A knife pierced through the air, and the blade emitted a little golden light in the light of the setting sun, heading towards the ink elder.

Fan Wenxuan's knife was a few points faster than just now.

It's really moving...

Mo Jue thought silently in his heart, and then concentrated, and the long sword swung out, blocking the sword.

But this knife looks powerful and heavy, but in fact it is light and fluttering, and the ink is not good.

It's a false move!

As soon as the thought came out, Mo Jue received a hammer from Fan Wenxuan.

"Knock~"

A muffled sound came, and Mo Jue was dizzy when he was smashed, but he was not to be outdone, and smashed his backhand on Fan Wenxuan's face.

Unexpectedly, Fan Wenxuan also had the same idea as him, and also smashed a fist on Mo Jue's face.

The two of them were in pain, raised their legs again, and gave each other a kick.

Mo Jue took several steps back, only to feel a tingling in his chest.

On the other hand, Fan Wenxuan on the other side was not very comfortable, and there was a dark shoe print on his robe.

Wisps of spiritual energy floated in, condensing on Fan Wenxuan's knife, and after a while, there was a little golden light on the knife body, and from a distance, there was a sense of sharpness.

Is this attaching spiritual power to the weapon to enhance the sharpness of the weapon?

Mo Jue secretly said in his heart, and couldn't help but become solemn, he knew that Fan Wenxuan was serious.

After Fan Wenxuan attached the aura to the sword, he didn't move, just looked at him quietly, as if waiting for something.

Mo Jue naturally knew Fan Wenxuan's thoughts, but at this moment, he hadn't even learned the exercises, so he couldn't think that he would generally control this aura to attach to the weapon.

He could only smile bitterly, and rushed forward with his sword, and the blade of the sword was towards Fan Wenxuan's shoulder.

"Tsk. ”

Fan Wenxuan pursed his lips, he was very dissatisfied with Mo Jue's reaction, the evil sword in his hand held Mo Jue's sword, and the other hand reached out and grabbed the other party's collar and pulled it behind him.

Mo Jue lost his balance the moment he was forced, and staggered forward, and before he could come back to his senses, Fan Wenxuan smashed his back with the handle of his knife.

A stream of spiritual power poured into Mo Jue's body through his back, wantonly destroying.

Fan Wenxuan directly made Mo Jue fall to the ground this time, and he couldn't get up again.

"Mo Jue, do you look down on me..."

Fan Wenxuan put a knife against Mo Jue's neck and asked angrily.

In his opinion, Mo Jue didn't do his best at all, he was just dealing with himself. The arrogant Fan Wenxuan felt that he had been insulted, how could he not be angry.

"Ahem.."

Mo Jue on the ground coughed up a mouthful of bright red, Fan Wenxuan showed no mercy at all, he was really ruthless, and after receiving this blow, Mo Jue was directly injured internally.

Listening to the other party's words, even if Mo Jue had the heart to argue, but he couldn't say anything, couldn't he tell him that it was not his own power?

Don't say that Fan Wenxuan believes it or not, Mo Jue himself is still doubting, not to mention that Mo Jue is still a teenager, he always has a very strange sense of victory and defeat, and he is unwilling to admit defeat like this.

"I know you heard, help me again..."

Mo Jue muttered, of course this was not said to Fan Wenxuan, but to the black pupil Mo Jue in his body, he had seen a mirror in the dark space, and he could observe the situation in the outside world.

And the black pupil Mo Jue himself said that he knew all the things that Mo Jue had been encountering, so he could be sure that the other party could hear his words.

As soon as the words fell, Mo Jue felt a trace of coolness surging from his body, driving out the spiritual power left by Fan Wen Xuanmi, and then Mo Jue's consciousness sank into the dark space.

There, Mo Jue saw the black eyes Mo Jue sitting on the ground, bound by chains, and smiled at him, as if all this was expected by him.

It's just that before Mo Jue could say anything, his consciousness returned to the blade.

The surrounding aura surged, converging around Mo Jue, forming chains of blue light, waving in the air.

Fan Wenxuan was wondering what Mo Jue was muttering there, when a chain suddenly appeared on his body, whipping him out and smashing him into a tree.

Standing up slowly, Fan Wenxuan looked at Mo Jue who was wrapped in blue light, his eyes flashed with excitement, he had heard Qin Dang say earlier that Mo Jue's changes in Hongshou City were exactly the same as the current situation.

Then he put on an offensive posture and concentrated on looking for Mo Jue's flaws, but although the flying chains did not continue to attack Fan Wenxuan, they also guarded Mo Jue's side tightly, and he couldn't find a chance at all.

The change of Mo Jue was not limited to this, a trace of black light suddenly appeared in the blue light, and most of the blue light was eroded in just an instant, and a chill spread out, disturbing the surrounding aura.

Between the alternation of blue light and black light, Mo Jue slowly stood up, and complex patterns appeared on Mo Jue's face, but they did not look abrupt at all, as if they were born engraved on his face.

Although it was dusk at this time, Mo Jue's eyes were dark, as if he was in the middle of the night. A chill lingered around him, invisible, but clearly perceivable by Mo.

Under the influence of the chill, Mo Jue's heart was surprisingly calm, as if nothing happened to him, and as soon as his mind moved, his spiritual sense spread out, and a colorful world formed in his heart, and everything around him was in Mo Jue's perception.

Fan Wenxuan's slightly undulating chest, the air flow exhaled, and even the spiritual energy in his body penetrated through his body, and the trajectory of the spiritual energy attached to the weapon between heaven and earth was clearly visible in Mo Jue's eyes.

This is the first time that Mo Jue has felt this power in a sober state, but there is no strangeness at all, everything is extremely proficient,

"Is this the power I should have..."

Mo Jue muttered in his mouth, and one after another aura was pulled and attached to the Evil Sword. The blade of the sword became pitch black in the blink of an eye, and a fallen leaf fell on it, and in just an instant, it was frozen, falling to the ground and shattering.

Fan Wenxuan was surprised to find that the way Mo Jue condensed the aura was exactly the same as him, the only difference was that the light of the aura was different.

"Oh, as you wish. ”

Before he could recover from the shock, Mo Jue suddenly raised his head, said with a chuckle, and disappeared in front of Fan Wenxuan's eyes the next moment.

Fan Wenxuan's heart suddenly became alarmed, and he turned around and slashed down, but was stopped halfway.

Mo Jue grabbed Fan Wenxuan's wrist with one hand, and a chill eroded up, and in just a moment, a layer of frost climbed up Fan Wenxuan's arm, who was startled, and quickly broke free from Mo Jue's arm and retreated.

Although he had been mentally prepared, the changes in Mo Jue completely exceeded Fan Wenxuan's expectations, and those dark eyes looked at him quietly, without any mood fluctuations, and the strength before and after the changes were completely like two different people.

And Mo Jue was not as calm as he appeared on the surface, a vicious thought was breeding in his heart, at this moment, he actually had a killing intent towards Fan Wenxuan, the kind of killing intent that he couldn't suppress.

It was like falling into a deep pool, and the endless darkness gradually eroded the ink, and even if he struggled with all his might, he could only fall deeper and deeper in this darkness.

As the last bit of blue light dissipated, Mo Jue finally sank into the darkness, and the killing intent suddenly rose, and the chill beside him continued to condense towards the sword, and finally merged into the sword.

The chill around him dissipated without a trace, Fan Wenxuan not only did not let go, but became more and more nervous, an invisible killing intent surrounded him, as an assassin of Feiyu Country for so long, Fan Wenxuan did not know how many people he had killed, and he was most familiar with this kind of aura.

Mo Jue really wanted to kill him!

Usually he fights with each other, although it is dangerous everywhere, but the two still have a tacit understanding to stay together, so they are not worried about the danger of their lives, but Mo Jue feels different to Fan Wenxuan at the moment, it is really a feeling of leaving no room for nothing.

Restraining the chill does not mean that Mo Jue intends to stop there, the fact is completely opposite, Mo Jue is all the chill on the sword body, hiding it. Once it broke out, the power was even more powerful, and Fan Wenxuan was not sure about the next step at all.

It's just that because of Mo Jue's blow just now, Fan Wenxuan didn't even see Mo Jue's trajectory, if it weren't for the intuition he had cultivated over the years, I am afraid that Mo Jue's attack had arrived, and Fan Wenxuan had just reacted.

"Hey..."

Mo Jue grinned and smiled at Fan Wenxuan, and then Mo Jue stretched out his hand and waved, and a blue sword qi flew out,

The speed of the sword qi was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was in front of Fan Wenxuan, seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Fan Wenxuan could only hold the knife in front of him to resist.

Unexpectedly, the sword qi hit the sword body, and there was no expected force, but it collapsed everywhere, and finally swept past Fan Wenxuan's ears like a breeze.

This fierce sword qi was just a false move, and Fan Wenxuan didn't see it, and crashed straight into Mo Jue's trap.

At this time, Fan Wenxuan wanted to retract his strength, but it was too late, a touch of white suddenly appeared in his sight, and then a black sword stabbed towards his heart, Fan Wenxuan couldn't dodge, so he could only turn sideways in embarrassment, hoping to avoid this sword.

'Tear~'

The long sword passed under Fan Wenxuan's ribs, making a cut in his robe.

Fan Wenxuan's heart was ruthless, and when the old power of Mo Jue had not gone and the new power was not born, he slashed away.

The Evil Exterminator Knife cut through the air and went straight to Mo Jue, but as soon as he took out the knife, a huge force came from his waist, and the whole person was kicked out by Mo Jue, smashing several trees before falling to the ground.

Before Fan Wenxuan could recover his strength, a pitch-black long sword fell from above and stuck on the ground not far from him, and a ray of black light spread out, accompanied by a piercing chill.

It was obviously summer, but Fan Wenxuan felt like he was in a cold winter at this moment, and a layer of frost condensed on the ground, and finally spread to his body.

"Blazing Style!

Just when Fan Wenxuan was about to give up, something happened suddenly: a voice came from above, and then a figure fell in front of Fan Wenxuan, and when the long sword waved, a flame generated out of thin air around Fan Wenxuan, blocking the cold to the outside.