The Yue King Goujian Sword is second only to the Tai'a Sword that has disappeared, and now it is the first sword on the Shanhai Continent.

Before, just by relying on this visible and godless sword, Ye Siyuan, the eldest son of the Ye family, was already invincible.

Everyone looked at the sword, and it was hard to suppress the reverence in their hearts.

If it weren't for meeting that former Qin princess in the battle, Ye Siyuan might even be able to use this sword to fight all the way to the decisive battle of the Beginner Ceremony.

But it's a pity that in the end, because of the existence of a young girl, it couldn't be done.

However, at this time, the sword was finally returned to his true master.

Ji Mo didn't use any swordsmanship, just waved his sword body as if he was random, but the cultivators present instantly understood what the real Changhong Guanri was.

The long rainbow runs through the sun, and the cold wind rises.

Ying Baoyue's eyes widened.

She knew very well that under Ji Mo's seemingly relaxed sword, what was hidden was the man's almost mellow killing skills that had been tempered for more than thirty years.

This is an unavoidable sword.

Li Ji drew his sword to resist, and found that although the sword of the man in front of him was simple, it seemed that he couldn't dodge it. And the sword in his own hand couldn't break through this person's True Yuan barrier and hurt him even a point!

Ying Baoyue watched this scene and clenched her fists.

Ji Mo is twice as old as Li Ji, not to mention that Ji Mo has been a Heavenly Rank for more than ten years, Li Ji just broke through last night, and under normal circumstances, he can't even mobilize Zhenyuan now.

It was impossible for Li Ji not to know what would happen if he took this sword hard.

But he didn't retreat, he didn't dodge.

On the high platform, Ying Baoyue took a deep breath and made that decision.

The sword of the Son of God is the power of heaven and earth.

Even if the Suzaku Divine Son in front of him has not yet used the power of the Vermilion Bird God, a simple sword has already set off thousands of waves of heaven and earth vitality!

Even with Li Ji in the way, the sword wind of King Yue's sword has already spread to all directions, especially Ying Baoyue and Ji Jiashu who are on the high platform behind.

The wind roared, and the other people who were close all hugged their heads and ran around, and Ji Jiashu on the high platform pulled Ying Baoyue, "Hug the moon!" Get down! ”

The battle between the Heavenly Rank is not something that Earth-level cultivators can participate in.

The two of them leaned over the ground, and the fierce wind and the scorching heat with the temperature of the flames pierced people's eyes, but Ji Jiashu suddenly found that the girl lying on the ground was still looking at ...... The direction in which his father swung his sword.

The blade of the Yue King Goujian Sword had arrived, and Li Ji only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, as if the whole person was about to be split in half. He knew that he had been hit by the sword, but the sword in his own hand could not find any direction, and the man in black in front of him seemed to have no dead ends, and he had nowhere to start even if he wanted to win back a game!

However, at this moment, a female voice suddenly heard a soft shout in his ear, "Stab him three inches under his left arm!" ”

Li Ji's eyes widened, and the next moment the sword light flashed, and both of them stood in place.

The wind blew, and the iron sword in Li Ji's hand broke in two and fell to the ground, with a pop of blood.

Everyone opened their eyes wide, only to see that there was a sword mark on Li Ji's shoulder that was wounded to the bone, and the original cyan sacrificial clothes had been stained red with blood.

Although he has not yet died, everyone knows that Ji Mo's first sword is just a warning, just to show the gap in strength, the gap ......

However, at this moment, people found that Ji Mo, who should have won a big victory, had a stiff expression.

The next moment, the man in black looked down at his left sleeve.

With a snort, a crack suddenly cracked there, revealing the man's slightly reddened arm. One more point from that sword mark seemed to be able to hurt him.

If Li Ji's sword hadn't broken halfway.

"Master of the National Teacher...... Actually stabbed? The people in the audience were stunned and wide-eyed when they saw this scene.

Even if it was just a crack in the clothes, the impact on the soul of the Southern Chu cultivators was still quite large.

"Wait, how many years has the National Teacher not been injured?"

"Speaking of which, it's the first time that Xiao Lao'er has seen the National Teacher being stabbed in the battle with the third rank......"

"This Zhaohuajun is really powerful......"

The powerful person is not him at all.

Li Ji stood in place in a daze, looking at his palm despite the pain in his shoulder, remembering the sentence he had just heard and the sword he instinctively stabbed according to that sentence.

I didn't expect it to be able to stab

Stabbed the man he had never stabbed before.

"You ......" And at this moment, Li Ji heard the sound of a man gritting his teeth in front of him, only to see Ji Mo clenching the sword in his hand and suddenly looking up at the girl on the stage through him!

Li Ji's heart jumped, and he looked at Ji Mo with murderous intent in his eyes and looked at the woman who had just commanded him.

"You just ......"

The majesty of the second divine son of the rank enveloped the entire high platform, and Ji Mo looked coldly at the girl who was crushed to the ground.

"Father...... Don't you ......" Ji Jiashu was about to stand in front of Ying Baoyue, but saw the girl next to him slowly get up from the ground and speak softly.

"I just don't fight with you," Ying Baoyue stood up straight and looked at Ji Mo and said lightly, "But I never said that I can't compete with you." ”

Ji Qingyuan's pupils shrank in the audience.

Among the eight gods, in terms of rank alone, the Great Si Ming ranked first, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi ranked second, and the Young Si Ming ranked third.

Nine years ago, the last goddess Shao Si Ming was born and won the third rank in the rank battle.

Among the sons of God, the rank of Shao Si ordered Lin Baoyue to be below the Eastern Emperor Taiyi Ji Mo.

This is something that the cultivators of the entire Shanhai Continent know.

But only high-level cultivators knew that in the battle of the second rank nine years ago, Lin Baoyue, who was only the county lord of Zhaoyang back then, stopped challenging when he challenged the original second-place Southern Chu National Master.

The girl gave up and continued to challenge, stopping at the third rank.

Ji Qingyuan looked at the men and girls on and off the stage who were faintly in a state of confrontation, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Donghuang Taiyi and Shao Si Ming, who was stronger back then has always been an unsolved case in the cultivation world.

After all, Lin Baoyue, the lord of Zhaoyang County, had never fought a rank battle with Ji Mo, the national master of Southern Chu.

And what is even more unexpected is that these two have never faced each other head-on in their previous lives.

Not once.

Ji Qingyuan could actually vaguely guess a little reason.

Emperor Taizu and his father were able to fight, and in the end his mother had to intervene to stop him, but the girl was never willing to cause even the slightest trouble for his mother.

The girl was too gentle, and she didn't want to see his mother sad, so she took the initiative to avoid the battle with Ji Mo.

However, in this life, this layer of restraint on that girl's body has disappeared.

Looking at the two people facing each other, Ji Qingyuan's heart beat faster, and the next moment he looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly felt shocked.

Because his father took out the bright red wing feather from his bosom.

"Father! What are you doing! Ji Qingyuan trembled all over, let go of Ji Ange's hand for the first time, stumbled forward, and wanted to block in front of the girl with his body, but the next moment he was frozen in place by a huge force.

"You keep it there for me." The man holding the Vermilion Bird Wing Feather said lightly, "What can you do with a rank seven." ”

People who don't have strength can't do anything.

"You say you're not fighting with me?" Ji Mo looked at the girl on the stage and said softly, "So you think you can now?" ”

It is true that no one can restrain her now, but this woman has also lost the power she is proud of.

Even if she can confuse people, who are the rest of her people?

Looking at the Dongwu cultivator who picked up the broken sword and blocked it in front of the girl, Ji Mo sneered, "A group of children also want to use their mantis arms as a car!" ”

"Southern Chu National Teacher, you ......" Seeing that Ji Mo actually wanted to use the power of the Vermilion Bird God, Li Ji's eyes cracked and he tried his best to mobilize the true yuan of his body, but looking at the huge power rising from Ji Mo's body, he felt desperate for the first time.

The Son of God is the Son of God, and the power of the gods is not something that ordinary Heavenly Rank can block.

No one present could stop Ji Mo's blow.

The roar of the Vermilion Bird sounded between the heavens and the earth, and a true red flame rose from the sword of King Yue, turning into a killer blow and rushing towards the girl on the stage.

Ji Jiashu was also fixed on the ground and couldn't move, and couldn't even rush in front of her, with despair in her eyes.

Looking at the bright red flames, everyone was speechless, only knowing that the fate of the girl today was doomed, and everything was ......

However, at this moment, everyone did not expect that a hurricane suddenly rushed out from an extremely distant place!

The hurricane was mixed with countless ice and snow, stabbing at Ji Mo like a sword!

In that ice and snow, there is actually a true element and power that is as powerful as Ji Mo!

The roar of another god rang out in the sky, and everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

With a bang, the flames and the snow met.

The next moment, everyone watched as the Southern Chu National Master actually took a step back and spit out a mouthful of blood with a pop!

Looking at the ice and snow, Ji Mo's pupils shrank, and he gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Mountain ghosts!"