This time, the people of the Xuanjian Sect on the top of the mountain probably poured out of the nest, and a rough count showed a total of eleven people. (Fastest update)biqi.

And among these eleven people, three of them are the strongest.

Among the three people, Su Moyu recognized two people.

The first one is Dexiang's master, the elder of Yan Jianliu, Renlie.

The second is Feng Muyi, who was also in the top eight of the Great Martial Arts Test with himself.

Four years have passed, and this guy has already cultivated the initial realm of the Cave Netherworld, which is not easy.

And the one in the middle, Su Moyu didn't recognize it, but the aura on his body was very similar to Feng Muyi, and it was estimated that he was also an elder of the Cold Sword Stream.

As for some of the young disciples behind the three of them, Su Moyu had basically never seen them, all of them were cultivators of the Harmony Realm, and they were not worth mentioning at all.

"Very good, let's settle the new sorrows and old grievances today!" Su Moyu looked up at those people, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

Renlie and Fengmu are one or two people, and Su Moyu have some festivals.

Although it is not on Su Moyu's must-kill list, it is also a little difficult for him to reveal it.

Seeing this group of people rushing towards him, Su Moyu did not back down, but rushed towards them.

And at this moment, the three strongest people, except for Renlie, shot together.

"Secret sword, thousands of miles of ice!" This Feng Mu Yi's specialty, compared with four years ago, this style of secret sword is more powerful, and in an instant, it dyes half of Nanping Mountain with a layer of frost, and before its long sword, it is even more ice and snow.

"Secret Sword, Cold Dragon!" The Elder of the Cold Sword Flow in the center, the long sword in his hand slanted, and a cold white dragon shape and sword qi rushed towards Su Moyu with teeth and claws.

"Interesting!" Su Moyu smiled softly, stepped up his steps, and bumped into the white dragon without hesitation.

"Master, Senior Sister Jiang is still in his hands!" Feng Muyi reminded at the right time.

But Feng Muyi's master was not moved at all, and this sword qi was even stronger.

The Xuanjian Sect now only has five schools, but until this time, the five major schools are still secretly intriguing with each other.

The strength of the Yan Sword Flow is weak, and Feng Mu Yi's master will not take it seriously, but the Heavenly Sword Flow is different.

Jiang Qingwen's talent is so strong that among the three generations of disciples today, she can at least rank in the top three.

And her best disciple, Feng Muyi, is much weaker than her.

Right now, Jiang Qingwen is being kidnapped by her opponent, if she can take advantage of the situation and kill her as well, she will definitely be able to greatly bruise the sharp qi of the Heavenly Sword Flow.

When he thought like this, the strength in his hand was naturally stronger.

However.

"Wind Sword Finger!" With a loud shout, the five fingers of his right hand poked out, and the Wind God Blade squirted thin, and the white dragon was crushed in an instant.

"This ......" Feng Muyi's master was stunned, and the sword in his hand hurriedly swung again, and two more sword qi slashed out.

At the same time, Feng Muyi's thousands of miles of ice also began to exert its might, and countless cold air infected in the direction of Su Moyu, and the few trees and flowers along the way all froze into ice cubes. (Fastest update)

Jiang Qingwen, who was hiding in Su Moyu's arms, looked at this scene, and her heart was turbulent.

"How can this be......" She really didn't understand, originally Su Moyu just wanted to send herself back, but now it has developed into this appearance.

Although it is just a matter of time, Su Moyu's means of injuring Dexiang are a bit ruthless.

But she knew that it was also merciful after all.

But looking at the attack methods of Fengmu Yi's master and apprentice, it was completely desperate.

Jiang Qingwen is naturally smart, and this will be a bystander in the battle between the two sides, so it is not difficult to see that Feng Muyi's master wants to put himself to death.

"Dexiang, how are you?" At this moment, Renlie had already passed by Su Moyu's side, and in an instant, he arrived at his apprentice Dexiang.

At this moment, the whole person was bathed in a pool of blood, especially the right hand holding the sword, which was even more blurred with flesh and blood.

As soon as Ren Lie probed, his face suddenly changed.

At this time, the right hand of the German prime minister has been completely abolished.

Not only are the bones broken, but the meridians on the entire arm have been broken inch by inch, and there is no possibility of repair.

The most important thing in the cultivation of the Xuanjian Sect is sword cultivation.

And a person who cultivates a sword, his right hand is abolished, and his whole life is almost over.

"Thief, I'm fighting with you!" Renyeol was already on the verge of madness.

Yan Jianliu originally didn't have many talented disciples, so he had great expectations for Dexiang, and this time, despite the obstruction of all the senior brothers, he also wanted to take him to Daze to experience it in person, just to make him more promising.

But who would have thought that this disciple, who had high hopes for himself, would be scrapped like this.

With a shout in his mouth, he squeezed the long sword in his hand and stabbed it towards Su Moyu.

"Secret sword, burning the city!"

This sword is the one that Dexiang didn't use before.

At this time, Su Moyu was flanked back and forth.

In front of him is the master and apprentice of the cold sword flow, and behind him is the almost crazy Renlie.

In the eyes of the rest of the Xuanjian Sect disciples, Su Moyu's death seemed to be doomed.

But everyone never expected that Su Moyu just snorted lightly, and the whole person turned around, and a whirlwind blew beside him.

Rumble!

Two forces with diametrically opposed attributes collided beside Su Moyu, but they didn't make too many waves.

Instead, it was the whirlwind that was rolled up by Su Moyu's side, and after circling in place for a while, he continued to attack.

This time, the cold air of Fengmu's master and apprentice attacked Renlie.

And the burning city of Renlie attacked Fengmu Yi's master and apprentice.

And not only that, in this process, Su Moyu added another strength to these two sword qi through the rotation of the whirlwind.

At this time, the sword qi that attacked those three people was a whole step higher than before.

Rumble~!

A series of roars rang out, and two sword qi collided with three people.

Although Renlie is not low, among the three, his strength is the weakest one.

How can he resist the sword qi of Feng Mu Yi's master and apprentice who was strengthened by Su Moyu?

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the clothes in front of Renyeol were all torn, and the whole person fainted directly, almost dying.

On the other side, Feng Muyi's master and apprentice are much better.

Especially Feng Muyi himself, Fang was blocked by his master at that moment, so he was not directly impacted by the sword qi, but his breath was slightly shocked.

"Who are you?" At this moment, Feng Muyi's eyes changed when he looked at Su Moyu.

He never expected that he would meet such a strong and strange master in Daze.

"Wind Sword Finger!" Su Moyu didn't answer his question, but poked at Feng Mu from afar.

In an instant, the sword qi erupted, and Feng Mu didn't have time to dodge, but he was nailed directly to the mountain wall by this sword qi.

Fortunately, Su Moyu didn't want to take his life this time, so although he was seriously injured this time, he did not die.

"On the mountain, are there any masters of the Xuanjian Sect?" Su Moyu slowly turned his head and looked at the seven or eight stunned Xuanjian Sect disciples.

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