Looking at Wang Mang with a shocked face, Zhao Moqian suddenly retreated a few feet, and used his skills to force poison.

Wang Mang sighed in his heart, quickly clicked on the system, and directly clicked to learn the sword spectrum of warding off evil spirits.

It's not that Wang Mang didn't want to rush up and give Zhao Moqian a hard time, but Zhao Moqian had already taken precautions, and when he retreated, several innate masters around him surrounded him and protected him.

Fortunately, Wang Mang knew that with Zhao Moqi's strength, there was no very good chance, and it was almost impossible to kill Zhao Moqian with the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle.

Although according to Lu Yao, the evil sword is an artifact of the Yin and can also deal with Zhao Moqi, but according to the system, it does require the kung fu of the Yin.

At the critical moment, although Wang Mang was still a little worried about the evil sword, he couldn't take care of it at this time.

In just an instant, Wang Mang entered the state of learning the sword spectrum of warding off evil spirits, and in a minute, Wang Mang's whole person was immersed in the vastness of the sword to ward off evil spirits.

And although Zhao Moqian noticed that Wang Mang was a little abnormal at the moment, the toxicity of the rainstorm pear flower needle was extremely strong, and Zhao Moqian put all his energy into the poison, and it was not enough, so he had no time to care about Wang Mang's affairs anymore.

Suddenly, the scene suddenly calmed down.

"What kind of weapon did Your Majesty just use, it is so powerful!"

"I don't know, looking at Zhao Moqi's appearance, it seems that he has been poisoned!"

"It seems that this battle is still to be seen, but what is Your Majesty doing now?"

"I don't know, it can't be a temporary practice!"

"Hahaha. ”

A minute seems to be very slow, but in the blink of an eye, Wang Mang and Zhao Moqian opened their eyes almost immediately and looked at each other, but compared to just now, Zhao Moqi's face was a little more pale, and all the toxicity on the palm of his hand was forced back to one finger by Zhao Moqian with great skill, and when he looked at it, on Zhao Moqi's right hand, one finger was black and shiny.

Stretching out his hand and pointing at Wang Mang, Zhao Moqian said coldly: "Your Majesty really impressed this seat, I didn't expect that Your Majesty's hands are full of such a bloody poison that seals the throat, if this guess is good, the one Zhao Zhiheng looked for last time died on your poison." ”

Wang Mang's spirit is flying at the moment, the real evil sword is really as Wang Mang guessed, there is no need to practice from the palace at all, the swordsmanship is treacherous, and it is really yin to evil, and the end is infinitely powerful and endlessly changing.

Hearing Zhao Moqian speak, Wang Mang smiled and said, "You have good eyesight!"

"In addition to good eyesight, this seat has better strength!" Zhao Moqian smiled: "In addition, if this seat guessed correctly, your secret weapon should be a one-time consumption secret weapon, just now you ran out, and now it should be gone." ”

"So what?" Wang Mang said with a smile.

"How?" Zhao Moqian laughed, pointed at Wang Mang and said coldly: "Your strength is not as good as this seat, and the secret weapon in your hand has been used up, you said that you have nothing to do except die!"

"It's a big breath!" Lu Yao exclaimed unhappily.

"Little girl, don't be nosy, others are afraid of your Lu family, but this seat is not afraid!" Zhao Moqian smiled, looked at Wang Mang and said: "Don't expect those innate masters behind you to help me, Liu Si, Xie San, Wang Wu, Zhang San, and Zhao Da, you bring people to this seat to stare at these people, this seat doesn't want anyone to disturb the decisive battle with His Majesty!"

"Childe, rest assured, we will live up to Childe's trust!"

Several long howls rang out violently from behind Zhao Mo, and he saw that the five innate masters directly killed Lu Yuan and the others, followed by dozens of black shadows, all of whom were elite figures among the shadow assassins.

The best defense is offense!

Zhao Moqian is undoubtedly proficient in this way, and all the masters under him are killed, all of them are killed by everyone behind Wang Mang, in this way, no matter how many masters there are behind Wang Mang, under the current situation, there is no power to rescue Wang Mang in a short period of time.

Masters are fighting, fleeting.

Zhao Moqian did not fight for a long time, only seizing the day, in an instant, Zhao Moqian let out a long laugh, lifted the spear stuck in the ground behind him, the spear shook, and stabbed at Wang Mang fiercely.

Only by facing this gun directly did Wang Mang know how powerful Zhao Moqi's marksmanship was.

But Wang Mang a minute ago and Wang Mang a minute later, the strength is also very different, the sound of the sword in Wang Mang's hand suddenly sounded, and a rusty sword suddenly appeared in Wang Mang's hand, when the sword first appeared, it was still rusty, but under the stimulation of Wang Mang's body, but in a moment, the rust was all gone, and it suddenly bloomed with a bright sharpness.

With the sword in hand, I have it in the world!

Wang Mang's long sword was unfurled, and he gently swung towards Zhao Moqi, just like the sunset of the long river, boundless falling wood, within one move, there were countless changes, countless futures, this is no longer a simple swordsmanship, it is already similar to the Dao method.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Zhao Moqi's eyes flashed countless sword shadows, and he screamed wildly, and between the spears flying, hundreds of shots were instantly lit out, and he blocked Wang Mang's sword with absolute strength.

Wang Mang swung his sword away from the air, stepped on the seven stars, the long sword in his hand trembled, and his whole body was running, and he didn't care about the endless chill emanating from Zhao Mo's body.

Sure enough, it's Zhiyin Kung Fu to Zhiyin Kung Fu!

Wang Mang's heart system really didn't deceive himself, and this evil sword is indeed the kung fu of the yin, with this magic skill to protect the body, Wang Mang and Zhao Mo's strength has been pulled to the same level again, to be precise, Wang Mang's strength is already stronger than Zhao Mo'an.

Zhao Moqian obviously felt this change, as soon as the spear moved, the entire body of the spear was instantly covered with a layer of snow-white ice, and the surroundings of Zhao Moqian were like a cold winter, cold and unhuman.

Wang Mang couldn't help but change color, and in an instant, Wang Mang actually felt that he had received some influence again.

Damn, what the hell is this kung fu, how can it be so evil!

Wang Mang scolded in his heart, the long sword in his hand shook, and under the full operation of the evil sword technique, Wang Mang's speed was like lightning, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhao Mo's eyebrows.

Quick!

Wang Mang already felt that if he allowed Zhao Moqian to continue to use it, even if he practiced the evil sword, he might not be able to get Zhao Moqian. Zhao Moqian himself knew this, and it was the first time he avoided Wang Mang's sword blade and dodged.

"No, Zhao Moqian is actually hiding!"

"Didn't he still have the upper hand just now?

"Your Majesty is amazing!"

"It's not Your Majesty who is powerful, it's Your Majesty's sword that is powerful!"

"That sword should be the legendary sword to ward off evil spirits!

"Not only that sword, have you found that His Majesty's swordsmanship is very imaginary with the legendary swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits?"

"When you say that, it's really a bit like that! But when did the evil sword become so powerful?"

"The evil sword is already powerful, otherwise how could the Lin family run rampant in the world, it is not powerful now, but it is just a real kung fu, looking at Your Majesty's situation, it is not possible to really get the true essence of the evil sword to ward off evil!"

In the midst of everyone's discussion, Wang Mang's sword came across the air and directly pointed at Zhao Moqi, and time and space at this moment, as if it could not affect Wang Mang's sword at all.

At the critical moment, Zhao Moqi's face changed miserably, and with a horizontal spear, he directly blocked in front of him, and at the critical moment, blocked Wang Mang's fatal sword.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the spear in Zhao Moqi's hand made Wang Mang break with a sword!

No!

Zhao Moqian screamed miserably, most of his mastery came from this spear, when this spear fell into his hands, his master once told him that if this spear was interrupted one day, it would be difficult for others to survive.

Zhao Moqian also asked his master, what should he do if there is really this day?

His master just told him how far to run, how far to run!

In this regard, Zhao Moqian just sneered, what a genius he Zhao Moqian is, how could he have the time to flee in embarrassment, and the spear in his hand is even more powerful than an artifact, how can it be broken?

So in the face of his master's warning, Zhao Moqian agreed on the surface, but he didn't take it to heart at all, and he never left room for doing things, and never planned to fail.

What's more, running away is not his style either!

Yes!

Zhao Moqian held the broken gun in both hands and threw it at Wang Mang fiercely!

Although the gun was broken, Zhao Moqi's broken spear infused with vitality was also a divine weapon.

The long sword shook, Wang Mang broke the broken spear with the sword, and as soon as his footsteps turned, the long sword moved, and another sword stabbed at Zhao Moqi.

It seems that Wang Mang's sword is coming across the sky, but in fact, there are countless sword moves in this sword, and almost all the ways in the six directions of Zhao Moqi's front and back, left and right, up and down, are almost dead.

The saint made a move, and there was a saying that the net was open, but this evil sword technique was extremely vicious, leaving no room at all, and not giving a way out.

What a person Zhao Moqian is, how vicious his eyes are!

From Wang Mang's sword, he seemed to see the truth of heaven and earth, he knew that with his strength, even if the spear was still in his hand, he couldn't dodge, he couldn't understand why Wang Mang's strength had improved so much in a moment's effort.

Yes!

In Zhao Moqi's roar, the veins visible to the naked eye on his body all burst directly, and the temperature around his body dropped sharply by dozens of degrees, and in the blink of an eye, an ice wall appeared in front of Zhao Moqi.

"What kind of kung fu is this!"

"How can there be a wall of ice!"

"It's cold!"

The onlookers were stunned for a moment when they saw the scene in front of Zhao Moqi, and with their brains, they couldn't imagine how Zhao Moqian had made such a big ice wall in front of him.

Wang Mang was also a little surprised, his sword was not accepted, and a sword stabbed on the ice wall in front of Zhao Moqi.

Click!

The ice wall made Wang Mang's sword stab out a few ice cubes and fall to the ground, but the sword momentum stopped, behind the ice wall, Zhao Moqian laughed and said: "Your Majesty, your swordsmanship is indeed powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, what can you do to me?"

"You're too early to rejoice!"

Wang Mang glanced at Zhao Moqian coldly, the long sword in his hand was retracted, and suddenly put on a sword momentum, and then the sword body shook and stabbed at the ice wall again, in Zhao Moqi's sneer, the long sword in Wang Mang's hand suddenly rotated at the moment when it pierced into the ice wall, like a high-speed rotating awl, directly punching a small hole in Zhao Moqi's ice wall.

"It can't be!"

In Zhao Moqi's roar, Wang Mang's sword directly pierced the ice wall and stabbed into Zhao Moqi's eyebrows!