"Senior brother, what do you want to do?" Xiao Yicai shouted loudly, "You still have to do it with others now...... Don't you want to die? ”

"Didn't I say that?" Mo Wen gently stroked the sword of love, with a smile on his face, "Let you come to see me for the last time...... Zhang Xiaofan, draw your sword! ”

"I don't want to fight you." Zhang Xiaofan shook his head. "It doesn't mean anything other than make you die a little faster."

"But I need to fight you!" Mo Wen's eyes were like lightning: "I rescued Baguio, who was seriously injured under Shizun's sword...... But for the deaths of Master and Uncle Wan, you have to pay a little responsibility! ”

"Although you didn't mean it, although it was the so-called destiny, I still feel very unhappy!"

"Just sit back and watch." Mo Wen glanced at Lu Xueqi, who had the intention of doing something, and with a wave of his hand, several magic circles lit up on the ground, and the faint fluorescence covered all the people except Zhang Xiaofan, "I have been prepared for a long time, the magic circle set up here is connected to the earth's qi, and you will not be able to intervene for a while with your cultivation." ”

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head and sighed, and gently pulled out the Zhuxian behind his back.

"Come on! Who is stronger after cultivating the five volumes of the "Book of Heaven" and holding the ancient sword to punish the immortals, and me, who has also cultivated the five volumes of the "Book of Heaven" and holding the cloud shadow? I'd love to know! ”

Laughing, Mo Wen flew backwards, floating on the rolling waves of the Ruthless Sea, full of fighting spirit.

"Does it make sense to be strong and weak?" Zhang Xiaofan stood in place, his face calm: "Didn't you say that grasping the current happiness is the most important thing?" ”

"It's right to embrace happiness with both hands." Mo Wen put the cloud shadow on his chest, pressed the middle finger of his left index finger on the sword and wiped it gently: "But the sword in his hand is used to protect happiness." ”

"Let me see if you have the strength to keep your current happiness!" The two qi of yin and yang flowed rapidly, and a thick column of water that was constantly circling rose in the ruthless sea, condensing into an ice dragon and rushing towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan stared at Mo Wen on the other side, and didn't look at the ice dragon that rushed in, Zhu Xian waved his hand casually, and the dazzling white light poured into the mountains and seas, and the huge ice dragon was swallowed in an instant, and there was no scum left.

"The power of the ancient sword to punish the immortal envoy and the earth's qi is still so amazing." Mo Wen exclaimed, waving the cloud shadow to block the aftermath of Zhang Xiaofan's blow.

"Well, my strength is enough." Zhang Xiaofan did not have a trace of smugness on his face.

"Is that enough? You're too sitting. Mo Wen sneered, "Even if you have the Immortal in hand, if you don't have the help of the Immortal Sword Formation, you will not be the opponent of the Beast God that day...... What's more, Shenzhou is so big, strange people don't know how many people and strange people don't know, and there are endless magical spells, you don't want to underestimate the heroes of the world! ”

"Don't talk about the vanity...... If you think you're strong enough, try to defeat me! ”

Don't ask and stand with a sword.

……

"It's really strong...... Have these two guys gotten this strong? Clenching the violently trembling Dragon Slaying Sword, Lin Jingyu looked at the two people on the sea and muttered.

"The junior brother said that he had cultivated the Taiji Xuanqing Dao to the Taiqing Realm...... Xiao Yicai smiled bitterly: "Is this the power of the Taiqing Realm?" ”

"You're wrong." I don't know when he stood up, Zhou Xian's face was serious: "These two people are monks who have stepped on the edge of the entrance path...... It doesn't have much to do with Taiqingjing anymore. ”

"Please also ask the seniors to explain." Xiao Yicai put down his body.

"In short, the two of them are now taking half a step more on the basis of Taiqing Realm." Ignoring the surprise of the onlookers, Zhou Zhou Xian stroked his beard solemnly: "Their cultivation may not be as strong as those old monsters who have been cultivating for a hundred years, but the realm has already been exceeded, if these two people take another half a step, they will usher in the test of the Heavenly Dao...... Or rather, a catastrophe. ”

"Seniors have seen this happen?" Lin Jingyu asked curiously.

"No...... I've only read about it from ancient books. Zhou Zhou Xian shook his head: "Now these two people will attract the power of heaven and earth with their moves, although they rely on the divine weapons in their hands, but this kind of cultivation should not be underestimated." ”

"Don't ask that little ghost really didn't say big things...... Of the people here now, only Zhang Xiaofan's kid has the strength to fight him. ”

……

Ruthless at sea.

"Drink!" Zhang Xiaofan struck hard, and a violent white light lit up from above Zhu Xian, and then turned into a huge lightsaber and slashed at Mo Wen.

"Hey!" Mo Wen waved his sword, and the cloud shadow was also blazing with white light.

Bang!

The sea below the intersection of the two swords instantly sunken into a large pit, and the waves several feet high swept out towards the surroundings.

[Whew...... Sure enough, I am still inferior to him in terms of cultivation, and Zhu Xian actually doesn't have any advantage...... What now? Zhang Xiaofan, who was a little short of breath, stared at Mo Wen, who was still calm and relaxed, through the scattered light chips, and secretly thought about countermeasures.

"It seems that you haven't studied the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven." Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan stopped the offensive, Mo Wen Jian chuckled: "Now it's my turn...... Get ready to take it! ”

"Patriarch Aoba has comprehended the four true methods from the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven, one of which is specially used for the Zhuxian Sword Array, which should be the method summarized by the patriarch." Mo Wen stabbed the sky with a sword, "The other three styles were born from the three laws of heaven, earth, heaven and man, and according to each person's understanding, the moves are very different. ”

"This is the technique I learned from the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven." Mo Wen's face was cold, and Yun Ying couldn't help but tremble lightly: "Heavenly Sword. Gangfeng Thunder Flame! ”

Circles of colored light and shadow began to appear above the gray cloud shadow, Mo Wen pointed forward with his sword, and the roaring hurricane with golden flames surged towards Zhang Xiaofan around the thunder pillar.

The white light of the Zhuxian Sword lit up, but this time, the pillar of light formed by the fierce thunder and flames of the Gangfeng was not easily shattered like the ice dragon, but slowly pressed towards Zhang Xiaofan with the surging white light.

[Is this the Heavenly Sword that Mo Wen comprehended? Gangfeng, thunder and fire, the sword of attack and killing to the extreme! Zhang Xiaofan exerted his strength, and the white light on the Zhuxian Sword was flourishing, and he gradually withstood the approaching thunder pillar. [However, compared to the power of Zhu Xian, there is still some distance......]

"Looks like this trick won't be able to clean you up." Mo Wen put away his sword, and the surging thunder pillar gradually subsided. [Zhu Xian's defense by borrowing the earth spirit is really strong enough, and he can't even beat Gangfeng Thunder Flame. And that guy obviously has spare energy, so it's not good for me to directly amplify the move...... Well, use that trick to teach him a lesson. 】

"Take my next sword!"

"Human sword. Fortune is impermanent! ”

There is no astonishing momentum, no terrifying light and shadow...... Not even a sharp sword whistle sounded. Mo Wen's sword was like a breeze in the forest, and in the soft morning light, there was no threat in the slightest, and it floated softly towards Zhang Xiaofan.

Of course, this is the first impression of this sword by everyone around, but Zhang Xiaofan, who faced this sword, was already depressed and depressed.

……

At the moment when Mo Wen took out his sword, Zhang Xiaofan was like falling into a fog, in a trance, not knowing where he was, although he could see Mo Wen getting closer and closer, but the scenes of the past kept emerging from his eyes, making him unable to distinguish who was real and who was illusory.

Cangsong Daoren fought Puzhi, and the dazzling light lit up the entire night sky, and then ...... Zhang Xiaofan watched his beloved parents die at the hands of the crazy Puzhi, still shouting and shouting wildly, and the ending did not change, and the bright red blood moistened the loess under Caomiao Village.

On the night of Tongtian Peak, by the blue water pool, Qi Hao and Tian Ling'er hugged each other sweetly...... Under the bright moon, there is only a lonely shadow left.

The seven veins will be martial, the thunder rumbles, the sky roars, and the surging electric light gushes out.

On the ruthless seaside, the eyes of the black water snake are like fire, and the water waves are overwhelming......

At the foot of the East China Sea Liubo Mountain, the cow roared wildly, and the giant mouth bit down on the head.

Qingyun battle, the sword of Zhuxian is the power of heaven and earth, Baguio stepped forward, the golden bell is crisp, the blood is like a curtain, Yiren looked back and laughed, and then greeted him without hesitation......

In the cold stone room, the old archwizard hung his head weakly, the bright red blood array shattered, the blood flowed all over the ground, and the white smoke floating in the air shook for a while, and flew back into the golden bell.

……

[Why?] Why can't I change this tragic fate, no matter how hard I try? Zhang Xiaofan's ears kept echoing such murmurs, coupled with the constantly changing scenes in front of him, although it did not make him lose his mind, but it was enough to make him feel sad.

“…… Is this your human sword? Zhang Xiaofan sighed lightly, and then his gaze became extremely firm. Fate may be impermanent, but I will never give up! ”

Half of the Xuan Immortal raised lightly, blocking in front of Mo Wen's sword that seemed to be slow and urgent.

Then, the illusory sword shadow passed through Zhu Xian, and the cloud shadow flowing with a faint glow was on Zhang Xiaofan's neck.

"Now that you have understood the sword intent of this sword, why not be careful?" Mo Wen didn't know when he appeared behind Zhang Xiaofan, "Destiny is impermanent." ”

……

"What a delicate sword! It's just that why is the sword intent so decadent? Lin Jingyu frowned.

"Oh?" Zhou Xian raised his eyebrows, "It seems that the little guy still has some knowledge, what do you see?" ”

"I just feel uncomfortable with that sword. In the past, when Uncle Wan taught me the true trick of swordsmanship, he said that he must have an indomitable momentum to be able to fit the Dao Divine Sword and exert great power...... But don't ask this virtual and real sword, although it is extremely exquisite, but the sword intent is indeed helpless, and it gives people that feeling like ......" Lin Jingyu pondered for a while, "It's like...... Puppets are the same. ”

"Sharp intuition." Zhou Zhou Xian nodded, "Although the sword of Mo Wen Xiao Ghost is lamenting the impermanence of fate, he himself is also addicted to this sword intent, and he has no will of his own...... To put it simply, this sword has sword intent, but no sword soul, if it weren't for Zhang Xiaofan's carelessness, he wouldn't have been hit. ”

……

"I lost." Zhang Xiaofan's face remained unchanged, and he couldn't see a trace of joy and anger.

"Really? I don't like to be perfunctory. Mo Wen drew his sword and retreated into the distance, "For the next blow, I will go all out, if you still suppress the power of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword like just now, you may not be able to take my sword...... If there is any damage, Senior Sister Lu and Miss Baguio are sad, don't blame me! ”

The surging spiritual power emerged from around Mo Wen's body, and the surrounding air suddenly became extremely viscous, and Zhang Xiaofan felt a huge pressure squeezing towards him from all directions, as if this piece of heaven and earth was expelling him.

[Don't ask him what he wants to do...... Groove cake, such a powerful breath, this time I really can't keep my hand. Feeling the huge pressure, Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath and raised Zhu Xian. Since this is your expectation...... Then take a good look at it, the power of Zhu Xian! 】

Zhang Xiaofan's face became extremely red in an instant, and the dazzling white light quickly converged on Zhu Xian, turning into a giant sword similar to the strengthened main sword of the Zhu Xian Sword Array, hanging above Zhang Xiaofan's head.

It's just that compared to the behemoth that stretched across the sky that day, this sword was slightly petite.

"Ready?" Mo Wen held the sword in both hands, and an inexplicable brilliance emerged from the sword body, "Then take my final blow!" ”

The white light giant sword rushed out with a rolling thunder roar, and Mo Wen stepped forward to meet it, and then disappeared into the pure white light.

……

"Senior brother!" Xiao Yicai exclaimed in surprise, his face was anxious, and then slashed at the magic circle set up by Mo Wen with a sword.

Lin Jingyu also made the same move, and the dragon slaying sword was as bright as water, and stabbed heavily forward.

The light curtain trembled violently, but it just stood ...... Mo Wen's magic circle that has been carefully prepared for two days is not a stall goods, and a guy like Xiao Yicai who has been in the Qing Realm will not be able to break this magic circle for a while.

"Young man, don't waste your efforts." Zhou Xian's expression was calm, "Even if the people here go all out, they will have to attack at least ten breaths in a row to break it, and Mo Xiaogui has also said before that this array base is connected to the earth qi, and if you say that you are a little lax, you will give up your efforts......"

"What's more, those two boys should also be decided, and now it's too late for you to do it." Looking at Tian Buyi and the others, who were about to draw their swords and prepare to make a move, Zhou Zhou Xian added, "Let's wait and see." ”

……

The dazzling white light gradually dissipated, revealing two of them.

Mo Wen's image is very embarrassing, and the long gray hair that was originally tied up is spread out and messy; A sky-blue robe also became tattered, and a large piece was missing in front of the sole of his left foot, and blood was gushing out.

But there was not the slightest pain on his face, but a faint smile.

"This sword is considered to be the ...... I will pay back for Master and Uncle Wan" Mo Wen chuckled, blood flowed from his mouth unconsciously, "You lost." "[Cloud Shadow, do you see it? That guy and his master were defeated head-on by us. 】

"Thank you for your mercy." Zhang Xiaofan smiled bitterly, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, "But what is the light emitted by your fairy sword?" Even the power of the immortals can resist it...... No, it should be assimilation devouring. ”

And in front of his chest, a long sword pierced through his chest, and the four-finger-wide cloud shadow tore an incomparably hideous wound horizontally, but not much blood flowed out.

Obviously, in this battle, Mo Wen won.

"Now is not the time to say that...... I'm going to draw my sword, you bear with it. Mo Wen glanced at the people in the magic circle who were frantically attacking the light curtain, "Otherwise, Uncle Tian, they will die in a hurry." ”

"Come on."

With the corners of Zhang Xiaofan's eyes twitching continuously, Yun Ying successfully broke away from his body. Mo Wen gently wiped the blood stains on the cloud shadow, and then landed in front of the crumbling magic circle on the merciless shore with Zhang Xiaofan, who had stopped the bleeding.

"Please don't stare at me like that...... I stabbed the sword in Xiaofan's chest to avoid the vital point, and I couldn't kill anyone. Facing the cannibalistic gaze of Lu Xueqi and Baguio, Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders and said that there was no pressure.

"Okay, what else do you have to tell us?" Zhang Xiaofan, who was covering his wounds, spoke up: "In addition to venting his anger to the head of the real person and Master Wan, there should be others." ”

"Of course there is business." Mo Wen rolled his eyes, "I'm not going to be that boring. ”

"Ahem...... Zhou Xian coughed twice, grabbed Xiaohuan, and his voice was indescribably obscene: "Do you want us to avoid it?" ”

"Senior Zhou, don't worry." Mo Wen casually threw him a bag of silver, "As the thirteenth generation descendant of Qingyunzi Patriarch, my predecessor is fully qualified to stay here." ”

"Anyway, what I'm talking about isn't particularly important." Mo Wen ignored Zhou Yixian who was stunned because of his words, and everyone who was also suppressed, turned around, sat on the ground, and looked at the undulating tide of the ruthless sea, his eyes were confused.

"Actually, it's just a little story...... Well, the story of a special child......"

PS: I really can't eat indiscriminately, I go to the toilet three times in the morning, and the whole person is going to collapse......