground, and climbed up in an extremely indecent posture, and opened his mouth to retreat.

It's not that he wants to, but at this time, he doesn't dare to disobey Mo Bai at all.

The soldiers receded like a tide, no longer tense, and under the threat of life and death at any time, the eyes of the grandmasters were finally a little more stable.

However, before they could calm down, they were frightened by Mo Bai's movements and couldn't help themselves.

As soon as the soldiers retreated, the black white figure suddenly burst out, and without warning rushed towards the four people who had just made the move.

It was too sudden, and the four people who were stared at by him just now, after a burst of threatening glances from him, suddenly heard that the troops were withdrawn, and in this tightness, even the grandmaster finally reacted a little sluggishly.

In just an instant, an old man who was originally standing behind Mo Bai suddenly saw Mo Bai's body method showing, and there was a Qing Feng in his hand who had come out of the sheath at some point, and he was already in front of him.

For the Grandmaster, he could react where he saw it, but at this moment, he was a moment late, and after a cry of too frightened in his mouth, his first action was to turn around and flee.

Without parrying, he turned around, and then under the Mobai sword, at such a close distance, he turned around and wanted to escape.

But the next moment, he knew that he was wrong, but it was too late.

His heart was cold, his death was simpler than that of Fang Cai, and he was even more wronged.

Mo Bai is as quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, but after killing, he obviously did not stop again.

In an instant, he had drawn his sword, and when he flew into the air with blood light, others had already flown into the sky, and between the lightning and flint, everyone saw the figure behind him with his hair flying, and they had heard a sword symphony.

But I have already seen that the other grandmaster has already woken up, and at this moment, under the horror, luck has all his strength to resist him stabbing his throat with a sword!

This person didn't have time to speak, he could only save his life at the first time, he didn't escape, seeing the fate of the previous one, he knew that he could only fight.

But in the face of Mo Bai, his heart was cold as you can imagine.

Even when this sword resisted, his heart trembled, he was afraid that he couldn't stop it, the horror of Mo Bai had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and dozens of grandmasters hit him with one blow yesterday, all of them were broken by him, not to mention that he was alone at the moment.

But unexpectedly, this sword intersected, and Qing Feng in Mo Bai's hand was really blocked, he was slightly embarrassed, but he didn't have time to think about it, because Mo Bai's sword flower was dazzling, and it had already stabbed him in the throat again.

Block again, the next moment the sword flower will come again, this time it's the heart!

The old man's face was completely anxious, and he finally found that it was not that Mo Bai had no strength, but that Mo Bai's fighting style had changed, and only overnight, Mo Bai's sword moves could not leave his vital point, which had made him dangerous.

There is Xiang Yu's strength to pull out the mountain and cover the world, and there is also a subtle and exquisite ability to overcome rigidity with softness.

The power of ink and white is too strong, this is the impression that everyone has an invincible impression after yesterday's battle, but at this time, they don't dare to think so.

Taoism, Taoism!

The Tao needs to have a law, and at this moment, Mo Bai casts his law!

Is there a way to do it?

There is no need to doubt, how could he, who studied from real people in the era of the end of the law and even more classics, lack the law?

At this time, the famous Taoist Five Elements Splitting Light Sword Technique in his hands, in his hands, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, sharp, rigid, soft, escaped, blocked, entangled, sword light five colors, like scattered and gathered, deadly.

Legend has it that this swordsmanship was passed on from the ancient Taoist mythology in the Spring and Autumn Period, created by Lao Tzu, when the world was strife, there were also demons rampant in the world, Lao Tzu saw the suffering of the world, once a sword out, such as ten thousand Dao Lin, the sword light turned into the power of the five elements, swept away the demons in the world.

It is difficult to say whether this method has the power of mythology, after all, no one can have the power of a saint, but he can't sweep away demons and kill enemies at the same level, but Mo Bai can do it.

"Everyone, if you don't come to help, you have to wait for each to break the ......" This old man was in a hurry, he couldn't resist the sword light, and he relied on the true qi of his body to resist, but even so, his body was in the blink of an eye, and there were already blood holes everywhere, and if he went on like this, it didn't take overnight, he would be killed on the spot.

I have to say that Mo Bai suddenly changed his playing style, which made it difficult for everyone to come back to their senses in shock, and even more so that this swordsmanship was unheard of and unseen, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

For a while, they stared at the swordsmanship of the black white figure one by one, without any movement.

It wasn't until the old man screamed that everyone reacted, but if this is the case, what should they do?

The eyes of the virtual ions swept again, and sure enough, there was no one who drew his sword towards Mobai before, and there was no movement, but everyone looked at each other with ugly faces.

Seeing the opportunity, seeing that everyone didn't dare to look at it, he hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, the majesty of His Royal Highness King Ming must not be offended, and you must not make mistakes, otherwise you will kill yourself." If you are obsessed, even if your strength is not good, you will definitely fight the sword to protect the master, and share life and death with you! ”

After all, as soon as the long sword is unfurled, it is a sharp body, standing in front of everyone, eyeing the tiger.

Everyone stared at him, and immediately looked disdainful, and secretly said that they were really shameless, but in the end, everyone still didn't move, as if they were not going to rescue, but were really blocked by others, at least they could get by on face.