"I'll let you see the authentic swordsmanship of our Daomen!" Li Zhiyu pinched the seal in his hand, and began to chant words in his mouth, while the flying sword began to tremble regularly around him.

Zhang Mo's heart immediately flashed with a hint of alarm, which showed that the sword technique that Li Zhiyu was going to perform next might be quite powerful.

Shout!

Zhang Mo took out his ancient bow again and shot a milky white ball of light the size of a walnut at Li Zhiyu again, Zhang Mo wanted to use this to disrupt Li Zhiyu to use his swordsmanship.

It's a pity that Li Zhiyu had already taken precautions, and directly sacrificed a small ink-black shield in front of him, and this small shield immediately stimulated a layer of shield shadow under the urging of spiritual power.

Rumble!

The milky white ball of light hit the shield shadow, although it could make the shield shadow be shaken, but it could not break Li Zhiyu's shield shadow.

After trying it once, Zhang Mo immediately put away the Mangu Bow, and at the same time took out a large rejuvenation pill from the storage bag and threw it into his mouth and swallowed it.

The spiritual power that was lost before was recovered in an instant, and Li Zhiyu, who had the strength of the early stage of foundation building, did not need pills, after all, his spiritual power was much stronger than Zhang Mo, from the Qi refining period to the foundation building period was a qualitative leap for immortal cultivators, only by entering the foundation building period could he truly enter the road of immortality, and building the foundation also meant laying a good foundation.

"Three slashes in one go!"

With Li Zhiyu's roar, a blue sword light lit up on his flying sword, and then three cyan sword shadows followed the flying sword and slashed towards Zhang Mo's body.

The three cyan sword shadows streaked through the air, tearing out tiny gaps in the air.

This made Zhang Mo's heart skip a beat, and he wanted to escape with Qingyan, but Li Zhiyu laughed fiercely, took out a golden rope out of his hand, and shouted in his mouth: "Tie!"

The bundle of immortal rope is the passage of the immortal world, and the magic weapon or magic weapon that basically has the binding effect will be called this name, but there is a difference between strength and weakness, which has something to do with the material of the bundle fairy rope and the person who makes the bundle fairy rope, the better the material, the better the natural effect, the stronger the person who also makes it, and the bundle immortal rope made is also more powerful.

"This bundle of immortal ropes of mine is made of a third-level spirit beast Jiaolong tendon, and the strength of a third-level spirit beast is comparable to that of a human cultivator in the Jindan stage cultivation, you better give up struggling!" Li Zhiyu said with great ease.

Zhang Mo only felt that his body was tight, and Li Zhiyu's bundle of immortal ropes firmly bound him, and at the same time, the three cyan sword shadows had already slashed in front of him, and Zhang Mo struggled for a moment, and found that he couldn't break free from this bundle of immortal ropes at all, and even the spiritual power in his body was imprisoned, and he couldn't cast the gods and demons phantom.

Am I going to fall here? No, the great revenge has not been avenged, the great road has not been accomplished, how can I die like this! Zhang Mo shouted frantically in his head.

"The road is Miaomiao, my road is hard, if you want to move forward, you need to ...... your heart. Zhang Mo's mind suddenly sounded the mantra of the Wine Sword Immortal when he passed on his heart sword.

This heart sword has no level and no tricks, some only have the sword of enlightenment, if you understand it thoroughly, your sword intent can even threaten the gods, of course, just the sword intent can't hurt the gods, it can only hurt their souls.

But what kind of swordsmanship is this that can hurt the soul of a god with sword intent! At least Zhang Mo hadn't heard of it before.

The Marquis of Ten Thousand Swords Gate is indeed an immortal genius, and he is also a mysterious figure.

A light suddenly appeared on Zhang Mo's forehead, this light was a small long sword, and with the muttering in Zhang Mo's mouth, this long sword became bigger and bigger, and finally became a long sword of normal size with blood red all over its body.

"Heart Sword - Enlighten the Heart!" Zhang Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and there were several sword intents bursting out of his eyes, and the pale red light curtain of the blood arena couldn't stop these sword intents.

Zhang Mo's sword intent revealed a light curtain, stabbing directly at the Qi refining stage disciples on the Dao Gate's side, and several Dao Sect disciples who were hit by Zhang Mo's sword intent fainted on the spot, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

And all this seems to be a long time, but in fact, it is only a matter of a moment.

Li Zhiyu's three sword shadows also happened to arrive in front of Zhang Mo, Zhang Mo looked at these three sword shadows indifferently, and shouted in his mouth: "Cut!"

The blood-red long sword in front of him swung and slashed directly at Li Zhiyu's three cyan sword shadows.

Choke!

A tooth-aching voice rang out.

The three cyan sword shadows were all slashed into pieces by Zhang Mo's blood-red long sword, and even the flying sword with Li Zhiyu was also slashed out.

"What!?" Li Zhiyu exclaimed, looking at all this in disbelief.

"My way is to kill, the sword is a murder weapon, and naturally it exists for the way of killing!" Zhang Mo walked towards Li Zhiyu step by step, and then the blood-red long sword slashed towards Li Zhiyu.

"Haha, what's the use of your temporary enlightenment, can you break my shield?" Li Zhiyu laughed wildly.

Choke!

Another tooth-aching sound rang out.

When!

Li Zhiyu's shield was split in half and fell to the ground, and at the same time, an extremely fine blood mark appeared on Li Zhiyu's forehead, which continued to his lower body.

Wow!

Li Zhiyu's body is separated from the middle, which is the effect of Zhang Mo's heart sword-Mingwu original heart.

Even Zhang Mo never thought that Wanjianmen would have such a sword technique, he had practiced the heart sword before, but he didn't practice the heart sword as a major exercise, but at this moment, Zhang Mo felt that he was going to change his thinking, this heart sword was probably the most valuable exercise left by the Marquis of Xiaoyao back then.

It's just that Zhang Mo couldn't understand why Xiaoyao Hou didn't let all the disciples come to learn this exercise, but hid it secretly?

After Li Zhiyu's death, Zhang Mo mercilessly stepped forward to take off the storage bag on his waist, and at the same time took away the immortal rope on the ground, the alliance and the three giants have reached an agreement, but after fighting in the blood ring, the winner can get all the treasures of the loser.

Wow!

Because Li Zhiyu was dead, judging that there was only one person in the bleeding ring, the surrounding confinement arrays immediately withdrew on their own.

"Kill him, kill Uncle Shi!"

Before Zhang Mo stepped out of the blood ring, those Qi Refining Stage disciples in the Dao Sect began to shout.

Some impatient Daomen disciples even rushed directly to the blood ring to besiege Zhang Mo, in their opinion, Zhang Mo also refined the strength of the twelfth layer of qi, if they went up together to besiege, they would definitely be able to kill him to avenge Li Zhiyu.

Zhang Mo frowned, and an oily green mystical rune immediately appeared on his neck, with him as the center, the Poison Realm Great Array instantly covered these Dao Sect disciples in it.

"Stop!" a thunderous sound caused everyone to pause.

Then an old monk wearing a robe descended from the clouds, and for a while the Buddha's voice was magnificent, and everyone had the idea of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot, but after Zhang Mo's eyes flashed with a trace of golden light, he looked at the old monk soberly.