Mo Wuxie's purpose this time is to completely defeat the strong people of the Tuoba tribe, so that the Gaotu clan can sit back and relax. Therefore, once the strong people of the Tuoba clan are gone, the Gaotu clan will have no trouble!

It can be said that he has also paid a lot for the future.

The Tuoba tribe's city is at least five times larger than the Gaotu tribe, which shows that there is a qualitative gap in strength between them.

He stood in the sky, looking down at the thick walls and sturdy buildings on the ground, revealing a look of helplessness.

In the Tuoba City Lord's Mansion, the Tuoba Patriarch's face was like ashes. Naturally, he saw the man in the air, the one who killed his daughter.

Originally, he asked his son-in-law to avenge his daughter, but, for some reason, his son-in-law heard that his daughter was killed in seconds, so he left a word and left.

Just when the patriarch of the Tuoba clan was hesitating, Mo Wuxian had already found him.

"What do you say we should do?" the Tuoba patriarch glanced at the hall, there were eight people in the hall, and most of them were old people.

An old man said coldly: "I don't think there is any other way than compensation!"

Everyone else acquiesces.

At this moment, a coercion suddenly descended, the face of the Tuoba patriarch changed drastically, the eight old men trembled, and the roof of the City Lord's Mansion suddenly trembled, and a large piece of dust fell.

There was a sound of a sharp sword piercing, the roof collapsed, and with it, a round silver ball of light fell!

Boom, the silver light cluster exploded, and the eight old men were the closest, bearing the brunt of the attack, and they were immediately swept away, and then the Tuoba clan patriarch......

Mo Wuxian withdrew the Ning Bi Sword, and just now, he threw Xiaoyue towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Looking at the collapsed City Lord's Mansion, he sighed again.

Suddenly, he looked into the distance, showed a solemn expression, and said, "It's here!"

Qu Yuan also looked over and said, "Two martial saints, their strength is very strong!"

He smiled and said, "It's okay, let me fight!"

He looked far away, and found that both of them were carrying giant swords, flying, rumbling, powerful, and not good.

The giant sword represents the Zixuan Sect. This shows that the contradiction between him Mo Wuxian and the Zixuan Sect has intensified.

Qu Yuan has always been flying with Mo Wuxian in her arms, and even said that she has never released her Xuan Qi.

In Mo Wuxie's arms, she felt happiness that she had never felt before.

At this time, they watched together as the visitor approached.

The two Martial Saints stopped fifty meters in front of them.

One is the old and the other is the young. The two of them have a somewhat similar face. The young man's face was a little sallow, as if it was caused by excessive wine, and the old man had a bit of majesty between his eyebrows, so he should still have some status in the Zixuan Sect.

The young martial saint saw Mo Wuxian from afar, and he got up early. When he saw Qu Yuan in Mo Wuxie's arms, his eyes suddenly brightened, as if he had seen his prey.

Mo Wuxian naturally noticed the change in the young martial saint, and dared to hit his woman's attention, and he was angry.

"Beauty, it's really beautiful, go back with Lao Tzu and let you have a good time!" The young martial saint seemed to have forgotten the hatred of killing his wife, and in the blink of an eye, he found a new love. But who is Qu Yuan? That is the proud daughter of the Son of Heaven, does anyone dare to blaspheme her? Naturally, no, some have already been sent on the road by her.

Her murderous intent was moved, and her whole body exuded an aura of instability. Mo Wuxie was not!

"Yuanyuan, this guy is going to kill him with my own hands!"

Qu Yuan's heart was relaxed for a while, she was afraid that Mo Wuxian would have ideas, but now it seemed that she was too worried, and said: "This guy dares to be inferior to me, innocent, I want him to be broken into ten thousand pieces!"

Mo Wuxian left Qu Yuan, Qu Yuan didn't have Mo Wuxie's embrace, so he naturally wanted to stand in the air by himself.

Suddenly, her body emitted a purple glow, which made the faces of the two people opposite change drastically.

The young martial saint was about to swallow his words again, and his mouth was a little dry. And the old man Martial Saint also had the same face as dead ashes.

"Yuanyuan, give me a sweep, don't let anyone run away!

Mo Wuxian stabbed him with a sword.

This sword contains the mystery of the third stage of the Wanyue Sword Technique, and the third stage is called the Returning to the Ruins Chapter by Mo Ye, which is enough to be extremely domineering.

His sword seemed to shorten the space, and instantly appeared in front of the young martial saint, and the tip of the sword was close to his chest!

"Be careful!"

The old man Martial Saint has experienced countless ups and downs over the years, naturally, his heart is very good, and when he recovered from Qu Yuan's shock, he saw Mo Wuxian attacking and reminded the young Martial Saint.

The old man's Martial Saint's giant sword emitted a thick blue light, and it was already sideways in front of the young Martial Saint. At the same time, he shouted: Heavy as a mountain!

Rumble!

Mo Wuxian felt like he was shaking on a rock, producing a backlash.

I saw that a burst of light suddenly appeared on the place where the giant sword was lit by the Ning Bi sword, like a splash of water.

What a superb sword skill!

Mo Wuxian secretly praised, but it was impossible for him to be shocked back by the power of this shock.

His sword was still on the Juque Sword, but he suddenly let go of the sword, and then with a round turn, the Ning Bi Sword spun up, flashing its dazzling light in an instant, and a round ball of light was generated.

"Xiaoyue!

With a bang, the thickness of the enhanced version of Xiaoyue and the Juque Sword exploded like a mountain.

Mo Wuxian stepped back suddenly, revealing a look of horror, and reached out to catch the Ning Bi Sword that bounced back. This is the real thick as a mountain! If it is like a dragonfly shaking a mountain, it will not move!

Of course, the old man's giant sword smashed backwards, and the back of the sword slammed into the chest of the young martial saint, slapping the young martial saint back ten meters.

The young martial saint's mind was taken away by Qu Yuan, and after this violent impact, a sharp pain came from his chest, and he suddenly woke up, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood!

The old man Martial Saint was also shocked and inexplicable, he couldn't even see what Mo Wuxian's sword move was, he seemed to be a little impressed, but he didn't seem to have it.

Master!

This is Mo Wuxian and the old man Martial Saint's evaluation of their opponents!

The old man Martial Saint Yu Guang kept glancing at Qu Yuan, saying that it was fake if he was not flustered, because it was the existence of Emperor Wu, and one move might kill both of them.

The young martial saint is also uncomfortable, and Zhilu Dao is in big trouble, maybe he will have to catch up with his father this time.

Mo Wuxian knew that the thick mountain defense of the Zixuan Sect was too powerful, and the area was large, all the skills would be useless in the face of this defense, and the only way was to defeat them by force!

Suddenly, he saw their fears, and it seemed that it was not too difficult to deal with them! As long as he caught the young guy, he would overwhelm the old man when he thought about it!

He made up his mind to attack the weak first.

"A glimpse!"

Mo Wuxian shouted, raised his long sword above his head, and slashed down. Then, a sword qi roared out in a rippled shape, and the power of the hula made the old man startled, and it was as thick as a mountain again, almost blocking his entire person behind.

Mo Wuxian sneered, the reason why he made such a movement was to make the old man think that he was launching a main attack on him, so that he could kill the young martial saint unguarded!

After slashing out a sword, he stepped on the air, and his whole person suddenly flew up, covering the young martial saint like a great peng spreading its wings, and the Ning Bi sword pierced his eyebrows......