The sky was full of light and shadow, and the fierce sword qi was agitated.

The Great Bright Sword, this is the mastery of the Hall of Light.

It is rumored that in the Hall of Light, there are nine great sword techniques, which are engraved on the sword bone cliff tablet, and only inner disciples are qualified to practice.

The Great Bright Sword is one of them.

This is a combat technique swordsmanship that surpasses the Red Flame level.

To cultivate the Great Bright Sword, you need to temper your spine with bright glazed sand, refine your sword bones, and endure the pain that ordinary people can't bear.

This sword is a success, with every gesture, the sword light is like a mighty river, blooming with immeasurable light.

It's even more terrifying than the Blade River Castle Lord's abilities.

In the smoke and dust, the figures of people are towering, strolling and walking, revealing a terrible atmosphere.

Wang Qiong's expression was cold, he pushed it out with one hand, and the original qi burrowed into Su Qinghe's body like a small snake.

Airplanes......

At the wound, the light was shining, the sword aura was hideous, and the terrifying power shattered Su Qinghe's vitality.

With such a terrifying sword intent, even the original qi could not recover from its injuries for a while, and could only be suppressed temporarily.

"I ...... Are you going to die?" Su Qinghe's face was miserable, lying in Wang Qiong's arms.

She felt the vitality in her body draining, and the fire was dark.

"Don't worry, with me, no one can touch you. ”

"It's hard to protect yourself, and you still have the heart to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? ”

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Mo Bufan walked out, this peerless genius of the Temple of Light, the supreme master who descended to the wasteland, had already been secretly staring at Wang Qiong and the No. 73 butcher shop.

In the world, there is no impermeable wall, as long as it is done, it will leave traces.

With the information in his hand, Mo Bufan's intuition told him that the destruction of the Knife River Castle and Long Liqi's death were inseparable from the man in front of him.

Especially when the Night King Boat was so close to a small emerging force, it strengthened his conjecture.

Killing the disciples of the Temple of Light is a great crime.

Once it is confirmed, the whole door will be destroyed, and the Night King's Boat will be implicated.

"Take care of her!" Wang Qiong whispered and slowly got up.

"Boss......" Yang Qi's eyes trembled, and a trace of heaviness flashed in his eyes.

The man in front of them was so powerful that his breath alone made his whole body tremble, and the fire could not be operated.

This kind of power, Yang Qi has never seen before.

The most important thing is that the other party is from the Temple of Light, the supreme behemoth.

In the face of such an existence, they are like ants, and they cannot compete with them at all.

"Temple of Light...... It's really fate with me!" Wang Qiong stepped out and slowly pulled out the black dragon knife at his waist.

"You're right, I destroyed the Sword River Castle, and I killed the disciples of the Hall of Light. ”

Airplanes......

Wang Qiong's voice was like a swords and soldiers, intertwined with the murmur of the black dragon sword.

At this moment, Mo Bufan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect such a big crime, the man in front of him actually confessed directly, without any excuse.

Not to mention him, even Yang Qi and even Su Qinghe fell into a deep shock.

Especially Su Qinghe, although there were many speculations before, when Wang Qiong said it in such a calm tone, there were still monstrous waves in her heart.

"He ......"

"Boss...... Crazy!?"

Airplanes......

The Black Dragon Knife let out a long groan, and Sen Ran's edge glowed with a chilling glow in the dazzling sunlight.

"I forgot to tell you that today you will die at my hands too. ”

Thundered......

Before the words fell, the hustle and bustle of the True Yuan in Wang Qiong's body was like a reversal of the waves, and the terrifying sound was stirred hundreds of miles away, and the blade was incomparable, slashing forward.

"Returning to the Sea ......"

Mo Bufan's face changed slightly, he didn't expect that in the wasteland, a small ant would hide such a terrifying power.

Obviously, there is only the eightfold cultivation of the Replenishing Yuan Realm, but the True Yuan is vast, like the waves of the angry sea, such an atmosphere, even the outer disciples of the Bright Hall have never possessed it.

But after thinking about it, it is a matter of course, if there is no power, how can it be possible to destroy the Knife River Castle and kill Long Liqi.

Airplanes......

A sword light shot up into the sky, blue as water, blocking the edge of the Black Dragon Sword.

The terrifying power rippled along the sword god, constantly impacting Mo Bufan's arm.

"His physical body ......" Mo Bufan looked at Wang Qiong in surprise.

The human body could burst out with such terrifying power, and even the peak-level treasure weapon in his hand was slightly deformed.

The black dragon knife groaned endlessly, and the sword light burst out, constantly bombarding and killing.

Great Bright Sword!

The azure sword body burst out with brilliant light, resonating with Mo Bufan's body.

In an instant, the sword qi was vigorous, and the Xuanguang was ten thousand ways.

This wisp of sword light converged like a torrent cannon, attacking and killing in all directions.

The ground around him cracked inch by inch, and the terrifying aura soared into the sky, shaking hundreds of miles away.

Mo Bufan is the real pride of the sky, the heir of the inner door of the Hall of Light, his Great Bright Sword has already been practiced to the point of perfection, under a sword, there is no way to live and die.

In the dazzling light, the sword aura is wanton, conveying killing and destruction.

Such a weather instantly attracted the attention of nearby masters.

After all, it's too close to the ruins of the apocalypse.

"Great Bright Sword...... That is the supreme mastery of the Temple of Light...... Only true descendants can practice. ”

"Who the hell is it...... How dare you fight with the disciples of the Hall of Light?"

"Could it be the heir of another high-level force?"

"This breath is ......"

Suddenly, all eyes were cast towards the center of destruction.

The surging sword light roared and roared.

Light is everywhere, sword intent pervades, swallowing everything.

"Boss......" Yang Qi's eyes trembled, and he shouted in a lost voice.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, the surging thunder let out a piercing thud, tearing through the light that represented killing and destruction.

In the sword light, the thunder and lightning surged, like a big dragon awakening, and the sword intent in the sky was suppressed.

"Xuan-level ability!" Mo Bufan's eyes froze, flashing with intense murderous intent.

Whether it was the true element, the physical body, or the ability, the qualifications and heritage displayed by Wang Qiong had completely exceeded his expectations.

You must know that in the desperate situation in the wasteland, except for those big forces, it is difficult to give birth to real demons, because the resources are too scarce.

But once such a character appears, it is like a hidden dragon hiding in the abyss, once it reaches the sky and the earth, the future is unimaginable.

Wang Qiong's qualifications made him feel a little jealous.

At this moment, Mo Bufan really moved his murderous intent.

"It's good to be able to take my Great Light Sword. ”

The icy voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, Mo Bufan's feet gradually left the ground, and he floated into the air under the gaze of Wang Qiong and many people who had rushed to watch the battle.

"Fly...... Flying?"

He ...... Isn't he in the Yuan Replenishment Realm? How can he fly in the sky?"

"What kind of ability is this?"

Everyone exclaimed, they couldn't believe it.

Flying in the sky, that is the ability that only the Melting Weapon Realm has, with air supremacy, he can naturally suppress the monks of the lower realm.

This is the so-called separation between heaven and man, and there is a difference between the top and the bottom.

"You can die. Mo Bufan was condescending and indifferent.

He reached out with one hand and pointed at the king's dome.

Thundered......

Suddenly, the earth sank, and a terrible falling force dragged Wang Qiong, causing his body to slam into the ground, and every inch of flesh and blood seemed to be shackled, unable to move.