The wind and clouds gathered, and at the foot of the Black Wind Mountain, the heavenly soldiers in silver armor stood solemnly.

These heavenly soldiers were battle-hardened soldiers before they were alive, and after their deaths, they reincarnated in the way of heaven and became heavenly soldiers.

Mo Li Qing stood in mid-air, holding the Qingfeng Sword, and on the other side, it was Ning Wuji.

Mo Liqing felt that it was tricky, and did not rashly let the Heavenly Soldiers do it, but prepared to test Ning Wuji's strength first, if Ning Wuji's strength was very strong, then make another plan.

Heavenly Court's crusade against the Nether Demon King is also a matter of situation, he was instructed by Li Jing, not to fight to the death with Black Wind Mountain, Heavenly Court's attention is more focused on the Bull Demon King and the long-known big demons of the Lion Camel Country, and the junior demon king like Ning Wuqian is not on the list of Heavenly Court's crusade, so there is no need to lose his subordinates here.

Mo Liqing was extremely tall, with a burly body, like a vicious Buddha statue, with a green face and fangs, and thick arms, thicker than the branches of a big tree, and powerful in force.

Holding on to the sword, Mo Liqing casually split out two sword lights, and slashed straight towards Ning Wujian, the sword light was green and watery, very condensed, like Changhong training, it appeared in an instant, Ning Wuqian had already taken precautions, just pulled out, and dodged Mo Liqing's sword light.

As an immortal god who appeared during the Fengshen period, this Demon Liqing still has some strength, otherwise he would not be reused by Li Jing.

Casually tried twice, the demon Li Qing rose up, the sword light was cold, and the fierce stabbing came, the huge body, like a mountain, was unstoppable, and the cyan sword qi burst out from the green sword, rushing out from the sword body, and the Qingfeng sword suddenly seemed like a divine dragon that swallowed smoke, showing an otherworldly spirituality.

Ning Wujian also rose into the air, covered with silver brilliance, like an immortal god bathed in the silver moon, raised his hand and clapped a palm, and the silver light gathered, forming a huge silver palm. Towards the Qingfeng Sword, he grabbed the shot.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

Seeing that Ning Wujian dared to take his Qingfeng sword with his flesh palm, Mo Li Qing snorted coldly, and swung the sword a little harder, the blue light on the sword skyrocketed, and the more brilliant brilliance shone, and the sharp and incomparable sword qi was piercing.

This Qingfeng sword is a spiritual treasure that Demon Liqing has been constantly cultivating since the beginning of cultivation, and it has four sigils pasted on it, which was refined by Lao Tzu before he became enlightened in ancient times. was obtained by Mo Liqing, and almost all of Mo Liqing's strength was on this sword.

The giant palm composed of silver light collided with the blue light of the Qingfeng Sword, and with a bang, it was like the paper being cut open by a sharp dagger, and the silver palm was split in half by the Qingfeng Sword, and the momentum was unabated, and the Qingfeng Sword was like lightning, and it was amazingly fast. In an instant, it appeared in front of Ning Wuji, swaying out a stream of green light.

Mo Liqing looked at the young man's face in front of him, his purple hair was flying, and his white clothes were fluttering. Handsome and fair-skinned.

This is a man whose appearance is not inferior to that of Yang Jian, the most handsome warrior in the Heavenly Court, at least, Mo Liqing feels that the face in front of him is more pleasing to the eye than Yang Jian's unsmiling face.

It's a pity that it's too big. He didn't even use a weapon, did he want to take his Qingfeng sword? I looked down on him too much, although he was on the god list. He can't cultivate, but his spirit treasure is different, he can still be sacrificed, so many years have passed, his Qingfeng sword is no longer the one when he was a god, Mo Liqing is confident that next time he encounters that damn monkey, he will definitely use the Qingfeng sword to break his copper head and iron bones.

However, for now, let these monsters feel the power of their Qingfeng Sword, and the fierce face of the Demon Rite showed a cruel smile, and he seemed to see the scene of Ning Wujian being split in half by himself.

Countless heavenly soldiers widened their eyes, many demon soldiers held their breath, and several commanders showed a look of worry, the demon clan is physically strong, but there are also some limitations, not endlessly powerful, in the face of those spiritual treasures of monks, they often suffer some losses, from magic weapons to spiritual treasures, it is a qualitative transformation, each spiritual treasure, has its own wonderful use, the sharp sword qi emitted by the Qingfeng sword, that is, all the demons feel a piercing pain, not to mention facing the sword?

Qiong Yufeng, the yellow-robed monster stood on the top of the mountain, looking down, and in the Heavenly Court camp, there was a sneaky figure at this time.

Qingfeng's sword slashed, and Mo Liqing's expression froze......

That smile had an indescribable hideousness on Mo Liqing's face, and his eyes revealed unbelievable surprise, his Qingfeng sword was caught by Ning Wuji's smooth and slender hands, and the cyan sword qi that burst out fell on those hands, and it actually sparked and made a sonorous sound.

"Roar ......" Mo Liqing roared angrily, the force of tens of thousands of catties of his arms pressed down violently, his muscles bulged like a hill, and his meridians circled like dragons, threatening to split Ning Wujian in half.

Ning Wujian calmly looked at the exerted Mo Liqing, the Qingfeng sword was sandwiched between his hands and did not move, Mo Liqing These immortal gods had already fallen when they were sealed gods, but they just maintained a trace of immortality, and later reshaped their bodies by the god list, such an immortal body, after all, did not have the potential of the original body, and the limit that could be achieved was not high.

"Your strength is too weak!"

Looking at the fierce and forceful Demon Rite Qing, Ning Wuqian held up the Qingfeng Sword, and the strength of his body reacted on it, and with a violent shock, the seven or eight meter Demon Rite Qing was shocked back by more than ten steps.

"Hey, what kind of monster is this kid, what a strong force!" Mo Liqing clenched the Qingfeng sword, his face was gloomy, his arm was trembling, it was the soreness caused by excessive force, in addition to feeling this kind of strength on Sun Monkey, it was the second time that Mo Liqing had encountered such a terrifying figure.

Seeing that Mo Liqing was shaken back, the demons of Black Wind Mountain suddenly increased their confidence, and they all cheered for Ning Wujian, while the Heavenly Soldier camp showed a look of shock and worry in their hearts.

"Hmph, I admit that you are indeed very strong, but your strength is only part of your strength, and you can't even get on the stage!"

The cheers of the Black Wind Mountain made Mo Li Qing quickly calm down, holding the Qingfeng Sword, a rune appeared in his hand, and the Mo Li Qing recited a spell, and the rune shone with red light, like a fire, and was pasted on the Qingfeng Sword.

"Fire!"

Mo Liqing shouted, and the Qingfeng Sword burned a layer of flames in vain, and with a fierce swing, a flame sword light of dozens of meters rushed out from the Qingfeng Sword.

The flame was unusual, extremely hot, gushing out, melting gold and stones, and the humid air originally brought by the West Sea suddenly became extremely dry, and the trees that were closer, the leaves rolled up, and did not spontaneously combust!

The flame sword qi burned fiercely and fell in the sky, Ning Wujian frowned, and his fists swung out again and again, stirring up the surrounding wind, and the violent wind tore apart the flame sword qi and annihilated it in mid-air. (To be continued......)