Mo Yun shouted violently, and stretched out his five fingers forward, a red long sword flowed out from his fingertips, and the red light surged, and then stabbed towards Wen Qingye with a bang.
Edgeworth's Technique!
Wen Qingye saw it at night, and knew that this Mo Yun's cultivation was the art of the sword.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
The boundless sharp aura raged, bursting out with terrifying and extremely murderous intent, although it was just an ordinary sword path, but Mo Yun had cultivated to an extremely high level.
"Swordsmanship?
I'll accompany you to practice swordsmanship."
Wen Qingye took a step back with his footsteps, and the sword was instantly withdrawn, and a turquoise light suddenly appeared, directly facing the flying red sword.
Sonorous!
The two swords clashed, and suddenly from that sword burst out a sound of gold and iron that made people's eardrums pierce, and a terrifying storm of true qi also came into being.
"Let's go, these two great sword cultivators are fighting, and we can't get close."
When a second-grade golden immortal monk saw this, his face changed, and he yelled around, and then his body rushed into the distance.
When the surrounding masters saw it, they also avoided it in a panic and avoided it into the distance.
"Kid, that's kind of interesting" Mo Yun licked his lips and sneered: "No wonder I can kill Zhong Yan, but the gap between me and Zhong Yan is not a star and a half."
The blade of the Extreme Flame Sword allowed the sleeves to swing, and the red sword spun in a circle in mid-air, emitting a series of red streamer afterimages, and there were more and more afterimages, as if countless sword bodies had really appeared.
"Extreme Flame Peerless Sword!"
Mo Yunqing snorted, his right arm flew a little towards the sword, and with a soft groan from the sword body, the sharp breath vibrated like piercing the void.
Whoa!
Whoa!
The entire Dingfeng Restaurant was instantly pierced by the terrifying sword qi, revealing the blue sky, Mo Yun's body was vertical, and his finger pointed at the sword body.
The red sword was still spinning in mid-air, and because of the high-speed movement around it, countless sword bodies appeared, and then it received a little bit from Mo Yun and killed Wen Qingye.
It was as if countless flying swords were falling from the sky, and each flying sword had a terrifying temperature, like a meteor, and everyone had no doubt that if they were smashed, the tragic scene.
Wen Qingye raised his eyebrows slightly, and the sword in his hand was raised, and the black blade was as magnificent as the starry sky, with an extremely attractive divine light.
Phew!
A strange voice came from the Yi Nian sword, and everyone felt a sense of spirit, and by the time everyone came back to their senses, the sword light had already killed the forward.
"Heavenly Demon Soul Chasing Sword!
Dementor!
” Wen Qingye grabbed the hilt of the Yinian Sword with his right hand, and stabbed at the sword light that Mo Yun in front of him, with a terrifying black blade light on the blade.
Sonorous!
The two swords intersected, and the red and black light also collided fiercely, and a terrifying storm of true qi rippled out, and some of the tables and chairs that were still left around them turned into debris, and all the masters swung their bodies and flew into the air.
Wen Qingye's body floated out directly, and bursts of scorching temperature came from the sword body, all of which were continuously dissolved by Wen Qingye's true qi.
At the moment when the two swords collided, Mo Yun's face suddenly became extremely pale, and his steps stepped back again and again.
If someone could look at Mo Yun internally, they would definitely find that his internal organs were almost broken, and if it weren't for his seventh-grade Golden Immortal cultivation, he might have died directly because of the shattering of his internal organs.
Xiaoqing sneered, "The loss of my Dingfeng Restaurant must be compensated by this blood dragon brake."
"Not necessarily" Bai Ruxuan clasped his hands on his chest, his beautiful eyes flashed with a light, and he looked indifferently at Wen Qingye and Mo Yun in front of him, "I don't think Mo Yun may be able to survive."
Xiaoqing was slightly startled when she heard Bai Ruxuan's words, and said, "Miss, what do you mean?"
” Xiaoqing looked at Wen Qingye in the distance, there was something strange in her eyes, why did she always feel that this beard was a little familiar?
Bai Ruxuan looked at Mo Yun's pale face, then looked at Wen Qingye, and said in a low voice: "The master of Zhuxian Sect has reappeared."
Because Wen Qingye was suppressing the use of the Heavenly Demon Soul Chasing Sword, none of the onlookers could see that Wen Qingye was using the famous martial arts of killing the Immortal Monarch.
Wen Qingye watched Mo Yun's face change, knowing that the time was good, he sneered, and the light of the sword in his hand was revealed.
Wow!
With a transfer technique, Wen Qingye disappeared from everyone's field of vision, and when everyone reacted, he had already appeared not far from Mo Yun.
Mo Yun had a stirring spirit in his heart, and he didn't dare to hold it up anymore, so he hurriedly cast the Fa Heaven and Earth, and the five-grade Dao body also came out.
The red sword also changed in his hand, becoming hundreds of zhang long.
"Baizhang Demon Sword!"
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Mo Yun clenched his teeth, held the sword in both hands, and slashed towards Wen Qingye, who rushed into the distance, and the red sword in his hand struck like splitting the mountains and splitting the sky.
Wen Qingye's eyes were as calm as mountains, and the sword in his hand was even more calm and leisurely, secretly containing terrifying murderous intentions.
Boom!
Boom!
Wen Qingye didn't expect Mo Yun to be able to fight back so strongly at this time, his steps retreated again and again, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but overflow with a trace of blood.
"Boy, you still want to kill me?"
Mo Yun held the giant sword, suspended in the air, and looked at Wen Qingye with an indifferent expression, "I will cut off your head today, so that the younger people can take a good look at the consequences of offending my Blood Dragon Brake."
Whoosh!
After Mo Yun finished speaking, he picked up the giant sword in his hand and killed Wen Qingye in front of him.
Buzzing!
Buzzing!
Wen Qingye's eyes were cold, and the sword in his hand turned, and the cold wind flowed out of the sword body, violently attacking forward.
Shi Cheng stood high in the sky, feeling the gloomy cold wind, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and said, "It's such a terrifying wind, this martial arts is not simple."
"Die, boy!"
Mo Yun held the sword in both hands, stepped on it, and slashed directly towards Wen Qingye.
Wen Qingye was not afraid, and he also directly cast the Law Heaven and Earth, although he did not have the support of a strong Dao body, but the strength he improved was also very extraordinary.
"Heavenly Demon Soul Chasing Sword!
Chasing the Wind and Eating Souls!
” Wen Qingye swept towards Mo Yun in front of him with a sword, and the billowing black sword qi was accompanied by a terrifying yin wind, and some of the monks around him who were timid by nature were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
Sonorous!
The two swords intersected again, and waves of qi rushed madly from the middle of the two swords towards the distance.
Wen Qingye suddenly felt a stream of red blood qi rushing straight to the dantian, and hurriedly ran the Qilin Fire to burn the blood qi cleanly, and at the same time, his footsteps also retreated a few steps towards the rear.
Mo Yun's footsteps were motionless, his eyes widened angrily, and he looked at Wen Qingye in front of him in dismay, but his breath was gone.