The sword can't enter, but it's still coming, like wind and rain.

The iron sword in Jun Mo's hand swung with the power of Qingshan, and the more than two hundred swords inserted in the soil in front of him continued to break through the air and fly, drawing lines in the autumn sky.

In the whole field, there was a terrible sword roar, and the slightly cold autumn wind fled, this extremely domineering scene shocked everyone's hearts.

The difficult victory over Ye Su made Jun Mo's body and mind very tired, but taking this as an opportunity, his sword intent was extremely strong, it was the most perfect moment, and he was the most powerful at this time.

However, there is still no choice but to be white.

Liu Bai crossed the sword in front of him, his expression was calm.

No one knows if the sword in his hand has been moved. It looked like the rusty sword had been lying sideways in front of him, silent. It is also possible that it has been moved countless times.

At this time, there were more than two hundred swords suspended densely in the air in front of him, because the number of swords was too large, covering the sky, it looked extraordinarily solemn, and even a little crowded.

It's a really stunning picture.

Liu Bai put away his sword.

More than 200 swords in the air, with no more force, fell into the field, making a loud bang, like a pile of wood without a bundle of solid, and scattered to both sides.

Liu Bai looked at Jun Mo and was silent.

There was no more admiration in his eyes.

Appreciation is the evaluation and recognition of the weak by the strong.

After some sword rain invasion, Liu Bai confirmed that Jun Mo at this time was qualified and capable of fighting with him on an equal footing, so he could no longer appreciate the other party. Only respect each other.

Liu Bai's greatest respect for the enemy is the sword.

However, he didn't have time to draw his sword.

Because Jun Mo is out of the sword again.

Jun Mo's sword this time was still not his own iron sword, but the waste sword that he snatched.

The sword in front of Liu Bai, which spread out like a pyre, was still bouncing, and then suddenly bounced.

More than 200 swords instantly turned into more than 200 sword lights, breaking through the air. In the field before the green gorge, in the autumn sky, dance wildly. Landing like lightning.

Straight thorn willow white!

Liu Bai frowned slightly, and slashed again...... The sword can fly, relying on telekinesis to control the vitality of heaven and earth. Then control the sword, the more swords you want to control, the more requirements for the realm of mental power increase exponentially.

Natal objects are very difficult things, there are very few cultivators in the cultivation world, they will cultivate several natal objects at the same time, even if it is a great sword master in the Cave Xuan Realm, they will only control their own natal sword.

If you want to forcibly separate your mind and control more flying swords, it is a very unwise choice, this kind of unwiseness. It's more about the difficulty of dù.

In the rainy night battle of the Spring Breeze Pavilion, Chao Xiaoshu used the five swords of the Cave Xuan Realm to kill the enemy, which caused a long discussion in the cultivation world afterwards, and everyone admired his talent, but also some doubts.

Now Chao Xiaoshu has been in the realm of knowing his fate for a long time. The number of flying swords that can be controlled has long exceeded five, but because distraction is taboo in swordsmanship, he rarely uses this method.

Jun Mo did it today.

A group of swords flew in the sky in front of Qingxia, like a flock of birds, and kept falling at high speed. After being shaken away by the barrier around Liu Bai's body, he traveled through the air at high speed and then fell again.

Some of the flying sword traces are straight, the speed is extremely fast, like lightning, some of the flying swords are like soft brushstrokes on the paper in the air to draw a circle, some of the flying sword trajectory is unpredictable, the east is in the east, the dragon is in the west, like a dragon dancing wildly, more than 200 flying swords seem to have their own life.

The swords kept flying, shuttling back and forth between the sky and the ground, reflecting the autumn sun on the surrounding of the field, and the whole sky was shining, and the picture was extremely beautiful and spectacular.

Unlike Zhan Ye Su, Jun Mo's appearance at this time was gorgeous and presumptuous.

His mental power rushed out like a violent wind, and from a distance of hundreds of zhang, he accurately and forcefully controlled more than two hundred swords, drawing a scene that stunned everyone!

The coalition forces of the Xiling Temple, who were watching the battle in the southern wilderness, looked at the sword light and the sky, and were shocked beyond words, especially those sword masters were even more pale, thinking that this is still human...... Liu Bai's sword is stronger.

He could use his powerful mental power to forcibly seize the control of those flying swords just like Jun Mo did with those cultivators yesterday, and even if he couldn't succeed in all of them, he could at least subdue most of the flying swords.

But he was unwilling to devote a single bit of his mind to this matter, because he was only used to using a sword, because only absolute simplicity is absolutely powerful, and one sword can defeat ten thousand swords.

He slashed his sword in front of him, not caring about repeating his own tricks.

The swords flying between the sky and the ground could not enter a foot in front of him.

Unlike others, Liu Bai was not shaken by this dazzling picture, on the contrary, he didn't understand why Jun Mo used so many swords.

It's like Jun Mo didn't understand why Ye Hongyu used so many swords yesterday.

Even at their level of realm, distracting and controlling the sword is no longer a taboo in swordsmanship, but Liu Bai believes that Jun Mo will not fail to understand the truth between simplicity and strength.

If a qiē is unreasonable, there must be a reasonable reason.

Ye Hongyu fired ten thousand swords yesterday because she was going to lay down a fan cage array.

What does Jun Mo want to do? Or does he not want to do anything, he just wants to use this method to make Liu Bai think for a longer time, and even hope that Liu Bai can be a little confused?

Liu Bai is not messy.

He walked forward and walked towards the Qingxia, his steps were so steady.

He was walking, and so was the sword in his hand, and so was the world a foot in front of him.

The sound of the sword in front of the Qingxia became more and more poignant and sharp, and more than two hundred swords, like birds that forgot to die, kept bombarding the ground, and a dull thunderous sound sounded in the field.

Liu Bai's footsteps are still not chaotic...... He is a Juggernaut.

He was the strongest man in the world.

He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man.

The sword in his hand was a rusty sword that was worse than the ordinary.

He held his sword in front of him, and the way he walked even looked a little funny.

Facing Jun Mo's gorgeous group of swords flying, his means of dealing with it were so clumsy.

Still...... No one can break it.

Even if the senior brother stood in front of Qingxia, he could only avoid it, but he couldn't break it.

For he walks with his own world, and if his opponent enters a foot in front of him, he will be defeated.

Liu Bai walked towards Qingxia and advanced step by step.

His steps are steady and slow, and his movements appear clumsy.

This clumsiness represents prudence.

With his status as the strongest man in the world, this clumsiness is even more respectful.

Respect for the academy, respect for Jun Mo.

This clumsiness may also have a deeper meaning.

Liu Bai's close world cannot be broken, but it can be avoided and retreated.

The sky has eyes, and this may be the last chance for the academy to leave.

If Jun Mo and the disciples of the academy are willing to leave, then they will never have to face Liu Bai's close world, they can open the sky and enjoy the world.

But Jun Mo was unwilling to retreat. He raised the iron sword in his hand.

His choice at this time had nothing to do with Datang or the academy.

Rising and proud.

A gentleman is not a stranger, no matter if it is close at hand or the end of the world.

Don't mention it, wait for me to cut him first...... (To be continued)