"Shall we change places?"

Looking at the crowd coming from a distance, Cheng Mo put away his sword and said with a frown.

He and Jian Chihuo came and went, and they wanted to fight for a long time, and now it was getting dark, but they couldn't have fun every time.

There are always some people with sharp noses who rush to hear the wind, and there is no way, there are too many elites in this Heavenly Dao Conference.

Jian Chihuo is also a martial idiot, a sword idiot, and it is rare to meet an opponent like Cheng Mo. Usually he is high, facing several senior brothers and brothers, although each of them has no less swordsmanship cultivation than him, but everyone is busy in their own way, where will there be kung fu to compete with him in swordsmanship?

Even if there are one or two times, it is just to the point, and it is not painful or itchy.

With this Heavenly Dao Conference, it is convenient, you will not be injured, you are not afraid of death, and it is ten times easier to practice swordsmanship here than in the outside world.

Without the restraint of his body, how could a sword idiot like Jian Chihuo let go of such a place of cultivation?

Therefore, he is indeed the strongest in this space, and none of the eight supremes of the Sword Temple can defeat him!

However, even with this place of spiritual cultivation, the other senior brothers were unwilling to stay in it for a long time, but Jian Chihuo didn't care about everything, and cultivating kendo was everything he had!

Cheng Mo and Jian Chihuo competed with each other, one from the inheritance of the Sword God, and the other was the ancestor of the accumulated years, in the end, Cheng Mo was a little weaker, but compared to the disciples of the same generation of the Sword Temple, it was already overwhelming, and no one could match his sword intent sword qi.

Even if it was that saintess sword Hongxue, didn't she get deflated a few times under Cheng Mo's sword?

When the two of them talk about it, in fact, the fighting time is not long, and every time they fight, there are always irrelevant people who come to disturb the interest.

All in all, the two of them have changed places five times.

still can't get rid of the fiery enthusiasm of the onlookers.

Finally, this time Jian Chi was furious, put away his sword and stood up, not leaving, but turning around, and the sword intent that rushed to the sky emanated towards the comer.

He shouted: "You like to watch Lao Tzu's liveliness? Hmm? Who dares to take a step before the exam, and there is no mercy!"

Hehe, Cheng Mo smiled.

Such a sentence, although it is domineering, but it is this place.

Maybe in the real world, it is enough to scare people away, but at this time, Cheng Mo can only let out a burst of hehe in his heart.

Sure enough, there was a stir in the crowd, as if they were frightened by Jian Chihuo's words, but then there were some subtle laughter, how could these people be afraid of death here?

The one in front of you is the Fire Sword Supreme!

How many idols in their hearts, even if they die, they have to come and see the demeanor of the idol!

"Huh?"

Jian Chihuo was speechless, and he also forgot the particularity of this place for a while.

Seeing that the words he said were regarded as wind in his ears, Jian Chihuo inevitably became angry.

When he was angry, there was a burst of fire that rushed to the sky, and this fire was condensed by his spirit, turned into a long sword, and slashed at the crowd who didn't know what to do!

"Ahhh

Suddenly, the screams came and went, and the crowd was cut into two ends by the sword of the red fire, and a group of people immediately turned into light and flew away, returning to the spawn point.

However, it was useless, although the crowd screamed again and again, there were still people who kept coming, as if they were a group of brainless fans, rushing forward desperately in order to see the idol in their hearts.

At this moment, even Jian Chihuo was surprised, he didn't understand when he had such an influence?

But then, he let out a wry smile, it turned out that it was not that his influence was great, but that the influence of another person was too rebellious.

Even Cheng Mo's eyes widened at this time, and he couldn't take his eyes off the figure that slowly floated from behind the crowd.

Light purple clouds, waist-length hair, just like that, a white crane floated in.

Because the distance is too far, Cheng Mo can't see the appearance of the person who came, but just looking at this demeanor, he can judge that he is definitely a peerless beauty.

Jian Chihuo smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that the two of us have become monkeys, these people follow the immortals, but they have made me, an old man, lose face for nothing." ”

"Immortals?"

"Who is it?"

Cheng Mo squinted his eyes and asked, although they were far away, the temperament that emanated from the woman's body seemed to be rushing to the face. Cheng Mo has seen a lot of beauties, but after thinking about it at this time, he found that no one seemed to be able to compare with the previous woman.

His mother, Mo Yuexian, can be described as heroic, but compared with the woman in front of him, she is a little less charming.

Feng Yiyi, who he is most familiar with, can be described as naturally beautiful and smiling, but compared with the woman in front of him, he lacks a dusty temperament.

Qiao Xi, the cold king of killers, does not speak much, and has a sense of existence that cannot be ignored, but compared with the woman in front of him, there is a lack of coldness that does not dare to be blasphemed.

The coquettish and seductive Hei Xinxin can be described as a natural charmer, with a smile and a seductive attitude, but compared with the woman in front of her, she is also less shy.

There is also Chai Ruge, the son of martial arts, like the scorching sun, with a firm will, even if he laughs, it gives people an indescribable seriousness and no regrets, but compared with the woman in front of him, he is less chic and free in his gestures.

The elf-quirky Lin Xiaoyan is obsessed and cute, which makes people unbearable to hurt, but compared with the woman in front of him, she lacks a kind of caring and coquettish color.

The businessman's true character is shrewd and sophisticated, and the smile on her face makes people feel kind, but compared with the woman in front of her, there is a feeling of incomparable trust.

There is also Jian Hongxue, who Cheng Mo just came into contact with, full of sword energy, and no one should approach, but compared with the woman in front of him, there is an inviolable divine aura!

Immortals?

Cheng Mo tasted this title back and forth in his mouth, perhaps, this woman can really be regarded as a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world!

She just stood in the crowd casually, just so dazzling, just a slight gesture, it was a unique temperament exuding, and the people around her couldn't help but give her the best position. No words, no actions.

Even those pretentious children of the family, the arrogant true legend of the Immortal Domain, did not dare to sway and speak in front of her.

just watched her silently, observing her, and even the movement of breathing was much shallower than usual.

"Who is this man?"

However, Cheng Mo's spiritual power is countless stronger than those people, although he was taken by this woman's aura for a while, it was only for a short time.

"Who is this man?"

Cheng Mo asked again, but found that even Jian Chihuo was looking at the woman intently.

"Hey, old sword, do you hear me?"

Cheng Mo couldn't help it, and with a flick of his fingers, a sword qi hit Jian Chihuo's body fiercely.

"Oops!"

Jian Chihuo exclaimed: "Stinky boy, you dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu, look at the sword!"

He stabbed the fire sword in his hand, and the sword qi exploded, directly pushing Cheng Mozhen back again and again.

"Hey, Lao Jian, I just asked you who this woman is, and I'll fight after I finish speaking!" Cheng Mo shouted again and again.

"Who do you say is the old?"

Jian Chihuo was even angrier.

"Old fire, old fire is always okay!

Cheng Mo hurriedly changed his name, the old guy was angry, and he was really a little unbearable.

When Jian Chihuo heard this, he immediately shouted: "Who are you! After fighting for a long time, Lao Tzu has forgotten his business, you don't even know her, don't tell me that you are actually from another world!"

Cheng Mo was speechless and shouted, "What are you kidding, is this woman already an existence that everyone in this realm knows?" I'm afraid that even a figure like the Sword God has not reached the point where everyone knows about it, right?"

Jian Chihuo said: "Although her name is not as good as the sword god of a thousand years ago, it is already about the same, everyone in the fairy realm knows it, no one knows it, compared to me, the fire sword supreme, it is also comparable, even if it is in the mundane, it should be very famous, a master like you, I don't know me, I don't even know her?"

He paused and sneered at Cheng Mo: "You really lived so big for nothing!"