Time returned to the time when the formation of the Listening Tide Pavilion was first broken, and the sword guards poured into the mountain gate of the Listening Tide Pavilion and fought with the monks of the Listening Tide Pavilion head-on, and the battle in the air had also reached a white-hot stage.

Mo Fan is also extremely difficult against Wang Junxia, who turned over the hole cards, and he is still the most basic set of swordsmanship.

At this moment, Mo Fan didn't dare to fight Wang Junxia head-on, so he could only dodge.

Wang Junxia came into the sky, and the shadow of the spear followed, covering Mo Fanzhou's body up and down.

Monks of their realm can completely pull the distance away, and their spiritual powers can be released, and they can completely achieve the purpose of fighting the enemy.

A very small number of monks will resort to the kind of head-to-head combat that pulls the distance very close.

The monks practiced the law of the world, and they were already extremely fragile, so monks of their realm rarely faced the enemy head-on.

Either it is the kind of body protector who has a special supernatural ability, or it is a body cultivation with a strong body, or it means that this monk has risen to the heart of fighting to the death together!

The long-range strike of the supernatural power, with a wide coverage and long distance, can completely avoid frontal contact, and can also avoid its own fragile defects.

On the other hand, a long-distance and large-scale blow from the divine power will also greatly disperse its own spiritual energy!

The same spiritual energy is output, and it is turned into a palm-sized strike point, and a hit point several feet large, and the spiritual energy hit is naturally different.

Therefore, the cultivation world has also given birth to such a consensus, after hearing the realm of knowledge, the monks have mastered the skills of flying in the sky, mastered the magical power of spiritual energy, and will choose hand-to-hand combat, most of them represent desperate!

Countless gun shadows fell like raindrops, and Mo Fan was also too busy to take care of himself, and he complained bitterly in his heart.

He could only try to avoid the deadly spots, and let the shadow of the gun fall on some inconsequential parts.

Wang Junxia's face was overjoyed, and he saw that Mo Fan had been slightly injured, which showed that the two of them were both monks in the early stage of the True Realm Realm, and the gap in combat power had not yet reached the point where they could not fight.

Wang Junxia took advantage of the situation to pursue, and fought with Mo Fan in one place, and every head-on encounter swayed bursts of overflowing spiritual energy, rolling up gusts of wind, and setting off a circle of extremely powerful shock waves.

"Bell..."

Another exchange, Mo Fan was shocked again, he couldn't stop Wang Junxia at this moment, or Wang Junxia, who forcibly improved himself regardless of attrition.

Wang Junxia couldn't help but feel angry when he saw that Mo Fan couldn't match him, but he actually used that set of spirit-level swordsmanship!

"I have already used forbidden supernatural powers to strengthen myself regardless of my physical injuries, and you are still that set of spiritual-level supernatural powers?

He never thought that maybe Mo Fan really only knew this set of swordsmanship?

Because this is too unbelievable, a monk who knows the truth realm can only have a set of spiritual-level supernatural powers?

Wang Junxia took it for granted that Mo Fan had just been hiding, or that this person thought that there was no need to expose too much information to deal with himself.

Wang Junxia couldn't help but say angrily: "You are young, so arrogant! I see how long your spirit-level swordsmanship can last?"

Arrogance? Mo Fan is really not such a person, he does know this set of spirit-level swordsmanship, although it is unbelievable, but it is true!

The shadow of the gun was overwhelming, like a storm, and Mo Fan had nowhere to dodge!

A long sword flew out of the Sumeru ring, surrounding Mo Fan's body, and the long sword seemed to have an autonomous consciousness, constantly surrounding the body, blocking the shadows of the spears containing powerful spiritual energy.

The long sword handles that flew out were all above the name level, and none of them were mortal, and there was a treasure-level long sword among them!

The sword is two and a half feet long, light blue throughout, and the gauntlet is carved with a coiled dragon surrounding.

Those spirit weapon-level long swords simply couldn't withstand too powerful spiritual energy, or the texture was not as good as the spear in Wang Junxia's hand.

The raindrop-like shadow of the spear fell on the long sword, shattered to the touch, damaged by the rubbing, and the dense shadow of the spear fell in an instant, destroying hundreds of spirit-level long swords in an instant.

A spirit-level long sword may not be too much of a loss for Mo Fan, but the loss of dozens or hundreds of swords will also require a lot of energy and resources for him to get it together again!

Mo Fan is not a monk with a great cause, and now that so many long swords have been destroyed in one fell swoop, how can he not feel distressed?

He gathered so many long swords, naturally it was not because of some weird collecting habit, but because of other effects.

Mo Fan couldn't wait to scold: This thing, destroyed so many spiritual weapons, how many spirit coupons do I have to waste before I can replenish them back??

It's just rude!

Mo Fan looked at Wang Junxia, who had used forbidden supernatural powers to improve his realm despite his own injuries, and he couldn't help but say: "Everyone is a monk who knows the true realm, and they are all decent people, so can't there be a decent way to play?"

Wang Junxia sneered: "You Heavenly Domain cultivators are all decent people, I can let you die very decently!"

The shadow of the spear struck again, and in an instant, dozens of long swords shattered, turned into countless fragments, and exploded in all directions, if the texture was slightly worse, even the fragments were not left, and they turned directly into powder.

Mo Fan tried his best to control the long sword around his body, and after blocking the sword shadow, he withdrew the Sumeru Ring again, this kind of loss, he really can't withstand it!

Only the pale blue sword was left, floating in front of Mo Fan.

Wang Junxia looked at the scene of hundreds of long swords, surrounding Mo Fan, and was also quite frightened, the monk who knew the true realm, and at the same time controlled a dozen or so spiritual weapons, two or three treasures, and a magic weapon, it was almost to the limit.

Although he kept talking big words, he still didn't dare to see Mo Fan clearly in his heart.

Mo Fan, this kid, was able to control hundreds of spiritual weapons at the same time, which was really extraordinary and amazing.

Wang Junxia was only stunned for a moment, and then rushed towards Mo Fan again, his supernatural powers appeared, and the image of a swimming dragon rose all over his body.

The tip of the spear was the dragon's head, and it slammed straight into the suspended Mo Fan.

Mo Fan shook his head and sighed, "Why do you have to share life and death? You heard that Chao Pavilion categorically can't stop the pace of the Heavenly Domain, so it's better to throw yourself into the Heavenly Domain, or leave the Heavenly Domain." ”

"At least this way, I can save my life!"

Along with it, Mo Fan was unhurried, and slowly stretched out his hand and held it on top of the light blue Longyuan sword.

The moment his hand was on the sword, the momentum of the whole person completely changed, just like the king of the world, looking down on everything!

It is still the same set of spirit-level swordsmanship supernatural powers, but the spiritual energy wrapped in it is not at all something that a cultivator in the early stage of the Truth Realm can emit!

A sword was swung out, and the light blue of Baizhang was condensed, and it slashed straight at Wang Junxia!

Wang Junxia also felt the extraordinary power of this hundred-zhang sword shadow, and the spear wrapped in the dragon phantom and himself crashed into that sword shadow!

The sword shadow is a hundred feet long, and the spiritual energy has been dispersed to every inch, although the overall area is large, and the killing range is wide, but it is impossible to condense all the spiritual energy into a point, this kind of large-scale divine power is only suitable for torturing and killing monks who are lower than their own realm, and it is absolutely impossible to match the monks of the same realm!

Although this move is extraordinary, it is nothing more than that, it looks scary!

The hundred-zhang-long sword shadow collided with the one-zhang-sized swimming dragon, and the scene was not as Wang Junxia imagined, and the sword shadow was not shattered by the traveling dragon!

On the contrary, the Dragon Phantom was actually smashed into pieces, and Wang Junxia's whole person was also knocked away, slamming into the hill on the side of Tingchao Pavilion.

"Boom!!"

The violent impact was like a landslide and the ground cracked, and Wang Junxia's whole person was deeply embedded in the mountain.

The violent impact was accompanied by a huge force, startling countless birds on the mountain, and the beasts that were a little closer were directly shattered by the aftermath, and countless boulders rolled down because of the strong vibration caused by the impact.

Mo Fan still used that set of spirit-level swordsmanship supernatural powers, a monk in the early stage of the True Realm actually emitted a spiritual energy comparable to the middle and late stages, how shocking!

All this is just because he changed a sword!

Weapons have always been used to release spiritual energy, and how powerful the spiritual energy can be released is how much spiritual energy can be released through the weapon in the hand.

All carriers have a common feature, that is, the stronger the person who uses it, the stronger the power of the carrier can be exerted!

A truly strong man, even if he carries a wooden branch in his hand, can defeat the weak man of my sharp weapon.

Of course, this is just a metaphor, and weapons are also a very important factor in real battles.

Psionic energy can strengthen the power of psionic energy through the formation patterns on supernatural powers and weapons, but the power of enhancement is extremely limited.

The power of Mo Fan's move is almost doubled!

Wang Junxia was slashed down by one move, and Mo Fan also seemed to have been hollowed out of all his aura by this sword, and the whole person fell staggeringly.

Mo Fan's first reaction was not to check Wang Junxia's situation, but after taking a pill in a hurry, he immediately got busy up and down.

His first reaction after he fell was to look for the long swords that were shot down by Wang Junxia and scattered on the ground!

If Wang Junxia saw this scene, he would definitely spit blood out of anger: I am a monk who knows the truth, and I am the absolute core of a sect, and my attraction is ...... The attraction of the Sumeru ring in my hand is not as good as a few broken swords??

You Mo Fan is also a monk who knows the truth realm, second only to the existence of the peeping heaven realm, and you are so shabby and slammering, you can only have a set of spiritual-level swordsmanship.

After facing the enemy, the first reaction is to clean up the battlefield, is to collect scattered spiritual weapons? It is simply a disgrace to the monks who know the true realm!!

Mo Fan ignored Wang Junxia embedded in the mountain, and he didn't know whether to say that he was confident or arrogant.

After he finished collecting the scattered swords, the battle in the Tingchao Pavilion was almost over, and the time at this moment happened to be sunset.

Mo Fan released his divine sense, covering the entire hill where the Listening Tide Pavilion was located, and he could feel that there were still some fish that had slipped through the net, and they were still fleeing in panic.

He muttered in a low voice: "The monks of the Listening Tide Pavilion, without exception, are all fighting to the death, and those who are on the run should be the bugs of the Night Shadow Villa......"

What surprised him was that outside the Tingchao Pavilion Mountain Gate, there were two people rushing in the direction of the Tingchao Pavilion Mountain Gate.

Mo Fan also noticed the battle between Lian Shixin and the sword guard, and also noticed Lian Shixin's suicidal attack, but he only frowned slightly, so he didn't pay attention.

Because in this battlefield, there are countless people and things happening, like "the heart of the world".

Mo Fan is from the lowest sword guard, all the way to the current status and realm, he doesn't know how many battles he has experienced, how many people have seen the tragic state of death, and how many will crushed by death have been seen.

There are very few monks who can see death as if they were at home.

The monk has great power, but also a broader vision and a wider view of the world.

It is precisely because they have seen more that they will not be easily controlled by others, and they will not be easily controlled by a few words of "imperial power" and "destiny of heaven", and they will lose the ability to think independently.

Therefore, in the world of monks, there are very few monks who can abandon their lives, except for those monks who have been raised since childhood, and have instilled a strong sense of family and country, and instilled faithfulness and etiquette.

Or those who have strong beliefs and have a clear purpose.

Most of the monks are extremely life-saving, they are shrewd egoists, and only profit can drive them!

Of course, benefits refer not only to the currency issued by the Gathering Spirit Hall (Gathering Spirit Vouchers), but also to various cultivation resources, various magic weapons and the like.

There are very few monks who are not motivated by interests, but can sacrifice their lives without hesitation.

When he reaches the cultivation realm of Wang Junxia, the next step is already a strong person in the Heaven Realm, a monk who is infinitely close to the peak, and it is even rarer to sacrifice his life to die.

He muttered, "Why bother?"