"Whew, whew!"

The dazzling sword light, in an instant, pierced through the void and slashed towards the three people who fled.

The killing sword style of the Three Killing Swords, if it is about power, may not be as good as the Violent Sword Style and the Overlord Sword Style.

However, the lethality of this third type is very terrifying.

Its attack range is not very large, but every sword light compresses the sword qi, and once it is released, the lethality is amazing!

Sneer---

The sound of sword qi piercing through the flesh rang out from this cave.

In the next moment, a lord of power suddenly let out a miserable scream, and blood shot out, staining the ground red.

This sword light pierced his heart directly.

The fierce sword qi raged wildly in his heart, and in the blink of an eye, it shattered all his internal organs into blood foam.

This person is only in the realm of the early stage of the eight-star martial saint, and even Huo Shu's strength is inferior.

The sword qi of the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword, after penetrating into his body, quickly wiped out his vitality.

"Ah, the Sect Master of Huangshan is actually dead!" Another head of the silver-level force, seeing the companion beside him, his vitality was cut off, his heart suddenly jumped, and he hurriedly urged his speed and fled quickly.

The sword qi released by Jiang Mo just now was just stabbed in his leg.

Leaving a blood mark, compared to that Huangshan Sect Master, it was nothing at all.

Huo Shu's right arm was almost cut off by the sword qi, and he was drenched in blood, but feeling the horror of the sword light, he didn't dare to stay at all, let alone fight Jiang Mo head-on.

The three silver-level power lords were killed by Jiang Mo on the spot, and the other two were injured and escaped.

The monks they brought in were in a state of confusion and fled in a hurry.

The monks of Zhentian Pavilion began to fight back, and in the blink of an eye, many people were killed here.

"Take these people's bodies and bring them back. When the time comes, it will be added to the army of the undead. Jiang Mo said lightly.

A monk from Zhentian Pavilion walked out and threw the body of the Yellow Mountain Sect Master directly into the storage ring.

The others who were killed were also loaded into it one after another.

The monk had a hunch in his heart that perhaps in the next ten years, the undead legion would become the most powerful legion in the Zhentian Pavilion.

"Lord, what should we do now?" Qin Haotian asked.

He's already hurt.

Just now, when Jiang Mo accepted the inheritance of the Lingxuan Daoist, he desperately resisted and almost died.

"The people of the Black Abyss Gate, open the ancient tomb and let us come in to find the immortal inheritance, it must not be good. ”

"Now, the flying swords in these caves have been drawn one after another. The dragon in the ground is also stirring, and we can't wait to see what happens. You need to be proactive. ”

Jiang Mo said with a deep gaze.

With Jiang Mo's formation path cultivation, he has reached the realm of a ninth-order formation grand master.

However, that Lingxuan Daoist gave him an even more unfathomable feeling.

Perhaps, the other party has reached the rumored realm of the Immortal Array Master.

Now that it is completely chaotic, then there is only one way to fight your way.

After accepting the inheritance of the Lingxuan Daoist, Jiang Mo also learned that even if these eighty-one flying swords were all pulled up, the residual power left by the Great Array of Immortals would be enough to suppress the evil dragon for a moment and a half.

What Jiang Mo had to do was to snatch all the eighty-one flying swords into his hands within this time.

When the time comes, cast the Great Sealing Array, maybe you can suppress the evil dragon again.

"Let's go, go to the next cave. At the same time, you all need to keep yourself safe. Don't do anything unnecessary. I brought you here to gain an opportunity and improve your strength. I don't want you to die. ”

Jiang Mo glanced at everyone.

Those monks were extremely moved in their hearts.

In this place of ruins, which person in charge treats the disciples below with a condescending posture.

There would be no one who cared about the suffering of the disciples below.

"I'll defend the Pavilion Master to the death!"

The monks looked at each other with an extremely determined look.

Jiang Mo nodded, didn't say anything more, his body moved, and swept towards the outside of the cave.

Now, the eighty-one flying swords were inserted into the eighty-one caves by the Lingxuan Dao people.

Now, Jiang Mo has only obtained one of them.

"Kill!"

"Snatch that flying sword, who dares to compete with my Moyang Sect, Lao Tzu will split him alive!"

"There are still a lot of martial arts here!"

"Hahaha, I got the immortal weapon inheritance!"

......

The sound of shouting and killing came from a cave next to Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows, and his figure swept towards the cave.

"Be careful. ”

After saying that, he held the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword in his hand and rushed in front of the monk who had obtained the flying sword.

"Boy, where did you come from, go back to where. This flying sword doesn't have your share!"

A big man with a very fierce appearance waited for Jiang Mo coldly.

However, Jiang Mo's gaze was always on the flying sword, and he didn't pay attention to him at all.

"Do it!"

There are more than a dozen people fighting for this flying sword.

There are quite a few silver-level forces, the heads of the sects and the monks under them, who have been separated.

Now, they are fighting on their own, and it's very chaotic.

Even, some monks have already developed a rebellious heart.

In their opinion, once they get the flying sword here and receive the martial arts inheritance, from now on, they can go out on their own and set up their own doors, and they don't have to rely on others anymore.

Therefore, everyone who competed for the flying sword did their best.

In order to compete for resources and treasures, such fighting scenes are happening on this continent all the time.

For these people, Jiang Mo didn't have much pity.

If they didn't grab the eighty-one flying swords, perhaps, all the people they had here would be wiped out.

This is not what Jiang Mo wants to see.

"Kill!"

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Jiang Mo held the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword in his hand, and the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit rushed out, and the terrifying blazing heat swept through the entire cave.

The invisible sword qi was terrifying, accompanied by the sword spirit of the Vermilion Bird, slashing at the dozen or so monks who snatched the flying sword over there.

"Ahh

"His sword qi is terrifying!

"Dare to rob the treasure with my Moyang Sect, boy, are you impatient?"

The moment the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword slashed out, many monks were immediately attacked, and they immediately scolded angrily.

However, Jiang Mo didn't care about them at all, he had only one purpose, and that was to recapture this flying sword.

With Jiang Mo's combat power, which is now comparable to the peak of the eight-star martial saint, it is enough to sweep through the area.

He rushed into the battle circle of more than a dozen monks, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and directly crushed him.

"Give me the flying sword, you can live!"

Jiang Mo said coldly, and his powerful momentum was fully revealed.

"Which force are you, if you dare to take this flying sword, our head will definitely not let you go!"

The man held the flying sword in his hand, and his face was a little unwilling.

However, the murderous aura displayed by Jiang Mo was too terrifying!

He couldn't resist.

(End of chapter)