In the deep pit, cut off from the eyes of others, no one knows what is happening. Of course, no one dared to come to the edge to check, and if they provoked that madman, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Fang Wuji struggled for a long time, and finally slowly stood up, supported the ground with his sword, and stared at the figure in front of him.

Mo Yun also stood quietly, his expression calmed down, and all his breath had converged. However, Fang Wuji still didn't dare to move. The power of the spirit level sword technique had already hit him hard, and the two swords on his chest were almost fatal, minimizing his combat effectiveness. As everyone knows, the enemy in front of him is also at the end of the crossbow at this moment, and the sword true power in his body has been exhausted, but he is just holding on with the strength of his body.

"I didn't expect that you would be able to inflict a heavy blow on me! How did your strength come about? I am an eighth-order sword master, and I was defeated in your hands! Ho, using a spirit-level sword technique without being attacked by the backlash, this is the strength of a fifth-order swordsman? I underestimated you after all, so I was defeated today!" Fang Wuji's voice was hoarse, and he secretly continued to prepare the remaining strength to launch a fight to the death.

There was silence for a long time, and he did not speak.

Mo Yun's eyes rolled slightly, and then he regained focus, and looked at the latter without emotion, but his tone was still cold: "Dead man, don't know too much!"

"That's right!" he smiled self-deprecatingly, he reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and continued, "Hmph! Dare to take advantage of me, you are not small! Knowing that I cherish my nephew, you take advantage of this to make me lose my mood and mess up, thinking that I don't know who you are?"

Mo Yun didn't speak, just looked at him.

"I can die, but you must grant me a request!"

"Say!" without nonsense, straight to the point.

"First, you are not allowed to attack our family and die against you, can you?" Fang Wuji sighed, threw away the long sword casually, his back was propped up, and he stood proudly, blood dripping to the ground.

"As long as the Fang family doesn't provoke me anymore!"

"I knew you would agree! It's ridiculous, I'm still trying to kill you! The spirit body is evil, and if you are blessed by luck, how can you fall so easily! You can grasp my weakness, hit me with one blow, and kill people with a sword, Jian Xuanzong, there are only a few! And there are only a few who have enmity with me, she is the only one left, Wu Jianfeng, Ming Yuxue! Hahaha! Sure enough, it is the most poisonous woman's heart, people are not here, just relying on two chess pieces, it is easy to bury the opponent, poisonous enough!"

Hearing his words, he frowned.

"Mo Yun, people's hearts are unpredictable, be more careful yourself! There is a way that open guns are easy to dodge and dark arrows are difficult to prevent, and cold arrows in the back are the most deadly, you must be careful of that woman, don't provoke! Ming Yuxue, she will definitely find a chance to contact you! Your qualifications have aroused her interest!"

"Who are you talking about?" he asked, interrupting impatiently.

"Hehe! Who is she! She's a real demon, who do you say she is? It's better to kill her! Otherwise, you'll regret it!"

"I do things, I don't need you to remind me!"

"Okay then! Send me on my way! I am not willing to be planted in the hands of such a woman!" Saying this, he looked up at the sky, couldn't help but roar, and vented his depression in his heart!

"Fang Wuji, let's go!"

After Mo Yun finished speaking, the Frost Desolation Sword swung out, cut off his head with a sword, and held it in his hand.

In the deep pit, it was quiet, and just when everyone was impatient, a cyan figure appeared on the edge of the pit. His breath was fierce, his wounds were bloodied, and he held a sword in one hand and a skull in the other.

After walking a hundred steps, when he was a hundred meters away from Sword Xuanzong, he slowly stopped and threw it out with one hand.

"Fang Wuji is dead!"

As soon as he said it, the audience was silent! He actually did it, crossing two great realms and killing high-level swordsmen, what a majesty!

"Who else?"

Although his body was already crumbling, no one dared to get on it. Even Fang Wuji, an eighth-order sword master, was beheaded, who asked himself if he was sure of victory?

Glancing around coldly, as far as the eye could see, they all retreated.

"In that case, Jade Vein Lingzhi, I want it!" After finishing speaking, ignoring everyone's reactions, his body turned into a bolt of lightning, and in an instant, he came to the boulder where the Jade Vein Lingzhi was placed, jumped up, put away all the Jade Vein Lingzhi, and threw it into the ring.

This scene shocked everyone again.

Na ring, it turned out to be Na ring!

They wanted to make a move, but when they looked at the cold and arrogant figure of the cyan color, they felt a little more fear. At this moment, the heart of the mortal heart is dripping blood. Fortunately, he planned a game, but the bamboo basket was empty, he was unwilling, and shouted: "Let's go up together and seize the ring!"

thought that a sentence could arouse everyone's greed, and then desperately snatch, he was a good fisherman. As a result, I took a few steps, looked back, and suddenly froze.

Everyone, including the disciples of Wuwei Palace, was like looking at idiots. The high-level swordsman of Wuwei Hall did not speak, offending Mo Yun with infinite potential for the sake of a mortal heart, he thought that mortal heart did not have this value.

At this moment, Fan Xin once again became a clown jumping beam, jumping up and down alone, telling right and wrong!

"Fanxin, do you still want to be a clown? In that case, come up and lead the death!" his voice came out, low and cold, but full of intimidation.

No one was willing to help him and offend Mo Yun, even the high-level swordsmen present were not willing to do so.

"You~!" Fan Xin glared angrily, his face full of anger, and then he smiled lightly and replied, "I am not your opponent!" Finally, he retreated and retreated into the crowd, but no one wanted to stay with him.

"Spare your dog's life today, let me meet again, but I won't have such good luck!" He disdained to kill such a coward. It was his mistake that caused him to fall into a crisis later.

"The mission of the sect, it's over like this?" Huang Fei couldn't believe that the mission of the sect, which was feared like a snake and scorpion in the past, was so hasty.

His eyes were fiery, staring at the cyan figure, and he said, "Our junior brother is already very powerful! The eighth-order sword master has also fallen into his hands! Alas, it is really more popular than a person! He is only a fifth-order swordsman, and he is already so powerful!"

Long Ling's expression was complicated, he sighed, and said solemnly: "Who said it wasn't!

"There is no suspense in this sect mission! Returning to the sect is the real reward! I am a true sword peak, and I will definitely raise my eyebrows!"

Mo Yun bowed his hand and saluted Yan Hu, and then said, "This time, thank you Brother Yan!"

"Hahaha! You don't have to! Brother Mo is out of the limelight today! Kill Bai Wu, defeat Du Rulei, and slash Fang Wuji, one is crazier than the other! I believe that after this sect mission, your name will spread! This mission will make you alone!"

As Yan Hu spoke, he had already come to his side, and then patted him on the shoulder hard. Mo Yun only felt as if a huge stone was pressed on his shoulder, and he suddenly stumbled, and couldn't help but look at Yan Hu in shock, with an expression of admiration: "Innate divine power!"

Yan Hu smiled proudly, and his praise was very useful. In Yan Hu's view, it is already very rare to be praised by Mo Yun, and a character like this is destined to have great achievements in the future.

"Don't say anything else, you're far behind in this strength!" raised his head smugly, looking extremely proud. As he said, Mo Yun's strength is really far behind!

"Why don't you have a fight?" As soon as his mind moved, his battle intent burst out instantly, burning hotly, staring at the tiger of Tengyun Pavilion with his eyes blazing, but his hands were behind his back, his body was standing at will, his breath was constricted, and he did not have the slightest intention of drawing his sword and fighting.

It was just the burst of battle intent, which immediately shocked Yan Hu's body, took two steps back, shook his head, and replied honestly: "I won't fight you, it hurts!" But the glimmer of flame blooming in Tongling's big eyes had already betrayed him.

It's not that he doesn't fight, but he doesn't want to take advantage, how can he not understand!

Seeing this, Mo Yun didn't force it, he also took a step back, looked around, and said, "The opponent is hard to find!"

This is not a deliberate pretentiousness, but it is indeed as he said, a real opponent is hard to find! An enemy is not an opponent!

He understands that the tall man in front of him, who is more than two meters tall, is destined to be his opponent, a real opponent! Even if he misses today, he will encounter it again in the days to come, and this fierce tiger will eventually break out of the cage and gather the wind and clouds.

Yan Hu's eyes rolled, looked at Mo Yun, and asked, "The True Domain Sword Codex is about to open, will you go?"

His eyes lit up, and he stared at the latter intently: "Tell me what the situation is, maybe, I will be interested! Fighting, this is my way!"

"Sword Codex, it is the grandest gathering in the True Domain! At that time, the three hundred and sixty-five sects of the True Domain will gather to discuss the sword and compete for dignity and improve their own sect rankings! Life and death are indispensable! Looking at it, at least you are also a master of the sword master, if you want to fight, you must go!"

Suddenly, an endless battle intent erupted, and it seemed that he had seen the grand event of the sword ceremony, the gathering of masters, the gathering of heroes, and the battle of dragons and tigers, competing for the final sect ranking!

Such a grand event, how can I be missing!

My way is the way of the sword, it is the way of fighting, where there is a battle, there is me! Battle, with me to start, will also have me to end, this is the right thing to do!

"Hmph!" Mo Yun snorted and walked forward with Yan Hu, and finally came to the front of the cliff.

Here the mountain wind is howling, and the clouds are shrouded in mist below.

"It seems that I still have to go to this True Domain Sword Codex!"

"Haha~!Of course!" Yan Hu laughed, "If you don't go, won't the Sword Book be no fun!I'm looking forward to what kind of reaction those sects will have when they see the appearance of demonic assets! In the true realm, there are not many spirit assets!"

"Only by fighting can this world be interesting!" After speaking, he let out a long howl, and the whistling sound swept the wind and clouds, turning into a long dragon and going straight up to the nine heavens.

"At that time, you must have a good fight with Brother Yan! I hope that your name as the Tiger of Tengyun Pavilion will not disappoint me!"

Yan Hu also laughed proudly, and replied proudly: "How dare you, the war hammer behind me is already hungry and thirsty, only the blood of the strong can awaken it! I believe that the next time I see you, I will set foot in the high-level sword king!"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yun was suddenly shocked!

King of Swords!

The Sword King has condensed his own sword path seeds, and he can use his spirit level sword skills at will!

There is boundless pride in my heart, and between the depression, it finally broke out. He rushed into the sky with a fighting spirit, and shouted at the front: "Sword King, you must also tremble under my feet! My sword will suppress you one by one, and whoever you are, you will also surrender to me obediently! The sword code is destined to be my stage, and those who have nothing to do with it will get out of the way for me; opponents, raise their swords to fight; and if they are enemies, then die! Hahaha!"

The laughter is wild and heroic!

Wuwei Dianfanxin's face was extremely gloomy, and he roared hysterically at the black-clothed young man beside him: "Senior brother, why don't you make a move?" Seeing that bastard snatch the Lingzhi is damnable!"

Hearing this, the young man in black was not angry, and replied indifferently: "Do you think I don't want to make a move? Damn, there are old things staring at me in the dark! As long as I dare to make a move, I will be suppressed immediately!"

Speaking of this, the black-clothed young man's tone became cold: "Use your brain to think about it, how can the hall master Yingming I have a son like you! I told you a long time ago, the plan is just a small way, and it is a joke in the face of absolute power, you just don't believe it! If you are willing to cultivate hard, your strength has already stepped into the Sword King, and you still need to pay attention to the tasks of the sect? This time, you have made a calculation, and in the end, you are not a kid from the Sword Xuanzong?"

"I advise you, cultivate hard, don't embarrass the hall master!"

"You ......" Fan Xin's eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the cyan figure in the distance resentfully, and brushed his sleeves away.