Even if what Li Qingfeng said was quite arrogant, even if he used the opponent's careless psychology to hit him hard, but in the face of the elite cultivator of the Enlightenment Realm who held the ancient divine weapon in his hand, Li Qingfeng still did not dare to underestimate it in the slightest.

Even if this Enlightenment Realm cultivator's mana is greatly damaged and his body is injured!

Mo Xian had to kill Li Qingfeng in order to ensure that his attempt to forcibly collect the cultivation of the Demon Dao woman Yuan Yin would not be leaked, so Mo Xian swore to kill Li Qingfeng, and Li Qingfeng had no way to escape, in order to save his life, he also had to take off Mo Xian's head.

Between the two, the life-and-death duel for reputation and survival is unstoppable at this moment!

Mo Xian stared at Li Qingfeng fiercely for a long time, skimmed the pale rough bone sword that Li Qingfeng was holding in his hand, and the ragged Dao clothes, and said with great disdain:

"Stinky boy, I have to admire you, you actually control the rhythm of the battle so well at a young age, you are bold and careful. However, the moat formed by the huge gap in cultivation is by no means something you can cross so easily! Not to mention that you with this lowest-grade nameless magic sword are like a poor little turtle in my eyes, let me die!"

"Phantom Excalibur, kill him for me!"

With a flick of the wind, the crystal long sword that turned into a few feet in size suddenly released a dazzling light at the moment when Mo Xian's words fell, and under the cover of the bright light, it turned into a swift match and slashed towards Li Qingfeng.

Looking at the momentum emanating from this Shadow Divine Sword, Li Qingfeng's pupils shrank violently, and he hurriedly shot backwards and retreated.

"Boom!"

Li Qing riskily dodged Mo Xian's angry blow, but a hundred-year-old tree that was hugged by several people was under the majestic sword momentum, and the green leaves rang out in clusters, and after making an unwilling scream, it collapsed violently.

Facing this shadow sword, Li Qingfeng condensed the corners of his eyes, and felt the power of this ancient divine weapon more intuitively than before.

Li Qingfeng relied on the Illusory Light Escape of the body technique he had cultivated so hard, and in the process of moving quickly, although he used the magic sword in his hand to slash at Mo Xian.

However, in the face of the lightning-fast and indestructible Shadow Sword, Li Qingfeng could only dodge in embarrassment, and did not dare to use the magic sword body that he had obtained with great difficulty to face the sharpness of the Shadow Sword.

But if you keep it for a long time, you will lose!

Although he had dodged the divine sword body that Mo Xian angrily slashed down many times, in the face of the wanton shooting energy and the broken wood flying wildly, Li Qingfeng was embarrassed. After a while, Li Qingfeng's body had more blood marks, and his clothes were even more torn.

"Are you only going to escape? Could it be that you, as a disciple of the Vientiane Sect, are holding a war sword, but you don't dare to compete with me, and only dare to dodge like a mouse? This is the ability of the Vientiane Sect? And how long can you dodge?"

Although Li Qingfeng knew that he was far from being able to compare with a heavenly pride like Mo Xian, Mo Xian's contempt also aroused the arrogance in Li Qingfeng's tenacious character.

I saw Li Qingfeng's index finger and middle finger together, and the other three fingers cooperated with each other, pinching out the sword trick he had learned, and pointing directly at Mo Xian with murderous intent, provocatively inviting him to fight.

"What about holding the lowest nameless magic sword? The sword is a weapon of killing, and today I will use this nameless sword to behead you and die!"

I saw Li Qingfeng's white bone nameless magic sword, the sword came out with the sword technique, turning into a white match with a dim brilliance, with a resolute intention of five steps of blood splashing, and slashed towards Mo Xian angrily.

Looking at the white bone magic sword that suddenly brightened with brilliance, Mo Xian was not only surprised, but rushed forward in surprise.

"The light of rice grains also dares to compete with the sun and the moon, and today I will let you know, know the difference between enlightenment and qi training, divine soldiers and mortal iron.

Phantom Sword, give it to me!"

With Mo Xian's smug ridicule, the Phantom Sword turned into a five-colored match, and with ten times the brilliance of the White Bone Magic Sword that was more prosperous than Li Qingfeng, it faced the sword that condensed Li Qingfeng's lifelong belief with a brilliant crushing momentum.

"Boom!"

I saw that the two battle swords that condensed the strength of Li Qingfeng and Mo Xian's whole body collided together.

I saw that the pale bone magic sword under Li Qingfeng's imperial envoy and the phantom shadow sword that was as beautiful and dazzling as crystal clear as glass collided violently, and the sharp blade continued to fight.

Bang, bang, bang......

I saw that the white bone magic sword was constantly being thrown away, but with Li Qingfeng's resolute will, Qi'er reluctantly stepped forward.

Until a mournful cry sounded......

"Hahaha......

Now do you know what it means to be a mantis arm as a car and not be able to measure your strength? A cultivator has lost the magic sword of sacrifice, how can you still fight me?

Rest assured that with the sharpness of the Phantom Sword, you won't feel any pain. And there will be no waste in the forest, I'm afraid you won't even have bones left in a few days, and the Vientiane Sect will only think that you died in the mouth of the demon beast, and you can die at the hands of the first person in the world in the future, which is also an honor, so die with peace of mind. ”

The Shadow Sword emitted a dazzling light, shining brightly in the field like the sun, but as soon as the firelight flickered, a faint dark red light and shadow flashed away when Mo Xian laughed proudly.

At the moment when the black shadow flashed away, Mo Xian's upright body suddenly stiffened, and then suddenly collapsed like a jade pillar pushing a golden mountain, only a pair of eyes that gradually disappeared, with great unwillingness, incomprehension and deep remorse, looking up at the sky in a daze.

"How is this possible......? As a disciple of Kunlun, he is in charge of the ancient gods...... How can it be...... Die here, die at the hands of a nobody, this is impossible, I am not reconciled!"

"There is no predetermined fate, only a fearless will to constantly overcome obstacles! Today's battle, you die and I live, is the result of the struggle of all your wills and strengths.

I have understood this truth when I was a young wanderer, and since you have never been able to understand this truth since you were a child, then you can go with peace of mind, as you said, nature will smooth out all traces here, including all traces of your life in the world!"

Li Qingfeng dragged his stumbling body, looked at Mo Xian's unwilling pupils, and said lightly after a moment of silence.

"You are too careless, otherwise I will never be your opponent with my strength......"

After hearing Li Qingfeng's silent words, Mo Xian's pupils shrank violently, and his unwilling face opened his chapped lips and wanted to say something, but his body shook and his lips closed silently after opening.

There is only a pair of unwilling pupils, with deep remorse, always staring at the tall figure under the sky.

"Poof......

Li Qingfeng, who was standing silently in front of Mo Xian's corpse, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of red blood, and then directly staggered and sat down in the place where the Shadow Sword fell, carefully mobilizing the little internal breath left in his body, and even ignoring the unknown danger here, he directly used his strength to recuperate his body.

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Although Li Qingfeng was finally victorious in this battle, his body also suffered heavy losses.

When the two magic swords were fighting and colliding again and again in the air, the more powerful Shadow Sword continued to be pulled by the inexplicable qi machine when the magic sword was fighting, and Li Qingfeng was shocked and injured in the air again and again.

The Phantom Sword was worthy of the name of the Ancient Divine Soldier, and the magic sword that Li Qingfeng had asked his fellow senior brother to carefully refine only lasted a few hits before it shattered.

After the magic sword is broken, the runes in the magic weapon are destroyed, and the power usually passes extremely quickly, becoming like ordinary iron, and ordinary Qi Realm cultivators can no longer use the air to make it bloom and threaten another cultivator.

That's why Mo Xianfang was so crazy, holding the mentality of cat and mouse, pressing the blade of the Phantom Sword, never setting up a killer, wanting to look down on Li Qingfeng with the attitude of a victor.

However, what he didn't expect was that Li Qingfeng was an extraordinary cultivator, and this wrong judgment would directly cost him his life!

Li Qingfeng's divine thoughts, tempered by the power of the sun and nourished by the power of Taiyin, far surpassed those of cultivators of the same level in terms of strength and toughness, and their divine thoughts were extremely strong and tenacious, extremely powerful.

At the same time as the magic sword was shattered, Li Qingfeng was horrified in his heart, but his thoughts were unprecedentedly empty, and he only felt that everything in front of him seemed to slow down for a moment. Suddenly, ignoring the pain of the divine consciousness caused by the shattering of the magic sword, he desperately attached all his divine thoughts and wills to the half-cut sword tip whose power was flowing rapidly, and urged the unique true yuan cultivated by the "Oven Refining Heavenly Decision" to the extreme condensation and explosion, and the half-cut sword tip was hidden by the brilliance of the shadow sword like the great sun, and it crossed an arc and killed Mo Xian with a sword!

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