"You!"

With another cold drink, Mo Yun reached out with his right hand, and his index finger pointed directly at Gu Zhongyi.

Tanakaichi also took a step forward and stood still.

Then Fang Ying, Wang Kongying, and Huang Zhanpeng were brought out one by one. In the end, he turned around abruptly, swept towards Shen Tuhong, and shouted violently: "Plus you! Six people, let's go together!"

At the same time, the top six people are invited, and it is completely naked contempt, and it is a merciless slap in the face!

Qiao Zhen'an sat on the stone seat, stroked his palms and smiled, and sighed: "Boy, it's crazy enough!"

The faces of the six people changed drastically at the same time, and they were furious. In their opinion, Mo Yun's arrogance is unacceptable. Six arrogant people made the same choice at this time, that is, to join forces to suppress this madman. Seeing that this son is invincible at this time, almost overwhelming his generation, whoever is up to him among the six will be defeated and invincible.

At this moment, joining forces is already a must-do! They cannot let their opponents be arrogant, they must join hands to suppress them!

Shen Tuhong was the first to erupt, and an incomparably tragic rolling aura poured out, and he was extremely crazy and oppressive. Although he has been defeated, he does not tolerate such insults, and he wants to prove himself, even if he abandons his so-called dignity and joins forces with the rest of the people, he must vent the anger in his heart.

The five people in the audience spewed out anger at the same time, and their eyes flashed with anger and war. Almost at the same time, they rushed towards the ring, and their respective breaths rose to the sky, alarming the Quartet.

In the square, ordinary people occupy the majority, but at the moment they are constantly retreating. The ring has experienced the baptism of blood of the strong, and the condensed bloody aura is even more majestic, coupled with the momentum of the seven people, it is even more raging to the extreme. This evil breath is about to condense the essence and emit without reservation, which is not something that ordinary people can bear. Even if he was a sword cultivator who was like a low-level swordsman's cultivation, his face was solemn at this time, and he struggled to resist.

Many masters on the stone seat also raised their spirits at this time, and the qi of the seven people was powerful to overwhelm their peers and rush straight to Xiaohan. Qiao Zhen nodded with satisfaction, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Good show, this is officially staged!"

Situ Teng was also amazed, such a situation was something he had never expected.

"So arrogant, so sharp!"

Another sword king spoke: "Old Qiao, you Sword Xuanzong, this time you are going to raise your eyebrows! These people, which one is not against the sky! The sword ceremony in a few years will definitely shine!"

The ninth-order sword master next to him, stepping into the sword king with one foot, his face was solemn, and he praised: "A few people are very right, especially Mo Yun, who is arrogant and sharp, unseen, fierce and invincible, if he can grow smoothly, his future achievements are not something I can look forward to!"

"This son's qualifications are against the sky, and the assets of the spirit body must be supported by atmospheric luck. The rise of the Sword Xuanzong is inevitable!"

The Sword King just now said in a deep voice again: "Such a character is like this, he is sharp and brilliant at a young age, and he has been improving all the way, which is exciting." Old Qiao, you have to be careful, it is very easy to break, and it may not be a good thing if the edge is too strong!

Qiao Zhen's smile retracted, and he fell into deep thought. As this sword king said, it is extremely easy to break, and if it falls easily, wouldn't it be a great loss?

"It's okay!" he raised his head and looked at the changing wind and clouds in the sky, the clouds were light and the wind was light, "Everyone has their own creation, and when the opportunity comes, it is not a foreign object that can be changed." Mo Yun's sword path, we can instruct, but we can't interfere. If God can't tolerate him, we can't change it!"

"If he really walks out of his own sword path and becomes a strong man, it's not impossible! My Sword Xuanzong is only a true-level sect after all, and he can't restrain him!"

Qiao Zhen's words shocked the four seats!

No one expected that Qiao Zhen was so open-minded! The Sword King pondered slightly, and felt that there was no way to refute it, he smiled bitterly, raised his hand, and said: "Old Qiao, I am not as good as you! Things are as you say, if this son really walks out of his own way, his achievements are so high, there is nothing to look up to!"

Hearing this, the latter smiled bitterly and waved his hand, and said in disappointment: "This is just my own opinion! I have been stagnant in the ninth-order Sword King for too long in my cultivation, but my state of mind is not bad for the Sword King. This realization is just a superficial one! There are thousands of sword ways, each of them is different, my way is not his way!"

Everyone was shocked, with different expressions and thoughts!

There are thousands of kendos, and each one is different! What a view this is!

The peak swordsman who had just spoken had an understanding, his eyes were slightly closed, and his whole body was full of breath, which continued to skyrocket. Around the body, the sword is surging with real power, mixed with the slightest difference.

He was extremely resolute, and took the opportunity of this realization to attack the barrier! It seemed that an invisible shackle had been broken, and the momentum of his whole body changed abruptly, and the edge flickered, and he was shaking!

In the sky, black clouds are rolling, and thunder is bursting! This is the calamity of the sword!

Qiao Zhen shouted: "The thunderstorm is coming, get out of the city quickly!"

The swordsman immediately woke up, and his face changed. Thunder Tribulation, it is a success in the way of the sword, and the test of the heavens! Qi machine induction, the thunder is stronger than the other. If you can't get through, your soul will be scattered and dissipated between heaven and earth! This is a horror that any sword cultivator is afraid of!

He shouted urgently: "I'll go first!" His figure suddenly rose, like an arrow off the string, and rushed out of the city, and several other people were not calm, and followed!

Rolling clouds, boundless oppression, anyone who soars to the sky will be suppressed! At this time, in the ring, the evil spirit is like wolf smoke, churning and rushing, but it is ignored by the clouds!

Under the breath sense, the target has already been locked. At this time, the raiders rushed out of the city, and the clouds immediately rolled, moving slowly, and the shining little snakes kept moving, and the heavens and the earth were overpowered! This was the real cloud robbery, and the aura was far stronger than yesterday!

The figure on the city tower was also condensed, his eyes changed slightly, and he whispered in his mouth: "Crossing the tribulation?

Qiao Zhen was the most envious at this time, and he didn't want to say anything to himself, so he made people feel the feeling, broke through on the ground, and was promoted to the sword king. When the catastrophe of the Sword King comes, the power is him, and he must deal with it with all his might! His own cultivation is stuck at the peak of the Sword King, and he is always a little behind, and he is really unwilling to break through the Sword King's cultivation for a long time.

The other sword king couldn't sit still, and shouted anxiously: "Chen Hu crosses the tribulation, I'll go and see!"

Qiao Zhen threw out a jade bottle: "I hope it helps!"

He is the peak master of the Sword Xuan Sect, but the first priority at this time is not to observe the ceremony. Even if the itch is unbearable, the only way to sit on the stone seat is to sit on the stone seat. Anyone can see that his heart is not calm. There are still a few people on the stone seat, who have fallen into a sense and have not yet woken up, and they are all sword cultivators who have a good relationship with Jian Xuan on weekdays.

The abrupt change made everyone below change color. The majesty of heaven and earth is worshipable! From the suppression of the soul, no one dares to be presumptuous!

They stood dumbfounded, looking up at the clouds moving like ink, and the snow-white lightning was even more majestic. Thunder is the cardinal of heaven and earth, violent and mighty.

Those ordinary people are even more unbearable, and some of them are already prostrate on the ground!

In the ring, the evil spirit seemed to meet a nemesis, and retracted within a hundred feet, not daring to churn arbitrarily. The blood is strong, and the smell of fish is tangy!

The seven of them fought quickly, immersed in the battle, and turned a blind eye to everything outside. Even the majesty of the thunder could not change their determination to fight with a thirst for battle.

Mo Yun's mouth was full of shouts, and at the same time, he felt very difficult to deal with the siege of the six opponents of the same level! At this moment, he burst out six seas of qi, and the true power of the sword was like a torrent, the valve was wide open, surging wantonly, and the water and cold sword were continuously infused.

The light on the Water Cold Sword was dazzling, and even the black clouds in the sky couldn't suppress it.

Fang Ying was the first day of the Fang family, and he thought very highly of himself on weekdays, and he didn't bother to join forces with others at all. And the opponent is actually a person of his own generation! He broke out with all his strength, showed no mercy in his moves, and his combat power far exceeded the usual.

I saw that he was holding a peak mortal soldier sword given by his family, and the cyan light on it bloomed, attacking from behind Mo Yun.

The other five, each with their weapons shining brightly, struck in unison to seal his retreat.

Soon after the battle, Mo Yun felt tremendous pressure. The six of them joined forces, and the combat power was far more than the sum of the six. At this time, even a beginner-level swordsman may not be able to compete!

He was not alarmed, his eyes did not panic at all, and among the electric light, he swept over the six people. Six people surrounded from front to back, left and right, and there was no other way than to resist!

Tanaka had a hideous smile on his face, as if he had seen the fall of genius. He asked himself that in such a situation, there was no way to deal with the enemy.

Huang Zhanpeng's face was as crazy as a tiger, and the cultivation of the seventh-order swordsman was unreserved, infused into the weapon. He has been completely enraged, and there is a chance to inflict heavy damage on his opponent, how can he let it go so easily!

Situ Yunfeng was the only eighth-order sword disciple in the field, and his aura was stronger than that of the five. Out of confidence in his strength, he attacked his opponent from the front. This direction is precisely the position where Mo Yun is most likely to impact, and I don't know if it is intentional or unintentional.

Wang Kongying was the only woman on the field, and her strength actually reached the rank of seventh-order swordsman. Her clothes were as white as snow, her clothes were fluttering, her face was like frost, and she was stabbed with a dangerous sword in her stabbing stab.

Shen Tuhong had just experienced a battle, and his strength was not as good as others at this time, but his great strength was still not comparable to others. The dragon went out to sea with a big sword like a dragon, whirring in the wind, with the momentum of thunder, and slashed suddenly.

Inhale suddenly, like a long whale sucking water, and a large area of air is strongly pulled, forming a strong air pressure. In the face of an almost inexplicable attack, he took a step back slightly, his legs were slightly bent, and his mouth burst out like thunder, and the water cold sword with surging power struck wildly and fell towards Huang Zhanpeng.

Huang Zhanpeng's face changed drastically, and this blow was enough to seriously injure him. Gritting his teeth suddenly, he once again burst out with the true power of the sword in his body, and frantically cooperated with others.

Only for the first time, the tacit understanding of the six people is still improving rapidly, and the pressure they face has increased again.

His face changed slightly, and the Shui Han Sword forcibly attacked Xiang Tanakaichi.

They seemed to see the hope of victory, but they didn't notice the sneer in the depths of their dark eyes. Shen Tuhong shouted violently: "Slash!" The blood dragon on the dragon sword roared, crazy and bloodthirsty.

Qiao Zhen's eyes were deep, his face did not change, as a master of the Sword King, he had already penetrated the battle situation. He shook his head and sighed, secretly talking about Mo Yun's treacherousness! This kid is still blind! Fierce and upright, brave and diligent, and sleek, not ordinary people can have. Seeing his complexion change, even he was almost on the road. Hey, don't underestimate it!

There was an exclamation from the audience, this madman was in a desperate situation, and he had no power to return to heaven! They seemed to be witnessing the fall of genius again.

But is that really the case?

He had no reservations, and the expression on his face changed suddenly, hideous and terrifying, crazy like a demon. Seeing this scene, the six besieging people changed color at the same time, and the ecstasy in their eyes turned into horror - they had been tricked!

"Quick, stop him!" Situ Yunfeng shouted wildly, exerting force under his feet, stomping on the bluestone, and his speed increased!"It's late!" With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, his legs finally suddenly exerted his strength.

"Boom!" thunder rang out in the ring.

A black figure, like thunder and lightning, rushed straight up, and a shock wave formed by bluestone powder rippled out.

Almost without hesitation, the six of them erupted at the same time, and their bodies rose one after another, chasing Mo Yun, who was already three feet above the ground.

The audience applauded. This hand, like an antelope hanging its horns, is wonderful!