The fist has the intent of the fist, the sword has the intent of the sword, and the knife intent of the knife does not ask the enemy, which is to comprehend the true intention of killing from the endless killing, condense into the artistic conception of killing, and then materialize and form the artistic conception of the flying knife, without weight, where the idea goes, where the blade goes!

Although Mo Wendi was Zheng Lang's disciple, he did not copy Zheng Lang's killing knife path, but wanted to go out of his own way.

In an instant, the Artistic Conception Flying Knife, which was full of demon-like killing aura, caught up with Mu Fengxiao, and at the moment when the latter had no time to react, it stabbed into the opponent's eyebrows and entered the sea of his spiritual consciousness.

Rumble!

It was like a tenth-level storm, and the flying knives passed by, and Mu Fengxiao's spiritual consciousness sea couldn't withstand this terrifying sword intent, and it shattered and disintegrated inch by inch.

"What kind of sword intent is this? In the world, there is such a terrifying sword intent? What a strong will to kill!

Under the crushing of the killing aura emanating from the sword intent, the entire sea of spiritual consciousness collapsed inch by inch, and the divine consciousness of the Wood Wind Howling Soaring Realm was instantly full of cracks, he was completely crazy, and let out an unbelievable roar, he couldn't believe that Mo Wen, who was in the Qi Shock Realm, actually possessed such a terrifying killing martial art.

And at this critical moment of life and death, he suddenly remembered the "backer" that Mo Wendi once said, and made a terrible association.

In the whole world, there are only two strong people who can teach Mo Wendi who has such a strong will to kill in the Qi Shock Realm, and no matter which one of them is, it is definitely not something that he, or even the Mu family, can provoke!

At this moment when Mu Fengxiao gave birth to endless horror and remorse.

The Artistic Conception Flying Knife silently pierced into Mu Fengxiao's Divine Consciousness, and the entire Divine Consciousness was suddenly shattered like a glass ball, the Divine Consciousness disintegrated, and all the spiritual particles were completely crushed under the will to kill, and none of them were spared.

Mu Fengxiao's body suddenly seemed to have lost all its strength, and it crashed to the ground like a dead thing, his eyes widened in disbelief, and there was a blood hole in his eyebrows, and his death was exactly the same as the previous two killers.

Although this artistic conception flying knife has not completely condensed into substance, it can also cause some damage to the flesh under a single knife, piercing through the eyebrows of Mu Fengxiao, and twisting his brain into paste.

This is the killer weapon of Mo Qian's enemy, and it is also a killer weapon that will reveal his identity and origin, and it cannot be used unless it is a moment of life and death.

And now, Mo Wendi found that he also performed a forbidden move, and the will to kill turned into a flying knife and broke away from the body, and the loss of suppressive killing vitality was not completely out of control, and as soon as the mind was collected, the artistic conception flying knife did not enter the center of the eyebrows, and after a few seconds, all the killing vitality was gathered.

"In the martial arts of killing, it is very important whether the personal will is strong or not, only a strong heart can control a strong force, not be controlled by power. If one day you really understand this, the so-called forbidden move will no longer be a forbidden move. ”

The words of the master are like being in the ear, don't ask the enemy if he has understanding, and his eyes reveal the color of understanding.

Fang Yi saw all this in his eyes and nodded secretly, he had already seen that there was a flaw in Mo Wen'er's heart, that is, Mo Lian'er, but Mo Lian'er was not a good match, so he showed the picture of Mo Lian'er betraying him in front of Mo Wendi. After that, Mo Wendi's mind had a metamorphosis, although Mo Lian'er was not completely put down, Mo Lian'er's influence on him was far less powerful than it was at the beginning, and he was no longer deeply trapped in it and lost himself.

It is precisely because the soul has become strong that Mo Wen's enemy can use forbidden moves without backlash.

In fact, the reason why Mo Wendi came here on a regular basis, using the earth as a carrier, and pouring out the killing breath was because he had killed too much in the virtual martial arts realm, and the killing aura became stronger and stronger, and once it exceeded the limit, it would cause the mind to be invaded by killing, slowly losing himself, and becoming a monster that only knew how to kill.

"Thank you. Mo asked the enemy Fang Yi to say sincerely.

With his cleverness, he thought in a blink of an eye that his growth could be said to be achieved by Fang Yi, if it weren't for Fang Yi, he didn't know when he would be able to break through the obstacles.

This kind of change, to put it simply, is just a change of mentality, looking at things in different positions, the so-called one thought to become a Buddha, one thought to be crazy.

The easiest can also be the hardest.

Killing Mu Fengxiao at this moment, for Mo Wendi, there is even more of a sense of causality.

Killing Mu Fengxiao, there is no turning circle between him and Mo Lian'er, and it is no longer possible.

However, no matter what happened next, he did what he had to do with a clear conscience.

As for Mo Lian'er's side, whether she is grateful or hateful, and what will happen in the future, is not what he cares about and takes into account.

After experiencing this incident, his killing artistic conception became more and more complete, and he faintly felt like he was about to break through.

"Senior, I'm not completely sure if you're Senior Uncle Fang yet, so I'll call you Senior first. If not, you might as well go to the Mo family first, and I will inform the master and confirm with your seniors. Mo Wendi said with a bit of respect.

"It's fine. ”

Fang Yi agreed without much thought, and then took Mo Wendi to merge into the space and disappeared, and the enchantment disappeared with it.

Except for the game slot, nothing in the room was destroyed, and the corpse of Mu Fengxiao lay on the wooden floor, dead and dead, and the red and white things in the center of his eyebrows slowly flowed out.

And at this moment, in the Wuzhou Division of the Martial Arts Conference, in the battle space of the challenge, there was a lot of discussion because of the sudden disconnection of the "Nine-Winged Heavenly Dragon".

As one of the five major families in Wuzhou City, the Mo family's house covers a wide area, which is staggering but seems to be a garden, only a few buildings are sparsely distributed, and the style and orientation of each building are carefully designed.

The children of the Mo family, regardless of their direct lineage, are proud to live in the Mo family's main house, and those who live here are symbolized by the large villas near the center.

Mo Wendi took Fang Yi all the way forward, and from time to time he would meet the Mo family guards patrolling, who saluted respectfully and shouted "Little Master", and he didn't look at the strange children around the little master, showing that they were well-trained.

And several young men and women who were qualified to live in the house along the way, when they saw Mo Wendi, they all showed a smile that implied flattery and respect, and greeted Mo Wendi.

Mo Wendi's face was cold, and he just nodded lightly at these people, and did not stop much.

After a while, the two came to the large villa in the center of the Mo family's main mansion.

"Little master, you're back. At the door of the villa, an old man with silver hair and a tuxedo bowed slightly to Mo Wendi, and turned his gaze to Fang Yi: "Who is this one?"

"My friend. Mo asked the enemy with a calm expression and said, "Where is my father?"

"The master is in the study on the third floor. The old man didn't ask much, and after carefully looking at Fang Yi for two seconds, he lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes.

Fang Yi could see at a glance that this old man was not simple, he was a strong person in the realm of opening mountains, and in terms of cultivation, he was comparable to the original Taimeng Taishang Elder Feng Zhuyun. It can be seen that the Mo family can become one of the five major families in Wuzhou, and it does have its heritage.

Mo Wendi nodded, led Fang Yi through the spacious living room, and walked upstairs.

"Yo, fourth, when did you have a friend? This is a rare thing, why don't you introduce the second brother?"

On the sofa in the living room, a handsome young man showed an expression that seemed to be smiling, and his eyes unconsciously revealed a bit of coldness, which made people uncomfortable at first sight.

Mo Wen's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard at all, and stepped up the stairs.

"Fourth brother, you are too careless, why did you bring someone from unknown origin to this mansion? The young man's face suddenly sank, but he was still smiling, he reached out and grabbed it, and a cold claw grabbed Fang Yi's back.

Mo Wendi was still expressionless, but he suddenly drew his sword, stabbed out with a sword, and the sharp sword qi broke through the claw strength, stabbing at the young man, and a series of actions were like flowing water, incredibly fast.

When the young man reacted, the sword light had reached a meter in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his hand grabbed inward, using anthropomorphism to change the quality of the surrounding air, and a metal wall blocked in front of him.

The one-meter-thick wall was pierced, and the remaining sword qi stabbed a bloody hole in the young man's palm.

"Fourth brother, you actually attacked me in this house for an outsider?" The young man waved his hand, the metal wall dissipated like smoke, his eyes were cold and fearful, and he looked at Mo Wendi with a sword in his hand like a poisonous snake.

Mo asked the enemy to be shocked by the sword just now, obviously he was still a cultivator of the ninth order of Qi Zhen, and with a sword in his hand, he actually injured himself who was in the third order.

"He is my friend, and if you strike against him again, I will cut off your hands. Mo Wendi said indifferently.

The young man took a deep breath and laughed angrily, his eyes were cold and revealing murderous intent: "Okay, good, it seems that you really have hard wings, and you dare to be so rude to me, I want to see how you want to cut my hand!"

That's when it happened.

"Stop. A majestic man's voice sounded in the living room, "Waste, the cultivation of the third order of the air was actually injured by a sword of the ninth order of the air shock, a complete waste! From today onwards, you are not qualified to enter here again, when will you reach the fifth order of the sky, come see me again! Get out!"

The word "roll", like a tide and waves, the cold young man's face turned pale, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered out of the villa like a lost dog, and before leaving, he threw a resentful glance at Mo Wendi and Fang Yi.

"Ask the enemy, and bring your friend to the study. The majestic voice softened slightly, but there was still an overwhelming force.

Mo Wendi took Fang Yi up to the third floor, knocked on the door, and entered the study.

Behind the desk, there was a middle-aged man with gray hair, who didn't look smiling, just sitting there, but he had the temperament of a superior person, his eyebrows were majestic, and he was full of confidence, which was the confidence that only a strong man with real strength and power could have.

"Father. Mo Wendi stood two meters away from his desk and shouted respectfully.

The middle-aged man, that is, Mo Qian, the father of Mo Wendi, the contemporary head of the Mo family, swept his gaze over Fang Yi's body as if he was substantial, seeing that the latter was unmoved, he looked calm and indifferent, his pupils couldn't help but move slightly, and his tone was a little more polite: "This little brother, are you a friend of the enemy? I never knew he had friends, I don't know what to call him?"

"My surname is Yi, and my name is Fang Tian. ”

Mo Wendi's face did not change when he heard this, but silently recited the three words "Yi Fangtian", if he read it upside down, there would be the word Fang Yi among them.

(To be continued)

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