Mo Li's hand was placed on the long sword.

Two worlds, traveling through the rivers and lakes, he has seen many swordsmen.

The white-clothed sword king of the Ming Sect, the extermination master of Emei, the ancestor Zhang Sanfeng, and the masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect in this world, However, no one has such a pure sword intent.

In other words, the person in front of him is no longer a person, but a sword, and he himself has become the sharpest sword!

There is no emotion in his body, that coldness, that kind of murderous intent, if it weren't for those dark eyes and a little bit of human brilliance, anyone would think that he was a sword!

This is a true swordsman!

With just one glance, Mo Li knew that in terms of devotion to the sword, he was far inferior to him.

Perhaps, in his heart, there is nothing else to hold except the sword.

Ximen blows snow, and he really deserves the title of sword god!

Mo was amazed, but his palm was tightly gripping the scabbard.

"It's still too late!"

At this moment, Shangguan Haitang suddenly said: "No matter how strong Ximen Fuxue is, he is by no means the opponent of his father-in-law, and he will never dare to provoke the majesty of his father-in-law, as long as you agree, I promise that he will not dare to duel with you!" ”

Shangguan Haitang has this confidence!

Just because Ximen blows snow, although he is the most powerful swordsman in the world, he also has an identity, that is, the owner of Wanmei Villa outside Gusu City.

Wanmei Villa is the foundation of the Ximen family, and the Ximen family also has many clansmen living on that land.

Simon Blowing Snow, who holds the sword, is certainly a sword god, but when he puts down the sword, he is also a human.

If you are a person, you will have relatives and friends, and you will have things that you can't give up, and once you have these, no one will dare to disobey the orders of the Iron Courage God.

Just because this person not only has the strongest force in the world, but also holds the greatest power in the world.

Mo Li glanced at it and smiled.

A wisp of sword intent rose from his body, extremely powerful, piercing the sky, and at this moment, his whole person was like a sword three inches out of the sheath.

There was no need to answer, Shangguan Haitang already understood what he meant.

The smile was contemptuous, disdainful, and powerful self-confidence.

He felt he could win.

This is an ordinary thing, a swordsman, or a supreme swordsman, how can he get rid of it without a fight, and how can he not have the invincible heart to defeat everything?!

Shangguan Haitang can understand Mo Li's heart, that is the pride of the swordsman, and the sword of Guihai beside her also has this pride.

However, she was still angry, no one, no one, dared to ignore her like this, ignore the Dragon Guardian Villa, ignore the Iron Courage Divine Marquis!

Even if the other party is the best swordsman in the world!

"You'll regret it!"

Shangguan Haitang said coldly: "You should know that in the duel of swordsmen, only one person can survive, and that person is definitely not you!" ”

In her opinion, no matter how strong a swordsman is, he also needs to polish it, Ximen Blowing Snow, debuted for ten years, and also challenged the masters of various factions in the rivers and lakes for ten years, that sword has already been killed again and again in life and death, sharpened and sharpened!

As for Mo Li, although it is a rare fast sword, it also has amazing potential and talent, but it takes time, and only after a thousand tempers can he become the number one swordsman in the world!

Mo Li stood up.

With a warm smile on his face, he said, "Listen." ”

Listen?

What to listen to?

Shangguan Haitang was puzzled, but he was still concentrating, gathering his ears and listening carefully.

Soon, her face changed again.

Buzz Buzz......

She heard the sound of Qingyue's sword, it was the sword in the other party's hand, the sword that had never been unsheathed, and she didn't know the name and surname!

At this moment, the sword hummed softly in the sheath, and the buzzing sound was full of joy, full of fighting spirit, and full of invincible self-confidence.

She understood that at this moment, there was no need to say anything, and it would be futile to say anything more.

A swordsman's sword represents his heart, people can lie, but the sword of a swordsman will never lie!

The young man in front of him, instead of being afraid of this duel, was looking forward to it, but was full of confidence in victory!

Shangguan Haitang didn't understand where such confidence came from.

But she knew that there was no way she could stop the duel, or she would have to face the sword of warlike intent herself.

Ximen Fuxue saw Mo Li.

No, it should be said that it is to see Mo Li clearly!

From afar, he discovered the fierce sword intent here, and there are definitely not many people in the rivers and lakes who have such sword intent.

This is a very young person.

Dressed in a green shirt, holding a long sword, his sword eyebrows are straight, his facial features are handsome, and there is a vigorous heroic spirit between his eyebrows, which is a heroic spirit that only young people can have!

There was a shallow smile on his face, like a warm breeze in early spring, gentle and uncontrollable to want to have a good impression of him.

"It's a pity, you're a swordsman."

Simon Fuxue spoke, his voice was as cold as his sword, and every word was chilling.

Mo Li could smell the faint scent of jasmine coming from the other party, the nails on his palms were neatly trimmed, and he was dressed in white, from the inside to the outside, they were as new as snow.

This is a swordsman who is sincere to the sword, and duels are the most solemn and sacred thing in the world in his opinion.

So before he came here, he would definitely fast and bathe.

"What if I'm not a swordsman?" Mo Li asked.

"Then you and I will definitely become friends."

Simon Blowing Snow's tone was very determined, and if this scene was seen by people who were familiar with him, they would definitely be surprised.

Just because this man has already given everything to kendo, he has very few friends, only two or three, and only one, he becomes his friend, which is almost inconceivable.

"It's my honor to be friends with the Sword God."

The smile on the corner of Mo Li's mouth was even stronger, and he did not hide the appreciation in his heart, swordsman, sure enough, only in the world of the ancient system, there will be a real swordsman!

Ximen Fuxue sighed and said, "Perhaps, I should listen to Lu Xiaofeng and not come here." ”

"But you're here anyway."

"Yes, I regret it."

Ximen Blowing Snow said: "If I kill you, I will be even more lonely." ”

"Everything in this world, as long as it doesn't happen, everything is possible, I can make a bet with you." Don't deviate.

"I don't bet."

Ximen Fuxue shook his head, but his eyes were on his sword.

Gu Ji didn't have to say everything, Mo Li already understood what he meant.

This man only believes in the sword in his hand.

"You and I, no one will die here today, draw your sword!"

Mo Li made a gesture of invitation.

In this instant, two fierce and extraordinary sword intents poured out from the two of them, sweeping away in all directions, within a radius of dozens of zhang, for a while, the suffocating pressure was overwhelmingly scattered around, Shangguan Haitang only felt a great sense of fear enveloping her whole body, and subconsciously, she grabbed the folding fan in her palm, and the true qi in her body was running wildly.

However, it was still difficult to dispel the pressure, and her cold hairs stood on end, and her spirit was extremely tense!

Is this the best swordsman in the world?

Shangguan Haitang narrowed his eyes, and a trace of unwillingness emerged in his heart, but it was more fear!

She actually felt a little bit of her father's majesty from those two people!

Zheng!

Just as they were in the midst of the confrontation, a sword roar was suddenly heard, and Simon Blowing Snow's sword was already unsheathed.

This sword, the sword aura is soaring, the brilliance is dazzling, and even the sunset in the sky has been completely covered.

The sword light is like a long rainbow through the sun, fast, brilliant, brilliant, indescribably thrilling, indescribably terrifying!

However, in the blink of an eye, he had already crossed a distance of several zhang and stabbed straight towards Mo Li.

This is worthy of the sword god's sword!

With such a fast sword and such a fast shot, Shangguan Haitang prides himself on being well-informed, but it is also the first time in his life that he has seen such a swordsmanship!

Unstoppable, absolutely unstoppable!

Shangguan Haitang learned from the Traceless Son, and the Traceless Son walked the rivers and lakes, and his feet never touched the ground, although he became famous for the secret weapon technique of 'sprinkling money in the sky', but his light skill is absolutely rare in the world!

However, Shangguan Haitang was confident that even her master was here in person, and she couldn't dodge this sword at all!

The sword of the sword god naturally can't be dodged, and it can only be hard-connected!

How will he take it?

Shangguan Haitang looked at Mo Li's eyes with a ray of sympathy, and vaguely, she had already seen Mo Li's fate.

This is the end of most people in the rivers and lakes, but it is a pity to put it on such a young and potential swordsman.

She watched Mo Li pull out her long sword, and in the face of such a sharp sword, she still had the courage to draw the sword, which was remarkable enough.

The black and red mottled sword light greeted the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow, this sword was dignified, the sword light was fluttering, although it was extremely calm, but in front of the sword light Changhong, which could almost tear the sky, it was undoubtedly insignificant.

The winner is decided.

The moment Shangguan Haitang saw this sword, he already understood the result.

How could such an ordinary sword block Simon Blowing Snow's sword?

Soon, however, a shocking scene happened.

The black and red mottled sword light collided with the sword light Changhong, with a soft sound, sparks splashed, and the energy flew sideways, just such an ordinary sword, and the sword light Changhong was split from it, and the terrifying sword qi escaped away, and all the flowers and trees within a radius of several zhang were spread into powder, and on the ground, there were one after another narrow and deep sword marks.

Mo Li stood in place, with a light smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth, but Ximen Fuxue was pale and took three steps back!

It is indeed a victory or defeat, but it seems that it is Ximen Blowing Snow who is at a disadvantage!

Shangguan Haitang looked at this scene in disbelief, if it was Ye Gucheng who did this, she would never be surprised, but this was Mo Li, a young swordsman who had just debuted!

And Fang Cai's sword, without the slightest subtlety, actually forced back Ximen Blowing Snow?!

How is this possible?!

"What a deep internal force."

Ximen Fuxue's long sword was horizontal, and said, "It seems that your internal strength is still above the swordsmanship." ”

Although the other party is young, the terrifying power contained in that sword is much stronger than him, and it is rare to say that among the top masters he has encountered in his life!

"So you're going to throw in the towel?"

Mo Lixiao asked.

His strength is naturally strong, even if he can't use the power of the innate realm.

The sword in his hand alone weighed more than 100 catties, not to mention his strong qi and blood power, which was the realm of the eleventh heavy dragon elephant prajna skill.

The combined strength of these two is enough to overwhelm the vast majority of the world's top masters.

Ximen Fuxue looked at the young man in front of him coldly, how could he admit defeat?!

If the internal strength can distinguish between victory and defeat, what else do you have to duel?

The battle of life and death is the key point of whose sword cuts through the other party.

When he debuted, he met many opponents who were stronger than him, but he was the one who survived in the end.

As soon as Ximen Fuxue's figure entered, the sword light unfolded, and the volley pierced the air, like mercury pouring into the ground, pervasive, and attacked Mo Li from all directions.

No matter how strong the internal force is, after all, it will be the talent that counts.

At this moment, there were sword shadows all over the sky, and every sword shadow was cold and cold.

The fierce murderous aura is contained in the shadow of the sword, and it is as far as the eye can see, it is all the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow!

These sword lights are virtual and real, but if any one of them breaks through its own defense, I am afraid that it can turn virtual into real in an instant and take people's lives.

In the face of such a delicate sword move, it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to break through it with strength.

Fortunately, Mo Lifei is not only very clever in internal strength, but also first-class swordsmanship!

But seeing that Mo Li's expression remained unchanged, the momentum on his body changed suddenly, like a mountain, immovable like a mountain, majestic and heavy, he struck out with a sword, the black and red sword light flowed uncertainly, the meridian sword was magnificent, under a sword, it was like Tai'a falling, not collapsing, rolling momentum, majestic and vast, no matter how many sword lights in front of you, it is difficult to shake this sword!

Dingdingding......

A series of crisp and rapid blade collisions came, and the sword shadows in the sky were gradually dissipating.

Under that majestic sword momentum, Ximen Blowing Snow's sword move could not be shaken at all, and the cold sword qi overflowed, and anyone could see that when the black and red sword light completely defeated the sword shadow in the sky, it was when Ximen Blowing Snow was defeated!

And it's a pity that at the moment, the defeat of this sword shadow in the sky is only a matter of time.

Defeated, defeated!

Ximen Blowing Snow's sword heart was full of unwillingness, however, this sword momentum was indeed too terrifying, and he tried his best, but he couldn't crack it at all.

How could there be such a condensed and majestic sword light in this world?!

He didn't know how to beat the other party, but he had to beat the other party!

Just because of the swordsman, once defeated, there is only death!

As soon as he thought of this, a trace of absolute color flashed on his face, and he could only hear a long howl, and then, the sword shadow in the sky was collected into a bunch!

Ximen Blowing Snow's body flew by, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into an incomparably stunning Changhong, and the sword light was indomitable.

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