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Mo Xin smiled, his hands hung slightly, his black robe swayed gently, and the whole person seemed to be full of confidence, and he was in a hurry to make a move.

Zhao Jiuge's expression was much calmer, unfazed, and his dark eyes were like a calm lake, but the difference was that the surface of the 'Cold Shadow' sword body held tightly in his hand occasionally circulated a bright light, glowing with edge.

The hideousness of the best spirit weapon finally began to show after Zhao Jiuge stepped into the Yuanying realm, after all, the best spirit weapon is also hard to find, and the refining is also very important to the right time, place and people.

The two of them are both monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant Realm, and they are both disciples of the Holy Land, although Zhao Jiu Gegui is the chief disciple, but Mo Xin's status is not bad, and he was also the chief candidate at the beginning, but he was finally made by Xuzhu.

Everyone around watched this scene quietly, and even the atmosphere didn't dare to come out, the field was silent, even if a needle fell at the moment, I am afraid it could be heard clearly, which is rare in the lively and prosperous Anshui City, after all, the usual Anshui City is extremely noisy, and all kinds of sounds are endless.

At this moment, even the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect and the people of the Cheng family were all looking at the scene in front of them intently, now it was already a battle for the Holy Land, Cheng Lihong wanted to see if the Wandao Sect was worthy of their Cheng family's follow-up investment, and those disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect wanted to see if Zhao Jiuge, the chief disciple who had not yet been recognized by them, could still turn the tide in front of the top disciples of other holy lands.

A smile, like a spring breeze, warms people's hearts, but under this warmth, there is an extremely cold and cold.

A wave is unfazed, seemingly unremarkable, but it seems to be a sudden in a storm.

The two sides stood still, maintaining this posture, and some people around them who wanted to see the excitement were already waiting a little impatiently, secretly thinking about why they didn't do it yet.

And those who have cultivated to a high level and have a broader horizon understand that the contest between the two has already come out, and the moment they release their spiritual power, it has already begun, and now both of them are gathering momentum, and whoever falls into the disadvantage with their momentum will be the beginning of the other party's hand-to-hand blow.

After only a moment, Zhao Jiuge frowned, because he already felt that something was wrong, but where was wrong, he couldn't say the specifics, but when Zhao Jiuge saw the imperceptible smile in Mo Xin's eyes, he immediately decided to take the lead, although this is a loss, but judging from the performance just now, he knows that Mo Xin is insidious and cunning, and the current situation is not so natural that there is nothing good.

"Bang. ”

A sword aura suddenly came out, with a bright light, the first time they met, Zhao Jiu Ge was just a tentative blow, although he knew in his heart that this sword had no effect on Mo Xin, but now at least he had to break this peace.

"Hehe, you just found out, but it's too late. ”

Seeing Zhao Jiuge's reaction, Mo Xin couldn't help but laugh out loud, a little rampant and a little proud, and then his own spiritual power began to explode.

With the explosion of Mo Xin's own spiritual power, I saw a violent spiritual power fluctuation suddenly erupt in the air, and then a gray mist floated out, permeating the void.

And Zhao Jiuge was in this gray fog, when he felt this gray mist, Zhao Jiuge's face changed slightly, because after he touched these gray mist, the spiritual power in his body began to slowly stagnate.

Thinking of the identity of Moxin's poisoner, Zhao Jiuge suddenly understood, I'm afraid that if he continued to drag on just now, he almost caught Moxin's way, this Moxin didn't seem to have done anything, in fact, he had already started to prepare, but Zhao Jiuge only realized now, and it was not as late as Moxin said.

The spiritual power in the body operated wildly, although there was a slight gray mist in the body, but it did not affect the exertion of Zhao Jiuge's own spiritual power, a spiritual power with cold smoke flowed in Zhao Jiuge's body, and the gray smoke remaining in the body was frozen in an instant, and then his own spiritual power was running rapidly at one time, like a tide.

At this time, the sword released by Zhao Jiuge earlier had already rushed to Mo Xin's face, whether it was a spirit array master or a poison master, although the power exerted was a geometric multiple explosion, but there was a common weakness, that is, the physical body was too weak, and it would take some time to prepare for casting the spell.

As for those cultivators who cultivated the Dao Fa, although their physical bodies were also relatively fragile, at least all kinds of Dharma methods emerged one after another, so that they would not fall to the point of being caught off guard by an attack.

So Zhao Jiuge just made a move to test Moxin's methods, after all, he didn't know much about some of the methods of this mysterious poisoner, the monks fought with each other, and sometimes the cultivation might be lower than others, but because of the special means, others were defenseless, and maybe they could win by surprise.

I thought that Mo Xin would be in a hurry, but soon it was Zhao Jiuge's turn to be surprised, only to see that when the sharp sword qi was less than five or six meters away from Mo Xin, Mo Xin pinched it with one hand, and a violent spiritual power erupted in his hand, and then with a flick, a strange pale green aura emerged.

With the flick of Mo Xin's fingers, this pale green aura suddenly shot towards the sword qi.

"Whew..."

A galloping sound of breaking the wind resounded, and suddenly the pale green aura seemed to be contaminated with the surface of the sword qi, and with just one breath, the pale green aura on the surface of the sword qi became richer, and then the entire sharp sword aura became illusory, and finally it was directly corroded, and it was corroded completely before it reached Mo Xin's body.

Zhao Jiuge was secretly surprised when he looked at this scene, he didn't expect this ink heart to use spiritual power to such an extent, feeling the attribute fluctuations in the ink spiritual power, coupled with the background of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect, Zhao Jiuge didn't need to think about it to know that the ink heart must have been quenched in the poisonous spiritual vein.

But since he has already done it, Zhao Jiuge will naturally not be indecisive, now he represents the face of the entire Xuantian Sword Sect, no matter what, he has to win Mo Xin, and even take the opportunity to kill Mo Xin, this kind of fair competition, even if there are casualties, it is not easy for others to say anything, in the past, the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect died in the hands of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

The blue-white aura flashed, Zhao Jiuge's eyes became sharp, and the momentum of the whole person changed completely, changing from the previous waves, the whole person was like a sword that had just come out of the sheath, revealing its edge.

With Zhao Jiuge's waving, the 'Cold Darkness' in his hand brought up a large phantom, and one after another sword qi burst out directly, from beginning to end of the movement to flow water, with himself as the center, the sword qi shot out everywhere around, and the aura was gorgeous, so that some sword cultivators sighed to themselves when they saw it, with the performance of this hand, Zhao Jiuge, the chief disciple, deserved his name.