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Countless powerhouses could see that the sky above Fengxi City was rolling with thunder and heavy rain.

Suddenly, a loud roar shook the sky, and at the same time, a sun-like brilliance bloomed, and the void continued to squeeze like ripples, and finally collapsed.

"Humph......"

A few muffled grunts rang out, and three figures fell from mid-air at the same time.

Yuwen Lei's face was full of embarrassment, and the right half of his body was stained with blood, and he could barely move. In fact, all he suffered was a skin injury, which was caused only by the depletion of his source power.

In this duel, Murong Fanchen and Zi Ling were two madmen, one old and one young, and they bombarded wildly as soon as they made a move, making him have to parry with all his strength in every move, and in just half an hour, he actually consumed all his strength.

"Head of the house!"

Immediately, a strong man from the Yuwen family stepped forward to help him up, and some people took out the healing pill and fed him it in one go, and then used his soul power to detect the half-ring, and he was a little relieved to make sure that Yuwen Lei Dong was not in serious trouble.

On the other side, Zi Ling and Murong Fanchen were in a similar situation!

Zi Ling is better, although Xiao Nizi is out of breath, she is a special creature, and her resilience is much stronger than that of ordinary humans.

However, Murong Fanchen's situation was a little dangerous, whether he was urging the peak ancestral weapon or the Litian Sword Technique during the battle just now, he was supported by an overload state, and now not only was his strength exhausted, but even his soul injuries had a tendency to worsen.

"Sect Master Mo, his subordinates have high hopes!"

Yuwen Lei Dong gasped slightly, got up with the support of several strong men, and said with a face full of shame.

"I didn't expect you in the first place!" Mo Wubian looked indifferent, obviously very dissatisfied with the outcome of this battle.

Yuwen Lei forcibly endured his anger and crossed his knees, quickly recovering the consumed source power, of course, his anger was born because of the Murong family, and he was famous in his life, so he didn't expect to capsize today.

If Mo Wubian used this as an excuse to go back and not give him cultivation after winning the Sword Saint Inheritance, wouldn't it be a failure.

"I didn't expect this battle to end in a draw, the future Sect Master's wife, is it our turn to make a move?" Mo Wubian turned his head, a bright smile on his face.

Murong Wan had just checked the injuries of Zi Ling and Murong Fanchen, and she was already worried at this time, but when she heard Mo Wuyan's insulting words, she instantly showed her momentum.

"Khooth!"

A water-blue long sword broke through the sky, almost a human sword swept into the sky, and the vast source power poured out, and the waves above the nine heavens rose again.

Although she did not say a word, she showed her anger at the moment with practical actions.

And the long sword Zi Ling in her hand is very familiar, that is the Shui Yin Sword that has been following her. It's just that today's water sword grade is not comparable to that of the past.

"Hahaha, it seems that my future sect master's wife has a lot of temper, if I don't teach a good lesson, I'm afraid it will be difficult to discipline in the future!"

Mo Wubian stepped out step by step, and in a few steps, he had reached a height of hundreds of zhang, and the smile on his face never stopped.

"Show your ancestral weapon!"

Murong Wan's aura burst out without reservation, and she had a killing intent for the great enemy in front of her, and she didn't want to wait for a moment.

"Fight with Mrs. Future, how can you use such a dangerous weapon, you can just make a move!"

When Mo Wubian said this, he was naturally confident that with his cultivation in the middle stage of the True God Realm, he could easily suppress Murong Wan.

But seeing that his hands were turned over, his two palms suddenly turned black, and at the same time, there was a black mist in the area around him, and it was really the same as his name, the ink color was boundless.

This black mist was not an ordinary mist, as soon as it appeared, the energy of this heaven and earth quickly retreated, as if it felt some great terror.

It turns out that Mo Wubian is still a demon cultivator!

"Pick up!"

Murong Wan's voice was cold, without nonsense, the water sword sneered across the sky, the space shattered like paper paste, and the energy of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles trembled, as if it was about to turn into a nine-day gang wind to ravage the heavens and the earth.

"Whew!"

This light blue sword is not big, as small as a thread of silk, but when the sword is cut out, it makes people feel extremely heavy, as if the space is under a great load.

"Whew...... Whoa!"

What's even more incredible is that almost at the same time, eight other identical sword rays flew out, tearing through the sky like ten thousand horses galloping.

The nine sword rays advanced in unison and condensed but did not emit, intertwined with each other, like nine comets swept by, and instantly came to Mo Wubian's body.

"This is the real Litian Sword Technique!"

Whether it was Murong Fanchen or the strong man of the Murong family with a little eyesight, they all recognized the origin of this sword technique, and their hearts were full of admiration, this was the first time they had seen the legendary sword saint supernatural power in their lives.

Yuwen Lei's eyes widened suddenly, he was already a sword powerhouse, and he immediately discovered the horror of these nine sword rays, if he let himself face this move, how should he take it?

He didn't need to be reminded by anyone, the first thing he thought of was the Sword Saint Inheritance, if it weren't for that, how could he have such might? If he could cultivate, his strength would definitely skyrocket.

However, the strange thing was that with such a huge sword momentum, the people below did not sense much fluctuation, but instead their Mo Wubound's eyes condensed.

In his eyes, every time the sword light passed, the surrounding void instantly sank a few feet, but it still couldn't resist the terrifying power in the sword ray, and finally shattered.

"Great Demon Shattered Star Claw!"

Mo Wubian didn't dare to slack off, the vast source power instantly poured into his arms, stretched out to both sides and grabbed and pulled, and after the sound of "bang", he tore two pieces of void, and then pulled back with extremely rich demonic energy, and frantically slapped down the nine sword rays.

"Boom...... Boom!"

The sky trembled, and it seemed that there were ancient beasts roaring, and the warriors in Fengxi City only felt that the sea trembled, and countless tiled houses were shattered together.

"Come again!"

Murong Wan's complexion did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if she had expected this scene for a long time, her weak body turned and twisted, like a Nine Heavens Fairy dancing in the air, and an earth-shattering wave of fluctuations burst out from the Shui Yin Sword and swept the endless sky.

"Hula...... Boom!"

A low sword roar resounded, and she slashed another sword, only one sword!

But in the eyes of everyone, this sword is like a rolling river rushing out of the sea, and it is like a general who has been fighting for a lifetime holding a long ge, and pounced on the tens of millions of troops with a tragic momentum that never returned.

"Sure enough, there are some doorways...... Great Demon Splitting Sun Fist!"

Mo Wubian let out a muffled snort, and at the same time as he punched out, the endless demonic qi turned into a fist dozens of zhang thick and burst out of the air, and the void collapsed in pieces where he passed.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the fists and swords intersected, like two meteorites colliding in the air, the sky became pitch black, and only the endless space Gangfeng rolled up wildly, and the vast and majestic coercion made countless people watching the battle tremble.

Immediately after, there were several crazy collisions.

"Whew!"

Finally, the black fog dispersed, revealing two figures facing each other several miles apart in mid-air.

Murong Wan was still the elegant goddess who exuded a noble aura, but her face was a little pale, and it was obvious that the consumption of her for a moment was not light.

Mo Wubian, on the other hand, looked ahead with a gloomy face, the five fingers of his right hand were slightly opened, and he held it tightly, as if he was still in some pain.

I thought that I had surpassed the cultivation of the two orders and could easily crush the other party without using the ancestral weapon, but it seemed that I still underestimated the inheritance of the Sword Saint.

And the power of these swords of this young girl is enough to severely damage or even kill Yuwen Leidong, this kind of anti-heaven combat power is worthy of the innate water spirit body, and it can completely compete with all the gods of the Taixu Realm.

"The future Sect Master's wife is beyond the expectations of this Sect Master, but eleven swords in a row should be your limit, right?"

Mo Wubian did not forget to strike: "If you surrender now and hand over the Sword Saint Inheritance, this sect master can make you suffer a little less!"

"Self-righteous!"

Murong Wan smiled, like a round of rising sun, dispelling the endless demonic energy: "My strength is indeed inferior to you now, but it can also keep you in Wind and Tide City!"

"Huh?"

For this sentence, not to mention Mo Wubian and the others, even Murong Fanchen was a little puzzled, while Zi Ling was full of confusion, always feeling that something bad would happen.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, the white-clothed fairy raised his head and spit out a mouthful of essence blood, dyeing the light blue water sword blood-red, and the momentum in his body rose wildly, as if he had surpassed the extreme of the Heavenly Realm.

Then, a heavenly sound filled the heavens and the earth: "Litian Sword Array, Qi!"

In an instant, a devastating wave erupted from her delicate body.

"Woo Woo ......"

Behind the Murong family's mansion, a long sword with a terrifying aura burst out of the air, like a rain of swords covering the void, shuttling at the speed of chasing the wind and the moon.

"It's not good, it's the sword formation of the ancestral shrine!"

Murong Fanchen immediately discovered something, his face suddenly changed wildly, and he roared, "Wan'er, don't!"

Around the ancestral ancestral hall of the Murong family, there are ten thousand ancestral swords, which is the heritage of the family, if the family is broken, some descendants can still protect it.

This set of formations was left by the ancestors, but as the years passed, the energy in it was constantly consumed, so the heads of the family in the past generations would organize the strong people in the clan to inject the source power into it to warm the sword formation.

Of course, this set of sword formations is also the most powerful move in the Litian Sword Technique.

If Murong Wan's cultivation is enough, he will sacrifice the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array, and even the peak powerhouses of the True God Realm can be slashed under the sword.

However, she can't even cultivate the True God Realm now, and even to trigger the flow of a hundred swords, she needs to consume essence blood to stimulate energy, and if she wants to burst out the full power of this hundred swords, I'm afraid she will have to pay the price of her life.

"Miss, don't, it's not worth it for you to fight to the death with this bastard Mo Wubian!"

The powerhouses of the Murong family also discovered this scene, and their hearts were shocked in an instant, in their opinion, Murong Wan's life was thousands of times more precious than Mo Wubian's.

As long as Murong Wan is there in the family, sooner or later they will be able to lead everyone to glory and restore the glory of the Litian ancestor when he was alive.

But a small Mirror Moon Sect ruined the hope of the family, how could everyone not be angry!

"Kill...... Kill all these bastards!"

"Fight with them!"

As a roar sounded, the strong men of the Murong family below all came out of their sheaths, erupted into majestic fluctuations, and took the initiative to rush towards the strong men of the Mirror Moon Sect.

Void!

A hundred divine weapons arrived in an instant, circling around Murong Wan, and with the guidance of the Shui Yin Sword in her hand, they staggered and condensed, turning into a giant sword ten zhang long across the heavens and the earth!

"Poof!"

Murong Wan spit out a mouthful of essence blood again, and the giant sword turned into blood in an instant, exuding a vast coercion that was enough to sink heaven and earth.

"Maniac...... Women are really femme fatales!"

Mo Wubian was already frightened, and if he was hit by this giant sword, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would survive.

At this moment, there was already a black rag in Mo Wubian's hand, and with a slight shake, an unimaginable demonic qi vibrated out of it, but it gave people a feeling like evil qi, just because there were too many strong people who died under this black cloth.

The reason why it is said to be a rag is because it has left countless sword marks on it, and I think that over the years, I have followed Mo Wubian to fight for him, and I have not killed strong enemies for him.

"Whoa!"

Mo Wubian's hands rolled, and this black cloth instantly enlarged for hundreds of miles, and immediately directly wrapped a piece of sky, as if holding up a heaven and earth, which exuded the power of the world of destruction and fluctuations.

On the other side, Murong Wan's white dress fluttered above the giant sword, her face was calm, there was no sadness or joy, and only a little source power was frantically poured into her feet.

"Whoa!"

The giant sword moved, like an arrow from a string, and the void in its path continued to annihilate, and it was torn apart by the indescribable wave before it could be touched by the long sword.

"Stop Lao Tzu!"

Mo Wubian directly threw out the terrifying black cloth, and he turned around and fled to the side, shouting in his mouth: "The four of you haven't come out yet, stop her with this sect master." ”

The void shook slightly, and four powerful figures with terrifying breaths appeared in the distant sky, with the early stage cultivation of the True God Realm.

It turned out that Mo Wubian still had a back hand, and even Yuwen Lei Dong didn't know about this matter.

But after these four people appeared, just you looked at me, I looked at you, and they didn't move, thinking that they had seen the horror of the Litian Sword Array, and felt that Mo Wubian's promise was not enough for them to take risks.

Murong Wan was stunned, and the jade was burned, not to mention that there were four more powerhouses in the early stage of the True God Realm, even if there were a few more, it would not be able to change the overall situation.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the heavens and the earth shook violently, and the black cloth that wrapped a space struck, but it could only make the giant sword tremble slightly before it collapsed.

"How so?"

Seeing this scene, Mo Wubian's heart was frightened, but how could his speed be faster than the blood-colored giant sword chasing the wind and the moon.

"Tick!"

Suddenly, blood droplets slipped down on the giant sword, as if sensing the master's intentions, or wailing for the Murong family, which was about to be destroyed.

"Sister Murong, stop quickly, you can't die before the big brother arrives!"

The purple spirit had already turned into a streamer and rushed towards the void, but his speed was not half that of Murong Wan, so he could only scream frantically in the rear.

"Him?"

The white-clothed fairy was slightly touched, turned his head and glanced at the Endless Void, a layer of mist rose in his eyes, and muttered, "If it weren't for me, his pressure would be much less!"

In an instant, the giant sword chased towards Mo Wubian at an even faster speed.

Ten Miles...... Bali ...... Wuli ...... Three miles!

"Miss Murong stopped, this sect ...... I can immediately lead the Mirror Moon Sect to evacuate Fengxi City, and from now on, I will never be an enemy of the Murong family!"

Murong Wan didn't answer, how could she believe the enemy's death and begging for mercy.

Seeing that the Litian Sword Array and Mo Wubian would be able to detonate in the next instant, Murong Wan suddenly felt that the source power in her body was disordered, and her face was discolored in an instant.

"Damn, at such a juncture, how did you encounter a breakthrough in cultivation?"

She suppressed it with all her might, but the more it did, the more the restless aura became more and more violent.

"Whoa......

Suddenly, the greatsword beneath her feet, which was enough to make Mo Wu's soul tremble, began to disintegrate, and the handle fell uncontrollably.

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