Washing the deer sword wire is erratic, flickering before and after, flickering left and right, and doing everything possible to change. Park Tianwei ignored it, lowered his eyes, and didn't even look at it. Seeing him so big, Mo Anchuan was at a loss in his heart, his brows furrowed slightly, and with a wave of his fingers, he urged the second strand of sword wire, echoing each other, and snatched into front of Park Tianwei.

The gray strange insect suddenly raised its head, as if the gluttony smelled the deliciousness, one end split into two wisps, like a small mouth, tried its best to suck it, washed the deer sword silk body involuntarily sent forward, was bitten by it, swallowed inch by inch into the belly, desperately struggling, twisting and swinging for a moment, and desperately whipping the opponent for a while, but there was no way to get rid of it, and finally it was devoured.

Mo Anchuan was shocked, stretched out his hand and made a move, wanting to take back the remaining wisp of sword wire, but it was already half a beat slower, the strange insect seemed to have a great supplement, full of energy, jumped forward, bit the sword wire in one bite, dragged it with a drag, and sucked it into his stomach like eating noodles.

Sword wire to sword wire, strength and weakness, there is no trick. Mo Anchuan's face was extremely ugly, the sword silk of the deer was good at changes, but he couldn't escape the strange insects to suck at will, the nightmare he was most worried about became a reality, Park Tianwei had the confidence to be so big, could it be that with a wave of the sword to ward off evil, it was not the sword wire that was released, but the sword spirit that had been opened?

"It's ...... Evil Sword Spirit?" Mo Anchuan's voice was extremely bitter, and he lost face in front of everyone, and he disobeyed Park Tianwei on the spur of the moment, but it was a catastrophe.

Swallowing two strands of sword wire, the strange insect swelled up a little, its head and eyes were blurred, and it had a little appearance, but it was still not satisfied, and nodded at Mo Anchuan again and again, as if it was still unsatisfied. Mo Anchuan was secretly vigilant, and his heart sank, suspecting that Park Tianwei would kill him.

There was silence in the hall of the second phase, and all eyes were on the gray strange insect, whether it was the legendary sword spirit or not, and whether Park Tianwei had taken that step or not, no one dared to say.

Ding Yuan stepped on half a step and stood behind his senior brother, he was simple-minded, "outside the sword, there is nothing long", only the senior brother was looking forward, and at this moment he saw him falling behind, and couldn't help but be eager to try.

Park Tianwei did have the heart of prestige, raised his eyes and glanced at Ding Yuan, "Elder Ding is willing to give it a try?"

Ding Yuan thought for a while and said, "Try it, you have to be careful-" He took out the Seven Virtues Sword from the sword bag, waved it casually, and the blade of the sword moved an inch, "Hum-" A sword roared, the strong wind rose in the hall, Mo Anchuan was close at hand, his right arm trembled, and the Buddha's hand stone sword was taken by the sound of the sword, and the five fingers flicked straight suddenly, and he lost control for a moment.

The Seven Virtues Sword of the junior brother has been cultivated to this kind of Cheng dù?

Ding Yuan walked out from behind his senior brother, and chattered and said: "This sword is made by my Kunlun ancestor with persimmon wood, persimmon has seven virtues, one tree has many longevity, two leaves have more shade, three no bird's nest, four less insects, five frost leaves can be played, six guests can eat, seven fallen leaves are thick, so it is called the Seven Virtues Sword." Among the five elements, the gold lord kills, the wood master grows, and the Seven Virtue Sword is very different from the ordinary hardware flying sword......"

Mo Anchuan interrupted him and said, "Senior brother, stop nagging, if you want to make a move, don't say a word!"

Ding Yuan smiled and said: "Persimmon has seven virtues, and the wood master grows." The Seven Virtues Sword was shocked, and in an instant, the flying sword disintegrated into countless cyan sword wires, flying all over the sky, intertwining into an impermeable cage, trapping the strange insects in it.

He cultivates the Qing Ming Jue, as soon as he makes a move, it is the "Fan Cage", the Qing Ming Jue is the first of the four tricks in Kunlun, all-encompassing, "Shooting the Sun" to drive the sword, "Splitting the Sky" to drive the sword, "Thousand Blades" to drive the sword qi, "Fan Cage" to drive the sword wire, it is said that the practice to the depths of difficulty, with the sword to break the sword, with the sword to break the sword qi, with the sword to break the sword silk, far better than other sword tricks.

Ding Yuan didn't have so much thought about Mo Anchuan, he really just saw the hunting heart and tried the sword, and the "Fan Cage" went towards the strange insects turned into sword wires, and there was no intention of hurting people. Pu Tianwei knew that among the three of Mo, Ding, and Shi, Ding Yuanxiu was the highest, and if he could be defeated, the dust would settle in the two-phase hall today. It's just that whether he can do it or not, he can't help it.

The inconspicuous strange insect is called "Tianlu", it is really the sword spirit of the evil sword, but the sword spirit has spirituality, and often does its own thing, and does not listen to the call, this point is just look at Qingming, and steal the pill of the Ziyang Daoist as a snack every other day, and he will sneak down the mountain to play when he has the opportunity...... He had only broken through the Sword Spirit Level not long ago, and he didn't have much control over "Tianlu" at all.

Tianlu was trapped in the cage of the green sword silk, like a mouse falling into a rice tank, opened his mouth and ate a happy one, a wisp of the green sword silk disappeared in its mouth, watching it swell at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually appeared the appearance of a woman, with horns on her head, naked, a deer body under the umbilicus, four hooves of wind, advancing and retreating like electricity.

Ding Yuan shook his head, the Qingying sword silk is indestructible, even if the Seven Virtue Sword is not known for its sharpness, it will not fall into such a situation, the only thing that can use the sword silk as food in the mouth is the sword spirit.

For a while, Mo Anchuan was discouraged, he stretched out his hand and pressed on Ding Yuan's shoulder, and sighed: "Senior brother, stop it, let's admit defeat!"

Ding Yuan has always obeyed his senior brother's words, and immediately urged the Qing Ming Jue to take back all the sword wires and put them together into a seven-virtue sword, from the tip to the handle, it was incomplete, and it was obviously not lightly damaged.

Mo Anchuan straightened his clothes, stepped forward, bowed and saluted, and said abruptly: "Imperial Sword Sect Mo has seen the head of the Pu sect, atonement for his sins!" He bent down and hung his head, waiting for the head to deal with it, and did not stand up straight.

Pu Tianwei put the evil sword on Tianlu's horn a little, withdrew the sword spirit, looked at Mo Anchuan for a long time, suddenly smiled, and said, "Elder Mo doesn't need to be polite, please get up." ”