Feng Shiwu condensed what he had learned all his life into a sword, but he still couldn't hurt the eight sons in the slightest. The sword light was shattered by the index finger of the eighth child, and the wind of the great country came to an abrupt end.

"It's my turn." With the wave of Baxuanzi's hand, Feng Shiwu's right hand and the iron sword suddenly reversed like a twist, and the blood was squeezed out like water in a towel.

The pain made Feng Shiwu sweat all over his head and the corners of his lips turned white, but he didn't say a word.

"It's just the beginning, you're going to scream."

Next, the Severed Arm Swordsmen saw the terrible torture, and they were all heartbroken, and their anger was nowhere to vent.

Cao Mo's Chinese army was the most well-preserved, and with Cao Mo's strength, although they encountered four Ten Dead soldiers and a large number of Jiuyi warriors, they did not stop.

When Cao Mo came to the array, what he saw was the picture of Feng Shiwu being severely injured and dying soon.

Feng Shiwu, who was almost invisible, knelt on one knee, and when he saw Cao Mo's figure, he seemed to be reminding him of the strength of his opponent with his eyes, and he seemed to be relieved that he could finally send the baton to Cao Mo's hands. Because he knew that Cao Mo's words might be able to defeat his opponent, because the Heavenly Sword was already the highest sword realm that the human race could comprehend.

Although the two were opponents, Cao Mo still understood Feng Shiwu's eyes, came to Feng Shiwu's side with an arrow step, and slowly put Feng Shiwu down.

Feng Shiwu seemed to be about to confess a few times, but in the end, the Adam's apple moved up and down without making a sound, but he knew that what he wanted to convey was conveyed, and Cao Mo would definitely not let him down.

Cao Mo was full of emotion in his heart, he originally came to Qi to kill this person, but when he died in front of him, he had infinite melancholy in his heart, just like when his brother died.

Cao Mo did not go to battle immediately, but sorted out Feng Shiwu's remains and counted the wounds on his body. These wounds are very hideous, obviously the enemy did it on purpose, just not to give Feng Shiwu a good time.

After the body was collected, Cao Mo stood up without saying a word, and drew his sword without saying a word.

"I gave him a chance, and I will give you a chance, come on, you can use all your skills." Hachiko said confidently.

Cao Mo didn't rush to make a move, but raised the sword above his head, held the blade with his left hand, and let the palm of his hand cut, blood flowing along the blade and arm.

"Destroy evil with good." Cao Mo slowly spit out four words.

No one knew what he was trying to do.

"Destroy evil with righteousness!" Cao Mo continued to shout.

The Broken Arm Swordsman and the Chinese Army Swordsman seemed to understand something, Cao Mo was talking to them, was he trying to make them strong?

"Destroy evil with righteousness!" Cao Mo shouted for the third time, and the deafening sound fell on the hearts of every swordsman, inspiring their courage.

"Destroy evil with good, destroy evil with good......" The swordsmen finally shouted, their voices becoming more and more neat......

The eight children looked confused, saying that what was this playing? Do mortals think that they can shout to death by shouting a few times? "Fooling yourself, even if you shout out your throat, it's just in vain."

But at this time, the swordsmen will not stop, and all the swordsmen are cheering for Cao Mo with 'destroying evil with good'.

Its heart is available, its momentum is desirable, Cao Mo took a deep breath, and directly used one of the "Polemic Sword Techniques" to drum up. Broken steps are like smoke, sword qi is like rainbows, and thousands of troops and horses come out of a sword.

The Eight Men obviously didn't expect that this thunderbolt attack would come from the hands of mortals, and they had already cut off an arm before they could react at all.

The right arm flew into the sky, and the gaze of the eight children followed the arm to fly up and down in a dull manner.

This?!

This is too unreasonable, the eight children looked at their empty right shoulder blankly, thinking that they only had the qualifications to break the arm of mortals, and there was no possibility for mortals to break their own arms. It's weird not to want this to happen.

One thing Cao Mo knows more than Feng Shiwu is that he and Yun Yao have been treated and know that the relationship between the three worlds of heaven, earth and man is interpenetrating. So when he knew that he was not an opponent, he thought of borrowing the soul of a swordsman, as long as everyone believed that he could win, then he would definitely win.

"Mortal?!" After the eight children spit out two words, he lost his words, he didn't know what to say, and it seemed like a trick to say anything at this time.

"What about mortals?" Cao Mo said coldly, and then slashed out again: "Meat eaters are despised." "The second style of "Polemic Sword Technique".

The eighth son is also a monk, and hurriedly summoned the magic weapon to form a shield: "Silver Dragon Whip." "Turn your whip into a shield to fend off Cao Mo's strange attack.

Cao Moren's sword is one, and the realm of the heavenly sword is becoming more and more round, seeing that the opponent is strange, he goes all out. But when he fought for a move, he suddenly felt pressure, and his opponent was terrifying.

The iron sword hit the magic weapon, the blade collapsed into a wound, and Cao Mohu's mouth was also faintly painful, but fortunately, he stiffened his face and did not let outsiders notice.

"It's impossible for a mortal to hurt an immortal cultivator, absolutely impossible, I want you to die now."

The silver dragon whip attacks, and in the midst of the dragon's roar, anyone who is hit will surely burst.

Cao Mo knew that he didn't have much chance of winning, and if he couldn't make a quick decision, everyone present was afraid that it would be difficult for him to get out. But the other party is an immortal cultivator, and he also has a magic weapon that is both offensive and defensive, how to break through by himself.

While thinking about it, Cao Mo found a small gap in the other party's uniform. It suddenly became clear that this must be a flaw discovered by Feng Shiwu with his life.

The flaw is extremely small, Feng Shiwu paid with his life to leave this gap that is not detected by the enemy, if he can inject the Heavenly Sword Sword intent into it, then he may be able to kill the other party.

The sword goes, the people swim, Cao Mo is a well-deserved sword saint among mortals, at this time, there is the expectation of the swordsmen to 'destroy the evil with righteousness', and they can only win but not defeat.

Faster, faster, Cao Mo has a feeling that he is about to turn into a sword intent and merge into heaven and earth, and only a trace of victory remains.

The eight sons found that the other party was abnormal, not like a mortal at all, but like a magic weapon. That's right, it gives people the feeling that Cao Mo has become a magic weapon, becoming pure, and becoming difficult.

His silver dragon whip couldn't even catch the other party, what was the situation? Is this still a mortal I know?

It's right if it's not normal, how can you fight against such a strong enemy if it's normal?

Cao Mo has two kinds of unique learning, one is the assassin's study "Eight Laws of Speechlessness", and the other is the military science "On the Sword Technique", the two swordsmanship are two extremes, but Cao Mo can understand it, and he created the Heavenly Sword Realm through Yun Yao, and thought of strengthening it with the blessing of the soul of the swordsman, he has an extraordinary talent.

But in order to defeat the Immortal Cultivator, he had to go to the next level and condense what he had learned. He knew that Feng Shiwu must also be like this, although they were opponents, they were also the people who knew each other best in the world.

It's a pity that Feng Shiwu died, and he lost a confidant opponent.

"Since you are an immortal, then my move is called 'Immortal Collapse'!" Cao Mo said without a trace of emotion, as if he was now just the carrier of the sword, just the projection of the way of the sword in the mortal world, he was no longer Cao Mo, just a tool, a magic weapon, a sword to protect the human race.

Immortal collapse, the trick of killing immortals has been completed. Aiming at the flaw left by Feng Shiwu, he stabbed out a sword with all his might, and at this time, heaven, earth and man were one.

Cao Mo infiltrated the way of the sword, and the way of the sword also penetrated Cao Mo.

"How is that possible?" The eighth child didn't expect that Feng Shiwu had already made a mark, saving Cao Mo from the temptation, and at this time he found that there was a gap in his robe, and Cao Mo caught the flaw.

When the sword pierced into the heart, the eight men still didn't figure out that their opponent was really a mortal? Did you really die at the hands of mortals?

With a sword of immortal collapse, the cultivation of the eight sons was cut off, all the internal organs were stirred, and the pain was heartbreaking, and then he died tragically in pain.

"Senior brother?!" The third junior brother who was guarding Dan Ji was shocked and wanted to enter the big array to help, but before he could take off, he was shot through by a cold arrow from behind and exploded directly.

Dan Ji gave them a murder and extermination, destroying the corpses. onclick="hui"