Sun Mo!

He walked like a tiger, looking forward to life, the magic was awe-inspiring, the arrogance was soaring, his eyes were like electricity, and no one dared to look at him.

As he passed, pedestrians on both sides of the road avoided him, and no one dared to come within ten feet of him.

He walked in front of Zuo Wuxiang and stood still, his hands behind his back, unbridled and unrestrained.

The bloodthirsty demon knife was quietly suspended beside him, the knife was unsheathed, there was red blood flowing on the knife body, the bloody aura was rich and violent, and the madness was pervasive.

"Zuo Wuxiang, I know that you, the leader of the three generations of disciples of the Xuanhuang Sword Sect, are famous, but in the ancient world, you have no name, presumably to keep your head in obscurity, waiting for an opportunity to soar into the sky. ”

His face was calm, and it sounded like a flat and straightforward speech, but in everyone's ears, there was an inexplicable thrilling meaning, "But I think you shouldn't come, because you may die here." ”

As he spoke, he smiled, and there was endless cruelty in his smile: "Real death, the soul is scattered!"

On Zuo Wuxiang's demonic face, he was still calm and waveless, as if he hadn't heard Sun Mo's words at all.

"You can't kill me. ”

His voice was indifferent, and the two black holes in his eyes were spinning wildly, devouring everything, "Your strength is not as strong as you imagined." ”

As if by the surge of his consciousness, as if by the impact of the bloodthirsty magic knife, a long sword suddenly appeared in front of him.

This sword has a strange shape, half of it is black, pitch black as ink, and half of it is white, white as snow, full of palm width, four feet long, the blade looks very blunt, but there is a dangerous aura exposed, as if it is the floating slaughter that dominates the whole life.

On the sword body, there are endless ripples, each fine line, is very simple, like a child's graffiti, but if you look closely, there is a profound and mysterious meaning.

Black and white floating sword!

"Hah-"

Sun Mo's cruel and hideous face showed a smile, "In front of me, you are the first person to say this. ”

Zuo Wuxiang said indifferently: "Maybe, it's the last one." ”

"You're not the only one who can completely kill people in the Ancient World!"

Everyone looked at Zuo Wuxiang's appearance, and they were completely shocked, the hidden taste in these words was really amazing, could it be that this handsome and demonic Zuo Wuxiang thought that he could kill Sun Mo?

That's an exaggeration!

"Interesting. ”

Sun Mo did not explode in annoyance, but looked at Zuo Wuxiang thoughtfully.

A cultivator who can be qualified to become a peerless Demon Venerable can't be a brainless person, otherwise he wouldn't know how to die a long time ago.

"Xiao Yu asked me to bring you a message, he said that you should be cleaned, wait for him in the rebirth realm area, he will come to you if he breaks through. Zuo Wuxiang glanced at Sun Mo with a strange expression, suddenly laughed, and spread his hands, "Look, he didn't take you in his eyes either." ”

"What?!"

"Xiao Yu dares to come?"

"Impossible! A cultivator who has just entered the realm of rebirth is just an ant in front of Sun Mo!"

When all the onlookers around heard this, their bodies shook together, and some people couldn't help but exclaim.

Although everyone believed that Xiao Yunai was the real Young Supreme, the first person in the ages, but before he grew up, he could not be compared to Sun Mo who had cultivated for many years.

Sun Mo was not annoyed, but said calmly: "I never care about the opinions of the dead. ”

As he spoke, the bloodthirsty demon knife appeared in his hand steeply.

Then, he slashed down.

Suddenly, the entire heaven and earth were shrouded in blood, and the boundless bloody aura was rich and amazing.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a radius of thousands of feet around him seemed to be pulled by the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife, frantically converging towards the blade, and then surging towards Zuo Wuxiang.

The tip of the knife trembled slightly, and as it moved forward, the space exploded inch by inch, emitting a terrifying roar, which was deafening.

The power of this sword is thousands of times stronger than Sun Can.

Although the momentum is not huge enough, every cent of the yuan power has completely exploded, and the power of the explosion has been condensed on the blade, adding endless power and making it more dangerous.

The speed of this knife looked like a child dancing a sword, but in the blink of an eye, the bloodthirsty demon knife had already reached Zuo Wuxiang's body.

"This knife, cut all the people, is the demon god!"

Sun Mo's shouting came faintly at this time.

Zuo Wuxiang's expression remained unchanged, but his frowning brows revealed his solemnity.

"It's good to come!"

He let out a soft shout, and the black and white Futu Sword suddenly disappeared, and then collided with the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife.

Rumble!

Bang!

Thundered!

The swords collided, and a terrifying roar erupted, and a strong shock wave spread out in all directions, and this space was like being smashed into a calm lake by a stone, and ripples appeared.

The ripples spread rapidly, rushing towards all directions with lightning speed.

A large number of onlookers around him, their faces changed greatly, but they didn't have time to dodge, and they were hit by the intersection of blood and sword qi, and they all vomited blood and flew back.

Those who were a little closer to the two of them all exploded and died, a large amount of blood flew sideways, sprinkled all over the ground, but instantly melted into the bluestone floor and disappeared.

Everyone's body is originally condensed by the qi of the immortal spirit, and after the soul dissipates, everything naturally returns to the ancient world.

Their strength is really too far away from Zuo Wuxiang and Sun Mo, and the fluctuations of just the two of them fighting each other can no longer bear it.

"Haha, okay, happy, eat my sword!"

Zuo Wuxiang laughed, and on his demon-like face, a colorful light bloomed, and he shouted loudly, "Heavenly Burial Divine Sword!"

The lines on the black and white Futu sword seemed to bloom with hundreds of millions of rays of light, half of it was as black as ink, half of it was as white as snow, and a sword slashed out, and the light was endless, and there were violent Yuan forces surging in all directions, condensing into a pillar of light, and slashing towards Sun Mo fiercely.

This pillar of light is also very peculiar, half of it is as black as ink, it seems to come from the Netherworld, there is a boundless power of yin ghosts, dark and cold, and the other half is as white as snow, full of holy and solemn taste, sacred, **.

These are obviously two extremes that are completely opposed to each other, but they are separated on both sides of the pillar of light, which is clearly distinguished, but it is extremely powerful.

The Xuanhuang Sword Sect's Heavenly Absolute Mountain Unique Sword Technique, the Heavenly Absolute Burial Divine Sword, was displayed in the way of the operation of the Phaseless Wheel Sutra, and it was terrifying to the extreme, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be torn apart.

Sun Mo's face sank like water, and the bloodthirsty demon sword in his hand was raised without hesitation, swinging a tornado-like energy, facing the black and white floating sword.

In the blink of an eye, the sword and the sword had intersected thousands of times, and the strong qi slashed the surrounding earth to pieces, and the trees nearly a hundred zhang high were destroyed in the demonic qi and sword intent, and the houses collapsed one after another, and the smoke and dust were mixed with the demonic qi and sword intent, making everything in this thousand zhang radius become chaotic and unreal.

The people watching around had already retreated to a thousand feet away, and they didn't dare to get any closer.

Everyone didn't expect that this handsome and demonic young man, his strength would be so terrifying, and this Sun Demon would be on a par with him, in the Xuanhuang Sword Sect, in addition to Kuching and Xiao Yu, who was shining, there was such a terrifying cultivator, who really deserved to be the head of the sect in the world!

When they looked at Zuo Wuxiang's eyes, they couldn't help but feel fear.