A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of Ye Guichen's mouth, if Yan Moyu had this strength, he wouldn't even need to use the Heavenly Waterfall Sword Technique to easily kill Yan Moyu!

"Kill!"

As Ye Guichen roared, the long sword in his pupils became brighter and brighter, and the fierce sword intent almost tore Yan Moyu's body to pieces!

"This is your sword intent!"

Yan Moyu's pupils shrank, and a long sword actually appeared in Yan Moyu's pupils, but compared to Ye Guichen's, the long sword in Yan Moyu's pupils was too dim, just like the difference between the light of fireflies and Haoyue!

But even so, what shocked the people watching the battle was that the sword intent that appeared in Yan Moyu's pupils was actually the same sword intent as the sword intent in Ye Guichen's pupils!

"How is it possible, how can that Yan Mo Yu also have sword intent on his body!"

Seeing this, the Nine Crazy True Persons couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, Ye Guichen's innate sword intent was already rare to see in a hundred years or even a thousand years, but how could this Yan Moyu also have sword intent?

Yan Moyu didn't know where the sword intent on his body came from, maybe it was his body before he was attached, from the setting of this fantasy world, so he had the same sword intent as that Ye Guichen, but at this time, Yan Moyu somewhat understood the meaning of what Ye Guichen said to him before.

"You want to plunder the sword intent on me!"

Yan Moyu said with a frown.

Ye Guichen, who heard Yan Moyu's words, just smiled slightly, and said: "I already knew your existence from the time you got this wisp of sword intent, no matter where you are, I can feel your existence, because this itself is my thing, it is you, you plundered my thing!" ”

Although Yan Moyu didn't know how his body got that wisp of sword intent, from Ye Guichen's words just now, Yan Moyu also understood what he meant.

At this time, the sword in Ye Guichen's eyes became brighter and brighter, and in the sky above the platform of life and death, a withered grass pointed to the blue sky, as if it was going to cut this piece of heaven and earth.

"Die!"

Ye Guichen let out a loud shout, and as the god in his hand fell, the withered grass in the sky also slashed towards Yan Mo Yu!

Yan Moyu replaced the sword with a sheath and blocked Ye Guichen's sword. However, the sword saint scabbard in his hand had a trace of crack after bearing Ye Guichen's blow.

This god is worthy of being the first spiritual soldier of the Daomen!

"Oh?"

A look of surprise flashed in Ye Guichen's eyes, he didn't expect Yan Moyu to be able to block his sword, you know, he condensed the sword intent of the withered grass, the withered grass opened the sky, this sword was invincible in his cultivation realm, but what he didn't expect was that Yan Moyu still blocked it.

"You're good at this sword!"

Ye Guichen said with a smile, he naturally saw the subtlety of Yan Moyu's sword move, he was born with sword intent, and he had an unimaginable talent in the way of the sword, and Yan Moyu's sword move, which was completely used for defense, made him can't help but light up.

"But you still have to die, I am determined to win the withered grass sword intent on your body!"

Ye Guichen laughed loudly, and the spiritual power on his injured Zhushen Sword shook, and there was a faint sound of water flowing.

This is the first move of the Heavenly Waterfall Sword Technique of the Heavenly Machine View, drainage!

"Boom!"

With the shock of Ye Guichen's spiritual power, a waterfall appeared in the sky above this life and death platform, and the pouring water fell from a height of ten thousand feet!

Yan Moyu's pupils shrank, There are countless sharp swords hidden in these streams of water, which are sharp swords made of water droplets, once you get close, the consequences are unimaginable!

The sword saint scabbard in Yan Moyu's hand flicked up, and a thin line slashed up, he wanted to cut off that waterfall!

"Sonorous!"

The scabbard of the Sword Saint broke, and the pouring water directly hit Yan Mo Yu's body, engulfing Yan Mo Yu's body in an instant.

There are more than 10 million swords in the waterfall, and Yan Mo Yu, who was submerged by this current, I am afraid that his body will be beaten into a sieve in an instant.

"Yan Mo Yu!"

Yu Wanhuan couldn't help but scream, although she was very confident in Yan Moyu, but after seeing Yan Moyu being swallowed by those streams, she couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

And the Dongfang hero also looked worried, looking nervously in the direction of Yan Moyu.

Suddenly, a tall phantom rose from the ground, and Yan Moyu's body was in this phantom, although his face was a little pale, but it seemed that there was no fatal trauma on his body.

At the critical moment, Yan Moyu summoned his phantom demon form to save his life, but under the washing of the water, the demon shadow that wrapped him probably wouldn't last long.

And at this time, Ye Guichen's face always maintained a smile, when he proposed a competition, he knew that he would definitely win this battle, anyway, his target was Yan Moyu, not that woman, so after Tianjiguan only gave a war letter to Yan Moyu, it could be regarded as achieving his goal.

Even if there were too many incredible things in that Yan Mo Yu's body, Ye Guichen still thought that he would definitely win, even if the current Yan Mo Yu had performed a secret technique that he had never seen before.

In his hands, he has the number one spirit soldier in the Chenwu Continent, and he has also refined the most powerful Heavenly Waterfall Sword Technique in the Heavenly Machine Concept, coupled with his innate sword intent, Ye Guichen really can't think of any reason why he will lose to Yan Moyu!

"You're dead!"

The withered grass sword intent in Ye Guichen's pupils was great, and the sword light suddenly appeared, cutting away Yan Moyu's demon shadow!

This is the withered grass sword intent, the almost complete withered grass sword intent, its power is shocking, it is worthy of the sword intent left over from the ancient era!

However, this is only a mutilated withered grass sword intent, although it is almost complete, it is still incomplete after all, not complete.

The power of the incomplete Withered Grass Sword Intent and the complete Withered Grass Sword Intent is simply incomparable.

However, the current Ye Guichen is not in a hurry, he will soon be able to get the complete withered grass sword intent, as long as he kills Yan Moyu and snatches Yan Moyu's wisp of withered grass sword intent, then his withered grass sword intent will be complete!

And yet—

"Ding!"

Suddenly, Ye Guichen's sword was crushed, and a blood-colored arrow shattered the sword, broke through the water flow, and appeared in front of Ye Guichen in an instant.

Ye Guichen's heart trembled, and he slammed the god in his hand sideways, blocking the blood-colored arrow that was about to shoot through his throat!

"Poof!"

Ye Guichen spit out a mouthful of blood, although he used the god of punishment to block Yan Moyu's blood-colored arrow, but the power contained in Yan Moyu's blood-colored arrow actually knocked the god of punishment in his hand back by a foot, and the sword body of the god of punishment hit his throat directly, and the blood sprayed wildly.

The Nine Crazy Real People and the Nine Crazy Real People were dumbfounded when they saw this scene, they were all extremely shocked to look at Ye Guichen who was vomiting blood on the life and death platform, just now it was obviously their Ye Guichen who had the advantage, why did he suddenly fall to the ground and vomit blood?

"The spirit soldier in your hand is at least a third-order high-grade spirit soldier!"

Ye Chen wiped the corner of his mouth, looked at the longbow in Yan Moyu's hand, and snorted coldly.

This time, Yan Moyu used not a blood bow conjured by his spiritual power, but the Rahu bow in the tomb of Rahu before, although he can't really fully activate the power of this Rahu bow now, but during this time he has been cultivating in his inner space, Yan Moyu has mastered a little skill in the use of this Rahu bow, although he can't continue to use it, but at a critical moment, he sends a move, although it is not as powerful as the Rahu bow under the complete stimulation of the bend, but the power is not to be underestimated.

However, Yan Moyu used the Rahu Bow to make a sudden attack just now, although it had a surprise effect, but he didn't shoot Ye Guichen with one blow, which still made Yan Moyu feel a little regretful.

"Yan Moyu, I want you to die!"

Ye Guichen was furious, just now he really felt the threat of death, for the person in front of him who almost let himself die, now the killing intent in Ye Guichen's eyes was a little stronger than just now!

"Broken Waterfall!"

The sword in Ye Guichen's hand slashed out again, the endless flow of water seemed to be cut off, and the entire life and death platform became a closed space, wrapped by the water, and the waterfall shattered, and the terrifying water burst out, every drop of water represented a sharp sword, Ye Guichen wanted to see, how did Yan Moyu dodge this time?

Moreover, Ye Guichen's withered grass sword intent had infiltrated into every drop of water, and every drop of water was enough to kill a monk who had opened more than enlightenment, and so many drops of water added together, even if it was a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, he had to retreat.

Zhu Shen, Withered Grass Sword Intent, and Heavenly Waterfall Sword Technique, the combination of these three can exert such amazing power, no wonder Ye Guichen will be full of confidence in this battle, with the kind of power he is exerting now, even if he is facing a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, he will not suffer, and may even kill him on the spot.

Yan Mo Yu looked at the water droplets that were splashing towards him and snorted coldly, a flame mark appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and his pupils also turned red at this moment, and those water droplets that were splashing towards Yan Mo Yu actually began to burn under the gaze of Yan Mo Yu's blood-red eyes!

One, two, three, the drops of water on the platform of life and death are burning, and even the waterfall is beginning to burn!

"What's going on, what's going on!"

Ye Guichen was shocked, his Heavenly Waterfall Sword Technique was broken!

"Die!"

Ye Guichen waved the god of punishment towards Yan Moyu again!

"Reverse Dragon!"

This is the last move of the Heavenly Waterfall Sword Technique, and it is also the most powerful move.

In an instant, the waterfall on the platform of life and death disappeared, the water droplets also disappeared, and a water dragon soared into the air, and then swooped down again, biting Yan Mo Yu in one bite!