The aura of slaughter spread from Li Mobai's body, Sun Ling looked at this little Taoist priest who suddenly became so strong in shock, he couldn't figure out why this little Taoist who was obviously not even in the first realm suddenly had such strength, you must know that even he himself had to spend a lot of strength to break it, but the little Taoist priest in front of him was just using a leaf, a green bamboo leaf that had just sprouted.

'No, no, how is that possible?' This kind of strength has already surpassed the third realm, isn't he afraid? Sun Ling thought in his heart but didn't dare to move, only the snorting sound of trampling bamboo leaves in his ears.

Compared with Sun Ling, Mi Taibai's shock is indescribable, he is not shocked that Li Mobai has such strength, and even he can guess what Li Mobai is going to do next, after all, he has experienced it once in Li's courtyard, and he was shocked by the sentence 'Ask the sky, long time no see!' When the sword embryo chose him to be the master, an extremely clear message came into his mind, I am afraid that he is the only one in this world who knows the prestige of this sword, not that he is afraid, but that he knows exactly that only he knows, but now he was called out by Li Mobai in the face.

The short sword in his hand kept trembling for some reason, and it began to tremble when Li Mobai called out his name, but it was not a trembling response from the same heart, this was fear, the fear engraved into his bones, Mi Taibai could clearly feel it, as if a weak child suddenly encountered the fear of a tiger in the mountains.

Snort, snort, snort, it was as if he had stepped on Sun Ling's heart, his body also began to tremble, his body was cold for no reason, the suppression of absolute strength, and he could even feel the coercion from this little Taoist priest.

"Who the hell are you?" It seemed that he couldn't bear the torture of this fear, Sun Ling asked hysterically.

It's a pity, it's a pity that Li Mobai didn't answer him, just raised his head slowly, and stared at Sun Ling with those deep blood-red eyes.

Sun Ling only felt like falling into an ice cave, as if the blood in his body stopped flowing at this moment, as if his breathing stopped rhythming at this moment, as if he had passed away from the ghost gate at this moment, he was very nervous, so nervous that he didn't notice when he peed his pants, so nervous that his little brother couldn't hear him, his eyes only had those blood-red eyes, and he only had those blood-red eyes in his mind, and those blood-red eyes were permanently engraved on his heart like a mark.

Li Mobai raised his hand and flipped his hand, Wentian Changming actually flew into his hand obediently, Li Mobai gently stroked Wentian, who was still trembling, and said slowly: "Good, don't be afraid!" ”

The short sword Wentian actually stopped trembling, and the sword qi was like a rainbow.

"To be a man should be frank and open, to be a sword should be a swordsman, this is what it looks like to be a sword, if you hadn't killed too much, I wouldn't have broken and damaged you, and now since you are reborn, you should be a good sword!" Li Mobai held the sword in one hand as he spoke, twisted the tip of the sword in the other, and pulled it gently, in the shocked eyes of Sun Ling and Mi Taibai, he pulled the short sword into a long sword, "And I will send you a period of creation, although it has not yet enlightened the spirit, but now it can be regarded as a dignified and upright divine sword, and you have the style of the year!" ”

The long sword Wentian seemed to be able to understand Li Mobai's words, and let out a sword roar.

After doing all this, Li Mobai put Wen Tiankang on his shoulder and looked at Sun Ling and said, "Yes, I'm about to enter the fourth realm," and then looked at the broken sword in Sun Ling's hand and continued: "It's still a sword cultivator!" Come, let's compare, since you are the third realm, then I will compete with you in the third realm! ”

Sun Ling looked at Li Mobai in astonishment and fear, did not speak, and did not dare to speak, and finally stopped his gaze on asking the sky.

Li Mobai suddenly realized when he saw him like this: "Oh, it's negligent, come, ask the heavens for you!" After speaking, he threw Wentian in his hand to Sun Ling, and then added: "Don't worry, although he has become the master, but now that I am here, he does not dare to make a mistake, and it will definitely not affect your performance!" ”

Sun Ling took the long sword and asked the sky, looked down at the broken sword in his hand, inserted the Wentian into the ground casually, and inserted the broken sword into his waist, then looked at Li Mobai and said, "What about you if I use the sword?" "He is also a dead horse as a live horse doctor, after all, it is a death, it is better to die a dignified death, and the death has a backbone.

"Yes, I also know that I pity my own sword, I can let you live today, as for what sword I use, um......" Li Mobai turned his head and looked around, grabbed not far away, and a slender small bamboo flew into his hand, "I'll use this!" ”

He tore off the forks on the bamboo as he spoke, and grinded on the thick bamboo beside him, and finally stroked it with his hands a few times, and only stopped when he saw that the surface of the bamboo was smooth, and said to Mi Taibai on the ground: "Since Wentian chose you, then there is his reason, there are four types of swordsmanship hidden in this sword but it is not comprehensive, all the swordsmanship is called the six swordsmanship, the six-style swordsmanship complements each other, varied, the sword intent is ruthless, the sword will kill, it is really not good, I have a good life in heaven, I have improved it a little, you are optimistic!" ”

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Sun Ling to react, the green bamboo in his hand stabbed out, silently, without the slightest opportunity, not even a trace of energy, Sun Ling only felt that the blue light flashed in front of him, and the green bamboo was already against his throat, he did not feel a trace of murderous aura or a trace of sword qi.

"What do you think? Since it is the third realm of asking, then you will ask everything, and this question sword is also asking, use the tricks of your whole body to attack me, this is not a creation! Li Mo Bai Qingzhu picked, Sun Ling's long sword in his hand asked the sky to stab out, his eyes returned to clarity as if he realized something and no longer came out of his mind, and asked the sky and Qingzhu in his hand, you come and go with each other, but after a few moves, Sun Ling's whole body was already soaked.

No matter how he attacked, no matter how he defended, that Qingzhu seemed to know his way, and stopped in front of him early, and what was even more terrifying was that he couldn't feel half of Qingzhu's sword qi at all, nor could he detect a trace of Li Mobai's breath, this is probably the legendary trick without a move, but where did he know that although the person fighting against him said that he was using the strength of the third realm to fight against him, it was only the strength and energy of the body, and the perception of the way of the sword was beyond his reach.

"First type, Hell Road!"

Li Mobai shouted, not as terrifying as Mi Taibai, it was still silent, but the several sword qi really shot out when Sun Ling couldn't react, if it weren't for the divine soldier in his hand to ask the sky to resist, I'm afraid Sun Ling would not have left a few scars on his body, but this also made Sun Ling miserable, obviously the big living person in front of him, obviously the green bamboo dancing in front of him, but the Wentian in his hand seemed to be stabbed in the water, split in the water, and had no sense of strength.

"The second type, the hungry ghost road!"

There is no other side flower, this style of swordsmanship is extremely slow but it seems to be extremely fast, obviously it doesn't look like there is the slightest strength, but when Sun Ling blocks it, it seems that the green bamboo is no longer a green bamboo, but Mount Tai, obviously the speed is very slow, the eyes can be captured, but every time the wound left on the body can not be captured, he knows that the person in front of him does not want to kill him, but this feeling is too uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable.

"The third type, the beast road!"

Li Mobai's wrist flipped, the green bamboo in his hand kept turning in circles, constantly drawing circles, one after another, the sword roared like a dragon, although it was a green bamboo, it did make a sword sound, Sun Ling finally saw the sword qi, one by one the sword qi was closely connected and constantly drew circles, straight like an inaccessible fortress, the most important thing is that the green bamboo is constantly rotating, driving the Wentian in his hand to constantly rotate, wanting to pull out, but the green bamboo seems to have infinite suction, it is difficult to move.

"Fourth Form, Asura Path!"

Li Mo Bai Qingzhu or oblique stabs, or downward splitting, or upward plucking, or straight stabs, or horizontal picking, Sun Ling only felt that his whole body was full of his afterimage, lingering afterimage, as if all the moves were issued at the same time, those blood-red eyes stared at him tightly in the sky, cold and ruthless, this is no longer a simple physical injury, but also the soul, and the spirit, that kind of fear that has no control.

"The fifth type, the way of the world!"

Li Mobai's figure suddenly disappeared, and Sun Ling roared and showed all the swordsmanship he had learned in his life, but he still didn't see Li Mobai's figure......

"Close your eyes and feel the sword intent at this moment!" Li Mobai's voice sounded all around, Mi Taibai and Sun Ling closed their eyes at the same time, quiet, quiet and terrible, as if everything had stopped halfway, a figure appeared in Sun Ling's mind, a little Taoist priest standing with a diagonal sword in his hand, with a sonorous sound, the long sword stabbed straight out, Sun Ling only felt a sharp pain in his head, and the pain made him keep rolling on the ground, wailing in pain......

Li Mobai's figure slowly revealed, "How much you can understand depends on yourself!" He didn't glance at Sun Lin who was rolling on the ground, and his figure swept up, "Sixth type, Heavenly Dao!" This last form must not be used in the eighth realm, otherwise it will lead to a heavenly catastrophe, and then the body will die, and it will be uncomplaining! ”

Mi Taibai saw Li Mobai standing with his sword in his hand, and suddenly came out of the sword, only to hear the deafening rumbling sound, the mountain in front of him was directly cut down by this sword, and the smoke and dust scattered The boulder rolled to reveal an extremely flat square, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, and then looked at the sky in the distance, the white clouds seemed to be cut in half, and they were extremely flat and divided into two pieces and floated in different directions, and the power of this sword could open the sky and split the earth.

"If you get this divine soldier, you can do more good deeds in the future, and it can be regarded as helping to ask the heavens to atone for your sins, remember!" Li Mobai raised his hand as he spoke, and Wen Tian flew into his hand diagonally, and made a sheath to insert Wen Tian into the green bamboo in his hand, "This is your sword scabbard, but it can't be damaged!" Goodbye, old friend! ”

After Li Mobai said these words, he fell down as if the strength of his whole body had been drained......