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Knowing in his heart the power of the Sword of Thought, Mo Wen's face became a lot more solemn, he had underestimated this Jiang Quanfu before, if his Sword of Mind was used very skillfully, he was afraid that it would be a fatal threat to him, after all, the things of immortal cultivators were too lethal for ancient martial artists.

"Flying Spirit Sword, slash!"

Jiang Quanfu let out a low snort, a ball of essence light suddenly burst out in his eyes, and the next moment the long sword in his hand suddenly flew up, suspended in midair, and suddenly disappeared in place the next moment.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Wen's body, which was a hundred meters away, appeared silently and slashed down with a sword.

A white light poured down, enveloping Mo Wen in an instant, and the long sword seemed to have crossed the limits of time and space, and appeared in front of Mo Wen's eyes in an instant.

Mo Wen squinted his eyes slightly, his body tensed slightly, sure enough, it was the taste of the sword of thought, before the long sword came, the terrifying coercion descended, and the coercion that burst out of the mind due to the high degree of condensation was almost comparable to the coercion of the peak of the fetal breath realm.

In an instant, Mo Wen's body seemed to be pressed against a small mountain, and his body stiffened. The flying sword, as fast as a bolt of lightning, came in the blink of an eye.

When ordinary people encounter such a sword, they are afraid that they will be beheaded in the blink of an eye, and they are immersed in the terrifying suppression of thoughts before they die, and they will never be able to react.

The corners of Jiang Quanfu's mouth hooked up a cruel smile, no matter how high Mo Wen's internal qi cultivation was, but he was not in the fetal breath realm after all, and in terms of comprehensive quality, he would definitely not be able to compare with an ancient martial artist in the fetal breath realm.

His Flying Spirit Sword is a peerless martial art of the Dafang Sect, and the peerless martial arts obtained by the five founding patriarchs of the Dafang Sect from the mysterious place back then, the level is comparable to the peerless martial arts, and even surpasses it, and only people in the Fetal Breath realm can cultivate.

For many years, the Dafang faction has been hiding the Flying Spirit Sword, and very few people know about it, even if it is the head of the Dafang faction. I don't know the cultivation method of the Flying Spirit Sword. Because only by becoming a Supreme Elder of the Dafang Sect and having the cultivation of the fetal breath realm can he cultivate this peerless learning.

Once the Flying Spirit Sword is cast, it will have a terrifying lethality and even a fatal threat to the ancient martial artists who are also in the Fetal Breath Realm.

Mo Wen was no more than half a half-witted person in the Fetal Breath realm, he didn't believe that he could dodge the blow of the Flying Spirit Sword.

After knowing that Jiang Quanfu was casting the sword of thought, Mo Wen completely concentrated. The moment the flying sword slashed down, a ball of essence light erupted in his eyes, and suddenly there seemed to be an invisible ripple hitting the flying sword, causing the flying sword to stagnate for an instant.

Taking advantage of that moment, Mo Wen's figure flickered and disappeared in place. A few dodges appeared dozens of meters away.

Almost at the same moment, the flying sword flashed down and swept past where he had been, splitting his afterimage in half.

"Dodge!"

Jiang Quanfu's eyes widened, his eyes were full of surprise, he thought that a sword would be enough to solve that kid, but he didn't want the other party to seize the moment and dodge.

How is that possible!

How could Jiang Quanfu, who cultivated the Sword of Intent, not understand the latest chapter of the Dugu Female Overlord. His Flying Spirit Sword almost belongs to the martial arts that cannot be avoided, once the thought of dodging arises in his heart, he will inevitably die under the Flying Spirit Sword, which is also the terrifying place of the Flying Spirit Sword, the hidden absolute killing condition.

After all, the speed of the human body cannot be faster than his flying sword, and when encountering a flying sword, dodging is a fatal mistake.

Those don't dodge, don't dodge. People who fight hard with the flying sword, on the contrary, are not easy to die, and can survive the attack of the flying sword.

It was the first time Jiang Quanfu had seen someone who could dodge in the Flying Spirit Sword, and it was still a teenager, it was a peerless powerhouse at the peak of the Fetal Breath Realm, something that almost couldn't be done.

"How did you do that?"

Jiang Quanfu looked at Mo Wen in disbelief, he really didn't understand how Mo Wen did it just a moment. Dodging the attack under the flying sword, in his mind, it was almost impossible to do.

If the eldest brother Jiang Quangui used the Flying Spirit Sword on him, it would definitely be a dead end if he chose to dodge. There is no second possibility.

"Turtle!"

A hundred meters away, Mo Wen rolled his eyes, he thought that since Jiang Quanfu could cultivate the Sword of Thought, he should have some understanding of the Sword of Thought, but he didn't want him to be at the level of a layman.

Under normal circumstances, the Sword of Mind really can't dodge. An ancient martial artist in the early stage of fetal breath relied on the speed of the flying sword of his mind to move, which was comparable to that of an ancient martial artist in the Jindan realm. If an ancient martial artist in the Jindan realm used the sword of intent, the speed would be even more terrifying.

However, who will let the Sword of Mind kill under "normal" circumstances, and the means to deal with the Sword of Mind are usually to interfere with the thoughts on the flying sword through their own thoughts. Once the mind is disturbed, both speed and attack power will drop a lot.

If the power of the mind is strong enough, you can even rely on the interference of the mind to directly remove all the thoughts attached to the flying sword of the opponent, cut off the opponent's control of the flying sword, and even control the opponent's flying sword in turn, and you can solve the opponent without much effort.

After all, the Sword of Mind is not a flying sword in the hands of an immortal cultivator, it is just a sword of Thought, and there is almost no guarantee, whoever has a strong mind can win against the other party.

Only the flying sword in the hands of the immortal cultivator will not have this drawback, because the flying sword in the hand of the immortal cultivator is a specially made flying sword, and after the method of immortal sacrifice, the soul mark is imprinted on the flying sword, so that the flying sword recognizes the master and commands freely like his own arm, and it is difficult for the enemy to take away the flying sword.

The moment the flying sword fell just now, Mo Wen interfered with the flying sword with his own thoughts, causing the flying sword to stop for a moment before retreating. That Jiang Quanfu didn't even notice this detail, or he didn't know that the Sword of Mind could interfere with this conventional method with his mind.

Mo Wen was a little amused in his heart, seeing that he was so young, he didn't know much about the martial arts he cultivated, and he really didn't understand how he cultivated the Sword of Thought. Normally, people who cultivate the Sword of Mind will have several means to prevent the interference of the enemy's mind to ensure the lethality of the flying sword. Now it seems that Jiang Quanfu does not have such clever means at all.

Mo Wen's heart relaxed, that Jiang Quanfu's sword of thought may not be as difficult as he imagined.

"You dare to scold me. ”

Mo Wen not only didn't answer his question, but also dared to scold him for being a turtle, Jiang Quanfu was suddenly furious, and chased after Mo Wen with a dodge, and at the same time concentrated his mind and manipulated the flying sword to fly towards Mo Wen.

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth hooked up a playful smile, and he didn't touch Jiang Quanfu, he showed an inch of walking, constantly dodging, and always kept a distance from Jiang Quanfu.

Jiang Quanfu's face was gloomy, and he exerted his light skills to the limit, constantly chasing after Mo Wen, and when he found an opportunity, he gave Mo Wen a flying sword and martial arts.

But every time he took out his sword, the distance between him and Mo Wen was within fifty meters, and he made an instant move.

But unfortunately, no matter how he commanded the flying sword attack, he did not form any blow to Mo Wen, and every time Mo Wen was able to escape from his flying sword, there was almost no exception.

Jiang Quanfu was a little crazy in his heart, chasing after Mo Wen vigorously, he didn't understand why Mo Wen could dodge the Flying Spirit Sword, which was claimed to be impossible to dodge, again and again, and that appearance seemed to be easy, and it didn't take much effort at all.

The cultivation conditions of the Flying Spirit Sword are very high, and the conditions for casting them are also very high, and every time he casts the Flying Spirit Sword, it will consume a lot of his energy. After seven or eight swords, with his cultivation, he felt an emptiness in his mind, his energy was passing frantically, and cold sweat began to appear on his head.

If he can't kill Mo Wen again, I'm afraid he won't have the ability to strike again.

"Within fifty meters of the attack. ”

Mo Wen's feet moved slightly, and he dodged Jiang Quanfu's sword, and a smile was hooked on the corner of his mouth, it turned out that the attack distance of the flying sword was only less than fifty meters, and he really looked at Jiang Quanfu a step higher, and the sword of his cultivation was probably just a half-baked thing.

"Little bunny, don't hide! Fight with grandpa for 300 rounds. ”

Never able to attack Mo Wen, Jiang Quanfu was furious in his heart, when did he deal with a junior, he could be so down-and-out, and he still used the Zhen Sect Martial Arts Flying Spirit Sword.

has lived a lifetime, Jiang Quanfu has never been so aggrieved, that kid's light skills are inevitably a little too high, and he can't attack him with the Flying Spirit Sword, so can't he get it by using other martial arts?

"Old turtle, what can you do with me if you don't hide?"

Mo Wen tested Jiang Quanfu's level, so he really didn't hide, and stood in place in a daze.

"Boy, give me death. ”

Seeing this, Jiang Quanfu was overjoyed in his heart, and tried his best to urge the flying sword, and slashed at Mo Wen fiercely with one sword, spanning a distance of dozens of meters in an instant.

Mo Wen stood in place lightly, as if he didn't see the flying sword light, and appeared in front of him in an instant.

But almost instantly, a dazzling golden light erupted in Mo Wen's eyes, and the aura on his body instantly soared, and the terrifying aura was cold and domineering, like a cold-blooded emperor.

At that moment, the coercion exuded by Mo Wen almost exceeded the realm of the early stage of fetal breath, which was enough to be comparable to the terrifying coercion of the middle stage of fetal breath.

The moment that coercion appeared, the flying sword that flew suddenly paused, and this time the pause was extraordinarily long, even Jiang Quanfu found that something was wrong.

Mo Wen let out a long howl, and jumped up, the sound seemed to contain the dragon's groan and whistling, rippling between heaven and earth for a long time.

In the distance, those trial members who were getting farther and farther away from the battle circle, almost more than five hundred meters, covered their ears one by one and squatted down in pain, and some people with low cultivation rolled directly on the ground, as if they were in pain.

The flying sword suspended in mid-air was affected by the invisible sound wave, and let out a mournful roar, and it strangely stopped in mid-air.

Mo Wen's figure appeared in front of the flying sword in a flash, and grabbed the flying sword in his hand.