"By my name, you will die!"

Mo Yun shouted violently, the last strike came first, and the Frost Desolate Sword suddenly slashed out, and the sword qi on it contained infinite power.

Before the fifteenth of the Flame Sect could understand what was happening, he only felt that the figure flashed, and it was already flying in mid-air, like a cloud driving through the mist, and finally smashed to the ground.

Long Ling and the three of them looked at their little junior brother in shock, completely incredulous. The ninth-order swordsman didn't have the power to resist, and he was knocked away!

His face was like frost, gloomy and dripping water, staring at Fifteen on the ground, and said in a low voice: "I don't care who you are, go and die for me!"

Fifteen could hardly believe that his own dignified ninth-order swordsman was actually knocked away by a small fifth-order swordsman. This is a great disgrace. He straightened up, not hurting too much, but he looked shocked and angry, the long sword pointed at Mo Yun, and his tone was low: "Boy, you are bold enough! But I can be defeated?"

The disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect in the distance also noticed the situation here, but they wisely did not intervene, but instead observed this side with great interest.

Mo Yun sneered at this. This distance, for a swordsman, is only a matter of a few seconds. If you want to reap the benefits of the fisherman, you don't weigh your own weight! If you want to find death by yourself, I won't mind anything, my Frost Desolation Sword is already hungry and thirsty!

"Go aside, you're not qualified!" he sneered, slashing out again.

Fifteen's body flew into the air again.

The Frost Desolation Sword forgot to thrust behind his back, and his right hand suddenly stretched out, grabbing the throat of Fifteen, who had just fallen, like electricity. With just a slight effort, Fifteen felt that it was difficult to breathe, and his hands kept clapping, and he didn't have the posture of a ninth-order swordsman at all.

"What are you, my senior sister is also something you can provoke?" his right hand gradually strained, the latter's face was flushed, and the strong survival ** made him struggle hard.

He took out the Frost Desolation Sword with his left backhand, thought about it, and took it back again.

"Kill you, dirty my sword!"

He looked back, showed a comforting smile to Jiang Yue, who was standing quietly on the side, and said, "Senior sister, don't be angry, I'll avenge you!"

Jiang Yue didn't know what she thought of, but she also smiled calmly, inadvertently revealing a thousand kinds of style, and her charm was boundless. She nodded slightly, and her lips opened lightly: "Thank you, junior brother!"

The latter shook his head and whispered in his mouth, like a requiem from hell: "Reincarnation in the next life, don't be a man!"

"Click!"

The crisp sound of fractures sounded, Fifteen's neck crooked, and he fell to the ground softly, his limbs twitched unconsciously a few times, and gradually lost his breath.

After solving the fifteenth of the Agni Flame Sect, Mo Yun still felt that it was not comfortable enough, he pulled out the Frost Desolation, and the tip of his sword pointed directly at the few people of the Agni Sect who were fighting.

The Sword Master of the Flame Sect obviously also found the fifteenth who had fallen to the ground, and shouted with anger on his face: "Sword Xuanzong, you are too presumptuous! This is the mission of the sect, not the killing mission!"

Mo Yun approached step by step, and his voice was low, spreading throughout the audience: "If I kill you, no one will know!" As for the sect mission, I don't think it's the first time you've participated, don't you know what's going on? Don't try to use these excuses to escape, because I'm going to kill you today!"

The tip of the sword was a little bit, pointing at the Flame Sect Sword Master.

"And you!"

"You!"

"You!"

"You four, go down and accompany your dead ghost junior brother!" Finally, the Frost Desolation Sword circled, as if holding their lives in hand, which made people's hearts tremble.

After finishing speaking, his right foot fell suddenly, and his body turned into a cyan lightning, shooting directly at the strongest sword master of the Flame Sect. Ever since he broke through to a fifth-order swordsman, he hadn't used all of his strength. One hundred and eight qi seas, each of which is full of sword true power, this is his strength!

Under the full outburst, Mo Yun's whole body was bathed in the golden edge qi, like a god, and his power was incomparable.

The Sword Master of the Flame Sect immediately changed color, full of fear of his strength. To be able to reach such a speed, the strength has reached the level of a ninth-order swordsman.

The King Kong ape also intervened at this time, and actually went crazy.

It stood up with its legs erect, its two fists slapping its chest, and its mouth let out a sharp whistling sound that pierced people's eardrums. The lantern's eyes were scarlet, bloodthirsty and indifferent.

Under the shocked gaze of several people, the King Kong ape's feet slammed to the ground, and the huge fists smashed down at the same time, and finally slammed into the ground.

Huge cracks spread, countless clods of earth flew out, and smoke and dust flew everywhere.

The power of the Vajra Ape is so powerful!

In the face of such prestige, Mo Yun was not afraid, and said with a high smile: "Just a brute, what kind of wind and waves do you want to stir up! If you dare to be presumptuous, I will take your life!"

The frost desolation in his hand was dazzling, and he waved his hand and slashed at a disciple of the Flame Sect. This disciple is also the cultivation of an eighth-order swordsman, and he is not weak for ordinary people, but at this time, he can't save his life!

The golden sword qi was extremely fast, falling directly on the top of his head. It's ridiculous that he chose to resist with a sword. The sword qi was like cutting tofu, easily cutting his sword, and the speed did not decrease.

Before he could scream, he was already split in half, and his steaming internal organs mixed with bright red blood spilled on the ground, and only a pair of legs twitched unconsciously.

Such a bloody scene made the hearts of everyone present tremble and rise an irrepressible fear. They couldn't calm down anymore, looked at Mo Yun, and couldn't speak for a long time.

Mo Yun didn't care about their gaze, and in the midst of laughter, he rushed forward again, and the cold light of the Frost Desolation Sword flashed, falling on a Flame Sect disciple again.

The sword master of the Agni Fire Sect finally couldn't hold it back, and decisively gave up the Vajra Ape, and the sword in his hand shone with dazzling fire, and rushed over. His eyes were about to split, and he wanted to spew fire, and his deep voice was murderous: "Boy, you dare to kill my Flame Sect disciple, you must not stay, go and die!"

Hearing this, Mo Yun laughed, raised his hand and a sword qi flew out, forcing back a flame disciple, his eyes also flashed with murderous intent, flashing with a trace of red light, bloodthirsty and crazy. In his eyes, only the swordsman master who flew in front of him was left, and boundless battle intent burst out.

"The swordsman is great, and he is not my opponent, give me a retreat!"

Huang Fei and the three of them were not idle, and attacked the other two Flame disciples.

As soon as they fought, the sword masters of the Flame Sect immediately felt a huge pressure. In his cognition, Mo Yun was nothing more than a fifth-order swordsman's cultivation, and to him he was nothing more than an ant. But it was the ant-like existence in front of him, and he actually killed two disciples of his Agni Sect in a row, thunder means, Shura's heart, and he didn't spare any hands!

And now, he is even more crazy to fight against himself, is this still a swordsman?

He didn't care what means Mo Yun used to hide his true strength, he only had one thought in his heart, and that was to kill!

This son, just in the fifth order of the swordsman, has the strength to rival the swordsman, given time, what a domineering existence it will be! Such a demon cannot be allowed to grow, and must be completely eliminated in the bud. The Flame Sect will not allow such an opponent, no matter who you are, you have to die! Only the dead are safe!

Thinking of this, the sword master's killing intent became more and more intense, and the sword true power in his body continued to gush out, causing the long sword to be covered with scorching flames, tearing the air.

He didn't dare to be careless, he shot with all his strength, to kill Mo Yun in the shortest possible time, the longer the time dragged on, the more variables there were!

A thought flashed in Mo Yun's heart: If you want to kill me, you are not qualified yet! The power in his body burned fiercely, transforming into a sharp and incomparable sharp qi of the Dao, and the golden light was shining.

"Whoa!" "Whoa!"

The rapid operation of the sword's true power slammed into the meridians, like a turbulent river, and the waves stirred up kept lapping the reef on the shore, washing and polishing every water chestnut. The strength of the meridians, under the baptism of power, continues to grow, accommodating more sword true power.

The sword master of the Agni Flame Sect has been entering the second-order sword master for a long time, and his strength is mellow, and his most powerful power bursts out with every move. It's a realisation of power!

The master of the sword master has comprehended the sword intent, and each sword contains the perception of the way of the sword. Sword intent, formless and substantial, is the understanding of the way of the sword by every sword master, which is different, and the power attribute of its explosion is also very different.

The Flame Sect is mainly based on cultivating the sword technique of the fire attribute, so most of the sword intent comprehended by the disciples is also biased towards the fire attribute. And the Sword Xuanzong, the sword tricks are different, and it all depends on the disciple's creation!

This fire attribute sword intent contains a raging flame power, scorching incomparably hot, reaching the extreme enough to incinerate everything.

But the comprehension of the sword master in front of him has obviously just stepped into the threshold, and although he shows his own sword intent, he also seems rusty and not strong enough.

"Boy, remember, it's the Flame Sect Du Lie who killed you!" the swordsman shouted violently, and his speed became more urgent.

A hundred meters away, several people from the Ancient Dao Gate were still standing in place, but their eyes fell on Mo Yun. The leader was dressed in white, with a calm expression, his hands behind his back, and his eyes were blazing, watching every change in the battle situation. He was a mid-level sword master cultivator, and he saw through Mo Yun's strength at a glance.

"Interesting, is it a swordsman who can compete with a sword master?" seemed to be talking to himself, showing great interest in Mo Yun.

"Senior Brother Nan, let's ......" The woman standing behind him took a step forward and asked softly. The woman is also dressed in white, with black hair like ink, eyebrows like mountain daisies, eyes like autumn water, red lips dotted, and a seven-star begonia flower blooming with beautiful brilliance engraved on her white jade-like neck;

This is a beautiful woman who has come out of the painting!

Senior Brother Nan didn't seem to see it, just looked at the battlefield, his eyes gradually condensed, and his tone was solemn: "This is the legendary demon capital, it will not come out for ten thousand years! Once it appears, the true domain will definitely be turbulent, and the Sword Xuanzong is lucky." However, if you accept such a demon, you are not afraid of lack of luck, the reverse flow of spiritual energy, and the subversion of the sect in the brakes?"

"Such a demon is naturally protected by atmospheric luck, how can he fall easily! This kind of person must not be an enemy! Look at it, don't interfere!"

The woman was extremely obedient and nodded slightly.

"What a strong momentum!" Senior Brother Nan praised, and there was a trace of distress between his words: "The assets of the spirit body, why don't you see people from the spirit realm, can you just let it go?"

"Senior brother, you don't have to care about these things! My ancient Dao sect has been established for 10,000 years, and my background is far from being comparable to the flow of swords and flames! A demon is not capable of turning the tide!" The dark eyes are like a pool of autumn water, staring at the figure in front of him with affection, gentle and quiet.