Mo Wuxian tiptoed the ground and rose into the air to block the path of the blue light.

He smiled wickedly and said, "Where are you going? Brother is here!"

The killer has always talked little, but this killer seems to have a lot of words, and said coldly: "The kid is looking for death, give you a ride!"

The martial saint had no intention of fighting, and as soon as he made a move, he stabbed at Mo Wuxian with a long sword.

This sword was as black as ink, and when it reached Mo Wuxie's chest, a dazzling blue light suddenly bloomed.

Mo Wuxian was shocked in his heart, and the Martial Saint locked on him at this moment. If he didn't have the strength of the peak of the Martial Emperor, maybe this lock would make him powerless to resist.

Mo Wuxian looked at the deadly long sword, and the Ning Bi sword came out of its sheath to block.

Puff puff!

The collision between the Ning Bi Sword and the Black Sword made a sound of wood striking.

The huge force came, and Mo Wuxian retreated sharply, his face pale for a while.

Martial saints are martial saints after all, and they have a qualitative gap. If it weren't for the magic of the Mixed Yuan Gong and the sharpness of the Wanyue Sword Technique, maybe he would not have been as simple as churning in qi and blood.

The martial saint calmed down at this time, and looked at Mo Wuxian coldly, and his heart was full of emotions, he couldn't see through the opponent.

"Report your name, Xiuwei!"

Mo Wuxian smiled and said, "It's better to ask the king of Hades when you die, as for cultivation, can't you see it?"

The killer suddenly thought of something, a cold sweat broke out on his face, and said, "Without the corresponding color of Xuan Qi, have you reached the legendary realm......?"

The word 'impossible' is almost shouted by a killer.

One thing that had been ignored by Mo Wuxian was finally faced after being reminded by the killer.

If there is no color, isn't it martial arts? Looking at this guy's demeanor, he seems to be frightened by me, right? But this guy's head may not be bright, if I am in the realm of martial arts, can I still be shocked back by him? If I am martial arts, I may be able to kill him with just one thought!

However, the demeanor of the enemy gave him the brilliance of victory.

The more suspicious you are, the more restless you become, and the harder it is to control the details of the battle.

Mo Wuxian looked at his opponent coldly, held the Ning Bi Sword in his hand, and when the Xuan Qi was running, the Ning Bi Sword lit up with silver light. This silver light is naturally the color of the Ningbi Sword material itself.

Originally, the killer was still suspicious of his guesses, but when he saw this change, his face turned pale in an instant. If it weren't for the martial arts, this sword qi would definitely show the corresponding light, and now it is the light of the sword itself, it is not difficult to judge that he is the martial arts!

"The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, it turns out that the master of martial arts is here, the little one is rude, please don't meet me like a villain!" The killer said something that made Mo Wuxian laugh.

In this world, the strongest disdain to slaughter ants, which is also the mentality of a killer.

Is this still a killer? I think it's a coward! Mo Wuxian looked at him with disdain, and as soon as the long sword pointed forward, the whole person seemed to turn into a silver light, stabbing at the chest of the Martial Saint like lightning.

The Martial Saint did not dare to fight back and retreated sharply.

But Mo Wuxian was the first to attack, so even if the Martial Saint was fast, he was a beat slower, and he could only instinctively block at the end.

Puff puff......

In an instant, the two sides exchanged hundreds of blows.

Mo Wuxian only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the more the other party fought, the more confused he became, and he didn't use much Xuan Qi.

The Martial Saint's eyes lit up like enlightenment, and he smiled: "Ha Luha, you are not a martial artist, otherwise I would have died a long time ago." Tell me honestly, what are you cultivating?"

Mo Wuxian put away his sword and stood up, and said with a smile: "Your IQ is not good, you only reacted until now, it seems that it is not easy for this martial saint to cultivate! Defeat me, and I will tell you!"

The Martial Saint was furious and said, "Since this is the case, you should die!"

Mo Wuxian touched his nose disdainfully and said, "What an incompetent killer, there is too much nonsense!"

The black sword was all wrapped in blue light, and there was a little black in the blue, which looked very weird. Mo Wuxian smiled again: "Nima, why don't you have a little green in the flower?"

Although he laughed and scolded, he was not slow in his hands, and he did not hesitate to hit the 'waning moon'.

Wu Sheng looked at the flying 'crescent moon' and said coldly: "Is it just the level of the fuck?

His black sword slammed into the crescent moon, and the crescent moon was strangely deformed, but the light became more intense.

"Hey, this is the Wanyue Sword Technique!"

The Martial Saint was surprised again, if it was changed to an ordinary sword technique, it might have been destroyed by his sword a long time ago, and only the Wanyue Sword Technique could make sense.

The Martial Saint raised his sword and slashed down, and a powerful blue lightsaber slashed down.

With a bang, the crescent moon vanished. The Martial Saint's body paused slightly, and then he raised his sword and turned his head to slash out a sword qi again.

The moment Mo Wuxian was extinguished, he felt his heart feel stuffy again, and a mouthful of blood reached his throat and was pressed down by him.

The blue light sword aura in his eyes gradually increased, but Mo Wuxian smiled strangely.

A person suddenly appeared in front of him, this person had red-eyed ribs, it was No. 6!

No. 6 seemed to know the power of the sword qi of the Dao Dao, and with a low roar, his whole body swelled up with a click, picked up the long sword behind his back, and slashed down.

There was another bang, and due to the disparity in strength, No. 6 smashed into the mountains and forests like an arrow from Xuan.

"Ha Luha, I want to see what else you are capable of, look at the sword!"

Wu Sheng was just about to shoot a sword qi again, but his face changed drastically, and the black sword raised in high turned around and turned around.

Burst!

The Martial Saint only felt that this sword statue was slashed on top of the 10,000-year-old Xuantie, shaking it, and returning with an unparalleled force, causing his body to be shocked out ten meters away.

Martial Saint turned around and looked, his pupils contracted violently, and he roared, "What the hell is this?"

Mo Wuxian smiled and said, "Five, kill him!"

Yes, it was the number five that came out. No. 5 and No. 6 appeared at the same time, but they took advantage of the expansion of No. 5's body and moved around at high speed.

As soon as Five's feet stepped into the air, his body rose vertically and horizontally, and the magic sword slashed down in the air.

At this time, the sun showed its head, red, and looked warm.

The black glow emitted by the magic sword, under the background of the sunlight, was extremely strange and dazzling.

The magic sword was in the air, and it slashed at the black sword of the Martial Saint at once.

The Martial Saint was tragic, this time he retreated a hundred meters from the Xuanzhi Arrow.

The martial saint was repelled by a move, frightened, looking left and right, as if he wanted to escape.

However, No. 5 has already received Mo Wuxie's killing order, so naturally he will not stop if he is not killed.

Mo Wuxian touched his nose and looked at the dramatic scene in front of him, and said with a smile: "Hey, Martial Saint Killer, you flash to the left!"

With a bang, the Martial Saint was slapped away.

Mo Wuxian said again: "Fuck, Lao Tzu asked you to flash to the left, but you flashed to the right, isn't this looking for death? Hurry up, flash left again!"

There was another bang, and the Martial Saint was lifted away again, and blood sprayed wildly.

Mo Wuxian shook his head and said, "You flashed right, but your speed was slow, it's a pity!"

"Do you have any tricks to avoid this monster?" Martial Saint's voice came, anxious and frightened, as if he had forgotten that he was in a hostile state with Mo Wuxie.

Mo Wuxian said: "Hey, you don't have to hide this time, it's useless to hide!"

After speaking, he threw the Ning Bi sword out of the way.

The martial saint was hit head-on by No. 5 again, the black sword was cut off, the empty door was wide open, and he was kicked in the lower abdomen by No. 5, and flew away with a hunch.

Poof! Ning Bi Sword caught the Martial Saint and pierced through the back of his heart, the tip of the sword rushed out from the front heart, and blood flowed down.

Mo Wuxian flew up, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and said, "Lao Tzu is called Mo Wuxie, you remember it!"

He pulled out the Ning Bi Sword, and the Martial Saint pointed at him, ahhh

"What a stupid B Martial Saint, how did this Nima cultivate,!" Mo Wuxian let Tian Chang let out a long roar and spat again.

He was too hit, this kind of IQ can cultivate a martial saint, but those smart people can't pass the level of a martial saint, how can they live.