The corners of Mo Shaohua's mouth twitched slightly, and he also showed a hint of a smile, and the hand holding the flying sword seemed to be weak and light, but it stabbed out dozens of swords in an instant, but seeing a cold sword light, he suddenly stabbed towards Ling Xuan, the speed was so fast, it exceeded the limit, and the sword style had both attack and defense, and it did not show a drop of water.

Ling Xuan is no longer what it used to be, the experience of narrowly dying, and the experience of narrowly revitalizing several times has created his rich combat experience, plus his cultivation is too much higher than Mo Shaohua, he can see through that piece of sword light at a glance is just Mo Shaohua's false move, and his real killing move is still to come. Ling Xuan showed a confident smile, and with a slight pull of both hands, he once again took out the Proud Dragon Sword and swung it quickly.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

In a crisp crashing sound, countless sword lights struck together, Mo Shaohua's speed was very fast, and his figure flickered, forming an afterimage, as if there were countless Mo Shaohua stabbing at Ling Xuan at the same time in an instant. But no matter how fast Mo Shaohua was and how fierce his offensive was, Ling Xuan always stood in place, never moved the slightest, with a confident smile on his face, he quickly danced with a sword, and beautiful sword flowers flew in front of him, easily blocking all Mo Shaohua's attacks.

Over the years, Mo Shaohua has not only made great progress in cultivation, but also has a qualitative improvement in his state of mind. But at this moment, his face was surprisingly calm, and there was not the slightest expression in it, as if the calm of the moment before the storm. He was not arrogant or impatient, and he stabbed out with a sword that seemed to be slow but was actually extremely fast, and every time he stabbed a sword, it seemed that he had reached the limit of speed.

The four of them retreated far away. Although the two of them did not use spells, they only competed with ordinary swordsmanship, but the speed of the two of them became faster and faster, and one after another sword qi flew around, forming one strong wind after another, and the four of them could not get close. Zeng Nianyu's delicate face was full of anxiety, staring at the two people fighting on the wooden bridge, clenching her teeth.

Dozens of swords were stabbed out in an instant, Mo Shaohua had already completed the preparations, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stabbed out with a sword again, and then without looking at the result, his body flashed and quickly exited the wooden bridge. With great swiftness, he pinched a few tricks, and his whole body suddenly became awe-inspiring, as sharp as a sword out of its sheath.

"A sword breaks through the sky, and laughs at the power of the world. Dan breaks the sword and is born, and the proud sword roars in the sky!

He suddenly shouted, and the flying sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and the bright sunlight around him seemed to be suppressed by the sword light. Then, seeing him jump high, the flying sword in his hand spewing a thousand feet of light slashed down!

A sword that breaks the sky, unstoppable!

Ling Xuan always had a confident smile on his face, the sky-breaking sword slashed at the head, his smile was even brighter, and he didn't see any movement, he just stood in place like this, smiling and looking at the sky-breaking sword.

Bang!!

Mo Shaohua's sword slashed down, and the fierce sword qi swept on the ground, and instantly ploughed out a huge ravine ten feet deep and three zhang long on the hard earth, and the earth seemed to tremble slightly. Although Mo Shaohua has not cultivated the Proud Sword Technique to the limit, it can be said that he has only appreciated some of the surface of the Proud Sword Technique, but he has absolute confidence, if this sword is split, it will be a distraction mid-stage master and will only end up in pieces. And at the last moment when the sword was slashed, he saw the smile on Ling Xuan's face, and a chill in his heart for no reason, a feeling of extreme danger welled up in his heart.

Sure enough, almost at the same time as his feet landed, a cold aura was stuck on his back, and the cold aura seemed to have life, quickly spreading to Mo Shaohua's whole body. At the same time, Ling Xuan's cold voice came from behind him, and said, "The speed is too slow, unless it is a stone, stand and let you split, otherwise, if you can hit this sword, I will write the name upside down." How, do you want to try again?"

Mo Shaohua's heart was cold, although he didn't know how Ling Xuan avoided his powerful sword, and he didn't know how he grabbed behind him at the last moment, but he lost, lost completely. "Hmph, you are only faster than me, what can you show off? Since you have been defeated, you will kill if you want to kill, and Hugh will humiliate me. ”

Ling Xuan did rely on a faster speed than Mo Shaohua, dodging before his sky-breaking sword slashed, and quickly circled behind him, subduing him with a sword. In all fairness, Mo Shaohua's Heaven Breaking Sword, both in terms of speed and power, had already reached the limit of what his cultivation could reach, if Ling Xuan's cultivation was slightly lower than him, or comparable to him, it would definitely not be able to avoid it, and it was even possible to die under that sword. However, Ling Xuan was at least already a cultivator in the late stage of the merger, a few grades higher than Mo Shaohua, and no matter how fast his sword speed was three points faster and three points stronger, he would not be able to hurt Ling Xuan.

"So, obey the order!"

Ling Xuan smiled coldly, and was about to gently send the Proud Dragon Sword in his hand, ending Mo Shaohua's life with a shame, at this time, Zeng Nianyu on the side suddenly shouted: "Enough!"

Ling Xuan stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look, but seeing Zeng Nianyu and Zi'er standing on the other side of the wooden bridge, Zeng Nianyu stared at him with a frosty face, and said angrily: "Demon, you are already full of blood, isn't it enough? How many people do you have to kill to satisfy your cruelty and thirst for killing?"

Ling Xuan's body trembled slightly, and all the killing intent instantly dispersed. He looked at Zeng Nianyu, yes, in her eyes, Mo Shaohua is a person in the righteous path, and he is an evil demon outsider, a heinous monster!

He thought, his heart aching.

Looking at the other two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples on the other side of the wooden bridge who were also angry, Ling Xuan instantly understood a lot. Even though he has cultivated into a demon body, he has always claimed to be a person in the righteous path, and he strictly demands himself not to cross the thunder pool, and not to do things that people in the righteous path in the world hate. But since when did my mind unconsciously reverse? I became much more impulsive than before.

Kill, kill, kill! Now he has such thoughts rising in his heart from time to time, this is true for the more than 40,000 extraterritorial demons, and the same is true for Mo Shaohua at this time.

More than 40,000 extraterritorial demons, more than 40,000 lives, it can be said that they all died because of themselves, and they were indeed full of blood. At this time, because of some previous grievances, he actually wanted to kill Mo Shaohua with a sword? Because he claimed to be a person in the righteous path, what was the difference between what he had done during this period of time and the people in the Demon Sect who attacked the Second Extreme Sect at that time?

Ling Xuan's mood fluctuated violently because of Zeng Nianyu's words, and the hidden pain buried deep in his heart was brought out again, and he began to hate himself deeply! The sword against Mo Shaohua's back slowly put down.

The estrangement between the two worlds, which are completely different from her, may never be bridged.

Ling Xuan hated it, why was he a demon!

Several people saw the change in Ling Xuan's expression in their eyes, Zi'er looked dazed, Zeng Nianyu looked indifferent, Mo Shaohua looked angry, but after all, he didn't dare to make another move, and the other two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples walked over in a few steps, stood beside him, and glared at Ling Xuan angrily. Ling Xuan lowered his head, the Proud Dragon Sword hung down beside him, and whispered to Mo Shaohua: "You go, don't let me see you again in the future." ”

Mo Shaohua's face turned fierce, and he wanted to attack again, but he was stopped by the other two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, "Senior Brother Mo, let's go first." "The strength that Ling Xuan showed, as well as the murderous aura that was like a substance when he wanted to kill Mo Shaohua, had already made the two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples feel cold, although they also hated the aura on Ling Xuan's body and hated his strength, but they couldn't say anything after all.

Who calls others better than themselves? The two of them thought hatefully, and forcibly pulled Mo Shaohua to the other side of the wooden bridge, Mo Shaohua shook them off and shouted to Ling Xuan: "Demon, if you don't kill me today, you will regret it one day." Hmph!!" With a cold snort, he pushed away the two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples and strode towards the other side of the wooden bridge.

Seeing Mo Shaohua's angry appearance, Zeng Nianyu frowned secretly and shouted, "Senior Brother Mo, wait!"

Mo Shaohua stopped, turned around and said angrily: "What, you still want to humiliate me?"