"Sword skills, instantaneous wind!"

Instant wind, true rank mid-grade sword technique, the biggest feature is fast! This sword skill, Mo Yun has never been revealed in front of people since he comprehended it, and today, he finally showed his edge!

A pale cyan edge, like a bolt of lightning, flew towards Du Lie in an instant. Almost instantly, it hit Du Lie's body, and the latter couldn't react at all and was knocked away in an instant.

The cyan edge exploded, and Du Lie spat out a mouthful of blood in midair, and his body fell to the ground.

He looked depressed, scanned the wounds on his body with a wry smile, and finally raised his head to stare at Mo Yun: "I didn't expect you to have such a fast sword skill!"

Mo Yun didn't answer, just held the Frost Desolation Sword flat and pointed at Du Lie.

"It seems that it is impossible to defeat you! However, it is not so simple for you to defeat me!" Du Lie's eyes were cold, and his eyes contained an unyielding will, burning hotly.

"I am a disciple of the Flame Sect, my will will not yield!

Just nodded heavily, holding the frost desolation with both hands, the sword true power in the body roared, and the majestic power continued to pour into the frost desolation sword, and the light became more and more dazzling.

The breath of the whole body fused with the Frost Desolation Sword, constantly rising. A general trend rose from Mo Yun's body and went straight to the sky, and even the clouds on the horizon were scattered. This general trend is extremely majestic, intimidating the Quartet, and in front of it, no one can rise to resist.

The will of the strong is slowly awakening, like a sleeping giant opening its eternal eyes and ignoring all living beings. Its majesty brooks no desecration! The will of the strong cannot be violated! Wherever he looks, he must surrender.

When this will slowly emerged, everyone in the field was shocked. Even the three of Long Zero, who had already seen Mo Yun's awakening will, couldn't resist it, let alone others. They are even more unbearable, and they want to rise up and surrender from their hearts, and they almost fall to the ground on the spot.

From the will of the strong, who dares to resist?

As soon as this will came out, it immediately shocked everyone! They couldn't accept it, Mo Yun, who was younger than them, had already comprehended the will that only the strong had, what kind of talent did it take to be able to do it!

With this will, you are almost invincible, and unless you also understand it, you will be suppressed, and no one can get rid of it.

Du Lie's expression was originally because he realized that his heart was direct, his heart could not be deceived, his strength had broken through, and he was pessimistic about everything, and he couldn't help but change color at this moment.

Facing Mo Yun in front of him, he only felt as if he was facing a giant standing up to the sky, and endless majesty and power enveloped him, asking him to surrender. There was a voice in his heart that told him to surrender to the giant's feet, or else he would be doomed.

Almost uncontrollably, his knees bent down, and he was about to fall to his knees.

"Ah~!" His face suddenly became hideous, as if facing an enemy of life and death who did not share the sky, he was crazy, and his mouth was full of rage: "If you want me to surrender, don't think about it~! I am as firm as iron, unshakable, even if you are a strong man who stands up to the sky and the earth, I will not bow my head! What about the strength, I also have it, how can I give in to you! Come on, I am not afraid of you"

He suddenly straightened up, his back straight, and he couldn't bend anything. The Flame Thunder Sword in his hand was raised high and rushed towards the imposing Mo Yun. He is fearless in the face of formidable opponents!

"If you really surrender and kneel, I'm going to be disappointed~!" Mo Yun's voice was not loud, and it reached everyone's ears.

"Sword skills, instantaneous wind~!"

He raised the Frost Desolation Sword again, and under the continuous infusion of power, he felt more powerful than ever. At this moment, he had the illusion that even the most powerful opponent could be defeated!

"Haha, cut it for me~!" In the midst of laughter, the Frost Desolation Sword slashed at Du Lie, the sword body was shining with light, and the edge was incomparably sharp.

In the face of this swift and incomparable attack, Du Lie had an illusion that he couldn't catch this attack. He didn't retreat, and in the midst of a violent drink, the Flame Thunder Sword burned with flames, lying across his chest, colliding with the Frost Desolation Sword.

With just one blow, Du Lie felt an irresistible force surging into his body, and he took a step back uncontrollably.

Unforgiving, Mo Yun took a step forward and slashed out again. One stepped back, the other pressed endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, he took dozens of steps back.

A wisp of red blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and Du Lie's left foot slammed on the ground, shaking the ground inch by inch, and his voice contained a crazy will: "Stop me!"

The Flame Thunder Sword parried the Frost Desolation, but was pressed down inch by inch.

"No matter how much you resist, it's useless~!" There is no trace of emotion in the words, as if stating a fact.

"Because I want you to lose, you won't be able to win!" His voice rose sharply, the Frost Desolation Sword was raised, and it slashed down again, the power was stronger and stronger every time, and every time it fell, Du Lie's body was one point lower, and he was forced to press into the ground.

"Get out of here~!" In the end, Mo Yun drank violently and slashed out a sword with all his might.

"Boom~!"

With a loud bang, Du Lie's body couldn't hold on any longer, and flew backwards, spilling a splash of bright red blood in the air.

Mo Yun paused at his feet, made a bang, and his body was like electricity, chasing after the retreating Du Lie.

Du Lie's expression became more and more depressed, and he was no longer the one he used to be, facing the cyan figure that was close, he couldn't lift a trace of strength.

Is this what it feels like to die? Such a thought flashed in his heart, the flame and thunder sword in his hand, the flames dissipated, slowly turned his head, stared at Mo Yun with a crazy face, nodded heavily, and gathered the last strength and roared: "Mo Yun, come and kill me~!"

"Du Lie, I'm Mo Yunlai!" The figure did not stop, and the Frost Desolation Sword held high was radiant, surpassing any attack.

"I'm going to use my strongest attack to finish off the first opponent on the path of battle!Du Lie, lead to death!Sword Technique, Ling Tian Sword Marks!"

An incomparable momentum emanated, oppressing the surroundings! This kind of power far beyond the True Rank, even if it was less than one-thousandth of the power in its heyday, it made everyone change color. The unique power of the Spirit Rank Sword Technique enveloped the entire space, making people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

As soon as Ling Tian's sword marks came out, who would fight!

Fan Dongnan's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at Mo Yun, all shocked and unbelievable! The disciples of the Ancient Dao Sect present couldn't believe that with the cultivation of the swordsman, the spirit level sword technique was actually happening in front of their eyes!

In their eyes, Mo Yun at this time was like a demon god, and the power he exuded was incomparable.

Du Lie's eyes widened, and a scorching brilliance bloomed. In the face of this powerful blow, he felt that he could die under this blow, and his life would be in vain!

"I, Du Lie, die in battle!" After a loud shout, the Frost Desolation Sword turned into a bolt of lightning, instantly slashing through Du Lie's neck, and finally put the sword into its sheath, proudly independent.

A big head, flying high, drew a curve in the air, and finally fell, and was caught in his hand.

The vitality of Du Lie's head was not gone, and he stared at Mo Yun tightly.

With a long sigh, Mo Yun's tone was lonely, and he said: "Alas~! Fate makes people! One day, you will be proud to die in my hands! I will definitely step on the peak and be proud of the world! Du Lie, go with peace of mind!"

As if understanding his words, Du Lie closed his eyes with a look of satisfaction.

Grabbing Du Lie's head with one hand, his murderous intent was violent, and Sen Ran's gaze swept over, but no one dared to look at him! His breath was rolling and tumbling, and his fierce aura rushed straight to the sky.

"Ho~!" Yang Tian roared, and the depression and injustice in his heart were vented in this sound.

This is a cry of rage!

This is a declaration of battle!

Gradually fell silent, Mo Yun closed his eyes and was silent. The invincible divine power has long been imprinted in their hearts, who dares to step forward and disturb at this time.

Burying Du Lie's body, Mo Yun stared at the stone tablet in front of him, stepped forward with his sword, and engraved it with a sword.

Sword Cultivation Du Lie's Tomb!

A group of people were silent, looking at this inconspicuous little mound of dirt with different expressions. Is this the destination of sword cultivation? Is it endless glory to be buried in a cup of loess?

If you cultivate to the sky, once you die, it will only be buried in loess. In front of Du Lie, it's still good. In sword cultivation, how many people have fallen into the result of their bones and souls?

Mo Yun shouted in his heart: I don't want this! Don't die in obscurity like this, don't bury my bones in the barren mountains and mountains! My sword cultivation path must dominate the world, step on the heads of all the strong, and look down on the common people! All opponents must tremble under my feet.

He turned around and said to Long Ling, "Senior brother, let's go!"

Long Ling let out a long sigh and said, "Is this the final destination of our sword cultivation, it's really pitiful and sad!"

"We must be brave and diligent, step on the peak, and be invincible in nature, and we will never be such a destination!

"Brother Mo is cheerful, but I can't be as old!" Fan Dongnan also felt a sad sigh in his heart, and finally put away his emotions and shook his head in admiration.

Mo Yun shook his head before replying, "If you lose your confidence in the way of the sword, defeat is just around the corner." And I, just keep this indomitable confidence, nothing can beat me!"

"Brother Nan, you are already a sword master cultivator, have you also lost confidence?" he asked rhetorically, staring at Fan Dongnan with blazing eyes.

The latter was stunned for a moment, and pondered for a long time: "What is faith? I only act with a clear conscience, and I have never changed my convictions! What does it have to do with the defeat of an opponent! I admit that such opponents are rare, but on the road of battle, there will never be a shortage of such opponents! They are strong and determined, and they cannot be called enemies! They are all people worthy of our own respect!"

"Yes, how can there be fewer opponents like this! It is precisely with them that we can sharpen ourselves and improve our strength. Wouldn't it be boring without them!"

"Okay, Brother Mo! I think I'm going to say goodbye too, the next time we meet, maybe it's in the Jade Dragon Mountain Range!

Mo Yun smiled and said: "With Brother Nan as an opponent, it is a blessing in life!"

"I feel the same way!" Fan Dongnan also laughed, and finally the two looked at each other for a long time before he suddenly turned around and strode away with the disciples of the Ancient Dao Sect.

"Senior brother, let's go!Jade Dragon Mountain Range, I'm Mo Yun here!" He said back to Long Ling, heading towards the Jade Dragon Mountain Range.