High in the sky, the clouds retreat, the breath rises, and they chase each other!

Mo Yun understood that it would be difficult to kill the ninth-order sword master without throwing out his hole cards. He silently said: In this way, then fighting, killing the enemy, is my goal.

Ju Lie was uncomfortable with Mo Yun's bloodthirsty gaze, and he decided to strike first.

His expression became extremely solemn, and he shouted in his mouth: "Sword skills, one knife burial and killing!"

The sword that erupted was only ten zhang, but its power had increased several times. This attack is extremely condensed, and the edge is already restrained, only the terrifying and oppressive aura shows its absolute power.

Ju Lie is not a rookie who has just entered the ninth order, but has already stepped on it for many years, and his understanding of power has almost reached its peak. Only one step away from reaching the Great Perfection and having the qualifications to attack the Sword King! It can be said that if Mo Yun kills him, he will kill a future Sword King!

An unprecedented crisis is coming, the ninth-order sword master, terrifying!

Mo Yun's expression was calm, and he just whispered to himself: "Sword Technique, Ling Tian Sword Marks!"

Ling Tian Sword Marks, this is a real spirit rank sword skill, even if it is only a lower grade! The surging power is overwhelming, crushing down from the sky.

A sword condensed and gathered in front of him, forming a twenty-centimeter-sized ball, dripping and spinning, the aura of heaven and earth was constantly infused, and the milky white aura was whistling, completely absorbed by the ball.

The red-golden ball, the sharp air swirling, releasing thousands of sharp gold qi.

"Haha! Annihilate me!" he looked solemn, but his words were crazy. At the sound of an order, the ball shook and flew out directly, facing the huge sword.

When the two different forces came into contact, they immediately erupted with infinite sword qi. Within fifty zhang, the sword qi was all over the place, washing the space again. Mysterious runes shimmered brightly, sometimes large and sometimes small, circling and flying around the ball.

The situation that the two were evenly matched made Ju Lie's expression change, and he was so gloomy that he was dripping water.

Eventually, the spinning orb was superior, and after it had been crushed by the sword, it dissipated into the air.

The consumption of spirit-level sword skills is still terrifying! A sea of qi is instantly empty! But its power is enough to defeat an ordinary ninth-order sword master!

Ju Lie frowned, staring at Mo Yun, as if he wanted to see him through. His heart was already shocked beyond measure, and the murderous intent became more and more intense. How is it possible to use the spirit level sword technique beyond the level!

"Shatter everything, sword skills, fire to extinguish spirit strikes!"

Heaven and earth shook again, and it was obvious that Ju Lie had communicated with heaven and earth, borrowed the power of heaven and earth, and poured it into the attack. This blow is unmatched!

Feeling the rejection of heaven and earth, Mo Yun was not worried. He secretly decided: This duel will kill you!

"All obstacles will be destroyed for me, and all opponents will fall!" he raised the Frost Desolation Sword high, roaring angrily in his mouth, the endless battle intent was boiling, and all around him burned like flames, and the color of red gold was magnificent, shining nearly ten zhang in a range, and the slightest trace of it appeared.

"Sword Technique, Ling Tian Sword Marks!"

With this blow, ten seas of qi erupted!

"Oh, are you running out of donkey skills?" Ju Lie's heart moved, and he sneered. What about your spirit-level sword skills, it's not for me to fall.

Spirit-level sword skills, how can they be so easy to perform!

The two powers of vigor collided together, and Ju Lie immediately sensed that something was wrong. That surging power actually surpasses so much of himself!

The sword technique he sent out only blocked for a breath before it collapsed. The gap between the two is completely reversed.

In the next moment, the endless color of red gold annihilated him!

"Ahh

"Is it over?" Mo Yun stared nervously at the light, waiting for the result.

"Oh my God, Ju Lie has been defeated!" The disciples under the ring are almost crazy! The senior brother, who is usually almost invincible, is defeated at this moment, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!

"How could this kind of thing happen, it's incredible!"

"What kind of person is Mo Yun, even a ninth-order sword master can't suppress him! He has broken the iron law of the cultivation realm, and the rules have lost their effect!"

"Hmph, the ignorant are fearless!" Seeing this, Leng Xuening just smiled coldly and said disdainfully.

"If you think that a ninth-order sword master only has such strength, then it is too underestimated! Mo Yun, it's too early to say victory or defeat, let's wait until you pass this level!" A white-robed young man sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, his breath seemed to merge with heaven and earth, and there was a faint flow of powerful power, and the compelling power was constantly crushing the surrounding air. Within his ten zhang, no disciple dared to approach, he was a true ninth-order Great Perfection Sword Master.

The brilliant sword qi slowly dissipated, and a huge sense of oppression rose.

Mo Yun's eyes condensed, and his face became solemn. Ju Lie bloodthirsty wiped away the blood stains on his chest, smiled cruelly, and spoke coldly, like a cold winter coming: "How daring, you dare to hurt me! This feeling has not been experienced for many years, I really miss it!"

Rao is Mo Yun, and he is also a sudden in his heart. He looked at his opponent and suddenly smiled.

"In that case, let's take a good look at it!"

"Hmph, Spirit Rank Sword Technique, how many times can you use it? No matter how strong the sword true power in your body is, you can't withstand such a consumption! How much sword true power does a fourth-order sword master have? Now, I will make you regret appearing here!" Ju Lie sneered resentfully, as dark as a poisonous snake.

"At least, it's enough to defeat you!" Mo Yun replied firmly, the battle intent in his eyes ignited again! The Frost Desolation Sword drew a semicircle on the ground, and finally suddenly pointed at Ju Lie.

The cyan figure burst out like a cannonball.

"Although the ninth-order swordsman was beyond my expectations, if he wants to defeat you, it will be like digging for something! Isn't the ninth-order swordsman very remarkable? As everyone knows, above you, there is also the sword king, there is the sword king, a group of frogs at the bottom of the well, and the people who sit in the well and watch the sky! The ninth-order sword master is proud and complacent, and he is really not ashamed!"

A series of onslaughts, cyan figures joined together, and phantoms flew all over the sky, stabbing subtle attacks. Mo Yun's voice was cold, scolding all the ninth-order sword masters!

Immediately, there was a ninth-order sword master Tie Qing's face and sneered disdainfully. Their behavior is something that Mo Yun, a fourth-order sword master, can judge!

"Today, I'm going to wake you up! Let you know that your so-called ninth-order sword master's arrogance is not worth bullshit at all! You are a martyr, and you are destined to be trampled on by me!"

"You...... Miscellaneous Pieces Find Death!" Hearing this, Ju Lie only felt a wave of anger rushing to his head and scolded angrily. The power in the body surges, forming a powerful oppression!

Mo Yun didn't pay attention to him at all, and still said: "Dog, are you angry? Where is your arrogance, don't you disdain to fight? You come to kill me, I'll give you a chance!"

The two swords clashed, and a strong surge struck, cutting with sharp edges, and Mo Yun's body exploded backwards.

After a long ravine was carved out of the ground, he raised his head suddenly, and a thunderous sword had already fallen. A strong sense of crisis reminded him to avoid such an attack, which was enough to kill him.

Great Array of Qi Sea, condense!" he recited silently in his heart.

In an instant, the one hundred and eight large acupoints around Mo Yun's body bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and all the meridians were like gold casting, shining with golden light, and the whole person was bathed in golden light, with an indescribable sense of comfort.

All the sea of qi fused into one, condensed in the chest. His aura suddenly sublimated, like an ancient beast awakening. The aura of majesty swept and spread, and it was invincible.

"Get out of here!"

The long sword that fell on the frost desolation sword, Mo Yun drank violently. His eyes contained endless majesty, and his eyes swept away the fierceness, and the latter rose with an infinite sense of crisis.

This is the majesty of power! Before such great power, Julie's attack seemed ridiculously naïve. Before the majesty of God's presence, everyone must bow down and worship! This momentum, unscrupulous, madness raging out, overwhelming the world, to subdue all existence.

Mo Yun's strength at this moment is comparable to that of the Sword King! The momentum released by the Sword King master with all his strength will be very powerful, Ju Lie has already deeply understood.

His face turned pale in an instant, and his body was swept away by the wind like a remnant leaf, bursting backwards, and a dull sonic boom sounded for a long time.

A large puddle of blood sprayed in the air, and it was evaporated and disappeared in an instant. Ju Lie's body smashed, and the ring suddenly cracked a few inches wide and spread.

The golden light dissipated all over Mo Yun's body, and his figure disappeared abruptly.

"Bang!"

A muffled sonic boom reappeared, irritating the eardrums. When he flashed again, he had already appeared in the sky above Ju Lie, and the Frost Desolation Sword shone with a cold and cold light, slashing down like lightning.

"Sword skills, killing blood!"

Ju Lie spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his round eyes were full of disbelief and deep fear! With just one blow, he was seriously injured, is this still a fourth-order sword master!

Outside the field, everyone was shocked and fell into silence! Even the ninth-order sword master just now had fear in his eyes, his face was full of solemnity, and he didn't dare to say anything more. Mo Yun had a blow that hit Ju Lie's strength hard, and it was naturally easy to defeat them!

Ju Lie's body suddenly tensed, like a storm, mottled with blood, and his breath was terrible. His strong will to survive made him burst out with unprecedented potential, and his strength increased again.

"All resistance is useless!" Mo Yun landed like a god, and slashed with a huge sword. His voice, ruthless and indifferent, was all cold and murderous!

The shouts full of murderous machines sounded: "Sword skills, break the mountain and divide the mountain!"

The next moment, the sword turned into a bolt of lightning and smashed down on top of Ju Lie's head with the power of ten thousand jun. Ju Lie's body was crushed by a powerful force, and there were bursts of crackling sounds. The body that was originally upward fell at a faster speed and smashed into the ring with a bang.

The death-defying counterattack of the ninth-order sword master was so powerless that it was easily suppressed.

The attack was castrated and descended on the top of Cylie's head. His momentum rose to its peak, bursting into fanaticism, almost breaking through space.

"Stop!" a roaring cry of anger rang out, containing great power. This is a warning from the master of the Sword King!

When the latter heard this, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he spit out two words: "Idiot!" The Frost Desolate Sword did not stop at all, slashing down, and the blood mist sprayed all over the sky, and the bloody breath was permeated!

Mo Yun stood in the blood mist, like a monarch returning from hell, controlling the killing, and his majesty could not be blasphemed!

His eyes were blood-red, his green shirt was also blood-red, his breath was full of bloodthirsty war intent, crazy, persistent, cold and arrogant, ruthless! His face was full of blood, he slowly looked back, staring at the direction where the voice came from, an old man was full of anger and staring at him with an unkind face.

On his face, a bloodthirsty smile bloomed, and then his left hand wiped his neck, and his face condensed.

The ninth-order sword master master, Ju Lie, has no corpse to die!

How similar this scene is to the Mo family ring! Mo Yuanke looked in a trance, as if he had returned to the Mo family competition three years ago.

Threats?How could Mo Yun be afraid?