Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ......ding,

As soon as the figures of the two sides went up and down, they missed the confrontation in an instant.

The piercing sound of the two swords clashing did not fall, and suddenly-

"Scandium!"

The crisp cracking sound resounded throughout the sky. Immediately, the entire mountain forest fell into complete silence.

"Groaning ......"

In Mo Bei's hand, the long sword body was still trembling constantly. Then with a click, the long sword actually broke and was cut off by the other party!

"Whew...... Whew......"

There was a rapid gasp behind him, and Mo Bei turned around to look.

With his gaze, the Nanshan swordsman knelt down on one knee with his back to Mo Bei, and the spirit sword pillar the ground, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, sliding down his cheeks.

The blood on the Nanshan swordsman's cheeks faded, pale as paper, his breathing was short, his eyes were full of shock, and he said in a trembling tone:

"This ...... This is not a rock-and-rock sword...... Any of the swordsmanship...... It's ......"

"The sixth sword, the drop stone pierces. Mo Bei's indifferent voice came from behind him.

Hearing this, the Nanshan swordsman's pupils gradually dilated, becoming hollow, and the vitality passed at a speed visible to the naked eye, completely losing his breath. A relieved smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Three people have been killed, and there is one left!"

Then Mo Bei walked over and picked up the long sword of the Nanshan swordsman, this sword emitted endless glow, extremely sharp, and said slowly:

"Good sword, good sword, you belong to me today!"

"King Jing'an, King Jing'an, you will die under this sword!"

Mo Bei raised his head, his eyes were sharp, looking at the east of the sky-high fire, and the next moment he disappeared into the darkness like a cheetah.

The entire Mo family has become a sea of fire, and the monstrous fire has dyed the entire night blood red.

The shouts of killing, the screams of misery were endless.

In the Mo family, corpses are everywhere, blood flows like rivers, and the whole scene is like hell on earth, and it is tragic.

On the rock of the Mo family, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous robe and brocade robe was standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes looked in all directions, his face was gloomy, as if he was expecting something, and he muttered to himself:

"I don't know if the three dog kings have finished the Mo family's little miscellaneous?"

Is this person not the King of Jing'an or who?

Right now.

"Bang!"

A violent thud rang out from the doorway, and the door was slammed open with great force. King Nanjing looked at it with a frown.

A guard covered in blood, staggering, looking frightened, ran in with a rolling belt, and stammered: "King, king, go quickly!"

"Whew!"

Before the words fell, King Jing'an's hand raised his sword, and the cold light flashed along the neck of this guard.

Before the guard could react, his head was already on the ground.

"Recklessness, what kind of system. King Jing'an's brows gradually stretched, killing people like killing chickens, and he didn't care!

Suddenly, a fierce killing intent came from the door, bloody and bloody.

"Huh!?" King Jing'an subconsciously turned his head to look.

Dawn, dawn!

A figure appeared quietly at the door at some point.

This person was covered in blood, exuding a strong smell of blood, and his eyes revealed endless killing intent, like a demon god.

It's just that sword, but it doesn't drop blood!

"Mo Bei!" When he saw the face covered by blood, King Jing'an's eyebrows instantly raised, revealing a touch of surprise, and he exclaimed slightly.

Mo Bei walked in step by step, like a god of death, approaching King Jing'an step by step, the sword blade pointed at King Jing'an from afar, the chill of Sen Ran permeated the void, and said slowly:

"Kill you, go to the dust. I'm really alive!"

"Hahaha!" Hearing this, King Jing'an sneered, the surprise in his eyes turned into a ruthless color, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Little mortal, against me, I don't know how thick the sky is!"

"Don't be ashamed, when I kill you with a sword, I don't know if you can say this!"

Mo Bei snorted coldly, his expression was cold, and the endless killing intent seemed to be poured into Qingfeng, and the spirit sword in his hand groaned softly!

The atmosphere suddenly tightened into a line!

"Die!"

King Jing'an screamed, his eyes flashed with Sen Han's killing intent, and with a knife in his right hand, he strode towards Mobei with a meteor, and slashed down in the air!

The name of this knife is called Seven Stars, and it is the treasure of the world!

The sword wind is howling, and the hunting is sounding!

The blade was extremely fast, and a bent blade bloomed in the void, slashing down. If he is hit, Mo Bei's body will definitely be separated!

Mo Bei's face remained unchanged, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, his steps swayed, and then he flashed sideways!

The sword of Mori Han slashed across the night sky of dawn!

"Ding!"

A Jin Ge exchange suddenly sounded.

The two fought here, and after more than a dozen moves in the blink of an eye, Mo Bei changed several swordsmanship in a row, and in the end, the king of Jing'an was good and respectful, and his strength was not good.

The tips of the knives collided together, and sparks flew everywhere, dazzling like silver flowers of fire trees!

"Whew...... Whew......"

King Jing'an's face changed suddenly, and he only felt the violent force coming from the blade backlash, making his mouth numb, and the steel knife came out of his hand, rolling dozens of times in the void, and stabbing in the bluestone!

Without waiting for King Jing'an to react, he only heard a shock in his ears.

"Drop stone wears!"

Immediately, the fishy wind blows in your face!

He subconsciously looked over, only to see the void in front of him, and dozens of points of light suddenly appeared.

Mo Bei's sword stabbed out wildly, converging into a rain of swords, and dozens of sword shadows said that the tips of the swords were all pierced at a certain point in the air!

"Oops!"

The terrifying murderous aura made King Jing'an's heart tremble, and his face changed greatly.

"Die!"

Mo Beizhen shouted, and the dozens of sword shadows all stabbed King Jing'an in the chest!

At this moment, a dazzling light burst out from King Jing'an's body in an instant!

"Ding!"

A crisp and piercing crash sounded!

Mo Bei's body involuntarily took five or six steps back, his wrist trembled sharply, and the spirit sword stirred more than a dozen sword flowers, unloading the backlash power on the sword's body. He frowned slightly, subconsciously narrowed his eyes, and stared at King Jing'an in front of him.

"What is this?"

At this moment, King Jing'an's whole body is shining and dazzling.

On the shield of the light on his chest, there were traces of it, and it was obvious that Mo Beicai's sword was resisted by this light.

"Haha," King Jing'an raised his head and laughed coldly, undisguised his contempt in his laughter: "I am a descendant of immortals, and I am looking for this rock to make friends with immortals, you know." I have the protection of the fairy talisman. Just because you want to kill me?"

"There are no doors!"

Mo Bei's expression was calm, the spirit sword in his hand swung out a few illusory sword shadows in the void: "So what?

Although the immortal talisman is an immortal treasure, you are just a mortal. I don't believe it, this thing can protect you forever!"

As the words fell, Mo Bei once again strode towards King Jing'an.

The killing intent was cold, and the body brought a bloody wind blowing his face, and he rushed straight to King Jing'an!

"Flying sand and rocks!!"

At the moment when Mo Bei was rushing to kill, his wrist couldn't help shaking, and the sand and gravel were flying, moving with the sword, covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire compound in just a moment, and it was blurred. The figures of the two were instantly swallowed up by the endless sand and gravel dust.

Seeing Mo Bei disappear from his sight, King Jing'an looked shocked, and he was about to leave at the moment.

"Drop stone wears!"

All kinds of sword shadows, from the sand and dust in all directions, struck out and went straight to the key points of King Jing'an!

The sword light and sword shadow completely trapped King Jing'an to death!

In a short period of time, hundreds of sword shadows frantically assassinated King Jing'an.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The light on the latter's body kept flooding, splashing ripples, constantly shaking and fluctuating.

This sword shadow, although it couldn't tear the light on King Jing'an's body for a while.

But above the sword body, the violent energy poured out, and all of them were bombarded on King Jing'an, who couldn't help but stagger. Sharp pain came from all over the place, and the pain made his forehead full of cold sweat.

The light on his body shook more and more violently, and the ripples couldn't help but fluctuate!

"Get out, get out of the way!!" King Jing'an's head was scattered, annoyed and angry, clenching the sword, and going crazy in the sand, constantly slashing and dancing in the void, while rushing forward at great speed, trying to get out of the covering sand.

"Want to run?"

At the moment when King Jing'an was about to run out of the dusty range, suddenly-

Strands of sword flowers suddenly bloomed into the void in front of him.

These sword shadows, like poisonous snakes, came straight to the façade. King Jing'an was startled, and subconsciously jumped three or four steps backwards, only having time to dodge the three swords that pierced the vital point.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!!" There were more than 20 collision sounds, and the remaining 20 sword shadows stabbed on King Jing'an's body like raindrops.

"Get out!" King Jing'an's heart trembled, his face showed horror, he gritted his teeth fiercely, his right hand flipped over, and a yellow rune paper appeared in his palm out of thin air. He pinched the trick with one hand, and clenched Huang Fu's right hand into the void.

"Gale Talisman!"

The yellow rune paper instantly burst into flames and turned into a smear of black ash.

In an instant, the wind blew violently! Swept the dust of the surrounding sky into the sky, and the blowing disappeared!

The sand and dust dispersed, and King Jing'an's vision was clear again, and his gaze wandered, falling on Mo Bei, who was covered in blood at the door.

King Jing'an's hair was scattered, his gorgeous robe was tattered, he was furious at this moment, and the terrifying look in his eyes was almost murderous!

"Little miscellaneous pieces, I didn't expect that in just a few days, your strength has reached such a point. It's really an eye-opener for this king, but ......"

King Jing'an took a deep breath, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and a yellow talisman appeared in each of his hands, he narrowed his eyes, and said faintly:

"Today, don't want to leave alive!"

The voice is still lingering in my ears.

King Jing'an twisted his eyebrows, and slapped the talisman paper to his chest with his left hand.

"Click, click!" A blue arc of lightning immediately appeared in the palm of his left hand.

"Thunder Curse!"

King Jing'an pointed at Mo Bei casually!

Thunder fell from the sky in an instant, and this arc was the thickness of an arm, spreading in the void, and it had already descended in an instant, aiming at Mo Bei and slashing down!

A fierce wind hit the top of his head, Mo Bei's heart sank suddenly, he didn't look at the top of his head, his legs stepped on the ground fiercely, and his body soared up, the void rolled, and he dodged sideways.

"Boom!"

The arm-thick arc slashed at the stone lion in the house.

The majestic stone lion, which was three years in size, instantly collapsed, shattering into countless fast and fine broken stones, scattering and jumping in all directions. The head of a stone lion the size of a bucket has been shaved off raw!

The momentum is so loud and impressive!

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