Although Mu Shan and Mo Hai fought fiercely, they also paid attention to the situation between each other at all times.

As soon as Sima Xin died, he immediately cried out in his heart, and Yi Tianhu and Yi Tianqing were overjoyed, their momentum soared, and they were even more aggressive between their moves.

Yi Tianfeng and Lin Qinglian, who had been paying attention to the situation in the field, were even brighter, their original plan was that Wang Yue could help contain Sima Xin, but they never imagined that Wang Yue would show his might and behead Sima Xin under the sword.

This is not what surprised them the most, but for the mastery of the Eight Styles of Famous Swords, it can be said that no one knows more than them. And Wang Yue was able to cultivate the Eight Styles of the Famous Sword to such a level in just half a month, and his talent was extremely terrifying, not to mention that Wang Yue seemed to have made some changes to the Eight Styles of the Famous Sword, integrating them into other advanced swordsmanship, and turned it into a move to quickly kill Sima Xin.

Adjusting and modifying martial arts according to their own situation, or the superior mastery of the famous sword eight styles, how much martial arts insight and high martial arts talent are required, they can hardly imagine.

At this time, Wang Yue, who consumed a little too much, solved Sima Xin, he was thinking about whether to help Yi Tianhu and Yi Tianqing, two to one, in the case of two to one, with Fang Cai's swordsmanship, maybe he could lose one or two in seconds.

Two innate peak guys sneaked up from behind Wang Yue, the tip of the knife flashed with a cold light, and the deadly fangs of the desert wolf bit off your neck with one blow, killing you with one blow.

The look was cold, the long sword was like a devil's grin, flashing in the air, the tip of the knife had just stepped into a foot behind Wang Yue, and the throats of the two people who sneaked up on each other had a blood hole, blood gushed out, and the tip of the knife could no longer advance a point, and fell to the ground.

Jumping up, Wang Yue recovered a lot, his breathing was gentle, his expression was solemn, and he killed Mo Hai a few zhang away in front of him, and the masters of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect on the way, there were also guys who were not able to measure their strength to attack Wang Yue, and were killed by Wang Yue with a sword.

In this situation, Mo Hai saw Wang Yue approaching quickly, and there seemed to be a breath of death on the tip of the sword, as if Sima Xin's unjust soul was still lingering on it, he subconsciously retreated, scared, fought hard with Yi Tianqing, retreated, and at the same time suddenly slashed out a sword, shaking Wang Yue's sword.

"Boss, if you don't come out again, Lao Mu and I will go to see the fourth child together!" Mo Hai let out a long roar.

In this regard, Wang Yue and Yi Tianqing were immediately on guard, what Mo Hai said, it was obvious that they were moving rescue troops, could it be that the first elder of the Sun and Moon God Sect was hiding in some dark place?

Yi Tianfeng and Lin Qinglian also glanced around to see if there were any masters of the Sun Moon God Sect hiding, and they hadn't made a move yet.

"Speed up the offensive and destroy Na Mohai first, I'm afraid that there is really a supreme master of the Sun and Moon God Sect nearby, and it will be difficult to deal with at that time. Yi Tianqing said hurriedly.

Wang Yue also has this intention.

One left and one right, Wang Yue and Yi Tianqing joined forces, the offensive was in full swing, and for a while, the overwhelming sword shadow flashed, the sword qi surged and roared, and slashed towards Mo Hai frantically, frightening him to defend with all his might, constantly dodging the offensive, a gray-brown long knife waved impenetrable, laying down a dense sword qi defense, under the huge pressure and danger, only seeking to defend himself, not to attack and kill the enemy, in a short period of a few rounds, but he couldn't help him.

At this time, he didn't dare to be distracted and call for help, and he tried his best to deal with it, it can be said that sweat was raining, Wang Yue and Yi Tianqing shot with all their might, leaving no room for anything, just trying to kill the opponent under the sword as soon as possible.

"Famous Sword Eight Style!"

Yi Tianqing shouted angrily, the sword in his hand slammed the sword flower, straight up, the sword finger in his left hand was horizontal, and the long sword floated up and differentiated into eight swords of different colors, startling an astonishing sword momentum, and a sharp wind whistle sounded. In the next moment, eight swords of different colors stabbed at Mo Hai with sword qi, and the momentum of this move was very eye-catching.

Wang Yue is also ready to go, and he will try his best to grasp a trace of Mo Hai's flaws, and if he makes a slight mistake, he will be able to attack with a sword and break his soul!

Mo Hai's expression was horrified, and he only felt a strong death crisis approaching, and he completely disregarded the power of his whole body, and slashed out a knife from top to bottom, domineering, as if he could split all the obstacles in front of him.

"I'm dying!"

Mo Hai struck with all his strength, just when the old force had been dispersed and the new force had not been born, the whole body had the most flaws, Wang Yue's eyes flashed, and the long sword stabbed forward, turning into a flash of blue light, and he was about to pierce Mo Hai's heart.

As soon as the long sword approached Mo Hai's chest two inches away, Wang Yue suddenly felt a chill on his back, the cold light stood upside down, and an extreme danger came from behind him, so frightened that he immediately changed his move, his body drilled forward, and the sword that stabbed at Mo Hai instantly changed direction and slashed to the position behind him.

Bite!

A strong force hit the sword body, which contained indescribable strength, the sword body was almost bent to ninety degrees, Wang Yue was horrified in his heart, but he took advantage of the power of the sword body to rebound, and swept out horizontally, but the danger was still not gone, only to see a slender and white hand following, seemingly weak and powerless, but it was extremely dangerous.

Wang Yue clenched his teeth, his face flashed, his left palm mobilized his whole body strength, and slammed it towards that hand, which was pressed together in an instant.

In less than a breath, Wang Yue suddenly flew back, turned his head in mid-air, only to feel the blood churning all over his body, uncomfortable and tight, a mouthful of blood rose to his throat and immediately spurted out.

Burst!

Straight crashed into a large stone pillar near Yi Tianfeng, smashing out a human-shaped dent, the crack spread in all directions, Wang Yue stood on the ground with his sword, and it took a while to calm down the abnormality of his body.

His eyes pierced like needles at the man who had just attacked him.

It was a slender and upright figure, dressed in black cloth, simple and simple, with a young appearance, a white and beardless face, but with sharp edges and corners, ordinary appearance, but it contained a strange magic, which made people can't bear to look at him, so they want to see a second and third look.

The man smiled lightly, withdrew his right hand, and it was this hand that attacked Wang Yue just now.

Two moves, saving Mo Hai's life, forcing back Wang Yue's long sword, and injuring him with one palm. I'm afraid that no one present has this terrifying skill.

No, maybe Yi Tianfeng also has such strength, even Lin Qinglian. The martial arts of these two people, Wang Yue is in the Famous Sword Villa, the only two people who can't see through it, it seems to be plain, and if you don't notice it carefully, you can't detect it at all, especially Yi Tianfeng.

"You are very good, not long after you first entered the Grandmaster Realm, you were able to take two moves from me, but you only suffered a small injury. The young man in black cloth looked at Wang Yue and said lightly.

Wang Yue calmed down the depression in his body, temporarily adjusted his breath, stood upright, his hand holding the sword was more stable, and he looked at the other party very calmly.

Without Wang Yue's help, Yi Tianqing and Mo Hai fought again, and the two sides entered a stalemate again.

"Dongfang Ming, you have appeared, presumably Nangong Shuo is also here, why bother to be that shrunken turtle, come out together!" Yi Tianfeng slowly stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

Behind him, Lin Qinglian followed closely, rarely speaking, but always paying attention to the situation of all parties.

"No, the sect leader won't make a move for the time being, because there is no opponent here that he needs to shoot. Dongfang Ming said softly.