If the Sword of Heaven is a giant whale, then the sword is a group of bloodthirsty sharks, and the two sides collide together in an instant, bursting into a fierce fight.

Countless sword shadows, surrounding the huge Heavenly Sword, were like layers of waves that were frantically impacting, constantly weakening its power, causing it to fall at a sudden slowdown.

"Ten thousand swords are fired!" In the distance, Jian Wuya's face shook, and then he shook his head with a wry smile, "Zong...... It is really unimaginable that the sect master has joined my Sword Sect for a short period of time, and he has actually been able to cultivate my sect's Zhenzong Sect's supernatural sword control technique to such a point. ”

Several people around nodded when they heard this, and their eyes looked at the scene of ten thousand swords flying in the sky, and they were very excited.

Sword unintentionally murmured, "Ever since the death of my teacher, I haven't seen the sight of ten thousand swords in the sword art at the same time. ”

"It's because of my reckless qualifications! Otherwise, the Sword Sect would not have fallen to such a point. Jian Wuxiao looked guilty.

Jian Wuxian hesitated, "Several senior brothers, junior sisters, the sect master has a great hatred with Leng Qianqiu, after today, how will my Sword Sect deal with itself." After all, Leng Qianqiu's other identity is that of a disciple of the Holy Ancestor. ”

There was silence for a while.

It's a problem that none of them want to face.

Jian Wuya frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother once mentioned this matter to me. When he invited the sect master to join the Sword Sect, the sect master had already made it clear to the senior brother that if he was involved, it might bring great calamity to the Sword Sect. Although I didn't expect that this was related to Leng Qianqiu, he is now the master of my Sword Sect, and you and I can only advance and retreat with him. ”

He swept his gaze, revealing a stern expression, "Don't forget, if there is no sect master, the Sword Sect would have disappeared on the day of the Dao Unity dispute. ”

"Second Senior Brother...... It was me who was wrong. Jian Wuxian looked embarrassed, lowered his head and said no more.

At this moment, Jian Wusheng suddenly spoke in a deep voice, "Not good! Although the Sect Master's sword technique has reached the realm of ten thousand swords, it is not enough to resist the sword of the lower heavens. ”

The rest of the people looked up, and sure enough, they saw that in the middle of the fight, the sword fighting was at a disadvantage, and their faces couldn't help but show melancholy.

"Don't worry, I believe in the sect master, it will be fine. I don't know when, Jian Wudao's figure appeared, his long hair was all snow-white, and there were layers of wrinkles on his face. After the outbreak of the strongest battle, he should have died immediately, but the Aoki fire delivered by Mo Yu allowed him to barely hold on until now.

"Senior Brother!" a trace of sourness welled up in Jian Wuya's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it, "You mean, Sect Master, he has reached that realm?"

Jian Wudao smiled slightly, "Just look at it, you'll know." ”

At this moment, the situation in the sky changed abruptly, and I saw that countless sword shadows suddenly converged in one place, and finally the Xuanhuang Sword appeared, but at this moment, the aura it emitted was unimaginably terrifying.

"Ten thousand swords are one!" Jian Wudao laughed, his eyes were full of relief, before he died, he was able to see the strongest sword dao magic power of the Sword Sect, but he died without regrets.

Hmmm-

The Xuanhuang sword fell.

The whole world suddenly fell silent, as if it was instantaneous, and as if endless years had passed, and then there was the earth-shattering loud noise!

The power of countless surging sword paths plowed the sky back and forth several times, tearing apart countless huge ravines.

Mo Yu snorted, his body bent slightly, as if he couldn't withstand the terrifying power spilled above his head.

But soon, he slammed his feet, and with a loud "bang", when the space burst into a miserable white, Mo Yu's figure had already pounced like lightning, and the Xuanhuang Sword in his hand automatically flew back and fell into his hand.

Forward, slash!

Hmmm-

A sword shot out, and faintly, a picture scroll appeared in the sky. On the endless grassland, the huge grass like ancient trees is sprinkled with brilliant divine light while swaying.

Suddenly, a blade of grass burst out, shattering a star in the sky with the power to destroy everything.

Grass Shattered Star!

"Ahh

Leaving the ancient land, without the suppression of cultivation, coupled with all these years of retreat and hard practice, he is still not Mo Yu's opponent.

Why!

Here's why!

A trace of blood welled up in Leng Qianqiu's eyes, and his huge resentment was unwilling, almost drowning his entire mind. But soon, he came to his senses, and his face showed a hint of fear, but fortunately he reacted quickly, and his mind was not blinded by hatred.

Raising his head and glancing at Mo Yu, Leng Qianqiu's eyes were extremely resentful, revealing endless killing intentions.

As long as he leaves here and brings back the news of Mo Yu's appearance, Shizun will naturally take action and let him die without a place to be buried.

Thinking of this, Leng Qianqiu did not hesitate, took out the small altar with his backhand, and injected power into it.

Buzz –

Around him, space twisted violently!

Leng Qianqiu stared at Mo Yu stubbornly, and twice in a row, he was defeated by the same person, which was a great shame for him!

Wait for Mo Yu, one day, I will make you kneel in front of me, you can't survive and die!

Want to escape?

Mo Yu's eyes flashed, and he took out a bronze ancient mirror with his backhand, raised his hand and threw it forward.

In Leng Qianqiu's eyes, the ancient mirror is getting bigger and bigger, and the shadows of the mountains and rivers on it are as clear as the real thing.

The aura as thick as a mountain also shows that this is an extremely powerful treasure.

But at this moment, instead of fear, there was a faint mockery in his eyes.

To leave him behind, dream!

In the next moment, the teleportation unfolded, and Leng Qianqiu's figure disappeared in an instant.

But soon, his vision was restored again.

How long has it been, and how did teleportation become so fast......

Leng Qianqiu's eyes swept around, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Below, a mountain range stretches to the end of the sight, and the ancient trees are verdant, and not far away, the long river flows freely......

What is this place!

Leng Qianqiu raised his hand and slashed forward, and the space rippled layer by layer, but in the process of transmitting outward, it quickly disappeared.

His face changed suddenly.

......

Mo Yu shook his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and moved in front of the mountain and river mirror, where else did he want to go.

Trapping Leng Qianqiu is much better than killing him directly.

Although today's events will be exposed sooner or later, at least they can buy themselves a lot of time.

This is important for MSL.

Raising his hand to retrieve the mountain and river mirror and putting it into the storage ring, Mo Yu turned around, his eyes swept over the Sword Sect.

He hesitated slightly, but after all, he didn't say much, raised his hand to the ruins of the Sword Sect Hall, and swiped lightly.

Boom Boom –

The earth shattered, and in the blink of an eye, a huge crack that ran through the entire Sword Sect appeared in front of everyone, and the bottomless sword intent was clear.

After completing this, Mo Yu did not pause again, turned around and took a step, and moved away directly.

"Senior brother, this ......" Jian Wuya looked confused.

Jian Wudao sighed, "This sword has given me a glimmer of life in the Sword Sect, but this is not enough." He turned around and smiled slightly, "Senior brother, back to the Holy Clan, the former sect master of the Sword Sect did not know anyone, so he apologized for his death for his crimes." ”

As the words fell, he jumped forward, and his figure fell into a crack like a stone.