Seeing the imposing sword light coming to his face, and the strange and unpredictable sword qi attacking, Yuan Muzhen smiled lightly, a touch of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand unhurriedly.

As if he was dominating all things in the world in the sky above Bianliang, he said lightly: "I order: disperse." ”

The blood-colored firmament red light suddenly brightened, just like a lantern being lit, and the torrent of true qi moved violently, as if it had come to life, and the red light cast suddenly covered the sword light and sword qi!

As a result, the sword light disintegrated.

The hundred-zhang training that seemed to be enough to open the heavens and the earth just now, as Yuanmu Zhen's voice fell, it was like a broken blister and a broken mirror, turning into countless small and useless true qi mist, floating away in the air.

There is no stagnation, and there is no suspense.

A smile appeared at the corner of Motoki Mako's mouth, like seeing a grasshopper open its teeth and claws to eat itself, but it was trampled into meat paste by himself.

This level of confrontation can't set off any waves in his heart, and it can't bring him much pleasure, let alone pride.

But at the next moment when the sword light disintegrated, Yuanmu Zhen's heart suddenly moved, and his pupils shrank!

After the hurricane-like black tide of sun-like sword light, the sword qi that should have been suppressed by his cultivation power did not disappear, but still stabbed at him faster than lightning!

Because when the sword light disintegrated, the true qi exploded like mist, which had a concealing effect, and Yuanmu Truth naturally believed that it was impossible for Wang Jijing's offensive to resist his means of following his words, and he had never been vigilant and careful, and at this moment, he actually let the sword qi come to face instantly!

"What a fast sword!"

The thought came to Motoki's mind.

Of course, he didn't panic, not even surprised, just a little surprised.

However, at this time, it is too late to use the means of words to follow the law, in the face of this mysterious demon smelt, the sword qi that must be powerful is not bad, and Yuan Muzhen's method of dealing with it is very simple.

He just waved his sleeve.

It's like swatting a fly away.

In his eyes, the offensive means below the realm of heaven and man were no threat to him at all. Since there is no threat, what is the difference between it and a fly?

He only needs to wave his sleeves slightly, relying on the inherent cultivation power of the Heavenly and Human Realm, he can scatter this sword qi, and he will not be injured in any way, and even the wind instrument will not be affected in the slightest.

But this time Motoki was really wrong.

Wrong.

The moment his sleeve first came into contact with the sword qi, he noticed that something was wrong.

This is not sword qi.

It's a real sword!

The power is strong, far beyond what he expected before, not to mention, it is also strong and abnormal, and it is impossible to break up in one shot!

A hint of surprise flashed across Motoki Zhen's eyes.

He saw it with his own eyes, this "sword qi" came from the realm of the boss lady, so it was naturally the condensation of true qi, how could it not be sword qi?

True Qi collided and exploded, with a rumbling sound of Qi exploding, a circle of True Qi waves suddenly swung out, because of the huge power contained in the sword body, Yuan Mu Zhen was forced to retreat a few feet!

"Good means! No wonder it didn't break up before. ”

But instead of being angry, Motomu was really happy.

Being able to hide the entity rune in the realm vortex and give him such a strong offensive when he didn't even notice it in the slightest was beyond the scope of Motomu Zhen's knowledge.

In addition to the jade seal of the country, he found an extraordinary power in Daqi, and he had an existence that could barely be used as an opponent. This made Motomu Zhen, who was in a high place and felt lonely, feel a little surprised.

He immediately locked his gaze on the proprietress, wanting to see clearly what this character who was obviously only a cultivator in the Wang Ji Realm, but who could send a blow that knocked him back, was what it looked like. The long sword named "Mo Evil", after repelling Yuan Muzhen, also rebounded itself, and the distance was far more than a few zhang. The proprietress had cheeks as white as snow, and in an instant, two abnormal crimsons flew up.

Obviously, this hand, which is hard to fight for, has made her withstand a lot of pressure.

Now her eyes were low, and when she met Yuan Muzhen's gaze, not only did she not back down in the slightest, but the anger between her willow eyebrows was like a sword, and it was clear that she was not convinced.

I saw her ten fingers sealed, and the Mo Evil Sword that flew back upside down disappeared into the air without warning.

It's just that between breaths, the essence in her eyes flashed, and the long sword that had just disappeared actually appeared out of thin air not far from behind Yuan Muzhen, and stabbed out again quickly, directly taking Yuan Mu Zhen's heart!

Yuan Muzhen, who saw the beautiful face of the proprietress and the enchanting figure, did not hide his amazement, and did not seem to notice the long sword behind him, but said to the proprietress with a smile:

"Beauty is beautiful, but when you are older, you can only play with it, and you can't accompany each other for a long time. ”

Hearing this, the proprietress burst into flames, gritted her teeth and said, "Shameless thief, the old lady cut off the roots of your descendants!"

Before the words fell, the long sword that was going to Yuanmu Zhen's heart, the offensive route suddenly changed, and it was actually blocking the other party.

Motomu Zhen didn't pay attention to the long sword that was close at hand, but stretched out his hand to the boss lady's domain early: "I order: rupble." ”

This time, he chose to attack the boss's wife's domain!

No matter how elusive and unpredictable the Mo Evil Sword is, after all, it must be urged by the cultivation power of Wang Ji Realm, as long as it can destroy the realm of the boss lady, she will no longer be able to use her means smoothly, and the Mo Evil Sword will become a source of water, and it will not be much stronger.

This is the method of drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle.

The Mo Evil Sword, which has been inherited for thousands of years, may be able to resist the destruction of the law, but the realm of Wang Ji Realm does not have a word of inheritance, and it definitely can't withstand Yuan Muzhen's blow!

If Yuanmu really succeeds, the proprietress will basically have no combat power!

Seeing that the sea of blood began to light up, at the last moment, Motomu Jin suddenly stopped the movement in his hand.

A long sword has appeared above his head!

Different from the Mo Evil Sword, this long sword is much wider and the decoration is much simpler, if the Mo Evil Sword is demonic, then this sword is simple and sharp, without the slightest fancy, just like a battlefield armorer.

In front of the hilt of this long sword, two strong and powerful characters are engraved in large seal font.

Gan!

As soon as the long sword cadre Wu appeared, he thundered with the momentum of a thunderbolt, and the last one came first, and he fell straight to stab Yuan Mu Zhen Tianling Gai!

For the first time, a solemn look appeared on Motoki's face.

As a last resort, he could only give up the realm of destroying the boss lady.

Seeing that the long sword had stabbed Yuan Muzhen's head, but in the next moment, Yuan Muzhen had disappeared in place, and the speed was so fast and strange that it was like the scene where Mo Xie's sword was under the control of the boss lady.

The two swords, one horizontal and one vertical, stabbed into the air one after another, only pulling out two sharp traces of true qi in mid-air.

When Motomu reappeared in everyone's field of vision, he was already a thousand steps away in another direction.

He solemnly looked at the person who made the move.

It was a bearded, unkempt white-faced scholar, who looked to be past the age of confusion, and unlike the woman who controlled the Mo Evil Sword, this guy commanded the long sword not by a seal, but by a folding fan in his hand.

Every move is not smooth, indescribable freehand chic.

Yuan Mu Zhen seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "Mo Xie, cadre, it turns out that the Southern Dynasty really has these two divine swords." ”

Although he was in the grassland, he knew a lot about Daqi.

In the early years, Xiao Yan also inquired into the customs and anecdotes of Daqi in many ways, and collected a lot of information about the cultivation world, and reported to him about the things that would be done to Mo Xie.

Legend has it that these two swords are above the top ten wonders.

Some people say that they are real talismans, some people say that they are ethereal and ethereal sword qi, and some people say that they are half-virtual and half-real, which are actually the inheritance of exercises.

These two lineages require extremely talented cultivators to cultivate to an extraordinary realm before they can manifest themselves. And once they have cultivated to this height, they have unfathomable abilities that are unpredictable and unmatched.

Regardless of whether these two swords are real or false, the only constant judgment in the rumors is that they are incomparably powerful!

It's just that the top ten wonder soldiers are rare to see, and it is said that some have been lost, and the world can't distinguish between the real and the fake, let alone the divine soldiers who see the beginning and the end of the dragon.

Motoki originally thought that these two swords were just stories, but he didn't expect them to be true.

This made him both jealous and interested, and he couldn't wait to get his hands on them and observe and study them carefully, and he looked at the eyes of the proprietress and the scholar, and then became hot.

"If there are any rune soldiers in the world who can be worthy of me, I'm afraid there are only such divine soldiers!" Yuan Mu Zhen thought.

What Yuan Muzhen said and was thinking, the proprietress didn't care at all, but at the first time, she turned her head and glared angrily at the white-robed scholar on the side: "Dead dog, who wants you to save it!"

While controlling the sword, the middle-aged scholar also turned his head and glared back at the proprietress: "Who wants to save you? I just don't want to miss the opportunity to fight against the Heavenly and Human Realm! ”

The proprietress was so angry that her eyebrows were raised, but she had no time to quarrel with him, the enemy was at present, and if she wanted to bite off a piece of meat on the scholar's face, she had to deal with Yuan Muzhen first.

Yuan Muzhen had just put away his contempt for Jinyang, and had the idea of going all out to seize the treasure, but before he could make a move, he suddenly heard a mysterious and profound rhythm in his ears, and the talisman drilled into his heart, disturbing his mind and provoking his true qi, so that in addition to being upset, the true qi in his body also had signs of disorder.

He was secretly startled, and was about to look for the source of the rhythm, but he couldn't help but skip a beat!

In his field of vision, in the realm of true qi clouds of the King Extreme Realm, a big sword appeared again, and with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, it slashed straight down at him!

The sword is wider and thicker than the cadre sword Mo Evil Sword, it doesn't look like a sword at all, it should be said to be a guillotine, but it is the appearance of a sword, the whole body is not decorated, only the color of stone grinding, and when it is cut down, there is no real air.

But it was this sword that made Motomu really feel an unprecedented sense of oppression!

It seems to be falling slowly, but in fact, when Yuan Muzhen saw it, it was already pressed in front of him, as if even the blue sky could be split, and it had indescribable and indescribable power!

"Is it the rumored Xuanyuan Sword?!" Yuan Mu was truly awe-inspiring, and immediately stretched out his hand to launch the means, "I order: sluggish!"

Before, he used the means of saying the law to try to dissolve the Mo Evil Sword, but he had already declared a failure, and now in the face of this ancient and vicissitudes of life, Yuan Mu Zhen did not think that he could destroy it, so he could only try to slow it down, so as to give him a chance to avoid the blade of the sword and kill the cultivator who controlled the sword.

The rhythm that disturbed Yuanmu's true mood and true qi originated from an erhu.

The person who pulled the erhu was an old man with gray hair and a skinny beard standing on the roof of the owner of the Zhao Mansion.

But the one who really controls this giant sword is not the old man, but the little girl Hongkou, who is sitting cross-legged next to the old man and closing her eyes tightly!

After the first slash, Zhao Ning, who didn't move again, stood in front of the old man and the little girl, staring at the Tianyuan Khan in front of him, and the murderous aura in his eyes was unprecedentedly strong.

It was at this time that Zhao Xuanji, who was in the late stage of Wang Ji Realm, approached Yuan Muzhen's body in a flicker with the body technique of sweeping air steps, and his lifelong cultivation was condensed on his fist, and he slammed into the other party: "Little thief, eat the old man's punch!"