Airplanes!

Two powerful spiritual power fluctuations suddenly erupted, impacting the Spirit Devouring Sword, wanting to destroy it, wanting to impact Mo Li's body.

However, all this is just a wish.

Above the Soul Devouring Sword, a faint sharp aura suddenly soared into the sky, and there was a terrifying aura invisibly cutting through these two powerful attacks.

In an instant, the two attacks were instantly wrenched to pieces.

Long Yuanjie's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Sword momentum!? impossible!"

Then this terrifying sword momentum slammed into the terrifying two, and the two suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down, and did not stop until they were dozens of meters away.

The pain in their bodies didn't attract any attention from the two of them, and their minds were full of three words: "Impossible!"

I've never seen anyone break the attacks of both of them with just their sword momentum.

The two of them are not weakling.

How strong is that Mo Li's sword momentum!

In an instant, two figures appeared in the minds of the two of them.

The night clouds are quiet, Chen Zhe.

Among the disciples of the entire Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, it is estimated that only these two people who have ascended to the eighth layer of the Sword Washing Tower may have such a terrifying sword momentum.

All the onlookers were shocked and Mo Li's sword was powerful.

Meng Bufan was silent for a long time, and said softly: "How many contribution points do you have now?"

Wang Fan was in shock, and suddenly heard Meng Bufan's question, he was slightly stunned, and then replied: "There are more than one million." ”

Meng Bufan nodded slightly: "Give me 500,000." ”

Wang Fan's eyes flashed: "Are you going to wash the Sword Tower?"

Meng Bufan looked at Mo Li quietly: "You can't be pulled away too much." ”

Wang Fan sighed slightly, looked at Mo Li's back and smiled bitterly: "It is estimated that only you can say this, we have no choice." ”

Then he said softly, "After this matter is over, I will come to you when the time comes." ”

Meng Bufan nodded: "You guys...... Hold on. ”

Wang Fan and Lin Dong glanced at each other and nodded fiercely.

And at this moment, the rest of the ten attacks had completely come to Mo Li's surroundings.

Ten attacks surrounded Mo Li, and Mo Li didn't seem to have any escape route.

Long Yuanjie came to his senses from the shock and sneered: "No matter how strong you are, there are so many of us, you will be defeated!"

The timing they chose was excellent, and they basically cut off Mo Li's escape.

But they missed one thing.

Mo Li faintly looked at the ten attacks that were about to fall on him in the next second, and the blue light flashed under his feet.

"All over the world!"

The sound of murmuring can only be heard by Mo Li.

The next moment, ten attacks crashed together, completely drowning Mo Li's figure.

Ten attacks, colorful spiritual power, exploded in an instant, powerful energy swept out, and colorful light illuminated the entire sky.

The people around looked shocked, trying to see what was going on inside, but they had to squint because of the dazzling light.

They were anxious.

Mo Li, what's going on!

Such a powerful ten attacks erupted at the same time, even for people in the Spirit Sea Consummation Realm, it was difficult to resist, and they were seriously injured if they didn't die.

Could it be that the ending is so decided, Mo Li's defeat?

Everyone held their breath and looked at the center of the colorful light with some concern.

After the scene just now, Mo Li has already gained a lot of supporters.

They like Mo Li's talent, Mo Li's strong strength, and even more like Mo Li's self-confidence.

They admired and revered Mo Li.

Seeing that Mo Li was in danger at this time, he couldn't help but hold his hand tightly.

"Senior Brother Mo......"

Hu Tian bit his lip and looked worried.

If Mo Li is defeated, his proposal will be nullified.

If Mo Li is defeated, Tianmen is estimated to be silent for a short time.

"Senior Brother Mo, come on!"

He clenched his fists tightly.

And everyone in Tianmen frowned one by one into Sichuan characters.

"Master, it's going to be fine......"

Compared with Mo Li's victory or defeat, they are more concerned about Mo Li's body.

"Don't get into trouble!"

They prayed.

Su Yuechan was extremely firm: "He'll be fine." ”

Wang Fan and Lin Dong nodded, their eyes also full of trust.

It's just that in their hearts, a trace of worry rises irrepressibly.

There is only one person, neither on the surface nor in his heart, without the slightest worry.

He is Meng Bufan.

"Even the speed, have you completely surpassed me......

He muttered, his gaze constantly scanning the space, as if searching for something.

"Hahaha, we won!"

Long Yuanjie laughed wildly, his pale face couldn't stop being happy, and the blood on the corner of his mouth had been wiped away by him.

The other eleven were also panting slightly, with a look of joy on their faces.

They didn't believe that Mo Li could still be intact under such an attack.

"Really...... Did you win like that?"

Feng Zheng below frowned, looking at the center of the explosion with some confusion.

There was a rainbow of light blooming, and nothing could be seen in it.

But there was a faint feeling in his heart that Mo Li would not be defeated so easily.

Although he couldn't think of how Mo Li could resist this blow, he just felt this way.

Finally, in the solemn and nervous gaze of everyone, the colorful light finally began to dissipate, and the enveloped space slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone stared intently, wanting to see the situation clearly, and wanted to know what happened to Mo Li.

"What's going on!"

However, everyone's eyes suddenly widened, and their faces were confused.

After the colorful light dissipated, in the space, there was a blank space, and there was no inseparable figure at all.

Long Yuanjie's ecstatic expression froze: "Could it be that this attack just now blasted Mo Li to the ground?"

The same thought arose in the hearts of everyone.

They looked left and right, trying to find Mo Li's figure, but they didn't find anything.

"Dead ...... Is it dead?"

The crowd stammered, some incredulous.

If Mo Li died like this, they couldn't imagine what kind of riot would happen to the alchemists of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, nor could they imagine how the entire Ten Thousand Swords Mountain would change.

Long Yuanjie's heart flashed a trace of malaise, he knew very well what the consequences would be if Mo Li died at their hands.

At least, there were more than a dozen of them, and they couldn't run away.

But there was no way to do it just now, they had completely forgotten about it, and they only wanted to defeat Mo Li.

The solemn atmosphere spread in the field, as if everyone thought that Mo Li had died in the terrifying explosion just now.

However, among all of them, there were three people who were staring at the deepest part of the sky.

Meng Bufan, the young man next to Hu Tian, and Feng Zheng.

In the sight of the three of them, there was a cloud, and behind that cloud, there seemed to be a figure.

Airplanes!

In the clouds, the space shook slightly, and a strange and powerful wave suddenly spread out from the sky and fell on everyone.

At the same time, a voice came from the cloud: "Are you looking for me?"

The sudden strong fluctuations, as well as this familiar indifferent voice, made everyone's bodies shake and raise their heads in shock.

Under the scorching sun, a figure loomed in the sunlight, and this figure slowly walked out of the clouds, exposed to everyone's sight.

A black and white spirit sword stood quietly in the right hand of this figure, and the black and white light flowed in the sunlight.

At this time, the invisible space around this spirit sword was vibrating slightly, as if it was because of the breath that emanated from this spirit sword.

It is this looming aura that brings a feeling of palpitations and a feeling of depression to the people around him.

"He's not dead!"

"When will it ......"

After a slight shock, there were exclamations from everyone.

At the same time, you can clearly see the relieved look on the faces of these people.

Mo Li is not dead.

"No damage, that means he escaped the moment he was hit!"

"Impossible, it's just a moment, how is it possible!"

"What a speed!"

I couldn't help but believe it, but I could see it with my own eyes, Mo Li stood in front of them unscathed, condescending, looking down on them.

"Impossible!"

Long Yuanjie's originally somewhat unpleasant face disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a look of shock.

If you want to talk about who is the most shocked, it is naturally Long Yuanjie's twelve.

Under such circumstances, how could Mo Li escape, how could he be unscathed!

Although they must admit that the moment they saw Mo Li's figure, they breathed a sigh of relief.

But they also can't imagine how Mo Li escaped.

Before these ten powerful attacks, the space would be slightly frozen due to the overflow of spiritual power, which would have a huge limit on the speed of any monk.

Even if it was Meng Bufan's speed, if he didn't use the Wind and Thunder Wings, it would be difficult for him to successfully escape at this critical moment.

Therefore, just now, no one thought that Mo Li could escape.

"Phew, I knew he wouldn't be defeated so easily. ”

Wang Fan's tight strings suddenly relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Yuechan's face was calm: "With the strength he showed in the Sword Pavilion, it is impossible to be defeated, and after two months, I don't believe that he will stand still." ”

Even though she said that, there was a hint of relief in her eyes.

Lin Dong smiled bitterly: "He is always unexpected, he is handsome, but it breaks our hearts." ”

"Haha!"

Jin Zhan laughed: "I'm used to it, if one day he is no longer so unexpected, it won't be him." ”

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu exhaled deeply and sighed: "If you are worthy of being the master of the door, you can escape intact in this situation." ”

The rest of the Heavenly Gate people also breathed a sigh of relief, and the solemn atmosphere relaxed.

"Impossible...... No way!"

Long Yuanjie's twelve people muttered, their eyes still in disbelief.

The sword is so strong, and so is the speed.

Is this still human!

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