Wen Tao's figure stood on the No. 2 sword platform.

But the thousands of rotten sword lights did not have the slightest intention of stopping, and rushed towards Mo Wudao with a terrifying aura.

Mo Wudao's face was as usual, with a faint smile on his face.

Let the thousands of sword lights pass through his body.

This sword light is actually just an illusion, and it has no real lethality at all.

But this illusion is extremely realistic, and if it were an ordinary monk, it would not be able to distinguish the difference between the two, and he might fight back.

But in Mo Wudao's eyes, it was just a child's trick.

Wen Tao naturally didn't think that he would scare the other party away with the sword qi illusion alone, or affect the other party's mind.

He just wanted to use these sword lights to make his appearance more gorgeous and magnificent.

"Without further ado, attack me with your strongest sword, and if you defeat me, I will kill myself in front of you on the spot. ”

Mo Wudao's left hand was playing with the top-grade spirit sword, and he said very arrogantly.

Wen Tao of the Infinite Sword Sect sneered.

"This sentence, I also want to say to you, draw your sword!"

Mo Wudao paused with his left hand, held the scabbard and stopped on his left waist, and said with a smile: "If you let me strike first, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to draw your sword." ”

"Hahaha······"

Wen Tao seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, his face was full of confidence, and he said coldly: "Among the monks of the same generation, there is no one who can let me Wen Tao draw his sword first, and there will be no one in the future." ”

"Just a little demon disciple of yours, you deserve to let me draw my sword first, hehe·······"

In the face of the other party's sarcasm, Mo Wudao was not annoyed, but sighed a little helplessly.

"Let me draw my sword first, you don't regret it!"

"If you lose, don't think about it!"

After speaking, the smile on Mo Wudao's face suddenly froze, his eyes were cold, and the lazy and leisurely aura on his body suddenly disappeared.

Instead, a fierce breath!

The sharp sword aura suddenly burst out on his body, spreading out in an instant, enveloping the entire No. 2 Sword Table.

"Shot!"

"Shot, shot, that disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Mo Lan, is going to make a move. ”

The audience immediately cheered.

Eighty percent of these audiences are sword cultivators, so they have the most acute perception of the fierce sword qi on the stage.

"I didn't expect this Mo Lan to hide deeply, this sword momentum, this sharp breath, I'm afraid I have already realized a trace of sword intent. ”

"Sure enough, I came prepared!"

"Dare to challenge the first place in the Wuji Sword Sect, naturally he has the ability, now, you believe him!"

"It's just that the momentum is overwhelming, and the sword hasn't really been released yet, and the outcome is unknown!"

The audience in the audience talked a lot, but they only knew one and didn't know the other.

Wen Tao on the No. 2 sword platform.

But there were earth-shattering waves in my heart.

is also a sword cultivation genius, as soon as the other party's momentum changes, he clearly perceives the other party's strength.

This sword cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Sect was more powerful than he imagined.

Especially since he is now the main target of this sword qi coercion, the audience only perceives the leaking external aura, but he is now facing this fierce momentum alone.

"No, if you don't make a move, you may really not have a chance to make a move. ”

"Damn, where did this guy come from. ”

Wen Tao's head was running wildly, and he made the most accurate judgment almost instantly.

He's going to draw his sword.

Moreover, you have to use your strongest sword to directly suppress or even kill the other party.

The mind moves with his heart, his body moves at will, and the sword moves with him, almost instinctively, Wen Tao's right hand is on the hilt of the sword.

Under this compelling pressure, Wen Tao, a disciple of the Infinite Sword Sect, actually entered a wonderful sword realm.

At this moment, he can completely master his spirit sword!

The spirit sword is like his body, without the slightest barrier and obstacle, and the spiritual power in his body flows in the dantian and meridians, which has never been smoother.

In the sea of knowledge, the complicated thoughts were gone, and all that was left was the sword in his hand and the opponent on the opposite side.

"Man and sword are one!"

In the luxurious attic, several masters, including Elder Lei, showed ecstasy on their faces.

God is on their side.

Wen Tao, when he actually made a move, he naturally entered the realm of 'human and sword unity', and in this realm, his attack power will be multiplied.

Wen Tao's sword qi will be more powerful than usual!

If Wen Tao's chance of winning was eighty percent before, then now, there is a twelve percent chance of winning.

While in ecstasy, the master of the Tribulation Period quietly frowned.

Being able to force Wen Tao into this realm, this challenger from the Heavenly Demon Sect is not a small pressure.

"I just don't know if he can block the strongest sword under the blessing of Wen Tao's sword unity. ”

On the sword platform, Mo Wudao was also stunned.

"What's going on, how did you enter the state of human and sword unity, this luck is too good!"

"Haha!"

In the midst of knowing the sea, Aya'er gloated, and then said sympathetically: "He is lucky, but the result will make him more painful." ”

The corners of Mo Wudao's mouth also raised a strange arc.

Indeed, even if the opponent's attack was ten times stronger, it would not be able to damage the early stage sword immortal of the Sword Soul Realm, who had already refined the soul of life.

"Is that really good?"

Mo Wudao owed Chao Aya'er said: "No matter how proud and confident he is, he can easily defeat him, this kid will really not have a psychological shadow in the future, and then collapse?"

"Hehe, master brother, when have you been so kind!"

"I've always been a good boy with kindness, okay!"

These conversations were completed in the sea of knowledge in an instant.

And Wen Tao on the other side, with the blessing of the realm of human and sword integration, brewed his strongest blow.

"Slash!"

With Wen Tao's roar, a sword light that was brilliant and dazzling enough to flash a blind person's eyes slashed out of his hand.

This dazzling sword light is not only gorgeous, but also powerful!

This sword, the sharp sword intent, seems to be able to split even the sky, gorgeous and powerful.

"That's it?"

The corners of Mo Wudao's mouth hung with a thick disdain, and he snorted coldly, "Fancy in flowers!"

With that, he took a small step forward with his right foot.

Draw your sword in your right hand.

Then, put away your sword!

Finally, retract your right foot.

This series of actions was almost in the blink of an eye, and many people with low cultivation didn't even see whether he was moving or not?

Drawn or not?

But then, a shocking and confusing scene happened.

On the No. 2 sword platform, Wen Tao's gorgeous and powerful strongest sword seemed to be stopped by an invisible sword aura.

Then, it was cut off from the middle and torn apart, as if glass had shattered to the ground.

"Click!"

The sword light shattered, and the terrifying energy overflowed, piercing the enchantment prohibitions around the sword platform several times one after another.

"Impossible!".

With unbelievable despair on his face, Wen Tao snorted and flew out from the No. 2 sword platform.

In the air, a trail of bright red blood was scattered.