Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Sword Heart is Clear, and My Way is Natural

The two men with knives did not object.

They were very relieved about the blood oath, and they didn't believe that the old man with the sword would dare to go back on his word.

Again.

Zhou Yutong just attacked with a lotus flower, which made them very annoyed.

Then they will work together to kill them to vent their hatred!

......

Don't ask it's very uncomfortable!

He was caught between an old man and a young man.

The old man turned into a domain and enveloped him.

The will weighed on him like a dark cloud over the earth.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and from time to time there were lightning bolts striking him.

Fortunately......

He can absorb thunder and lightning, converting it into his own energy.

The two didn't notice.

I just thought that he had strong spiritual power, amazing strength, and strong will.

He put away the Star Sword.

One hand holds an unknown sword, and the other hand is clenched into a fist mark.

He was pressed very tightly by the two, but fortunately, the spiritual power was continuous and he could survive it.

He is dual-minded.

Comprehend the thunder and lightning field with the heart sword.

The sword intent in his heart is condensed, and he wants to break through the dark clouds that shroud his heart, and the cold light shines in Kyushu.

"Hey, do you want me to help?" Yinchen's voice came into his ears.

He somewhat saw Mo Wen's thoughts, but he was a little unsure.

Otherwise, why use such a sluggish style of play?

The Star Sword was put away, and the phantom array was not used.

Isn't that putting yourself in danger?

But don't ask how you are the kind of person who is willing to suffer?

Obviously, I just want to do something ingenious!

"I'm tired of Yin Gongzi watching from the sidelines, don't let people disturb us!" Mo Wen shook his head, and at the same time asked Silver Dust to sweep the formation for himself.

"Okay! Let's take a look at Mo Gongzi's peerless demeanor here!" Yinchen laughed, and his spear was stuck on the ground.

A pair of eyes are bright, looking around.

As long as someone wants to bother, don't ask.

He will definitely not hesitate to make a move!

......

Mo Wen nodded with satisfaction.

Silver dust is usually very pompous.

But it's really reliable at the critical moment!

Never exceptional!

He withdrew his heart and continued to comprehend the field.

He amplified the pressure that the field was giving him.

......

That will is more and more vast and majestic.

Like the god of thunder and lightning grasping his heart with one hand.

Divine majesty is inviolable.

It is as if the judgment of heaven is about to come, which is inevitable and unstoppable.

It was an extreme feeling of imminent death.

His heart was beating faster and faster.

But it was suppressed, and there was no sense of exuberance.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

But it's like it's only trembling at breakneck speed......

He suddenly had a feeling of suffocation.

The breath of death haunts my heart.

......

He thought of Xu Youjian.

When he was young, he raised a sword for the world of the sect.

Afterward......

He held the sword for her.

Fight for her sword.

No matter in troubled times.

Or God doesn't care.

And what about yourself?

And what about yourself?

......

Don't ask the heart to go crazy.

The breath of death was almost condensed, like a sharp thorn about to pierce the heart.

He subconsciously recited the mantra given by Silver Dust.

The heart is as pure as water, and the water is the heart.

The breeze is silent, and the waves are not alarmed.

......

is unwilling and angry.

Lifted the sword himself.

So why do you hold a sword?

Why do you hold a sword?

Why?

Why?

......

Just to kill all the enemies!

Wipe out the grievances in your heart!

Ask for a pleasure and comfort!

Ask a young frivolity!

......

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Knock knock!

The sound of a pounding heartbeat sounded again.

Boom!

Sword coming!

Pierce the clouds!

Glory to Kyushu!

My sword is God!

What the god of thunder,

What Heavenly Dao ruling,

Roll it all out!

Now it's me sword for God!

Now it's my sword for the sky!

The oppressed dark cloud was pierced by a beam of sword light.

The brilliant light between heaven and earth shines.

A piece of clarity!

The sword heart is clear, and my way is natural!

......

Mo Wen's eyes burst out with two rays of light.

turned into a sword aura and shot directly at the young man in front of him.

"Ahh

He shouted.

His eyes tingled.

There were two drops of blood red in the pupils.

Zheng!

The sword of the stars hummed.

From the space ring came out in an instant.

It turns into a streamer phantom.

Suddenly!

The young man's throat splattered with blood.

Splashed into a blooming blood flower.

He's dead.

The horror in his eyes was covered with the blood red in his pupils.

"Dust!" the old man roared, his face full of disbelief.

How so?

How so?

How could Chen'er suddenly die!

"Ah!" he cried, a look of pain on his face.

Is that...... That's his own grandson!

He only ...... yesterday I just said it...... To sweep through your peers...... Want...... Become a powerhouse like no other in the world......

That firm oath is still ringing in my ears!

But why...... Why?

Why is fate so unfair?

Why did he die here?

Thief God!

Why are you?

Why!

He regretted it!

I regret why I promised to let my grandson hone himself slowly!

The person in front of him is not a sheep at all!

He's a man-eating wolf!

"Hahahaha!" the old man laughed maniacally, and bright red tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, which crossed his old and wrinkled face.

The killing intent that had been silent for many years burst out in an instant.

He remembers...... Last Killing...... It was forty years ago......

That night, he slaughtered a whole family.

Right now...... Is it retribution?

But anyway!

Right now!

Only kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Sacrifice the spirit of dust in the sky with blood and life!

Whoever is related to him.

All of them are buried together!

The thunder domain was monstrous, rolling with thunder dragon lightning.

A thunderbolt sledgehammer like a hill smashed down on Mo Wen.

Sword coming!

Break the clouds!

A big sword was condensed in the sword domain, and it rushed straight up at the sledgehammer!

Shout!

The two collided and froze in the void.

Mo Wen holds a sword in one hand and clenches a fist in the other.

The Star Sword flew at its side.

The Phantom Killing Dao moves as you wish.

He rushed straight towards the old man.

"Die!"

The old man did not shy away and shouted.

The strength of the whole body exploded to the fullest, condensed in the thunder and lightning fist print.

What about a collision with force?

He Lei Dongtian has never been afraid of anyone in his life!

The flesh broke through the space and made bursts of explosions.

Finally, the two collided!

There were no explosions that would have occurred after the expected violent collision.

Lei Dongtian went straight through Mo Wen.

This is a shadow!

When Lei Dongtian reacted.

Just listen to one voice: "Sword slashes the galaxy!"

He was instantly startled in his heart, and was about to react, but he was already knocked to the ground.

The Star Sword turned into a streamer, broke through the space, and plunged into his heart.

A generation of thunder god thunders the sky, pawn!

Inexplicably died.

Yes, inexplicably.

At least in the eyes of onlookers.

In their eyes, Lei Dongtian simply sent a powerful blow to the air.

Could it be that the grandson is dead and crazy?

Mo asked why he was driving in the opposite direction when he was clearly behind him?

It's inexplicable!

As everyone knows, in the eyes of Lei Dongtian, that is indeed the place where Mo Wen is.

He was just in the illusory killing path of Mo Wen.

Anger is always the devil that devours everything in people's hearts.