Jian Wusheng's expression froze, revealing disbelief, this ...... What's going on?

"Third junior brother, stop!" Jian Wudao snorted, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he fell on Mo Yu, his eyes flashed with shock, doubt, excitement and other emotions, which were extremely complicated.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and slowly spoke, "A few junior brothers and sisters, haven't you noticed that the scene in front of you is extremely similar to my sword path, a legendary thing. ”

A blank flash flashed in Jian Wuya's eyes, but he soon widened his eyes violently, and his breathing became rapid, "Sword Dedication!"

Because of his excitement, his voice was slightly sharp and weird at the moment.

But now, no one paid attention to this, and everyone's hearts were stormy after hearing his words!

Jian Wudao's voice came out in a low voice, "Dedicate yourself to the king of the sword, even if you are destroyed, you will have no regrets...... This sect originally thought that this was just an impossible legend in kendo, but he didn't expect to be able to witness it today. ”

His gaze fell on Mo Yu's set, and it became extremely profound.

Every time, Jian Wudao thought that he had seen Yumo clearly enough, but after a long time, he would find out that he still underestimated him.

Triggered the dedication of the sword, that shows that there is a hidden one in him, the true King of the Sword, with the help of the power of the sealed sword of the Sword Pavilion for generations, to restore his strength.

If he can get such a king-level supreme divine sword, his strength will inevitably skyrocket, and the entire Sword Sect may be saved.

A scorching heat welled up from Jian Wudao's eyes, but he soon became struggling, and finally sighed lightly, completely suppressing this thought.

The Sword King is so proud, it recognizes Mo Yu, but it may not recognize him.

What's more, Yumo is under the guardianship of the Ten Million Long Sword Sword of the Sealed Sword Pavilion, and even if he makes a move, he will not be able to succeed.

"Sect Master!" Jian Wuya's expression was complicated, "What should we do now?"

Jian Wudao was silent for a moment, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then nodded heavily, "Wait! All we can do is wait!"

The corners of Jian Wuya's mouth moved, and he looked at Mo Yu in the thousands of long swords, wanting to say something, but he didn't say much after all.

Jian Wusheng and the others also had an extra layer of haze on their faces.

This is the Sealed Sword Pavilion, and the Sword Sect has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, so it has today's scale and heritage.

Now, they have to watch it be destroyed, and their hearts will not be good.

Jian Wudao's gaze swept over, and he sighed lightly: "The dedication of the sword is a voluntary matter of the long sword in the Sealed Sword Pavilion, and it has nothing to do with the seventh junior brother. Besides, after today's events, maybe the Sealed Sword Pavilion will be destroyed in one fell swoop, but my Sword Sect will also have a king-level divine sword coming out!"

His expression returned to calm, and his eyes flashed with wisdom, "Although we don't get along much, the seventh junior brother is a person, and he can still detect one or two for the brother." He has received such a great favor from my Sword Sect this time, how can it be regarded as if it has not happened. On other days, when my Sword Sect went through the tribulation, if the Seventh Senior Brother could make a move, the vitality of my Sword Sect would be able to increase by a few chips. ”

Jian Wuya, Jian Wusheng and the others were shocked, they just couldn't figure it out for a while, and they were reminded by Jian Wudao, and they suddenly woke up.

The destruction of the Sealed Sword Pavilion is irreversible, and taking this opportunity to get closer to the Seventh Senior Brother is the best choice for the Sword Sect.

If he has a bad attitude, it will only make him deviate from morality, and the Sword Sect will really gain nothing!

"Sect Master is wise!"

The five of them saluted at the same time, and when they got up, they looked again, their eyes still a little complicated, but they had become calm.

......

The long sword is like a forest, and the sword is shocking!

Mo Yu closed his eyes, and the black sword robe on his body flew up and down, making a hunting sound.

In the depths of the eyebrows, a scorching heat, getting heavier and heavier, like a silent volcano, gradually recovering!

Suddenly, a sword roar sounded in the depths of his soul, and then a cordiality was born.

Mo Yu raised his hand, and the crimson light in his palm flowed, gradually condensing into a dark red long sword.

It is crystal clear throughout, like the purest fire crystal in the world, carefully polished.

A monstrous sword momentum soared into the sky, and a powerful and majestic aura filled the entire space.

Majestic, solemn, like a supreme king, looking down on his subjects.

Buzz –

Buzz –

Countless long swords suspended in the air vibrated at the same time at this moment, revealing joy and excitement. The fiery sword momentum surged wildly, like a meteor, releasing the last of its brilliance.

That terrifying aura actually made the entire heaven and earth become distorted, forming a pure sword world!

Between heaven and earth, there is only the way of the sword!

The Xuanhuang Sword, one of the three major forms of the Xuanhuang Palace, was revived, and Mo Yu's strength soared, but at this moment, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

The dedication of the sword, the king is now, and the rest are destroyed!

Smack-

Countless light sounds came out at the same time, giving people the feeling that it was like a long sword floating in the sky, collapsing and dissipating like a phantom.

Swaying, countless dust, sprinkled on the earth.

Mo Yu suddenly raised his hand, and the Xuanhuang Sword slashed towards the sky, and a sword shadow rose into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

There was a brief silence, and the sky twisted violently, and then it exploded, and infinite swords were horizontal.

Crush everything!

At this moment, it seems like the sky is collapsing!

Mo Yu's voice was low, "With the sky collapsing, send you all off!"

The Xuanhuang Sword shook and made peace with him.

The sound of human voices and swords overshadowed everything and clearly reached everyone's ears.

Jian Wudao's body shook, and in his eyes, there were more three points of gentleness.

Jian Xiu regarded the sword as a friend, a teacher, and a life, and Mo Yu's actions made him feel a lot better.

Taking a breath, he stepped forward and said, "The dedication of the sword is their voluntary act, and the junior disciple doesn't have to be sentimental. Moreover, being able to integrate themselves into the King-level Excalibur was also an honor for them. ”

As he spoke, he bowed to the Xuanhuang Sword in Mo Yu's hand, nothing else, just a sword cultivator, respect for the king-level divine sword.

Mo Yu took a breath, his expression calmed down, he turned around and looked, his gaze swept over the seventy-six Sword Sect disciples.

After a slight groan, he raised his hand, and the Xuanhuang Sword trembled slightly!

Buzz –

Buzz –

One after another sword shadows appeared, and immediately attracted the infinite heaven and earth elemental power, which was frantically injected into it.

After a few breaths, everything calmed down, and seventy-six dark red swords appeared.

"Although these long swords are condensed by Yuan Force, they contain a trace of the king-level divine sword sword momentum, which can automatically absorb the power and recover, and will not be destroyed unless it is subjected to a powerful force beyond the limit of resistance. ”

"The Sealed Sword Pavilion has been destroyed, and this seat has condensed seventy-six long swords and sent them to you. As he spoke, Mo Yu waved his sleeves, and seventy-six long swords flew directly in front of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Jian Wudao's eyes lit up, and he whispered in his mouth: "Given by the Seventh Elder, don't you wait to thank you!"

Seventy-six Sword Sect disciples took the long sword with both hands, feeling the terrifying power it contained, and suddenly their faces showed ecstasy, and they knelt on one knee in unison, and shouted in a low voice, "Thank you, Seventh Elder!"

Mo Yu turned around, "Senior Brother Sect Master." ”

Jian Wudao smiled kindly, "Seventh Senior Brother!"

"With me, the Sword Sect will not be destroyed. ”

It's a promise.