The thirteenth layer of the Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique, strictly speaking, has broken through the realm of the martial arts world and reached the Xianxia level.

You don't see, after the rainbow cat broke through, it flew directly with the sword and flew to the side of the blue rabbit.

Of course, such an action is in vain without the support of a strong true qi.

However, Fang Mo was now approaching in this direction.

Back to business.

Fang Mo's side, over and over again, he danced from the first form of the Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique, all the way to the twelfth form, and then from the second style, to the first style, constantly circling this process.

"Hey, Brother Fang Xian's swordsmanship, even if there are only the first twelve swords, it is very powerful, when he was still a congenital quadruple, he relied on one of the moves in this set of swordsmanship to cut off the brand of the old pig!"

"Isn't this thirteenth layer of his current cultivation even more powerful?"

Gu Santong was surprised while looking at it.

Fang Mo was no longer limited to sword moves.

At this moment, it is a sword in the first layer, and the next moment it is connected, like a sword in the third layer, and it seems to be a sword in the eleventh layer.

Gradually, Fang Mo closed his eyes and swirled around the periphery of the magma eruption, constantly dancing the Zhanlu in his hand.

The magma reached Fang Mo's body, and actively melted into Fang Mo's sword moves, driven by Fang Mo's sword, and a force of heaven and earth vitality that was difficult to perceive, followed the sword, merged into Fang Mo's hundred veins, and went straight to the dantian.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a new round of fierce eruptions arrived.

"Brother Xian, be vigilant!" Gu Santong's eyes stared at Fang Mo without blinking, always preparing to absorb power**, planning to turn on the King Kong Incorruptible Divine Skill as soon as Fang Mo was wrecked, and use the power absorption** to bring Fang Mo back.

"Brush!"

At this moment, Fang Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and a breathtaking light erupted from his eyes.

Then, I saw Fang Mo's figure, which was illusory.

"Brush!"

From Fang Mo's body in the center of the flames, a phantom suddenly rushed out, no, it was almost the same sword-wielder as Fang Mo, standing in front of Fang Mo in the air, dancing the sword.

"Brush!"

Another identical figure emerged on Fang Mo's left side.

"Brush brush brush ......" Next, a total of twelve figures appeared around Fang Mo's body, each of them dancing with sword moves, and everyone was different.

"This ...... This...... This is a miracle, my God......" Gu Santong directly looked stupid.

The master of the innate peak, the force value has exceeded the cognition of mortals, and even relying on the absorption of power**, there is no problem in moving a house and a hill.

However, Fang Mo's Tianxiu operation is simply incredible, and it directly blinded the titanium alloy dog eye of the ancient three links.

And Fang Mo, no matter what kind of mood the ancient three links are in.

After all the twelve figures rushed out of his body, Fang Mo closed his eyes again.

At this moment, Fang Mo really felt that he could see the rhythm of the twelve sword dances around him, as well as the rules of the sword dance!

Moreover, these are not mirror images, but as if they are dancing with a sword.

"It's amazing to be born with divine sense!" In the system space, the sound of the system resounding in this small confined space, and he said in surprise.

"No wonder......" After a while, the system seemed to be clear, and it was quiet again.

Gradually, Fang Mo in the middle crossed his knees and sat in mid-air.

The heat wave under the ass doesn't seem to feel the slightest sense of the Tao.

And the twelve figures around Fang Mo's body, gradually, the movements of the sword dance were coordinated together.

Until, the twelve of them danced the "Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique" from the first style of the first layer to the last style of the twelfth layer.

"It's done!"

At this moment, Fang Mo opened his eyes again.

And the twelve figures, one after another, fused into Fang Mo's body.

"Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique, Thirteenth Layer!" Fang Mo shouted, and Zhan Lu, who was in his right hand, suddenly came out of his hand, constantly rotating around Fang Mo.

Then, Fang Mo took Zhan Lu and turned into a circle, and then plunged headlong into the gushing magma.

"Virtuous brother!" The surprised Gu Santong couldn't care about being surprised, rushed to the shore, and continued to fill the Tianchi in large numbers, as if he was about to jump in.

Dozens of breaths passed, but Fang Mo's figure was still missing, and as soon as Gu Santong took off his cloak and threw it to the ground, a fierce man planned to go in to find someone.

"Boom!"

However, at this moment, at the other end of the Tianchi, there was a sudden sound of breaking water.

I saw a red light, dragging a long trail, piercing the sky.

Then, in the stunned eyes of Gu Santong, it fell in front of his eyes.

"I, I, my God......" Gu Santong's eyes widened in surprise, looking at the familiar figure in front of him.

The person in front of him was Fang Mo, who had dissipated dozens of breaths.

I saw that Fang Mo was dressed in clothes, even if he dived underwater, he didn't get the slightest wetness or burn.

is still dressed in luxurious purple, with a handsome hairstyle and face, looking at himself with a smile.

What was even more amazing was that in front of Fang Mo's eyes, there was a sword with a red glow in the silver light all over his body.

"Brother Xian, are you, feathered?"

The ancient three-way stammered road.

"Feathering is still far away, but it has stepped into the ranks of cultivators!" Fang Mo also sighed.

When he broke through the thirteenth layer, Fang Mo knew that the thirteenth layer of the Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique was originally a sword technique.

"The Death of the Nine Shadows" can make people cultivate their divine sense, and it can be regarded as a true cultivation method.

And himself, with the help of the energy of the volcanic eruption, went further.

Now, according to the saying in martial arts, he is an innate peak martial artist with ten layers of innocence.

But according to the words of the cultivator, he is a cultivator of the tenth level of Qi cultivation.

Of course, it's a pseudo-cultivator who can only use martial arts and can't do bullshit spells.

That's what the system tells.

Born in the divine sense, the mark of a cultivator.

"Cultivator, what is it?" The strange way of the ancient three links.

"Cultivators...... You'll know later! Fang Mo smiled mysteriously, his consciousness moved, and Zhan Lu returned to the sheath.

"You guy, aren't you hanging? Say it, say it......"

Gu Santong chased after Fang Mo and kept shouting.

"I won't tell you!" Fang Mo smiled, jumped over, and rode on the red rabbit horse.

"You kid, isn't your current strength much stronger than mine!" Seeing Fang Mo easily dodge himself, Gu Santong shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"Ah, how do you know!" Fang Mo smiled.

"You kid......" Gu Santong scolded with a smile and chased after Fang Mo.

However, at this moment, Fang Mo suddenly heard a familiar female voice.

"Big brother, don't talk, someone is coming!" Fang Mo had the divine sense that only a cultivator had, and his sensing power was far beyond that of ordinary people, so he hurriedly pulled the ancient three links and walked to the side.

Conveniently, he dealt with the footprints of the two of them.

"Father, we ......"

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