In the small pavilion, there is an endless chill.

I only heard a dragon groan, the sword light flashed, and the sword in Gong Jiu's hand was already out of the sheath.

I saw that Gong Jiu's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he suddenly took a step forward, the floor tiles under his feet were shattered and splashed, and a sword flew like lightning, and it had stabbed towards Xia Yunmo.

The sword roared and the dragon chanted, and the sword qi was swallowed, and it surged in all directions, and dense cobwebs appeared in the entire pavilion in an instant, bursting open.

In the sword light, it seems to have spirituality, and it has become extremely evil, and it is full of an indescribable sense of oppression.

The power of this sword is no longer under the Heavenly Flying Immortal of the White Cloud City Lord.

The beef soup had long been dodged aside, but Xia Yunmo was still sitting on the stool.

The compelling sword intent was everywhere, making Xia Yunmo feel cold all over.

Xia Yunmo was not in a hurry, and with a flick of his fingers, the teacup on the table had already flown out, carrying this thousand powers, and slammed on the tip of the sword.

With a "click", the cup instantly turned into powder.

The sword body did not deviate at all, and still stabbed straight towards Xia Yunmo.

And Xia Yunmo also turned into a wisp of breeze at this time and floated out.

When he first came out of the world, light work was originally a weakness. But now, his light skills are the best in the world.

But wherever he floated, the flashing and flying sword light immediately followed.

The sword light is like a lightning bolt, and its edge and speed are unimaginable.

Wherever the sword light went, the pavilions and pavilions collapsed, the big trees broke off at the waist, and the birds in the air were urged by the sword qi and fell, and in the blink of an eye, they were stirred into a ball of minced meat by the sword light.

Wherever the sword goes, nothing is indestructible.

The sword momentum should also be a blow, then decline, and three exhaustions.

But Gong Jiu's sword momentum shifted with time, not only did it not decay, but it became stronger and stronger.

Xia Yunmo's body was still retreating, he was about to be forced into a corner, and there was nowhere to retreat.

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Nagong Jiu's mouth, and his eyes flashed with crazy colors, only to hear him shout: "Die!" ”

After saying that, his arm shook, and the sword light suddenly soared, and it was about to pierce Xia Yunmo's eyebrows.

Beef soup stood aside, her face was already blooming with a beautiful smile, and there was excitement in her eyes, as if she was going to see Xia Yunmo pierced by this sword in the next moment.

And Xia Yunmo's fight naturally attracted the attention of other invisible people, and they cast their eyes one after another, stroking their palms and laughing, revealing their happiness.

They were seriously injured by Xia Yunmo on the big boat, how could they not laugh in this situation.

And in Xia Yunmo's hand, a branch had already appeared.

The leaves on the branches had been powdered by the sword qi, leaving only bare branches.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Yunmo had already made a lightning move.

He didn't thrust forward, but his arm was from the bottom up, his wrist was up, and the branch was a little upward.

With a "dang" sound, the branch was already on the spine of the sword.

The compelling sword light, the sword qi that filled the sky, disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Xia Yunmo observed for a long time, and this three inches is the biggest flaw in this sword.

The flaw was originally inconspicuous, but when Gong Jiu urged with all his strength, the flaw would become bigger, which was the best time for Xia Yunmo to make a move.

Gong Jiu felt that there was a huge force on the sword body, and blood flowed from the tiger's mouth, and the sword had already flown out of his hand and was inserted in the grass not far away.

After flying Gong Jiu's sword, Xia Yunmo's wrist was flattened again, and the branch had already pierced flatly.

Although Xia Yunmo only used wooden branches, and it was not a subtle move, Gong Jiu's heart was already cold, and the whole person was like being in a 10,000-year-old ice.

Gong Jiu was born noble, but he was the son of the Taiping King, and he wanted the wind to be windy, and he wanted rain and rain.

He has learned martial arts since he was a child, and he is a martial arts genius who is rare to see in a century.

Others practice stunts that may not be able to achieve anything in a lifetime, but he can easily practice them.

In terms of swordsmanship, he has a talent that ordinary people can't reach.

The level of his martial arts is really very much unimaginable.

Then, he practiced many other martial arts from the old man, making his martial arts more refined, and he even learned some life-saving methods.

Even if he put him in a coffin, threw it into the sea, and seven days later, lowered the coffin and fished it up, he didn't do anything.

There are very few people in the world who can fight with him in a move and a half.

And the one who can beat him in martial arts may be the only one who is the little old man.

He had never really had his life in danger, and he had never felt fear.

But in the face of this ordinary wooden branch, an ordinary thorn, he has given birth to a kind of fear, a fear that he has never had.

It's the fear of death!

It's true that Gong Jiu is a masochist, but he never wants to die, and he still wants to sit on that chair in the imperial city.

"Stop! You give me a stop! ”

Gong Jiu became hideous in an instant, and his jade-like face became like a beast.

His eyes flashed red, as if they were two erupting volcanoes, and it was difficult to suppress them.

But how could Xia Yunmo listen to him, the branch in his hand was still stabbing forward.

Gong Jiu could only retreat and burst back.

Although his light skills are not as good as his swordsmanship, they are definitely not slow, which is enough to make most people in the rivers and lakes embarrassed.

With a sweep of his body, he flew upside down seven or eight feet away.

At the same time, he also stretched out his palm, his fingers were slightly bent, and he pushed forward, like a cover, towards Xia Yunmo.

His palm glowed with golden light, and an invisible aura shrouded Xia Yunmo.

The wind in the air had stopped, and the fallen leaves had stopped flying, as if the air shield had isolated him from another world.

However, although his speed was fast, it was not as fast as Xia Yunmo's sword.

Although his aura shield was isolated from the world, it could not isolate Xia Yunmo's sword.

The branches of the trees pierced the sky and stabbed like meteors.

"Praise", devastating, almost without pause, the air shield has been shattered.

Suddenly, endless sword qi had poured out of Gong Jiu.

Gong Jiu's clothes suddenly cracked open many cracks, and the whole body was cut by the strong sword qi, and many small blood holes appeared.

Immediately afterwards, his whole body was forced by the sword, his mouth spat blood, and his body seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer, flying upside down for more than ten zhang, and only after breaking a wall did he stop.

He still struggled to get up, the blood in his mouth kept overflowing, with fear and anger in his eyes, he pointed at Xia Yunmo and said, "You...... You. ”

Then as soon as he turned his head, he fainted, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

And the beef soup hurriedly ran over, helped him up, and said anxiously: "Ninth brother, ninth brother." ”

All the invisible people were stunned and almost dropped their jaws.

They could never have imagined that such a great form would be reversed by a branch, and that it would be turned so quickly and so completely.

"Good, good, good, worthy of the sword master Xia Yunmo."

Suddenly, an old man stepped out of the shadows on the side, clapping his hands and smiling appreciatively.