In the blink of an eye, seven days have passed, and today is the period of the decisive battle between the Sword Master and Mo Wen.

Early this morning, the World Association helped the congregation to clean up the three campuses early.

Xu was killed because of the broken waves, such a big battle, there was no transmission of martial arts, only the world would be crowded.

It's close to noon.

Xiongba sat on his beloved ninety-five seat, and next to him was naturally Wen Chou.

Wind, clouds, and frost lined up on either side.

Xiongba commanded: "Feng'er, go and see how Xiao Mo is preparing!" ”

"Yes."

Nie Feng agreed and was about to go.

But seeing Mo Wen and Youruo together, coming slowly, when they got closer, Nie Feng suddenly felt strange.

Several people usually have intersections, Mo Wen has always been lazy with a little gentle smile, and the whole person gives people a sense of unruly and uninhibited.

But now his face is indifferent, and his eyes are even more ...... Sluggish?

Mo Wen had already arrived in the field at this time, and he didn't see Xiongba when he saw it, so he stood indifferently in the middle of the school field, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he hadn't seen any of the hundreds of people here.

It's a strange move!

You know, on weekdays, Mo Wen shows that he cares a lot about his father-in-law.

Although everyone thought it was a little strange, they thought that he was about to fight today, and they were probably too nervous, so they lost their manners.

At this time, Youruo was attached to Xiongba's ear, whispering, looking at Mo from time to time, Xiongba's face was expressionless, and everyone didn't know what was going on.

Soon it was noon, and it was the agreed moment of the decisive battle, but the Sword Master was still missing.

Everyone at the scene was a little anxious, was the Sword Saint afraid?

After a while, half an hour had passed the time of the battle, and the Sword Master had not been seen.

At this time, after Wen Chouchou asked Xiongba, he stepped forward and said: "Master Mo, the period of decisive battle has passed, and the Sword Saint has still not arrived, he is obviously afraid, I think Master Mo has won without a fight." ”

The scene was full of people from all over the world, and they all nodded in agreement.

"He's coming!"

After coming to the scene, Mo Wen, who had always been silent, suddenly spoke.

As his words fell, he saw a golden figure radiating ten thousand sword lights flying on the steps up the mountain.

"The old man is late, let you wait for a long time, don't ask, take me a sword!"

As Dugu Sword continued to move forward, his body was full of light, and a majestic sword intent that destroyed everything was like a huge wave.

At this moment, the Sword Saint passed everywhere, whether it was a person or a thing, he was fixed on the spot, like a supreme god, pressing the pause button of this world at this moment.

No, to be precise, it's just an area of more than ten feet around the Sword Master.

It is worthy of being a sword master, and it is worthy of being a nameless evaluation that has the power to destroy the world and does not belong to the swordsmanship of the world.

The style of that sword is ancient and modern, and it is enough to shine through the ages.

And as the Sword Saint approached, Mo Wen's body seemed to move suddenly, and it seemed that he didn't move at all, and by the time the Sword Saint carried the overwhelming peerless sharp edge to his body, he could no longer move a bit.

Xiongba and the others, who were sitting on a high place and far away from the scene, struggled to resist the dazzling golden light.

Everyone was shocked at this time.

They naturally saw that the Sword Master was passing by, and the gangs on both sides had been frozen.

It's just that I didn't expect that even a master like Mo Wen would be frozen without resistance in the face of the sword saint.

"Stupid, you fight back!"

Youruo, who was standing on the side of Xiongba, was secretly anxious about Mo Wen, but she had nothing to do.

The Sword Saint slowly stretched out his right hand at this time, and pointed at Mo Wen's heart, so hundreds of sword qi shot out, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

Mo Wen's burly figure was instantly torn into countless pieces.

Then the sword qi came and went, and Mo Wen's position was completely occupied by countless sword qi, and there was no trace of him at the scene, I am afraid that it has been shattered into dust.

In the center of the battle between the two, the light was too bright to see clearly.

"The old man is unwilling!"

Inexplicably, the Sword Saint roared, his tone was full of many emotions such as unwillingness, anger, and helplessness, but there was no joy and happiness.

With the last words of the Sword Saint's roar, the sword light and the Sword Saint's body have completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

The people who had been frozen seemed to suddenly come to life and resumed their movements.

Seeing that the Sword Saint disappeared inexplicably, Xiongba secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, such a sword would be difficult for him to resist.

Ranwen

If it was himself who took this sword, there would be no doubt about the result, and there would be no life.

It's just that in this way, it's a pity that such a good son-in-law, this person has extremely high martial arts, and it is rare to have no ambitions, and he is wholeheartedly good to Youruo, and he is really the best choice to be his son-in-law.

At this time, the light had already dissipated, Xiongba felt sorry in his heart, and subconsciously glanced at the place where Mo Wen was standing, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Look, Master Mo is fine!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone looked into the field.

I saw that the majestic man was still standing there silently, no different from before the great battle.

But everyone clearly saw that Mo Wen had been killed by those brilliant sword lights just now.

Could it be that it was just an illusion just now, and the decisive battle has not actually begun?

The crowd waited for you to look at me, I to look at you, and confirm with the people around you whether the scene they had just seen was real.

After receiving an affirmative answer, they couldn't help but look at each other.

What's going on?

At this time, everyone suddenly remembered the headless sentence that the Sword Saint shouted at the end, they didn't understand what it meant, but later saw that the Sword Saint disappeared after a sword, and guessed that the Sword Saint could only make this sword, so they were unwilling to be able to kill the male tyrant again.

But looking at it now, could it be that this sword failed to kill Mo Wen?

Youruo saw that Mo Wen was still silent at this time, and he didn't know why, so he wanted to step forward and ask about the situation.

Xiongba grabbed her, and when he saw his beloved daughter looking puzzled, he slowly shook his head.

"He's fine, although my father doesn't know what happened at that moment, but looking at his current situation, he should have some understanding, don't disturb him at this time!"

Then he ordered the gang to disperse, and not to speak loudly, so as not to disturb Mo Wen.

At this time, he suddenly saw the direction where the Sword Saint was flying, and a man in white flew up, and instantly reached the top of the stone steps, and saluted with a fist at Xiongba.

"Junior, Jian Chen, meet the male gang leader."

He is handsome, gentle and elegant, and he looks good.

When Xiongba saw the long sword in his hand, his face suddenly turned heavy and he exclaimed.

"Hero Sword, Nameless, who are you?"

"Nameless is the family teacher." Jian Chen replied suddenly.

When Xiongba heard this, he was taken aback, and thought about it in his heart, so to speak, Nameless is not dead!

"What are you doing here? Could it be that he came to help the Sword Master? ”

Hearing this, Jian Chen shook his head and said, "The junior has no such intention, he just wants to implore the male gang leader to allow me to collect the body of the Sword Saint and let him be buried in peace." ”

"The corpse of the Juggernaut?"

"It's down the stairs!"

"The Sword Saint is still down there, what's going on here?"

"The predecessor of the Sword Saint has already run out of oil, and it is in this near-death state that he can comprehend this sword twenty-three whose power no longer belongs to the human world, and then with a force to hold on to the bottom, but he is no longer able to go up here.

The younger generation guessed that Sword Twenty-Three, a world-destroying sword, needed to burn his life when he was cast, and he could only be activated in an out-of-body way. ”

When he said this, Jian Chen looked at Mo Wen, who was still standing silently in the field of his eyes, shook his head and sighed lightly.

"It's just that such a shocking sword full of destruction, even the family teacher can't resist it head-on, how did this brother take it?"