"Boy, this is a sword formation! But my cultivation is low, and I can't control this sword formation well, and once the sword formation is cast, it can't be withdrawn, and if it starts after a while, you will definitely die!"

This person who dared to anger him would definitely die, so he directly used the sword array. It was a bit reluctant to use his martial arts realm to cast a sword formation, but for him to kill Mo Tian, there was only a sword formation, so it was impossible for the other party to admit defeat.

"Hehe, if you want to kill me, your little formation is not qualified enough!" Mo Tian smiled, and suddenly a rolling dead qi gushed out from his body.

"Ah, you're an evil cultivator!"

Sensing the rich death aura on Mo Tian's body, Song Yijian was taken aback. Although the War Alliance gathered all the sects and factions of the human race, there were still very few evil cultivators who specialized in cultivating death qi, and the evil cultivators were not accepted from beginning to end, and the righteous path leaders of their Heavenly Sword Sect regarded the evil cultivators as mortal enemies, and they usually saw them endlessly.

"Evil cultivator, maybe!"

"Hmph, in this case, I should have killed you even more!" Song Yijian sneered.

"Hmph!" Mo Tian snorted coldly, and without saying more, more dead qi was released from Mo Tian's body, and the entire ring was shrouded in dead air.

"It's so full of dead air, how can this person be an evil cultivator!"

"Stay away, don't be contaminated by death!"

Mo Tian released such a thick death on his body, which suddenly surprised the many martial artists surrounding the ring and forced them to retreat.

Although the death qi is also the vitality of heaven and earth, because of the implicit law of death, it has become an existence that the warrior does not dare to provoke. Because the death qi will corrode the mana and obscure the divine thoughts, if the martial artist is accidentally contaminated, it will also lose his cultivation.

Death Qi is so evil, so in the world of martial artists, evil cultivators who cultivate death qi have become public enemies, not to mention righteous path monks, even the demon path doesn't like evil cultivators.

"Hmph, evil cultivators are afraid of you, but I, Song Yijian, am not afraid, my sword is made of Chiyang refined iron, I am not afraid of your death, go and die!" Song Yijian sneered, and as soon as his mind moved, the entire sword array was operational. Today, he wants to block the face of everyone in the entire Yuelong Peak and kill this evil cultivator.

"Song Yijian, what a name!"

In the sword array, Mo Tian looked at the small swords surrounding him with interest. The magic weapon that can arrange the sword array is not an ordinary magic weapon!

As soon as Mo Tianshen moved, golden points of light flew out of his body, these points of light were completely different from the death qi, but the qi of the supreme strength and yang. Mo Tian's Taiji Bagua Cyclone can absorb thousands of attribute Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and it can also transform any attribute Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into other attribute Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.

The pure yang qi is transformed by Mo Tian with dead qi.

As soon as the golden points of light appeared, they immediately turned into golden scabbards.

"Die!" Song Yijian sneered, and suddenly a small crimson sword exuded amazing power, stabbing towards Mo Tian fiercely.

Hundreds of flying swords stabbed at the same time, and the speed of the crimson swords was extremely fast, and from a distance, it looked like a series of crimson pillars of light, shooting towards Mo Tian. If Mo Tian is shot, he will definitely die.

Since the entire ring was surrounded by dead air, and the dead air could obscure the martial artist's divine thoughts, the martial artists watching from Yuelong Peak couldn't see the situation inside the ring at all. However, from the fluctuations of the aura emanating from the ring, you can judge the extreme intensity of the fight.

"I hope Senior Brother Song can kill this evil cultivator. ”

"That's for sure, don't forget that Senior Brother Song's flying sword is not an ordinary flying sword, but is made of Chiyan Refined Iron, which specializes in restraining yin and evil things. ”

"Yes, kill this evil cultivator. ”

"Kill him!"

"Sister, is it really okay?Song Yijian's flying sword is made of Chiyang refined iron, and it specializes in restraining yin and evil!"

"So what! Is Chiyang Jingtie amazing!" Murong Yanran said indifferently.

Compared with Murong Yanran and the women, the other martial artists of Yuelong Peak were different, and they only hoped that Song Yijian would quickly kill the evil cultivator Mo Tian.

Hundreds of crimson swords were killed at the same time, and if it was an ordinary martial artist, he could only sacrifice a defensive magic weapon to resist one or two. But even if it is so, it will not help, you must know that this is a sword formation, and it is also the sword formation of the Heavenly Sword Gate, this kind of sword formation, the power of each of its small swords is equivalent to the full force of the person who casts the sword formation.

Song Yijian is a martial disciple in the Great Perfection realm, and his full force blow is not trivial. If it's just a knockdown, but a few hundred blows, not to mention ordinary martial arts monks, even Wuhou can't bear it. However, such a powerful sword formation is also quite mana-consuming, so ordinary martial artists of the Heavenly Sword Sect are simply unable to cast this kind of sword formation, and even if they are reluctant to use it, it will greatly damage their cultivation.

And Song Yijian is not an ordinary martial artist of the Heavenly Sword Sect, his mana is extremely strong, comparable to an ordinary martial artist, so he can barely cast this sword formation.

But even so, Song Yijian was not comfortable, he only felt that his mana was losing madly now, and he couldn't control it at all.

"Die!"

Although his mana will be exhausted after this exertion, Song Yijian does not regret it, being able to kill Mo Tian, an evil cultivator, in front of all the pride of the heavens in Yuelong Peak, will definitely make his reputation soar.

"Huh!"

Mo Tian sneered, not looking at the crimson flying sword that was stabbing at him.

The crimson flying sword was extremely fast, and it had already killed in front of Mo Tian's body almost instantly, but just as the flying sword was about to stab into Mo Tian's body, the hilt of the sword formed by the pure yang qi met it accurately. The crimson flying sword was swift and ruthless, and it slammed into the hilt of the sword formed by the pure yang qi.

As soon as the crimson flying sword entered the hilt, it immediately stopped, and it couldn't enter an inch.

"Huh!

The life was rolling, Song Yijian couldn't see Mo Tian's figure at all, but his flying sword was trapped, and he sensed it all of a sudden.

"Hmph, can you block a few flying swords, what, can you still block all my flying swords!" Song Yijian sneered, and didn't pay attention to the fact that a few flying swords were blocked. After all, Mo Tian's cultivation is also in the late stage of the ninth order of martial arts, and this kind of cultivation has some magical powers, blocking him from a few flying swords, he is not surprised at all.

In this way, a few breaths passed, and Song Yijian's face became more and more ugly. Just now, a few flying swords were blocked, and now half of the flying swords have been blocked.

"Humph!"

Song Yijian gritted his teeth, although Mo Tian blocked half of his flying swords, which surprised him, but he didn't believe that Mo Tian could block all his flying swords.

The people who can block his Heavenly Sword Gate Sword Formation, all the Heavenly Pride on Yuelong Peak will not exceed twenty people. And these people are all the successors cultivated by the top forces on the Shenzhou Continent.