The people in the black clouds were all excited when they heard Namoreau's voice. Together with Gongsun Chou, who was on the ground with half of his body on the ground, he also struggled to stand up, and tears of excitement fell from his eyes.

"It's good that the Sword King is here, this kid will definitely not be able to run away. Gongsun Chou stared at Long Yunzhou viciously, as if he was about to erupt fire.

Song Qingfeng also breathed a sigh of relief, if this Mo Luo came a little late, I am afraid that Long Yunzhou would really have to escape from here. The magic technique that Long Yunzhou used just now also made him tremble.

Long Yunzhou's face was gloomy, and the long rainbow in the sky was fleeting. With the arrival of that person, a powerful coercion instantly enveloped his whole body, and at this moment, even if he wanted to, it was impossible for him to escape, and he couldn't escape the shackles of that coercion at all.

The visitor was dressed in a black robe, with a face like a crown of jade and eyes like stars. His black hair was windless, and he always had a confident smile on his lips. This person was a young man in his twenties, and he looked about the same age as Song Qingfeng.

But Long Yunzhou knew that a person who cultivates the truth cannot judge age just by appearance. It's like that Ling Yun is already more than two hundred years old, but after the Phantom Saint, he immediately became like a thirty-year-old person.

Judging from the essence emanating from his pleasing eyes, his cultivation was no less than Ling Yun. Even one more glance at his eyes will make you feel a tingling sensation all over your body.

The person who came looked Long Yunzhou up and down, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "What a powerful junior, so many people can't beat you alone." The dragons are terrifying, and the potential you have will never be imagined. ”

Long Yunzhou didn't say a word with a calm face, but his mind was nervously thinking about how to escape from here. If he relied on shit luck to barely defeat the master of the Illusory Wonderland, then he couldn't defeat the person in front of him anyway. It's a shit for him to step on for a day, and there is only one dead word in the end.

From the moment this man appeared, there was always a powerful qi machine that locked his whole body. Long Yunzhou felt that as long as he moved slightly, he would inevitably pull out the desperate killing move of the man in front of him.

The terrifying level of the cultivators of the Illusory Saint Realm was more than a hundred times higher than that of the Illusory Immortal Realm. Those who can enter the Illusory Saint Realm are those who are firm in their hearts and will never be shaken by anything. Such a person is not something he can deal with.

"My name is Morrow, and in the black clouds, everyone calls me the Sword King. Morrow chuckled, looking harmless.

He looked at Song Qingfeng on the side, turned his head and smiled: "I like people like you, ruthless and smart enough." We need talents like you, and I believe Qingfeng has also expressed our meaning. Give you one last chance to join us decently, or will I carry you back by hand?"

He looked like an adult educating a child, although his face was full of kindness, but the contempt revealed in his words all the time couldn't make Long Yunzhou stand it.

This contempt again, and this disregard again. Long Yunzhou secretly clenched his fists, he kept getting stronger, he just didn't want others to despise him. He has become so strong, why should he be despised at all.

"No!" Long Yunzhou replied categorically, without any room for maneuver: "No one can force me to do what I don't want to do." Even if I die in battle now, I don't want to kneel and survive. ”

"Boy, you really don't know who you're talking to right now?" the middle-aged man, who had been silent, suddenly burst out, looking at Moreau's eyes full of fanatical adoration. And in the eyes of Long Yunzhou, there was endless contempt.

"Hmph, I don't care who he is. Today is the coming of the king of heaven, and at most he will die. What I don't want to do, no one can force me. Long Yunzhou was neither humble nor arrogant, his eyes looked directly at Mo Luo.

A gleam flashed in Mo Luo's eyes, and he sneered: "They all say that you are a madman, but I don't think so." To say that you are a stupid pig is very apt. ”

Suddenly, his five fingers opened, and he grabbed Long Yunzhou without warning. Originally, there was a distance of dozens of zhang between the two, but between his grasp, his body suddenly crossed the distance of dozens of zhang and suddenly appeared in front of Long Yunzhou.

Long Yunzhou didn't have any expression fluctuations on his face, just took a step back. The palms that had been prepared for a long time pressed towards Moreau, and the black and white pillars of light merged into one, shooting directly into Moreau's chest at an extremely fast speed.

"Sword King be careful, this light is weird........." The middle-aged man only had time to shout, and then immediately opened his mouth and stayed in place.

But a moment later, the fanatical color in his eyes instantly reached its peak, and the eyes that looked at Moreau were not only adoring, but almost worshipping on the spot.

Long Yunzhou looked at the scene in front of him in shock, the gray pillar of light after the combination of his life and death double seals was actually firmly grasped by Mo Luo's hand in the palm of his hand at this moment, and he couldn't move forward in the slightest.

This shock shocked him even more than the thunder that thundered into his body, and the double seal of life and death could absorb vitality and volatilize death when it touched the human body. This was the first time he had seen someone grab the gray pillar of light with a fleshy hand.

Mo Luo smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked coldly at the gray pillar of light in his hand: "Is this your strange treasure?

He looked down carefully, felt the huge energy emanating from it, took a deep breath and said, "It's really a good baby, but it's just ........."

He smiled meaningfully: "It's just that the person who used it made him dusty." ”

"Really, how about you take a look at this?" Long Yunzhou's divine thought moved, and the Nine Shadows Sword was immediately unsheathed. The Nine Dao Sword Qi suddenly formed, and slashed towards Mo Luo frantically.

At the same time he took a step back and tapped the scabbard. With a dragon roar, the Qinglin Sword flashed and pierced the blue light of the sky, and slashed towards Mo Luo.

Morrow smiled softly, and there was no fear on his face. Discarded the gray light in his hand, waved his two arms, and directly used his two fleshy hands to catch the sword light coming from both sides.

Boom, boom! The huge explosion resounded through the heavens and the earth, Mo Luo stood in the wind, his right hand easily took the nine sword qi above the Nine Shadows Sword, and his left hand flicked the Qinglin Sword away.

Long Yunzhou took three steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood. The Nine Shadows Sword had been unsheathed, and at this time, only the Qinglin Sword was still fighting alone with Mo Luo. It's just that Mo Luo didn't take the Qinglin Sword in his eyes at all, and in the laughter, his hands turned into an afterimage, and the Qinglin Sword was quickly defeated.

With a loud bang, Mo Luo's right palm slashed at the edge of the Qinglin Sword. An unimaginably powerful force shook the Qinglin Sword, and the sword light on it quickly dissipated.

Mo Luo laughed and walked slowly towards Long Yunzhou with his hands behind his back. He has always been calm and breezy, and even when he does it, he is very leisurely. It didn't look like a fight at all, it looked like a leisurely walk.

Long Yunzhou had already calmed down from the shock just now, looked at his hand carefully, and said secretly in his heart: "This person is called the Sword King, and he must be a good hand with a knife." The Nine Shadows Sword and the Qinglin Sword are both swords with great power, and he fights with both hands, and there must be some kind of sword trick hidden in his hands. ”

At this time, he was seriously injured, and the power of the Nine Shadows Sword was like a fierce tiger, and all the meridians in his body were burning with pain. The spiritual power provided in the bloodline is a drop in the bucket, and it is temporarily impossible to recover combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

He could only watch Moreau walk step by step, but even moving himself was a luxury. But he stared at the man in front of him with wide eyes, even if he really had to die here today, he would die like a man.

Moreau's footsteps suddenly paused, and the depths of his soul seemed to throb with it. He couldn't help but be shocked, what kind of eyes could hook his soul. You must know that after he entered the Illusory Saint Realm, he would only have the kind of throbbing just now when he saw an old monster like Song Wuyu, how could this Long Yunzhou be.

The doubts were fleeting, and he stepped in front of Long Yunzhou and grabbed it with his right hand. Suddenly, a domineering force blocked Long Yunzhou, so that he couldn't even move a finger.

Mo Luo gently exerted force, and Long Yunzhou's whole person was suddenly lifted up by volley. He looked left and right at the young man's face, which was flushed from lack of oxygen, and smiled with interest.

"Your strength is like an ant in front of me, and it is not worth mentioning at all. I'll give you one last chance, will you come back with me?" Morrow's voice grew cold.

Long Yunzhou was choked by the neck, and his whole body was uncomfortable like tens of thousands of ants biting frantically at the same time. But he still looked at Moreau firmly, as if to say to the whole world: "What I don't want to do, no one can force me to do it." Not before, not now, and even less so in the future. ”

Mo Luo's eyes widened, then he laughed, shook his head and said: "I really hate your eyes, you are obviously weak, but you have to be strong." The weak should honestly kneel at the feet of the strong. ”

He slammed his force, Long Yunzhou's whole person was slammed to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he only felt that his eyes were full of golden flowers.

"Since you don't want to go back, then you have no value. For the first time, a cruel smile appeared on Morrow's face: "Also, you have no future!"

With one hand into a knife, Mo Luo's expression was cold, and in the exclamations of Linglong and Yutong, he slashed at Long Yunzhou's neck. Black Cloud's original oath that dragon slaying was one of their missions.

Long Yunzhou slowly closed his eyes: "I'm sorry Mom and Dad, I'm sorry Uncle." I'm still like this for nothing, despite my efforts............."

"Xingyue, wait for me!" a tear slipped down his mouth as he slowly smiled.

Bang! A muffled sound came, and Long Yunzhou only felt a strong smell of blood spreading instantly. He opened his eyes suddenly, only to see a red-robed man appear at some point, already fighting with Morrow.

This person's body is weird, and his moves are fierce and ruthless. Moreau was caught off guard and retreated, and at this moment he no longer had the ease and leisure he had before, and all kinds of fierce moves broke out in the midst of the shouting.

Long Yunzhou was dumbfounded, and he didn't understand what was going on for a while. It's not just that he didn't figure it out, but everyone in the room didn't figure it out. This red artist appeared too suddenly, like a bloody shadow.

With a loud thud, Morrow snorted and staggered back five steps.

At that moment, the man in red turned his head. The demonic eyes flashed with essence, and he shouted loudly: "Get out!"

The moment he saw this man in red, Long Yunzhou's body seemed to have countless thunderbolts exploding at the same time. This person who suddenly appeared was someone who should never have appeared here.