"The sword is out, and the blood washes the world. The emperor is domineering, and the emperor is absolutely desolate. Where the sword goes, those who stand in it are invincible,"

In the pitch-black sky, the purple gold sword light was revealed, and the sword gang confided. Zixiao held the Zixiao sword, like an emperor descending.

On the opposite side of Zixiao, Mo Lao shouted loudly and compiled a mantra from the first style sword technique, the Emperor Sword Gang. Then at the moment before Zixiao could react, the long sword swung sharply.

At this moment, thousands of mountains and rivers seemed to appear in the void. The emperor stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were as bright as a sword, and the blood washed the world.

The sword gang blooming on the long sword in Mo Lao's hand was like the emperor's eyes flashing. In an instant, Zixiao just moved, and he didn't have time to rush towards Mo Lao. But it felt as if the heavens and the earth were pressing against him. A sword slashed down from the sky.

Zixiao's complexion changed, and the coercion of death enveloped him in an instant.

There was only a flash of fear in his eyes. The purple gold sword in his hand bloomed on the purple sword gang, but before he could attack, he could only swing upwards suddenly, wanting to block the sword gang that fell from the sky.

Mo Lao's sword gang, like the emperor's eyes, carried the momentum of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and slashed down. Domineering and merciless.

Zixiao's sword gang just touched it lightly, and his whole body trembled. In the face of the emperor-like sword gang, he was like an ant, and he couldn't afford to resist.

The arm holding the sword barely lasted even the blink of an eye, and the arm directly turned into powder.

The Zixiao Sword came out of his hand, and the sword gang dissipated directly. Mo Lao's sword gang slashed down even more. Zixiao's body was divided into two, directly broken in half, separated into a blood mist in the sky, and fell from the sky.

Mo Lao waved his long sword, pointed at the ground with the sword in his right hand, and carried it with his left hand, with a great aura of immortal wind and bones. He opened his mouth lightly again, and said the first formula of the Emperor's Sword Technique he had just compiled: "The sword is out, and the blood washes the world." The emperor is domineering, the emperor is absolutely desolate, the sword is invincible, and the blocker is invincible. ”

The clones cultivated by the One Qi Transformation and Three Qings can be fused with the body, and they can also be divided into two. After separation, even if the doppelganger dies or receives any kind of blow, the body will not feel it.

At this time, the doppelganger Zixiao was stabbed in two sections, but Hao Yunzheng didn't feel it at all. Instead, his eyes were full of shock, and he completely fell into the realm when Mo Lao used his sword technique just now.

This move Emperor Jian Gang was created by his own hands, and he originally thought that it had been completed, but he didn't want to, there were still so many flaws. At this time, it was displayed in the hands of Mo Lao, and that was the real Great Perfection. This made Haoyun Zheng admire thousands of eight hundred in his heart.

Listening to Mo Lao's words, he recalled the demeanor of Mo Lao when he performed this trick just now. Hao Yunzheng recalled every action and every momentum, and muttered: "The sword is out, and the blood washes the world." The emperor is domineering, and the emperor is absolutely desolate. Where the sword goes, the blocker is invincible...... It turned out to be like this,"

From the battle just now, Hao Yunzheng could see that when Mo Lao used this move, he only used the strength of the early stage of the Divine Power Realm, and he didn't use his strength to bully people at all. Even, Mo Lao didn't have the sword technique talisman that had cultivated the emperor's sword technique, so with just one sword move, he could easily kill the Zixiao clone who had already cultivated the sword technique talisman. From here, Mo Lao even took a step back in this battle.

Muttering the mantra compiled by Mo Lao, Hao Yunzheng's mind kept flashing the demeanor of Mo Lao's sword trick just now, and suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

Looking down, I saw that the two corpses that fell to the ground just now turned into purple gold rays in an instant, and finally fused together, and condensed into Zixiao's clone body.

Although the current Haoyun Zheng, whether it is the main body or the two clones, the cultivation has not reached the immortal realm. However, the two clones are carried by divine objects, so as long as some great power does not personally intervene, it is impossible to completely destroy them. Therefore, even if you have two swords and two sections, you can recover quickly.

Of course, this so-called fast, that also takes time. It's like this at this time. Although it seems to have recovered, it still needs to be consolidated with the divine power in the body before it can be regarded as a real recovery.

And now Haoyun Zheng has realized in his heart, where can he wait for Zixiao's clone to slowly recover.

If Zixiao's clone does not recover, even if Haoyun Zheng's body wants to use the Zixiao Sword, it will be impossible. At that moment, Hao Yunzheng looked up at Mo Lao and said, "What kind of sword does your old man hide, give me one, I'll try it,"

Mo Lao stood in the void and smiled faintly.

After all, he is the instrument spirit of this Nine Heavens Disc Dragon Jade Wrench, if he is unwilling, even Hao Yunzheng, who is the master, will be difficult to find the treasures he collects.

Hearing this, Mo Lao's eyes flashed. On the thumb of Hao Yunzheng's left hand, a black light flashed on the finger of the Nine Heavens Panlong Jade Wrench, and then a long sword as black as ink, three feet and three inches long, with a slender sword body, and a black sword spike hanging, turned out to be a literary sword.

When Hao Yunzheng saw it, a Ling Ran color immediately rose in his heart. Although I don't know what kind of sword it is, I can feel that this sword seems to have spirituality.

No, it can't be said as if, it should be spiritual. Because at the moment when Hao Yunzheng had this feeling, he clearly felt that a black figure appeared on the body of the sword, which was the sword spirit of this sword.

The sword spirit carried his hands behind his back, and looking at the costume, it turned out to be a black robe. As soon as it appeared on the sword body, the sword body immediately exuded a Ling Ran aura, as if it wanted to sweep away all the injustices in the world.

"Good sword...... , "I couldn't help but applaud in my heart, Haoyun Zheng never thought that Mo Lao still had so many collections.

Not to mention anything else, this sword, as long as it is a person who knows the goods, will know that it is a heaven-level divine weapon at a glance. Among the Taoist magic weapons, it is also an immortal-level magic weapon, and it is also the top-level one.

At that moment, Hao Yunzheng did not hesitate, and his body instantly turned into a pillar of light, soaring into the sky.

Mo Lao, who was standing in the air, watched him quietly, and as soon as he rushed up, his figure immediately moved.

His left hand was still on his back, but his right hand was already shaking with his sword.

In an instant, I saw the sword light flashing in the sky, giving people a kind of scene of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers being fully displayed, and the emperor of the eight desolations. The emperor's eyes flashed, and it was the sword gang in Mo Lao's hand that appeared, tearing the heavens and the earth, and slashing towards Haoyun Zheng.

At the same time, the long sword in Hao Yunzheng's hand, which was all black, also shook, and suddenly the sword light rushed into the sky, and the image of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers appeared, showing the power of the overlord. The emperor's eyes flashed, and the sword gang tore through the sky, from the bottom up, and slashed past.

Mo Lao's sword gang is from top to bottom, and Hao Yunzheng's sword gang is from bottom to top.

Seeing the situation, both of them took a step back almost at the same time. The last two sword lights streaked through. Two huge visions in the sky also collided.

At this moment, it was as if there were really two heavens and earths colliding with each other. In the void thousands of feet high, it was directly shattered inch by inch. Like glass, a black hole appeared in an instant.

Mo Lao and Hao Yunzheng's body flew away at the same time, leaving this place, and finally landed on the ground at the same time.

Hao Yunzheng looked at the sword in his hand, thinking back to the hard fight with Mo Lao just now, Hao Yunzheng only felt full of disbelief. He really didn't expect that such a display of the Emperor Sword Gang would be so powerful.

"It's amazing," Hao Yunzheng praised without pretentiousness.

"Hehe, kid, your Zixiao clone has recovered, let's take a look at the second move, Sword Gang Youlong.

The voice fell, and Mo Lao looked at the void. The spatial barrier that had been shattered there just now had been restored.

With a flicker, Mo Lao rushed out of the sky again.

Zixiao, the doppelganger on the side, also shook his body at this moment and stood up. His face was a little pale, and it was obvious that the divine power in his body had not yet recovered. But this didn't hinder his combat effectiveness. At that moment, he also soared into the sky and chased after Mo Lao.

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(Tianjin)