Seeing the billowing sword qi, it seemed to turn into billowing wolf smoke, filling the void, even if it was Zhou Yao, a strong man, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and he lost his voice: "This, this is, the artistic conception is supernatural!"

"Yes, it's a magical conception. Beside Zhou Yao, a disciple of the Sword Saint Palace said proudly: "This artistic conception is supernatural, divided into two forms, and now, it is just the first style." ”

"The artistic conception is supernatural, but not everyone can comprehend it. ”

"As far as I know, this supernatural power was created by Senior Brother Cui himself. ”

Many disciples of the Sword Saint Palace said with some envy.

Cui Jue's strength, there is no doubt about it.

Otherwise, he would not have stepped into the realm of the emperor before the age of two hundred, and he was one of the most favored disciples of the palace master.

The artistic conception supernatural power, as the name suggests, is to bring the opponent into his own supernatural power, so as to kill.

Once the power is not strong enough, it is brought into it by the artistic conception, which is like being stripped from this world and stepping into another world, which is extraordinarily magical.

Below, everyone in the Heavenly Thunder Sect seemed to see a scene.

On the desert desert, a wolf smoke went straight to the sky.

I can't help but feel a sense of loneliness in everyone's hearts.

It seems that between this heaven and earth, there is only one person left.

After slashing out, Cui Jue did not stop.

The second knife.

The sun sets over the long river.

is also a magical artistic conception, just like that, roaring out.

Not far from the desert, a big river suddenly appeared, and not far from the big river, a round of red sun was slowly falling.

When this second knife is opened, it seems to form a special world, which makes people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

"Artistic conception?"

Mo Tianxing's eyes narrowed.

On the other side, Cui Jue sneered: "With a little knowledge, you can die under these two magical powers of this son, and you are proud enough." ”

Cui Jue believes that as soon as his artistic conception is supernatural, let alone a sage, even if he is also in the Emperor Realm, even the Heavenly Empress Period will fall under his supernatural powers.

Therefore, he is confident.

Mo Tianxing will definitely die.

The surrounding people also shook their heads.

It seems that this time, Mo Tianxing is certain to die.

The artistic conception is supernatural, how can it be so easy to resist?

"You are not the only one who has magical powers. Mo Tianxing suddenly smiled.

Then, his long sword slashed out without hesitation.

Rolling sword light erupted, and those sword lights, like a gust of wind, swept through the void.

Immediately, an astonishing scene happened.

Where those sword lights passed, in the void, pear blossoms suddenly appeared, and these pear blossoms, almost in the blink of an eye, were already all over the void.

If the desert is lonely and the sunset on the long river represents dusk, then at this moment, these pear blossoms and these winds represent the early morning.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.

It is also a magical conception.

Cui Jue's desert is lonely, and the sunset on the long river represents that dusk is lonely, on the verge of approaching, and on the verge of death.

And Mo Tianxing's sudden spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom, which represents the early morning, hope, and sunshine.

The two artistic conceptions are just opposite.

When they saw that thousands of pear blossoms were blooming at the same time in the void, everyone in the sky and on the ground widened their eyes and their faces were full of horror.

Especially those disciples of the Sword Saint Palace, their eyes almost didn't pop out.

That's the artistic conception.

In the entire Hongtian Continent, there are not many people who can comprehend the artistic conception supernatural power.

However, here in Mo Tianxing, is he coming with a wave?

They simply couldn't believe it.

It's just that the facts are in front of them, but they can't help but believe it.

Zhou Yao is going crazy.

At this moment, he suddenly felt uneasy.

It is the artistic conception at hand.

And it was still in the case that Mo Tianxing had not completely grown up.

Once he reaches the emperor level, or the Heavenly King realm, wouldn't it mean that even Tianzun can't crush him?

"How is that possible?" Cui Jue exclaimed.

The next second.

Sword light, sword light.

It's like death and life, crazy collision together.

At the moment when the two artistic conceptions collided, the entire void suddenly concave a large area, and then burst violently.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering roar erupted, and a large area of the void exploded wildly.

In the midst of this roar.

But there were pear blossoms, growing rapidly from the incomparably black void cracks, and then, Cui Jue was quickly wrapped in.

At this time, Cui Jue was finally scared.

couldn't help shouting: "Stop, Mo Tianxing, you can't kill me." ”

Can't kill?

Mo Tianxing didn't care about Cui Jue's words at all.

And that's not all.

He also slashed with a backhand.

It is also a magical conception.

It is suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days.

A move that has been performed before.

A silver pilian pierced the void in an instant and landed on Cui Jue's body.

First, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed, and now, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days.

The two artistic conceptions fall on Cui Jue's body, and Cui Jue has the reason to live?

I only heard the sound of "poof" coming out, and a ball of blood appeared, accompanied by Cui Jue's unwilling scream.

Finally, when the sword light dissipated and the void recovered, where was Cui Jue's figure?

A generation of emperors and strong men has fallen.

Moreover, it fell at the hands of a saint.

When Choi Jue died.

The whole void is quieter.

The hearts of countless people trembled fiercely, and they almost fainted directly.

It's really too dreamy and incredible for them.

A disciple of the Sword Saint Palace, a powerful existence in the Heavenly Emperor Realm, actually fell like this?

No one believed.

No one dared to believe it.

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

Zhou Yao was dumbfounded.

Gao Zheng was dumbfounded.

Those people in the Sword Saint Palace were dumbfounded.

The crowd of onlookers was dumbfounded.

In the sky and on the ground, a pair of eyes are all frozen.

That moment.

The white-clothed figure in mid-air is so dazzling, so gorgeous, and so peerless.

He is like a god descending from the earth, overlooking the world and proud of the world.

A gust of wind blew.

Everyone's thoughts slowly returned from the shock.

Then, the whole space boiled directly.

"Oh my God, is this true?"

"Cui Jue, dead?"

"Disciple of the Holy Palace, dead?"

"Killed by Mo Tianxing?"

"The person who exerts the magic power of artistic conception is actually dead......"

"Now, something big is going to happen to Ximan. ”

A burst of exclamations rang out, sweeping through the sky.

"Holy Lord, so strong?" Qin Yu and the others were also full of shock.

Chu madman and Leng Xiaoqin also sighed.

Who would have thought.

Just a saint.

Can you destroy the emperor?

It is conceivable that once the news comes out, the entire Hongtian Continent will be shaken.

"Zhou Yao, Gao Zheng, now, it's your turn!" The young man raised his sword, pointed at Zhou Yao and Gao Zheng, and shouted coldly: "Get out and fight!"

War?

Fight a fart!

Even the emperor-level Cui Jue is dead, how can they be Mo Tianxing's opponents?

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(End of chapter)