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"I, Mo Changsheng, have never seen someone as arrogant as you, very good, today I will completely destroy you, and there will be no chance to come out. ”

When Xiao Yu and Mo Changsheng met for the first time, they asked themselves if there was anything wrong with what they had done, but at this moment they were so hostile to Mo Changsheng, no matter how good his temper was, there was a lot of arrogance in his heart.

Xiao Yu slowly closed his eyes, the Sanyang Jue in his mind was running rapidly, and he had comprehended a lot of mysteries in the duel between him and Shu Luohua Wei Wuji just now, and he could take this opportunity to integrate the Sanyang Source Qi more completely.

Although Xiao Yu fought against the three masters in a row, his source qi was far more abundant than others, and now that the three yang source qi was running to the peak, Xiao Yu asked himself that he would definitely have a chance to defeat Mo Changsheng within ten breaths.

As soon as the thought was established, Xiao Yu suddenly opened his eyes, and the three-color source qi in his eyes was vertical and horizontal, blending with each other, Xiao Yu flew up, and the golden and black two-color source qi turned into a sword in the air, Xiao Yu pressed it with one palm, and the demon subduing sword and the hidden edge sword perfectly merged into one in the air.

"Qiankun Divine Sword!"

Since there is only ten breaths of time, Xiao Yu will not have any reservations, so the first move is the Qiankun Divine Sword.

Xiao Yu successively summoned the four swords of Demon Subduing, Hidden Blade, God Extermination, and Night God, and now he summoned the Qiankun Divine Sword, and everyone was stunned.

The Qingyuan Pavilion are all the top masters of the major sects, how can they not know the horror of Xiao Yu's divine sword, as long as they have any of these swords, it is enough to laugh at Kyushu, but Xiao Yu has them all, what kind of creation and luck this is.

Mo Changsheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, the palm of his hand was just an ordinary knife, but he didn't know why when it was held in Mo Changsheng's hand, it gave people a feeling that no one could defeat this knife.

Mo Changsheng's eyes were like stars, and he looked at the sky and slashed out.

"Boom!"

I saw the swords collide, bursting out of dazzling brilliance, the Qiankun Divine Sword was condescending, and the momentum swallowed mountains and rivers.

In the face of Xiao Yu's domineering divine sword, Mo Changsheng was as tenacious as an eternal rock, although he was passive, he did not fall into the disadvantage at all.

The disciple of the Purple Mansion shouted loudly, "Two breaths!"

Wei Wuji watched the battle from the sidelines, and secretly sighed in his heart, although Xiao Yu's strength was strong, it was too reckless to propose to defeat Mo Changsheng in ten breaths. Mo Changsheng is famous for his Liaoyuan Sword, he has the strongest toughness in his life, and his knife momentum is endless, no matter how desperate he is forced into, he can derive new power in the desperate situation.

If Xiao Yu really had a fair duel with Mo Changsheng, he might have four or five chances, but now he would definitely not be able to defeat Mo Changsheng with such a brute force attack.

Xiao Yu's expression remained unmoved, and with a grip of his right palm, the Qiankun Divine Sword instantly disillusioned, and almost at the same time, the golden and red light bloomed.

Xiao Yu pressed his right palm towards Mo Changsheng with all his might, only to see the faint long sword behind him transform, turning into a red-gold divine sword in an instant.

"Demon God Sword!"

With Tianyang Source Qi as the base and Kuiyang Source Qi as the soul, the Demon God Sword slashed down unstoppably, forming a huge shock wave in the air, faintly giving birth to the sound of a dragon's groan.

Mo Changsheng's expression was cold, and the phantom behind him faintly transformed, his martial soul turned out to be fire, but this fire was transformed into the appearance of a knife, and it seemed to contain endless power.

Mo Changsheng clenched the long knife with both hands, and slashed forward with the strength of his life.

"Burning the Plains!"

"Boom!"

The passionate groans spread throughout the entire Purple Clothes Building, and countless streams of light rose one after another, watching the battle between the two supreme geniuses in front of them.

Xiao Yu silently recited the word Liaoyuan, and the source qi of his whole body was running at full strength, but it was always difficult to break through the Liaoyuan Sword.

The expressions in the eyes of the disciples of Ziyilou were very complicated, although they believed that Xiao Yu would never be able to defeat Mo Changsheng, but Mo Changsheng was in a situation where he had been suppressed, and it was the first time they had seen it.

Mo Changsheng shouted, the Liaoyuan Sword slashed through a long flame in the air, the Demon God Sword was forced by the powerful sword momentum, and a sword stabbed down obliquely, only to see the earth shook, and countless arm-thick cracks suddenly appeared on the blue jade slab.

The disciple of the Purple Mansion shouted loudly, "Five breaths!"

Xiao Yu's expression remained the same, and the moment the Demon God Sword was taken off, the three-color source qi transformed at the same time.

For the first time since the battle with Void, Xiao Yu sacrificed his strongest sword, and the three-color divine light quickly condensed in the air, transforming into a long sword that was enough to change the color of heaven and earth.

Xiao Yu's right hand is void with the divine sword, and the source qi of his whole body is swirling, like a god coming to earth.

Wei Wuji's face changed, the Demon God Sword was already strong enough, but he didn't expect it to be Xiao Yu's strongest combat power.

The divine sword summoned by the combination of two-color source qi was already so powerful, and the power of the three-color divine sword was even more than he imagined, Wei Wuji thought to himself that if he faced this sword at this moment, I am afraid that even if he sacrificed the most peak strength, the certainty of being able to take this sword would only be less than thirty percent.

Mo Changsheng's brows furrowed, Xiao Yu's super strength had exceeded his expectations, this long sword born from the condensation of the three-color divine light was indeed a rare divine weapon in the world.

Mo Changsheng let out a clear roar, the phantom behind him became more and more real, the flame knife trembled violently behind Mo Changsheng, and the flames rose into the sky, and almost at the same moment, the three-color divine sword burst out of the air, startling dozens of zhang long brilliance.

"Three-element sword!"

At this moment, Xiao Yu summoned the three-element sword, even he himself was shocked by the power of the three-element sword, and the air around him was all distorted, even if he was nearly a hundred zhang away, he could feel the pressure that forced into his soul.

The faces of the elders of the Purple Cloth Building all showed a look of surprise, such a powerful sword actually came from the hands of the Seven Star Breaking Spirit, Rao is they have seen countless things, and they also became puzzled at this moment.

Mo Chang's long knife rose against the wind, and the infinite flames were like the Nine Heavens Divine Fire, endless.

"Emperor Liaoyuan!"

Two powerful and extremely powerful energies collided inexorably in the air, giving birth to a halo dozens of zhang wide, and the central energy rotated extremely quickly, releasing a sharp humming sound.

"Boom!"

In the midst of all the attention, Mo Changsheng's feet suddenly fell, and he actually fell half a foot into the next shengsheng.

The disciples of the Purple Mansion were shocked, could it be that their senior brother would really be defeated at the hands of an unknown young man within ten breaths.

Everyone was frightened, and saw that the three-yuan sword unstoppably broke through the Liaoyuan sword, piercing Mo Changsheng to the ground.

"What!"

All the disciples of the Purple Mansion exclaimed one after another, even Wei Wuji and Chi Yan had shocked expressions on their faces.

Could it be that Xiao Yu's three-element sword was really so powerful that even Mo Changsheng was killed on the ground?

The disciples of the Purple Mansion were furious, and they wanted to rush up and tear Xiao Yu apart, and the familiar sound of breaking the air sounded in their ears, and everyone hurriedly raised their heads and looked into the air.