Chapter 234: The Power of a Sword

In just one step, Yue Mochen stepped into the brightly lit hall from the dark part of the passage, and his figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Swish!

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on Yue Mochen.

Although most of the faces were blocked from above, they could still see the young faces that only Yue Mochen's young people had, and seeing this, many of the ** in the hall grinned.

"It's you kid!"

The blood puppet also smiled maliciously, although he had changed his mask, he didn't recognize Yue Mochen himself, but he recognized the blazing fire dance in Yue Mochen's hand.

Yue Mochen was not surprised that the other party would recognize him, there was almost a battle that day, and the beam he formed made him remember it vividly, see you at this time, it is impossible for the two sides to have no impression.

Like Yue Mochen himself, he still remembers the arrogant words released by the other party when he first met the blood puppet.

However, judging from the casual expression on the blood puppet's face, it should be that Lin Wugong, the controller behind him, did not recognize Yue Mochen's true identity, otherwise, he would have rushed up to kill Yue Mochen, how could he wait to watch the show so easily?

Perhaps hearing that there was not the slightest kindness in the tone of the blood puppet, the old man who had been ridiculed by Hua Wuyi glanced at Yue Mochen, and then said disdainfully: "The current child really doesn't know how to write dead characters, and a guy who is just a beginner of the Hundred Tribulations dares to come here, why do you think that if you pass through that dangerous passage, you can get a piece of the pie?"

"Hehe, who doesn't have a time when they are young and frivolous, as seniors, it's time to teach these juniors how to behave. ”

"That's right, kill it first!" ......

Everyone, you said word by word, but no one made a move, in fact, they were only because they had been in a stalemate here for a long time, and they were successively intimidated by Hua Wuyi and blood puppets, and they had no place to come out, so they would "bombard" Yue Mochen.

But Yue Mochen heard it in his ears, but there was no expression on his face, as if he had completely ignored them, which made them suddenly more angry, and they approached with bad intentions.

Yue Mochen's gaze swept over them, with a sneer on his face, as if he was looking at a bunch of dead people.

A group of people who don't know whether they are alive or dead, if it weren't for the blood puppet here, Yue Mochen would have made a move a long time ago, but since they are approaching, there is nothing to say!

"The sword turns the tide!"

Without waiting for these people to make a move, Yue Mochen took the lead in fighting!

Since everyone is not prepared yet, Yue Mochen will naturally not show mercy, and as soon as he makes a move, it will be a big killer move!

The second form of the ethereal thirteen swords, the sword turned the tide and was used by Yue Mochen with all his might, and a seemingly traceless but very condensed sword light suddenly appeared in the hall, in Yue Mochen's sneer, the sword light penetrated the entire field at an astonishing speed, and then spread out in all directions!

In an instant, the hall was full of turmoil!

"Qiang Qiang ......"

"Bang ......"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The sword qi was raging, and all kinds of sounds came and went, shaking the hall continuously, and the crystal lamp on the ceiling was shaking, as if it would fall down at any time.

After a few moments, the sword qi finally dissipated, and the hall returned to calm.

It's just that nearly half of the people in the hall were killed or injured, and under Yue Mochen's full sword, there were thirteen martial artists with a slightly lower realm who were directly split in two by the sword light!

In addition, most of its people were seriously injured, and only a handful were unscathed, and the ground was covered in bright red blood, with a faint residual heat on it.

"What a domineering sword intent!"

Looking at the mess in front of him, as long as it was someone who was not dead, no matter who it was, such a thought was born at this moment.

Yue Mochen's sword is definitely more thrilling than Hua Wuyi's shot just now, although everyone has a contempt for it, and Yue Mochen didn't have any signs before he came out of the sword, so he would receive such a miraculous effect, but after all, it was a full dozen hundred tribulation realm powerhouses!

Outside, so many strong people were piled together, it was a storage zĂ i that even the Holy Land was afraid of, and it was actually killed by Yue Mochen's understated sword!

Previously, in the eyes of people, Yue Mochen was just a hairy boy who had just entered the holy level, even if he was a peerless genius, but who could survive in the Endless Island, which one would be a light person? With Yue Mochen's cultivation, it was still not enough, and he came alone, everyone didn't take it to heart, but Yue Mochen's sword directly slapped these people in a loud slap.

With a faint hint of banter, his gaze swept over everyone, and finally stopped at the old man who first satirized Yue Mochen who couldn't even write dead words, the latter was shocked and subconsciously shrunk his neck.

Putting the knife back into its sheath, Yue Mochen raised his eyebrows and said, "Now, there are still people questioning whether I can write the word 'death'?"

Yue Mochen's gaze was always fixed on the old man, and his killing intent was unconcealed!

"You can't kill me, I'm a member of the Risk Alliance, if you kill me, the people of our alliance won't let you go!" the old man shouted with a red neck, but his fierce voice seemed a little lacking in confidence.

"To borrow a sentence from this big brother just now, there are all safe destiny in the Endless Island, if you want to kill me, you should have the consciousness of being killed by me, will your opponent obediently stretch out his neck for you to kill? If this is the case, it can explain why you can still live until now!"

Yue Mochen said mercilessly, the expression on his face was even more flamboyant, with an expression of killing and killing.

"Besides, I killed a lot of people with that sword just now, oh, that should also be your companion, right?" Yue Mochen pointed to a corpse on the ground that looked particularly miserable, and chuckled: "Anyway, I have already killed your people, and I don't mind if there is one more of you, anyway, according to what you said, the people of your alliance will always seek revenge on me." ”

"They are different, they are ordinary members, and I am not only an alliance elder, but also an eight-worship friend of the alliance boss, it doesn't matter if you kill them, but if you move me, he will definitely not sit idly by!"

Speaking of this, the old man seemed to instantly regain a little confidence, and his tone became tougher: "Three months ago, I have already sent a signal to the alliance boss, I believe that he will be able to arrive in a few days, you better not mislead yourself!"

"Hehe, I want to know, is the smart boss you have been talking about is the middle-aged man with a square piece pinned to his waist?"

When the old man heard this, his expression was overjoyed, and his confidence rose a little: "Yes! It's him! You've heard of his prestige, right?"

"I've heard of him, I've seen him, I saw him when I came in before, but it's ......"

Throwing out a jade plaque with two small words engraved on it, Yue Mochen smiled slightly and continued: "I'm sorry, I had an itchy hand at the time, so I killed him." ”