"Kill the mountains and rivers!"

Jiang Mo's eyes lowered and he shouted softly.

He directly bypassed the third type of Senriken Imperial Sword, because, when the third type was in close combat, the power was not very effective.

Cutting mountains and rivers is the fourth form in the Devil May Cry swordsmanship.

This style, when the Devil May Cry Sword Saint was founded, it was in the reckless and vast Falling Mountain Range and the mighty tide of the Guangling River, which was enlightened.

When Jiang Mo was practicing this sword move, in that light and shadow, he had seen that the Devil May Cry Sword Saint, with the power of a sword, made the rushing Guangling River cut off because of this!

This is a sword to break the river!

When this sword was slashed, the speed was not very fast, and it looked slow from a distance.

The sword moves were not as gorgeous and dazzling as the previous two styles, but the sword that seemed to be slow fell down, and the surrounding space seemed to have a tendency to collapse.

Wu Meng, who was running, suddenly raised his head to see the sword that was slowly slashing down, but the momentum was unstoppable, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer.

"It's kind of interesting!"

When Wu Meng was about ten zhang away from him, the sword finally fell.

Wu Meng, who was originally unstoppable, was finally stopped when he resisted that sword with his physical body.

The cyan sword light instantly tore the ground below into a deep ravine about a foot wide.

Boom, boom, boom!

The roaring sound of metal interlacing continued to resound in the cave, and the surrounding stone walls and gravel rolled down, and were released into the invisible fierce sword qi, cutting to pieces.

This time, Wu Meng's figure was blocked by the cyan sword light, and he stagnated for nearly ten breaths.

The two black-robed monks behind Wu Meng had an unbelievable look on their faces.

How could they ever have seen a two-star martial sect, just by virtue of his martial arts and his own cultivation, he could make a genuine seven-star martial sect stagnate for nearly ten breaths.

Finally, Wu Meng snorted coldly, crashed away from the cyan sword light, and continued to rush forward.

The moment the cyan sword light was shattered by Wu Meng and his physical brute force, Jiang Mo snorted, and the qi and blood in his body churned, and he was about to spurt out a mouthful of blood, but he suppressed it back.

At this time, the distance between the two was less than ten zhang.

"Boy, you've surprised the Honzong a bit. Wu said as he rushed away.

Jiang Mo didn't answer, he still had the last form to perform.

After taking a deep breath, Jiang Mo threw all the distracting thoughts out of his mind, and the Great Yan Heavenly Technique rumbled in his body, and even devoured the martial veins at this moment, which was urged by Jiang Mo.

Devouring the martial veins frantically plundered the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the Cave Mansion, and the Great Yan Heavenly Technique was to refine the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi swallowed by the whale into a pure power without impurities in the shortest possible time for Jiang Mo to call.

After three breaths, Jiang Mo's body was surrounded by a surging sword momentum like a great river.

"The way of the sword is a heavy sky, gather the sword momentum!"

After two breaths, Jiang Mo's eyes became crystal clear at this moment, and a pair of eyes as deep as the stars of the Nine Heavens were like a sharp sword, breathtaking!

"Sword Dao Double Heaven, Condensing Sword Heart!"

When Wu Meng was only a zhang away from him, Jiang Mo's Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword suddenly let out a low roar, like a creature with sanity.

"Sword Dao Triple Heaven, Transform Sword Spirit!"

At this moment, the mighty sword power emanated again, causing Wu Meng's figure to slide back two feet away.

Wu Meng raised his head and looked at the person and sword, and couldn't help but show a rare solemn look on his face.

"Devil May Cry Sword Technique Fifth Style--- Pierce the Firmament!"

Jiang Mo roared, clenched the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword with both hands, pulled out a big circle backwards, and immediately slashed down at the sturdy man in front of him.

The moment the sword came out, an oval light curtain shrouded Jiang Mo behind him, and the oval light curtain that pierced out at a certain point was advancing rapidly.

In the surrounding space, a trace of black cracks appeared at this moment, and they all shattered away in an instant.

The solemn look on Wu Meng's face is getting stronger and stronger, he doesn't dare to hold it up, if he continues to use his physical brute force to resist Jiang Mo's sword, I am afraid that he will be extremely traumatized, and even fall here.

Knock knock!

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Meng stepped on the ground with his feet on the ground, his body did not move at all, and his hands were clenched into fists, making a crackling sound of bones popping.

"Star Breaking Fist!"

Wu Meng's fists bloomed with a deep purple light, and after he roared, his fists suddenly slammed towards the oval sword curtain in front of him.

The two black-robed monks behind Wu Meng were even more shocked.

The deputy sect master of the dignified Heavenly Netherworld Sect actually used a ground-level martial art against a young man who only had a two-star martial sect!

If this spreads, won't it shock the entire Eastern Xuan Domain?

A pair of purple fists smashed the oval sword curtain, and Jiang Mo's body was wrapped in the oval sword curtain, as if he was integrated with it.

Wu Meng's Star Breaking Fist, when it smashed on the sword curtain, only caused it to ripple layer by layer, but it was not able to shatter it.

As the sword curtain moved forward, Wu Meng's body was still retreating.

The current situation made Wu Meng feel very humiliated, as the deputy sect master of the Heavenly Netherworld Sect, he was so suppressed by a low-level opponent, which made him angry.

I saw that above his fists, the light flickered, and a pair of fist gloves wrapped in purple crystal armor covered his hands.

This pair of amethyst fists is the eighth-order true martial arts weapon given by Wu Meng when he was included in the command of the scorpion dragon, and when he fought against opponents of the same level in the past, Wu Meng had never used these pair of amethyst fists, but now, under the pressure of Jiang Mo's terrible sword power, he even used this amethyst fist gloves.

"Boy, even if you lose to this sect, you can be regarded as honorable even if you are defeated!"

Wu Meng rarely said such a sentence.

His hands were covered by the amethyst fist gloves, and Wu Meng once again unleashed the Star Breaking Fist, and the power of this ground-level martial art was put to the maximum in an instant.

Boom, boom, boom!

Wu Meng smashed three punches in succession on the sword curtain, originally, the sword curtain that was as powerful as a bamboo, but after a blink of an eye, it was full of cracks.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the sword curtain exploded open, and Jiang Mo, who was wrapped in the sword curtain, was affected, and his body was hit out heavily.

Poof!

His body was smashed against the stone wall, and the blood could no longer be suppressed, and it spurted out.

Jiang Mo was bullied in his chest, and his breath became a little disordered.

The last sword of the Devil May Cry Sword Technique just now, Jiang Mo used almost all his strength, and even the Sword Dao Triple Heaven used it, but he only forced that Wu Meng to retreat.

The strength of the Seven Star Martial Sect should definitely not be underestimated!

Jiang Mo also knew in his heart that it was already very rare for him to be able to force Wu Meng to this point with the cultivation of the two-star Martial Sect.

However, in this desperate situation, Jiang Mo still did not intend to sit still.

After he threw a few pills into his mouth, his whole body was full of vitality and started working again.

(End of chapter)