At this moment, a sword roar came from the west, and both Zhongxi Hou and Mo Ming couldn't help but feel pain in their ears. On the other hand, the two of them made movements at the same time, Zhong Xihou stepped on the guardrail on the second floor, and Mo Ming ran to the window against the Qinhuai River.

Zhong Xihou waved his palm, and a gust of wind hit from outside the window, and Mo Ming's body couldn't help but retreat. Then Zhong Xihou grabbed him by the shoulder, and then jumped over the guardrail. But the two did not fall to the first floor, but they rose in the wind. The right hand that Zhongxi Hou vacated made a sword finger again, and with a random wave, a half-moon wind blade broke through the roof of the building, and the moonlight shot straight down.

When he got to the rooftop, Mo Ming was still a little confused, and he didn't understand what was going on at all. Looking at Zhong Xihou again, he never expected this black-faced man's light skills to be so outstanding. But then, before he could exclaim, Zhong Xihou's left hand, which was holding his shoulder, was pressed harder again.

Mo Ming's feet began to lift off the ground, only to feel a strong wind hit, dragging the two of them up. Looking down further, I saw countless red points of light, one after another of different styles of lanterns. looked up at Zhong Xihou with a grim face.

"No need to ask, I'll send you to Mo County!"

The two of them rode the wind, and it was only a few breaths out of Jinling City. Mo Ming didn't dare to look any further, for fear that if Zhong Xihou let go of his hand, he would fall into a piece of flesh and die. But when he thought of something again, he couldn't help but lose his proportions, and even his body moved.

Zhong Xihou was depressed, the art of resisting the wind was not his ability in the first place, and he was already struggling to use it frequently during this time. This Mo Ming is still so dishonest, it is really no different from a burden.

Mo Ming knew that she was out of proportion, and she couldn't help but be embarrassed, but then she hurriedly said: "Master Hou, those eleven swords in the sky ······"

Zhong Xihou frowned slightly, then put his sword finger on the center of his eyebrows, closed his eyes and opened them again, and then shouted. A trace of sword qi emanated, and Mo Ming sensed that something was wrong and began to prepare for defense. But he never expected that the sword qi that would erupt afterwards would pour out like a flood.

Mo Ming only felt pain in her skin, but then those sword qi gradually softened, like a spring breeze passing by.

Zhong Xihou collected the sword qi and simply supported Mo Ming with both hands, so as not to fly too fast and let the Mo family sword master die directly in his hands. didn't wait for Mo Ming to ask anything more, only a dozen "banging" sounds were heard, and then white light flew from the direction of Jinling City.

Ten miles away, it was only a moment, and what Mo Ming saw at the moment was one, two, three, four, a total of twelve spirit swords following behind the two. Not fast or slow, the twelve spirit swords are like tails, following closely, and there is no intention of surpassing.

The Impermanence Sword in his hand also trembled slightly, and then there was a dragon groan of the sword unsheathed, and the Impermanence Sword broke away from the scabbard and followed behind the two of them along with the other twelve swords.

At this point, the thirteen hatreds that lingered like a song gathered again.

Zhong Xihou felt the breath of these thirteen spirit swords, envied in his heart, and teased: "Little junior brother can really be eccentric, if the Impermanence Sword is also in his hand, he will give it to you if he wants to come." I, who is a senior brother, love him so much that even a senior brother and a thank you are extravagant hopes. ”

That full of vinegar made Mo Ming also embarrassed, although he smiled bitterly, but there was only joy in his eyes. He looked at the shortest slender horse on the far left behind him, and he couldn't help but sigh. Obviously, he has already given it away, but now that Zhongxi Hou summoned it at will, this thin horse sword also followed him.

"Where's that sword of your Mo family?"

"It's still in Jinling City. ”

Then Zhongxi Hou grabbed Mo Ming's right hand with a thunderous momentum, and with a slight stroke of his little finger nail, he cut open Mo Ming's little finger and took out a drop of blood. Without waiting for the other party to frown, a cloud of goose yellow sword qi emanated from Zhong Xihou's palm, and that drop of blood evaporated instantly. After more than a dozen gaps, a sword roar that pierced the air was heard, and a black light flew from Jinling City and shot towards Mo Ming.

Mo Ming couldn't help but show joy, his right hand reached out, and with a grab, a sword with a pitch-black body was held in his hand.

From Jinling City to Duhanlou, Zhongxihou didn't spend much time, not to mention that it was just from Jinling City to Moxian at this time.

When I arrived in Mo County, I saw the sky above the direction of Tianshui Villa, and the colorful light was shining. From a distance, it is really easy to mistake it for Tianshui Villa to set off fireworks today.

"Master Hou, maybe faster!"

Mo Ming urged, Zhong Xihou couldn't help but have bitter corners of his mouth, but joked: "You really treat me as a mule pulling a cart?"

Mo Ming's tone was full of apologies, but the anxiety revealed was also true.

"If it weren't for the help of Lord Hou, Mo Ming would have to travel from Jinling City to Mo County, no matter how fast it is, it would have to be half a day. ”

"Steady!"

The words fell, the wind became stronger, Mo Ming only felt pain in her cheeks, and her eyes could not be opened. When the wind cleared, his feet touched the earth, and when he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but feel like a thunderbolt from the sky.

The Tianshui Villa, which had just been built in front of him, was destroyed again. Fortunately, there were no casualties like last time, but in the square not far away, there were many remnants of the short halberds, and I am afraid that the people of the door also resisted and finally gave up.

Looking towards the multicolored light source, there were eight white-clothed people occupying one side, each with a long sword in their hands shooting out a ray of light. The light converged, and in the center, a black dragon seemed to be trapped by a fine iron cable, and had to twist its body constantly, but it could not break free.

The black dragon seemed to smell a familiar smell, and looked sideways at Mo Ming's side over the huge dragon head, and then his eyes were blood-red, and the twisting power instantly added a few points. With a dragon groan, it broke the cage lock forged by the multicolored light. Sogou Library

With the sound of the whistling wind, the black dragon jumped directly in the direction of Mo Ming and Zhong Xihou. The white clothes who happened to block the way of the black dragon were also sad and unlucky, and they were directly pushed by the dragon horns, and a mouthful of black blood spit out and sprayed on the black dragon's eyebrows. The black dragon was displeased, and the dragon's tail swept over, sweeping the white clothes into the sky until they became stars and disappeared.

Zhongxi Hou and Mo Ming felt that even if they joined forces, they would not be able to fight against the black dragon, but if they were cowardly because they couldn't do it, their hearts would collapse. Zhong Xihou reached out and held the axe of Cai Wei, while Mo Ming was the Mo Yu sword in his hand out of the sheath.

"The Wind Dances - The Mirror of the Moonlight!"

"Master's order!"

Each made a great move, and it was a fusion of sword qi. A black wind turned into one ring ruler after another, and then shot towards the black dragon like a rain of arrows from the broken army.

This sword qi black dragon felt familiar, but it was unfamiliar. With a roar, he shot out a stream of black dragon breath from his bloody mouth against the countless black ring rulers.

After all, manpower is not as good as divine power, if it weren't for Zhong Xihou waving his hand and fanning out a strong wind to push Mo Ming away, Mo Ming is afraid that he would have suffered from dragon breath and then die or be disabled.

"The descendants of the White Pivot, you dare to appear in front of me!"

The black dragon was furious, and this attitude was very different from the last time it appeared. The last time this black dragon turned into a human form, he had no killing intent, but this time he was very ruthless, just to take his life.

It is not only Zhongxi Hou and Mo Ming who have to deal with the black dragon, but also those white clothes.

The white-clothed Edgeworth, who had been swept away by the dragon's tail, returned, the blood from the corners of his mouth had been wiped dry, and his eyes were angry and fierce. The feeling that these eight white-clothed people gave to Mo Ming was far from being comparable to those white-clothed immortals last time.

Thinking of the white-clothed hands who almost died last time, and then looking at the eight white-clothed people who are now committing, Mo Ming's sideburns couldn't help but ooze fine sweat. The Mo family, is it really going to be destroyed in their own hands?

On the other hand, Zhong Xihou had nothing to hide, and shouted: "Dancing pheasant!"

An orange glow converged behind Zhong Xihou, gradually turning into a human form, the light dissipated, and the orange-robed woman reappeared. Seeing too many strange things, coupled with the black dragon in front of him and the eight extremely threatening white clothes, Mo Ming had no intention of looking at the orange-robed woman for a long time.

At the same time, he also ignored the aura emanating from the orange-robed woman's body, the incomparably pure sword qi, the unparalleled sword qi in the world.

"Little monkey, you are against these people, and you will only die. ”

Zhong Xihou smiled helplessly, and then said: "I don't want to, but helplessly, who told the little junior brother that he can't let go of this Mo family." ”

The orange-robed woman was also helpless, so she had to turn into a streamer again and merge into the rose-picking axe held by Zhong Xihou. The Rose Axe shone with a dazzling orange light, and for a moment, it looked like a dancing sword.

The eight white clothes did not put Zhongxi Hou and Mo Ming in their eyes at all, and fought against the black dragon wholeheartedly. Eight colored lights shot out again, and this time they no longer converged a little, but the colored light turned into chains, locking the dragon's head, dragon's back, dragon's belly, dragon's tail, and limbs. Then the chain of colored light continued to tighten, and the black dragon roared in pain, and the sound shook the sky, which also made the ears of the people hiding in the shadows of the entire Tianshui Mountain Villa hurt and their brains were about to split.

"You hurt the black dragon, taking advantage of the intentions of these immortals. If you help the black dragon to repel these white clothes, the black dragon will take your life again. Mo Ming, how do you choose?"

Dilemma, Mo Ming's answer was extremely firm, and he said: "I want to kill these immortals, and then seal this evil dragon!"

When Zhong Xihou heard this, he couldn't help but feel that these words were really crazy, but then he laughed jokingly, feeling that this Mo Ming and Yingru Song were worthy of being twin brothers, they were simply two little madmen.

"Since you are arrogant and your brother, then this battle, although life and death are difficult to decide, still have to drip into this troubled water. ”

The Cai Wei axe possessed by the dancing pheasant emitted a dazzling glow, and Zhong Xihou couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but then he was overjoyed. I saw the urging force under the feet of Zhongxi Hou, jumped up, rode the wind, and rushed towards the group of white-clothed people.

Make a sword, "Feiyan returns late"!

The sword moves are sharp, and the purpose is simple, just to kill people. And the object of Zhong Xihou's sword is the white cloth who has been injured. If it is an ordinary person, or a martial arts master, he is injured, and then he is attacked by Zhong Xihou's full sword, and he will be injured if he does not die.

But the immortal is an immortal after all, and a gossip pattern appeared behind him, no matter how Zhong Xihou urged, Cai Wei Axe could not score another half a point.

Zhongxi Hou can resist the wind, but Mo Ming is just a mortal, even if he has a few leaps and bounds, he can't go up to the sky without a focus point. Then he thought of something, and looked at the twelve spirit swords floating around him, and couldn't help but smile.

"The swords of your predecessors, if you have a spirit, today, please help my Mo family!"

Mo Yu swords in Mo Ming's hand picked them up one by one, and those spirit swords couldn't help but fly towards the group of white clothes. He jumped up, stepped on the Impermanence Sword, and then stepped on the Ximing Sword that was suspended higher under his feet. Just take two steps like this, until the position is close to the black dragon and white clothes.

A sword stabbed out, and he shouted angrily: "The Sword Sect of the World!