In the woods, the cold wind howls and the blades of grass fly.

"Ten swords fly together!" With a shout, ten shining flying swords rushed over together. Ten swords flew together, unstoppable, and for a while, the sword qi was agitated, and the grass and trees were broken.

Mo Shaofeng did not back down, but gathered the strength of his whole body and used the Killing God Fist. The blue fist fused with golden light, and its power increased exponentially, hitting the flying sword with a continuous sound.

After Mo Shaofeng's God Killing Fist fused with the power of the sealing artifact, it could bombard the martial artists of the Nine Heavens. Although the ten swords flying together are infinitely powerful, they are far from the difference compared to the God Killing Fist and the Sealing Artifact.

The God Killing Fist and the Ten Swords flew together for a while to gain the upper hand.

In the woods, the light is shining, clanging, and dazzling.

Luo Shiqiu was stunned, only to see that the two sides were fighting with all their might, and they were all ruthless. Huang Zhou concentrated his mana and blessed the power of the ten swords flying together, forming a ten-sided encirclement of the enemy.

Mo Shaofeng was calm and calm, the God Killing Fist and the sealing artifact were integrated, and the fist that erupted was like a bamboo, blocking the siege of the ten flying swords.

No matter what angle the ten flying swords attack from, they will all be blocked by the Killing God Fist.

Mo Shaofeng punched out, the sound was like thunder, and a sword flew away. The two swords, one on the left and one on the right, besieged and were soon blown away by two blue fists.

Huang Zhou sweated like rain, his eyes were sharp, his gestures flew up, and he controlled ten flying swords to besiege it together.

Mo Shaofeng rose from the ground, his fists were struck, and more than a dozen blue fists rushed in all directions, blocking ten flying swords. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Shaofeng gathered all his strength and punched out with a fire dragon fist.

The ten-meter-long fire dragon opened its teeth and claws and rushed towards Huang Zhou.

The situation was critical, and Huang Zhou hurriedly withdrew ten flying swords, forming a sword formation in front of him to defend. Ten flying swords formed a circle to form a shield that blocked the onslaught of the fire dragon.

The fire dragon slammed into the sword array shield, booming, and the flames scattered in all directions.

"Flame Palm!" Mo Shaofeng rushed over angrily and flew the other party with a palm.

Huang Zhou was hit hard, flew sideways, and hit his head on the tree.

The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect were stunned and discussed.

"Senior Brother Huang is actually defeated!"

"Senior Brother Huang's ten swords are flying together, and they are powerful enough to destroy the martial artists of the Eight Heavens. ”

"This kid is obviously only the strength of the Fifth Heaven, why can he fight against the Ten Swords Qi Fei?"

"Freaks, demons against the sky!"

Luo Shiqiu's heart was bumpy, and he couldn't believe the facts he saw. Mo Shaofeng has changed, he has become ruthless, and he has become decisive. In the past, Mo Shaofeng was indecisive and waited for death, but now he has completely changed.

Luo Shiqiu joined Murong Mansion and practiced the exercises hard, just to kill Mo Shaofeng and take revenge. But now, Luo Shiqiu finally understands that he can't get back this blood feud for the rest of his life, because the enemy is too powerful.

Luo Shiqiu was very helpless, ashamed of the expectations of his father and brother, as well as the entire family. The revenge is difficult to revenge, and he feels guilty, Luo Shiqiu cleared his tears in two lines, and shed for whom.

Huang Zhou stood up and said hatefully: "You have a kind, I'm not convinced." ”

Mo Shaofeng smiled: "If you are not convinced, let's continue to fight." ”

"I don't believe it, I can't beat you. Huang Zhou snorted coldly, raised his sword and attacked. The light of the Void Sword flashed, and it was like a frightening wave, and it was in front of the enemy in an instant.

Mo Shaofeng condensed his sword and waved his sword to fight. The two swords clashed together, clanging. The two competed in swordsmanship and fought for more than a dozen rounds, regardless of victory or defeat.

Huang Zhou kicked the ground, jumped up, and the sword in his hand swept out, and a fierce sword qi rushed out horizontally, destroying two trees in an instant.

Huang Zhou wielded his sword, and his incomparably powerful sword aura swept in all directions, destroying a large area of trees around him. These trees are like papier-mâché, and as long as they are swept by the sword qi, they will immediately break.

Huang Zhou's eyes were cold, and his murderous aura was unabated, wielding the sword to strangle the other party.

More than a dozen sword qi formed a sword net, enveloping all directions.

Mo Shaofeng let out a low shout, and the Killing God Fist burst out, breaking through the blockade of the sword net, and then, a sword stabbed into the opponent's heart.

Huang Zhou seized the opportunity and swept with a sword, "Click!" broke with a bang, and the sword in Mo Shaofeng's hand was broken in half from the middle.

Mo Shaofeng was taken aback, and the sword in his hand was broken, leaving a flaw for the other party.

After all, Huang Zhou was a martial artist of the Eight Heavens, so he seized the opportunity and stabbed it with a sword. Mo Shaofeng threw away the broken sword and quickly retreated.

A killing god punch hit the Chong Xuan Sword, blocking the fierce attack.

The Void Sword buzzed, the light dissipated, and a crack appeared on it. After some fighting, the ancient divine soldiers began to fail to rush the void sword.

In ancient times, this Chongxu Sword was damaged because of the killing of demon demons, and later fell into the hands of the Iron Sword Gate.

The patriarch of the Iron Sword Gate threw the damaged Chongxu Sword into the furnace, added some heavenly and earthly treasures, and forged it for seven days and seven nights before the damaged Chongxu Sword was restored to its original state.

After all, the Chongxu Sword has been damaged, and even if it is repaired as it is, it is a fly in the ointment.

Huang Zhou held the Void Sword and confronted the Killing God Fist, causing new damage, which caused great damage to the sword's owner. Those who love the sword regard it as life, and the damage to the sword is like being cut by a thousand knives, and the feeling is very painful.

Huang Zhou stared at the crack on the sword, his heart was dripping blood, and a wave of anger spread throughout his body.

"Mo Shaofeng, you destroy my sword, and I will play with you. Huang Zhou gritted his teeth and used the twelve styles of kendo and the seventh style of sword tricks.

The power of the Hundred Swords Returning to the Sect is extremely powerful, and it must be above the Ten Swords Flying Together.

Originally, the move of Hundred Swords Returning to the Sect could only be exerted by the powerhouses of the Martial Venerable Realm, but as long as the martial artist burned the essence and blood and stimulated the potential in his body, he could also give full play to the Hundred Swords Returning to the Sect.

In order to turn defeat into victory, Huang Zhou used the strongest sword move at the cost of burning his life, and returned to the sect with a hundred swords.

The Chong Void Sword flew into the sky, the light shone, and suddenly, countless swords were transformed, covering the sky. A hundred flying swords appeared in the void, protecting Huang Zhou's entire body.

Huang Zhou stood in the midst of a hundred swords, like a sword god descending. Hundreds of flying sword lights flickered, densely packed, and gathered around Huang Zhou's body, causing tremendous pressure in all directions.

"It's a hundred swords returning to the sect. ”

"Senior Brother Huang is crazy, the return of a hundred swords to the sect requires the skill of the martial arts realm to be able to exert itself. ”

"Senior Brother Huang is good, burning the essence and blood in his body, stimulating his potential, bursting out with a hundred swords to return to the sect, killing Mo Shaofeng in one fell swoop, and raising the prestige of my Iron Sword Gate. ”

Huang Zhou stood in the air, the sword around his body standing still, waiting for orders.

Huang Zhou stretched out his hand and pointed, and hundreds of flying swords pointed at Mo Shaofeng in unison.

"I will redouble the humiliation you have given me. A hundred swords return to the sect!" Huang Zhou shouted, stretched out his hand, and hundreds of flying swords received the order, and all rushed towards the enemy.

Mo Shaofeng changed color in shock, and his eyes were densely packed with flying swords. Hundreds of flying swords were overwhelming, shrouded in the sky, and that kind of momentum was like a mountain descending.

Luo Shiqiu was nervous, hoping that the enemy would die under the flying sword, and also hoped that he would live. She watched intently, only to see that the enemy was engulfed by hundreds of flying swords in an instant.

Hundreds of flying swords attacked together, and even Wu Zun had to end up hating. Mo Shaofeng is in a catastrophe, and he will die without a whole body.

Everyone thought that the hundred swords would return to the sect and would strangle Mo Shaofeng. Huang Zhou also thinks so, because he burned his life, and if he can't kill the other party, he will lose.

Huang Zhou burned essence blood, burst out with a hundred swords to return to the sect, the pressure was very great, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his face was pale.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A series of earth-shattering loud noises, instantaneous, dusty, and sword qi shot out. Hundreds of flying swords were like a downpour, enveloping a radius of dozens of meters.

Almost everything was destroyed, whether it was trees or rocks, all by the flying sword. Hundreds of flying swords destroyed large swaths of trees, and many rocks turned into powder.

On the earth, there are thousands of holes, and all things are destroyed.

Luo Shiqiu was frightened, and when he looked closely, he saw a clearing in front of him, on which there were many residues. What about Mo Shaofeng's corpse?

Huang Zhou was amazed, there was no blood on the ground, there were no corpses, and the enemy seemed to have evaporated, without a trace. Could it be that a hundred swords returned to the sect and strangled Mo Shaofeng's pretending criminals into meat scum?

Something is wrong! Even if it turns into meat scrap, there should be blood!

Huang Zhou withdrew the Chongxu Sword, frowned, walked over, searched carefully, the ground was a mess, and no flesh and blood was found.

"You lost. Before the words fell, a sharp sword pierced Huang Zhou's body.

(End of chapter)