"This sword is pure, welcome to Your Excellency's high move!" The cold voice of the wind interrupted Mo Yihui's thoughts.

When Mo Yihui heard the name of this pure Jun sword, the expression on his face slowed down slightly, and he smiled lightly: "It turned out to be the so-called divine sword forged by that mortal Ou Yezi, no wonder it has such a bit of immortal energy." I thought it was some peerless treasure, it turned out to be just such an iron sword forged by mortals. Looking at his relaxed expression, it seemed that he didn't put the pure Jun sword in Suifeng's hand in his eyes at all.

After that, he glanced at the bright sun in the sky very casually, sneered, and said, "Okay, this seat has been here for too long." Although the long sword in your hand is not very rare, it is rare in this mortal world. Since you are determined to give this sword to this seat, the old man can only reluctantly accept it. ”

Listening to Mo Yihui's arrogant words, Sui Feng's heart burned like fire. Not to mention that Yuexi was injured like this, he even had the idea of the pure Jun sword in his hand.

When did the pure Jun sword, which represents the fiercest and most powerful power between heaven and earth, become so worthless? What's more, this sword has been passed down from generation to generation with the family, and the reason why the Sui family will be destroyed can be said to be all because of this sword. is accompanied by the wind to the rivers and lakes, and has been with him for so many years. How could Suifeng endure such an insult?

"What is the power of this sword, I must let you see with your own eyes!" With the wind bending his back, he raised his head and stared coldly at Mo Yihui in front of him. The power of the whole body has been exhausted, and there is nothing left. All of them were entered into the pure Jun sword in his hand.

"Hum-" A light sword groan echoed all around. A faint halo of clear color emanated from the pure Jun sword in Sui Feng's hand, as if he didn't perceive the anger in Sui Feng's heart. The light on the sword was still as soft as before, but the light was shining brighter.

Mo Yihui was stunned again, and chuckled, "Sure enough, there are two brushes, and my heart has been so traumatized, and I can still have such momentum at this moment." That's pretty good. ”

After that, he nodded slightly, and his expression looked like he was looking at someone, as if he was looking at something. The meaning of contempt in that look in his eyes was overflowing. It's just weird. But he didn't make a move. I didn't look like I was going to make a move, and I didn't know what I was waiting for.

Despite this, his silent strength is not weak at all. Facing him, Sui Feng's heart was like a heavy burden. It feels like just a rash move. It must be a thunderous blow to greet you.

"Why don't you make a move, lest you say that I am a big bully? Mo Yihui sneered. Glancing at the wind.

There was a clear disdain in his eyes, as if the wind was nothing more than a dusty character in his eyes, and he could blow it clean with a casual blow. Look at the look of contempt in his eyes. How can you keep Suifeng from being angry in your heart?

"Ahem...... "Just when it was wrong to shoot with the wind, and it was not right not to make a move, Yuexi on the side suddenly coughed lightly twice. A trace of blood flowed from his mouth again, and although there was movement, it was clear that he had not yet woken up from his coma.

As soon as he saw the appearance of the moon and the evening, he thought that these were all thanks to the Mo Yihui in front of him, and the anger that had just been repelled in his heart suddenly rose up again, rushing straight to the heavenly spirit.

"Not only did you hurt Yuexi, but you despised me and slandered Chunjun Sword. Today, I can't spare you no matter what!" These words, with the wind, almost burst out word by word under the gritted teeth.

And that Mo Yihui didn't seem to have heard Suifeng's words, and he still had the same disdainful look just now. Seeing that Sui Feng was even more furious, he gritted his teeth, and under his feet, his whole body rushed towards Na Mo Yihui like an arrow from the string. In just a few moments, it was gone.

"It's a good time!" Mo Yihui smiled and snorted softly, his expression was not half surprised, but full of joy.

"Whew-" A fluctuating sound of air currents has already arrived in front of Mo Yihui with the wind. Like a long whale sucking water, he took a long breath, slightly making up for the consumption of true qi in the dantian. The pure Jun long sword in his hand did not stop at all, rolled up a sword light, brought out a sword groan, and slashed out towards Mo Yihui.

The sword body was sent into the air, and the sound of the trembling on the sword body became a little louder. With this trembling, the dark cyan light emanating from around the sword body suddenly shone out. Like the scorching sun in the sky, one after another clear light flows above this sword body, lingering and overlapping with each other, looking like a pure Jun sword covering a transparent light shield that is completely integrated.

It was also mixed with the voice of clear words with the wind, "Xuanqing falls for nine days!"

This style is the Qinglian Sword Technique that Sui Feng has not used for a long time, and it is also the most perfect move that Sui Feng has mastered. At this moment, he regarded Mo Yihui, who was blocking in front of him, as the Nine Heavens Cloud, and his sword was naturally the Xuanqing Qi below the sky.

This sword, the sword momentum is monstrous, as if it is like a blue and yellow fall, as if it really has a peerless heroic spirit that can cut down nine heavens.

For such a sword as Suifeng, Mo Yihui just smiled faintly. There was not even half a bit of nervousness in his expression, as if he was not facing a sword like the wind, but a few tricks of fists and legs.

If this Mo Yihui's expression had already made Sui Feng feel worried, then the next scene was far beyond Sui Feng's imagination.

I saw that this Mo Yihui just shook his sleeves, and slowly freed his hands from the cuffs. The wrist flipped weirdly, accompanied by a slight tremor, and the last hair came first, only with such a fleshy palm, he didn't avoid it, and went straight towards the pure Jun sword in Suifeng's hand.

Even Sui Feng was taken aback, since this pure Jun sword is known as a divine sword, it is natural to cut gold and break jade. No matter how powerful this Mo Yi Hui is, can it still turn the muscles and bones into iron? He actually made such a move of shaking the tree? Is this Mo Yi Hui so arrogant? Sui Feng was a little surprised in his heart, and he was a little happy, if this sword was solid, at least one of the hands of this Mo Yi Hui could be abolished.

It's just that the next moment, he retracted his thoughts.

It was still the pale and weirdly weird palm before, and in the blink of an eye, Suifeng had not come back to his senses, but it had already arrived in front of Suifeng's sword light.

"Bang!"

There was an indescribable slight sound, and the imaginary scene of Mo Yi being cut off did not happen. And it turned out to be the sword light on the Pure Jun Sword that trembled violently! Sui Feng was shocked, he couldn't believe that his fleshly mortal palm was undamaged under this extremely powerful sword qi, how did this happen?

Before Sui Feng could recover from his surprise, suddenly an unparalleled impact suddenly came from the sword body in his hand!

He was already injured a lot, and this strength was unimaginably huge. In an instant, he only felt a light hand, and when he looked down, most of the sword light on the sword body had been dispersed. The long sword suddenly became light again, and this pure Jun sword almost came out of his hand. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and grasped his palm in time, so he didn't let the pure Jun sword in his hand come out.

"Poof...... It's just that although he kept the pure Jun sword in his hand, he also paid a lot of price for it. Suddenly, a force poured into his dantian and meridians along the pure Jun sword in his hand, but in an instant, half of the country was occupied.

"Hmph!" Mo Yihui snorted coldly, and suddenly added a force in his palm. These two layers of strength converged before and after, just like a river entering the sea, and they trembled, and they flew out with the wind.

Not only that, but it was also stirring in the wind. Most of the Dao meridians in Suifeng's body were shattered in such an instant, if it weren't for his timely reaction, he quickly used his pranayama to seal the heart and veins. I'm afraid that such a move is enough to make the wind fall to the ground.

Rao is like this, his hard work finally couldn't be held back, and it sprayed out. The stars are slowly floating in the air. And he himself, like a paper kite with a broken thread, flew out diagonally. There was a soft muffled sound, and he slumped on the beach in the distance.

I only felt that the river and sea were overturned in my chest and abdomen, and even my breathing felt a slight pain. Apparently he was already badly injured. I struggled several times, but I couldn't even sit up, let alone fight to the death with this Mo Yi Society.

"Haha......" Mo Yi would smile contemptuously, "What, you don't want the old man to pay the price anymore?"

"If you do too much injustice, you will be killed, and you will definitely pay for it in the future. Ahem...... I haven't lost yet. Halfway through his words, before he could say a word, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

However, after another mouthful of blood spurted out, it seemed that the pressure on his chest was a little less. With the wind supporting the ground with a pure sword, he finally straightened up slowly. With his left hand, he touched the ribs on his chest, but under the palm just now, most of them were already broken. Every movement will affect the wound, and the rib is close to the heart, if the rib is displaced, and the heart is pierced, the consequences are unimaginable.

Watching the wind get up again from the ground little by little, Mo Yihui couldn't help but be a little moved. snorted and praised: "I can't imagine that under the success of the old man, you can still stand up, which is really commendable." ”

Sui Feng snorted disdainfully, and laughed miserably: "There are many things that you can't think of, you can open my eyes and see clearly!"

As he spoke, he slowly pulled out the Chunjun sword that was inserted in the ground. But although he stood up, there was still a void under his feet.

Sui Feng didn't care about it, and then lifted the sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Mo Yihui in front of him, and there was a coldness in his eyes. (To be continued......)