Soon, a whisper of surprise sounded, "It's coming!"

Everyone looked up, only to see a figure in a black sword robe in the distant sky, walking towards them.

The waist and back are straight, such as the pine and cypress snow mountains, and the gestures naturally exude the domineering of the strong.

It seems that the power of heaven and earth cannot make him bend down.

The pure black mask covered the whole face, but the dark eyes were as bright as stars.

There was a strong wind in the clouds, and the black sword robe was stirring, like a banner that would never fall.

For a while, everyone was fascinated.

......

Mo Yu smiled bitterly in his heart, if it weren't for Jian Wudao's serious request, he would never agree to this matter if he needed to use his name to boost the morale of the Sword Sect.

Even though he had expected it in his heart, this high-profile all the way, the scorching gaze of countless Sword Sect cultivators still made him a little unbearable.

Fortunately, he has a mask on his face, otherwise today's incident will inevitably expose his true identity.

When the time comes, it will be the turn of the Sword Sect and the others to cry without tears.

Fortunately, this ordeal is about to end.

His gaze swept in front of him casually, and Mo Yu's gaze had an imperceptible pause.

It's them......

Ziyan's excitement and excitement were directly skipped, and Mo Yu saw the sadness in Yu Xuanji's eyes.

Compared to the surrounding Sword Sect cultivators, she seemed a little low.

Is it because of his "death"?

Mo Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and he withdrew his gaze, not showing the slightest abnormality.

"See Uncle Seven!" Jian Mo and Jian Cheng hurriedly saluted.

"See the Seven Elders!"

The rest of the Sword Sect disciples looked excited.

Mo Yu nodded slightly, but did not speak, but no one thought he was arrogant.

Because the peerless swordsman should be, he is so proud!

Jian Mo faintly got a point, although he didn't understand why the Seventh Senior Uncle was so low-key, but he didn't dare to delay a little, and got up and said: "Seventh Senior Uncle, the opening of the Sealed Sword Pavilion has been postponed, please enter." ”

Jian Cheng hurriedly made a gesture, and the Sword Sect cultivators who were guarding outside the Sealed Sword Pavilion lowered their heads and retreated to the sides.

Mo Yu turned around, and in the midst of many eyes, he strode into the Sealing Sword Pavilion.

Zi Yanqiao's face was slightly red, and she looked at the entrance of the Sealed Sword Pavilion in a daze, the figure of the Seventh Elder was gone, but she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

The upright posture, the mysterious mask, the proud and unrivaled strong man's breath, and the free and easy gestures...... The Seventh Elder was more elegant and charming than she expected.

It's like a jar of wine, just a sip from afar, it makes her feel intoxicated, and she wants to indulge in it forever, never to wake up again.

Therefore, when Ziyan was awakened by Yu Xuanji, he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart, and forcibly said, "Senior sister, what do you call me?"

Yu Xuanji didn't care about looking at her face at this moment, and carefully lowered his voice, "Senior sister, you look at the figure of the Seventh Elder, does it look like a person, and his back gives me a very familiar feeling." ”

Ziyan's face changed slightly, and then he showed a touch of disbelief, "Senior sister, do you want to say that the Seventh Elder is that Yumo? How is this possible, as the identity of the Seventh Elder, how can he be a sword servant! Between them, at most, they are only somewhat similar in shape, and the rest are not the same, do you think that Yumo can release this incomparable strong aura." ”

"What's more, the teacher has already found out that he has no breath in the burial sword pool, and he is already dead, why can't you put it down, junior sister!"

Yu Xuanji's expression darkened.

Yes, Yumo is dead.

He couldn't be the Seven Elders.

Perhaps, it was really her delusion!

Ziyan also seemed to notice that her tone was a little heavy, but looking at Yu Xuanji's depressed appearance, she hated iron and steel. A generation of Sword Sect geniuses, the noble daughter of the heavens who will definitely shine in the future, is actually devoted to a mere sword servant, isn't it a joke!

Even if you don't have the luxury, if you can meet a peerless figure like the Seven Elders, you must at least choose a young talent with the same status and status.

Senior Sister Yu Xuanji, she is still a little naïve, she can't see the world clearly, only the strong are worthy of reliance.

......

As soon as he entered the Sealed Sword Pavilion, he seemed to perceive the countless swords in the outside world, and in the Mo Yu soul space, the grass sword path runes suddenly lit up.

Buzz –

The powerful sword will burst out with a bang, and in just an instant, it filled every inch of space in the Sealing Sword Pavilion.

There was a short silence, and countless dusty swords trembled at the same time at this moment, and countless sword momentum was either heavy, elegant, domineering, or delicate...... Like a flood, madness erupted, stirring and colliding in the void!

Phew-

A long sword inlaid with seven-star gems suddenly burst out, about to fall into Mo Yu's hands. But almost at the same moment, the other three long swords, whose momentum was not weaker than it, flew up with a roar, and together they knocked it directly away.

Immediately, the three long swords turned their tips and fought fiercely in mid-air.

Buzz –

Buzz –

Buzz –

In the blink of an eye, more long swords flew up on their own, and as they approached Mo Yu, they fought with each other in a group.

They are competing to become, the sword in his hand.

......

Outside the Sealed Sword Pavilion, although the cultivation of the Sword Sect could not see the situation inside the Pavilion, the sudden outbreak of sword momentum and the sound of the battle was still faintly audible.

One by one, I couldn't help it and grew my mouth.

Although he felt unbelievable, the fact was right in front of him, the sword in the Sealed Sword Pavilion, which was extremely arrogant and disdainful of most sword cultivators, was actually competing for the qualification to become the sword in the hands of the Seven Elders at this moment.

A famous sword cultivator looked at the Fengjian Pavilion again, and immediately stood in awe.

is worthy of the seventh uncle!

......

"Actually led to a battle between the sages and sages in the Feng Sword Pavilion?" Hearing the news from the Feng Sword Pavilion, Jian Wudao was stunned, thinking of his faint sentence not long ago, "The sect master has a good reputation", and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

How can there be a reputation, it is obviously underestimated, it is unexpected.

But Jian Wudao's eyes were full of smiles.

The stronger Mo Yu's strength, the better, which is beneficial to the Sword Sect.

If he can be strong enough, he alone can protect the Sword Sect from harm, then it will be perfect.

Shaking his head to restrain his unrealistic thoughts, Jian Wudao's face showed anticipation, not knowing which long sword he would choose in the end.

But when you think about it, it won't disappoint.

......

Mo Yu's expression was calm, and he didn't feel the slightest excitement because of the flying sword in front of him.

With his current kendo cultivation and his own strength, ordinary long swords are not in the eyes of the law at all.

Since you owe a favor, if you want to take it, take the best!

His eyes narrowed, and he swept past the many long swords in the fierce battle and swept through the Sealed Sword Pavilion.

Soon, several long swords fell into his eyes.

They stayed silently in place, inconspicuous among the many exuberant melee swords, but they were so different.

On the surface, these long swords are ordinary, but Mo Yu can feel a sense of pride from them!

That's a kind of arrogance, a peerless swordsman!

Perhaps their owners have fallen for many years, but the passing years have only washed away the lead on their surface, but they will be truly non-sharp and incomparable, tightly closed and restrained. Only the sword cultivation that has been approved by them can make them bloom again, the dazzling brilliance of the sun, moon and stars!

Mo Yu sensed it for a long time, raised his hand without warning, and grabbed forward.

Not far away, in the corner, the black long sword quietly placed on the sword platform suddenly slammed, and it was so high that it instantly suppressed all the surrounding sword sounds.

Phew-

It was like a black lightning bolt, with a terrifying momentum that slashed the sky and the earth with an indomitable momentum, and it came in an instant!