Wang Mo shook his head and walked forward.

The Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect Tibetan Sword Saint subconsciously took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and floated with purple light around him.

Wang Mo frowned, glanced at this person coldly, and said again: "Get out, you sent a war post today, I won't kill you!"

"You are only astonishing, and your cultivation is comparable to mine, even if your divine power is strong, it will definitely be impossible to take my sword!"

Thundered

The sky seemed to be a thunderbolt, and I saw a purple giant sword, which suddenly appeared in the sky above this person, this sword, emitting a thick sword aura, almost as soon as it appeared, it immediately enveloped the surroundings in the sword light.

On this sword, there is a strange pattern engraved, a monster with a tiger body and a dragon head, immediately conjuring up from this pattern, this monster is tall, and a tyrannical aura permeates its body. It merged with this sword, and suddenly, the power of this sword became heavier.

"Try my sword!" In the midst of the Hidden Sword Saint's low roar, the immortal power of his whole body burst out, and his right hand instantly slashed towards Wang Mo, and at the same time, the big sword in mid-air moved with it, with an unimaginable energy, roaring towards Wang Mo.

The face of the demon general Chi Xin changed, and his body immediately kicked back, and several people around him also retreated without hesitation, and in the blink of an eye, they withdrew hundreds of feet away.

The giant sword slashed down, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, and pieces of thunder rolled out from the rumble.

Wang Mo's expression was as usual, and he shook his head slightly, this giant sword is indeed powerful, especially the monster with the dragon head of the tiger body, it is even more powerful, but the man in front of him is unable to exert the full power of this monster.

"Wasted a good sword!" Wang Mo said, raising his right hand, and at the moment when the giant sword was cut down, a strong shock was revealed in the eyes of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect's Tibetan Sword Saint, and he grabbed this sword!

The moment he grasped it in his right hand, the imprint of life and death on his right hand flickered wildly, and there were thousands of imprints covering it in the time of the turn.

There was a roar from the giant sword, and the monster on it was even more fierce, struggling frantically, wanting to tear Wang Mo's right hand and break free, but Wang Mo's right hand, like a palm in the sky, had infinite strength, no matter how the giant sword struggled, his right hand did not move at all!

The monster on the giant sword, its roaring sound was almost monstrous, and the fierceness in its eyes showed a trace of unyielding, like an ancient fierce beast, swallowing Wang Mo in one bite.

Although it is a sword soul, it is illusory, but at this moment, the people around it, the moment they see this monster swallowing, they all have the illusion of a fishy wind blowing in their faces.

"Evil beast, you dare!" Wang Mo's eyes stared, and in his eyes, a red light immediately flashed, and the intent to kill rushed out of his eyes and directly entered the monster's body.

The monster screamed, and its body immediately collapsed by this killing intent, turned into a little crystal, and quickly returned to the giant sword, which stopped struggling and resisting.

This scene fell in the eyes of the demon general Chi Xin, and he couldn't help but gasp deeply, looking at Wang Mo's gaze, revealing an extremely complicated color.

"In three months, he is so strong...... Even the deputy marshal is not his opponent, and today he subdued this terrible monster, if he had this kind of magical power three months ago, I would have been defeated that day!"

The Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect's Hidden Sword Saint shook his body even more, his face was pale and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the natal sword was taken away, which immediately damaged his mind.

He never thought that this Wang Mo was so strong, he knew that this was the case, and he would not come alone if he said anything. He gritted his teeth, put his right hand on his eyebrows, and took a deep breath, revealing a hint of determination in his eyes. His last killing move was a sword qi given by the Second Saint of the Thirteen Saints of the Sword Sect, that is, the Deputy Sect Master of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect!

This sword qi is the ultimate life-saving supernatural power, and it can't be used easily, otherwise, it will be difficult to survive in this crisis of the Gouya Endless Realm!

But if you don't use it at this moment, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave!

"Let's go!" Wang Mo glanced at the Hidden Sword Saint, his eyes flashed, and he said slowly.

The Tibetan Sword Saint was stunned.

"I have a deep sea blood feud with your Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect, but I won't kill you today, I will bring a message to your sect master and Tu Se for me...... I will slaughter your Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect one day......" Wang Mo said, flicking the sword in his hand, throwing it to the Tibetan Sword Saint, walking past him and walking forward......

His back fell in the eyes of the Tibetan Sword Saint, this person was completely stunned, the Immortal Sword Saint is a 10,000-year-old immortal, Wang Mo is just an immortal who only got up within a hundred years, there will be no connection between the two, but Wang Mo just mentioned Tuse, but it made the Tibetan Sword Saint figure it out instantly, but Wang Mo and Tuse, he didn't know that the Thirteen Saints of the Sword Shrine of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect had existed since 10,000 years ago, but the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect at that time was not as powerful as it is now, although he was a Tibetan Sword Saint who only became two thousand years ago, but Tu Se was also a disciple of his apprenticeship!!

It can be said that the thirteen saints of the sword mound are the founders of this Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect, of course, the thirteen saints of that year, except for one saint... Two saints.. The Three Saints, as well as the Five Saints and the Seven Saints, are all new Sword Saints in these thousands of years!

The Thirteen Saints of the Sword Shrine were in retreat all year round, and it was not until the Gouya Endless Realm opened again that the Immortal Sword Saint, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect, sent the Yu Sword Saint of the Ninth Saint, the Hidden Sword Saint of the Ninth Saint, and the Eleventh Saint Sword Saint... The Twelve Saints and the Thirteen Saints of the Sword Control Saints.

What Wang Mo said just now would slaughter the Heavenly Spirit Sword Sect, the Hidden Sword Saint was unharmed on the surface, but he was extremely angry in his heart, looking at the entire Immortal Capital, even those 10,000-year-old monsters probably wouldn't dare to make such wild words! But at this moment, the Hidden Sword Saint didn't dare to make any moves!

He took a deep breath, took the giant sword, swept his immortal sense, and after making sure that the other party did not do anything, his eyes looked at Wang Mo coldly.

"Your words, I will definitely pass them on!" The Hidden Sword Saint's body moved, flew directly into the air, and quickly left the Chixin Mansion.

Outside the Chixin Mansion, the speed of the Tibetan Sword Saint slowed down slightly, but the immortal consciousness had been secretly vigilant, and found that Wang Mo had never made any moves, as if he was really ready to let himself go.

"What a bold Wang Mo, today's shame, I will definitely return it a hundred times, although your magical powers are strong, but next time I will besiege them together with Senior Brother Yu Jiansheng and several of them, I don't believe you can still be so calm!!"

There was a hint of murderous intent in the eyes of the Hidden Sword Saint, he glanced at Chixin Mansion coldly, turned around and left quickly.

He was extremely fast, and the farther away he was from Chixin Mansion, the more relaxed his heart became, and he couldn't help but feel palpitations when he thought back to the battle just now.

"This Wang Mo is very strong!!, but if I use the sword qi of the sect master, this person will not be able to resist!" A sneer appeared at the corner of the Sword Saint's mouth: "As for the matter between this person and Tuse, I will have to inquire when I go back..."

But at this moment, suddenly, behind him, black and white qi emanated silently from the void, like a spiritual snake, aimed at this person's head.

A strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped the whole body of the Hidden Sword Saint, but immediately, the black and white qi was like lightning, directly drilling into this person's skull.

The speed of the black and white qi was too fast, the distance was too close, and the Hidden Sword Saint almost just sensed the crisis, so he immediately snorted miserably, and his body fell directly from mid-air, and in the process of falling, his body quickly withered, and screamed miserably, slashing through the sky.

His immortal spirit could not escape at all, after the black and white qi entered his body, it first turned into a series of imprints, directly cutting off the connection between his immortal spirit and his physical body, and at the same time quickly absorbing the flesh and blood essence and immortal power of this person, constantly replenishing it into the black and white qi, making the power of his imprint heavier.

The moment he landed, the Hidden Sword Saint's eyes widened angrily and turned into a dried corpse. The only thought in his mind was that he was clearly exuding immortal consciousness and was always vigilant, but why did this happen.

In front of his corpse, there was a distortion of space, Wang Mo walked out, and his right hand counted on the corpse of the Hidden Sword Saint, and then grabbed the corpse of this person, stepped on him, and disappeared in place.

In the residence of Wang Mo of Chixin Mansion, a figure stepped out of nothingness, and as soon as his right hand was released, the body of the Hidden Sword Saint fell to the ground, Wang Mo's eyes were solemn, his hands flew in the air, and several green rays were shaken by him, and immediately turned into a green mist, shrouding the room, and countless formations flickered in this green mist.

After doing this, he took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and opened his eyes suddenly, like lightning falling on the corpse of the Hidden Sword Saint, after a careful look, Wang Mo's gaze stayed on the center of this person's eyebrows.

His face was cloudy, and he couldn't see joy or anger, and after a moment of silence, his right hand seemed to wave at random, only to see a ghostly fire appear in the palm of his hand.

Immediately following the change of Wang Mo's hands, he turned into a piece of afterimage, and then pointed forward, and spat out lightly: "Refine!"

The moment the green ghost fire floated towards the body of the Hidden Sword Saint, it immediately dispersed, wrapping the corpse, and the crackling sound suddenly echoed, and the body of the Hidden Sword Saint continued to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His corpse had already become a dried corpse, and the essence of flesh and blood in it had been absorbed by the black and white qi, and as soon as it was burned at this moment, there was immediately a strange smell coming out, and this smell permeated the room, but Wang Mo had no time to take care of it, staring intently at the corpse refined in the ghostly fire.

In the previous battle, the last action of the Hidden Sword Saint touching his eyebrows gave Wang Mo an extremely strong crisis!

This kind of crisis, since he refined thousands of life and death killing qi, almost never existed, even an immortal in the middle stage of the Dharma Dao, he couldn't do it, just the breath could directly break through his body and immortal spirit covered by thousands of life and death imprints, and rushed into his mind extremely domineeringly.

This feeling is like facing life and death, Wang Mo was suddenly shocked in his heart, so he took retreat as advance, easing the atmosphere at that time, and in his opinion, if this person was not forced to a corner, he was afraid that he would not choose to use this last magical power......