Ximen Jueyi felt all the gathering gazes, and his heart was a little floating, but soon a figure appeared in his mind. These Xu Piaoran disappeared in a blink of an eye. In the Taibai Sword Sect, perhaps no one among his peers could see them, but Ximen Jueyi knew that there were people in this world that were stronger than him!

"Don't speak!"

After silently reciting this name, Ximen Jueyi's heart twitched slightly, as if he had been opened to his bloody wound, and he was extremely painful.

But he endured it silently because of this pain that he didn't want to forget.

Only in this way can he be encouraged to keep getting stronger!

He had a premonition that maybe they would see each other again soon, and then he would return everything he had endured ten times a hundred times!

Ximen Jue looked up and looked at the figure surrounded by countless sword shadows in the distance, his brows frowned slightly.

Yu Mo is quite powerful. Now the summoned sword shadow has exceeded 7,000, and the number is still increasing. On the contrary, after he broke through 10,000, the number of sword shadows increased significantly. But his expression was very calm. Ten thousand sword shadows are a threshold, and Yu Mo may not be able to break through. Even if he breaks through, what? After all, his true strength has not been fully demonstrated.

Eight thousand...Nine thousand...Ten thousand...Ten thousand...

"Junior Brother Yu Mo summoned the sword shadow to break through ten thousand!"

The monks of the Seventh Peak breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and their faces were filled with excitement.

The speed of the sword shadow increased by Yumo Junior Brother Jianying was not changing, but the sword shadow was reduced as soon as Ximen Jue summoned it, and the other was gone, and the gap between the two was constantly shrinking. At this speed, it would not take too long to catch up or even overtake. Once it was completed, you could completely step on the fourth peak under your feet.

The monk of the Seventh Peak was now full of excitement.

Correspondingly, the fourth peak monk gradually became silent and showed an angry look on his face. Yu Mo could catch up with Senior Brother Ximen... Could it be that Senior Brother Ximen would be defeated in this battle? Although he did not want to believe it, the fact seemed to be right now.

Ten thousand ways.

Twelve thousand ways.

The number of sword shadows around Mo Yu is still increasing rapidly. In the process of rotation, it is like a vortex of a sword, with a shocking momentum!

When Ximen Jue summoned the sword shadow, there were only more than 13,000 paths, and he would be surpassed in just a few breaths. But at this moment, his voice suddenly came, and the calmness was not high, but the sound of the trembling sound of thousands of swords could not hide any of them.

"Yu Mo, you are indeed very strong. You are qualified to let me Ximen Jueyi use my true strength!"

"If I want you to lose today, you will definitely lose!"

boom!

The aura of swords burst out in his body, and at this moment, a vague sword shadow appeared above his head, several miles in size, emitting endless aura of killing and destruction! The whole person seemed to be integrated with the sword shadow, and the man is a sword, and the sword is a man!

The entire space, the sound of swords sounded, surged wildly in an instant!

Countless sword shadows roared out of the sword tomb, causing Ximen Jue to summon the sword shadow to soar several times, like the vast and rushing Yangtze River. Every breath, there were countless sword shadows gathered around him.

Ten thousand ways!

Ten thousand ways!

Ten thousand ways!

...

The most direct change brought about by the crazy increase in the number of sword shadows is the rapid increase of Ximen Jue's breath! It is like the king of the sword. With just one thought, thousands of swords descend! The vast sword shadow river is shaking, and the majestic and terrifying aura. In just one moment, he completely suppressed Mo Yu!

Ten thousand ways!

Twenty thousand ways!

Twenty thousand ways!

...

The number of sword shadows that increased wildly finally stayed at more than 27,000, and was black. At first glance, it looked like a vast ocean of swords! Every moment, nearly 30,000 sword shadows flew and howled, and the sounds caused were deafening!

Ximen Jueyi spoke slowly, "Yu Mo, do you admit defeat?"

The voice was plain, but the high point that was revealed was like a god sitting upright in the clouds, overlooking the tiny ant on the ground.

There is no other sound in the entire sub-peak platform at this moment!

Looking at the terrifying vortex formed by the rotation of nearly 30,000 sword shadows above the sky, the monks of the Thirteen Peaks of the Sword Sect were stunned.

For them, the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Shadows are an unimaginable body, and the Thirty Thousand Dao... will it be so powerful? This point is far beyond their imagination!

The Lord of the Sword of Reaper had no expression on his face, but a faint sense of pride flashed in his eyes.

Today, let you know whose disciple is the strongest of the younger generation!

Yumo, is he worthy?

Turning back to look at the Lord of Haoyue Sword, the shock on his face made Lord of Lujue feel more comfortable. Perhaps today, the face of the Fourth Peak was severely damaged, and five core disciples including Ji Xiang died, but as long as Ximen Jueyi can take advantage of the situation to rise, nothing is worth it.

"Haoyue, now you should know that it was the Lord of Star Sword who spoke and saved the life of your disciple. But today, the one who won in the end was still my fourth peak!"

The Star Sword Master had a bright look and remained silent with the other ten sword masters, but they obviously had already agreed to what the Lord of the Sword Master Lu Jue said.

At the seventh-level Sword Emperor Realm, nearly 30,000 sword tombs can be summoned. Ximen Jue breaks through the shackles and becomes the 14th sword master of the Sword Sect, which is extremely likely!

And this is worthy of the entire Sword Sect, to protect and cultivate him, and not to die unexpectedly before he gets completely normal.

"I, as the first sword master of the Sword Sect, recognize the identity of the prepared sect of Ximen Jue. No internal struggles in the Sword Sect can endanger their safety. Otherwise, I will temporarily exercise the power of the Sect Master and open the Holy Mountain Sword Slaying Platform."

The Star Sword Lord's low voice echoed above the sky, but due to intentional restrictions, the monks at each peak below could not hear it.

"I, the second sword master of the Sword Sect, Zang Yue, and I agree with the first sword master."

"I, the third sword master of the Sword Sect, Canghai, and I agree with the first sword master."

"I, the fourth sword master of the Sword Sect, Lu Jue, and I agree with the first sword master."

...

The Lord of Haoyue Sword felt bitter, but at this moment, he had to express his words to approve.

The statement of the Taibai Sword Sect of the Great Freedom Taibai Sword Sect and the Thirteen Peaks are slightly untrue. Because, for countless years, no peak has dared to truly compete with the First Peak!

The Star Sword Lord has a long and ancient life and has been in charge of the Sword Sect for endless years. Even the other twelve Sword Lords do not know. But no one dares to doubt his terror.

In the Sword Sect, which has no sect leader in charge, he is the only one who has been recognized by the Holy Mountain and is qualified to temporarily sect leader's power, and his status is vaguely higher than that of the other sword Sect Masters.

It is precisely because of his existence that the Great Free Taibai Sword Sect has not fallen apart during the countless years of struggles between the Twelve Sword Lords, and is still ranked among the eight super sects in the Central Region Continent.

Therefore, the Haoyue Sword Master was powerless to object to the proposal of the Star Sword Lord, and he had no reason to object.

Because he understood that over the years, every decision of the Star Sword Lord was to maintain and strengthen the power of the Sword Sect.

With the strength shown by Ximen Jueyi, he became a preparatory sect son of the sect and deserved his name.

But in my heart, I really feel unwilling!

The Lord of Haoyue Sword looked at the disciple who was completely covered by countless sword shadows, felt the increasing number of sword shadows, and his mood gradually calmed down. In such a situation, he could not be humble, arrogant, unyielding and unyielding, and not giving up. This state of mind is really rare!

Even if he loses today, he will be able to get it back in the future! With his careful teaching in the future, he will not believe that his disciple is not as good as Ximen Jueyi.

The overall situation has been decided!

This is the thoughts in the minds of all the Taibai Sword Sect monks here, including the Thirteen Sword Lord.

The fourth peak monk was even more excited and cheered.

But at this moment, Mo Yu's plain voice spread from afar, "Summoning nearly 30,000 sword shadows, and their strength is indeed about to be around, but with these alone, you, Ximen Jueyi, are not qualified to give up."

Saying the words...

boom!

Mo Yu's body, the attraction power of the pair of sword shadows in the sword tomb was soaring wildly!

With the sword bead in hand, or, if you master the purple gold sword shadow, you really compete with the number of sword shadows summoned by the sword tomb. Even when facing the Lord of the Sword Lord, he can be fearless, let alone just Ximen Jueyi.

If you think about it carefully, today's situation is very similar to that in Wushan. You will be able to knock it down when he rises to the top. But I have to say that only in this way can the strongest attack on the mind and will!

I stepped on him once, but now I am coming to my door again, so I will step on him hard again! Let’s see if Ximen Jueyi is really an immortal little strongman, and he can become stronger and stronger again!

Sword Tomb.

After Mo Yu mobilized the power of the sword beads and released the breath of the purple gold sword shadow, the countless long swords inserted into the ground trembled violently at this moment, as if they were about to flap their wings and fly! But in the end, it seemed that they were insufficient in strength and the trembling sword body could not fly out, but at this moment, there were dense and difficult-to-calculate sword shadows, shot out at the same moment, roaring straight to the platform of the Holy Mountain Sub-peak!

The sudden change caused countless monks here to take a neat breath of air conditioning, turn to the distant sky, and look at the sword shadow covering the sky and the earth, and look at the face of horror.

Buzz!

Buzz!

The trembling sounds like a tide came, instantly filling the minds of all monks.

After a long time, when they came to their senses and looked at the terrifying sword shadow vortex that had soared several times, their eyes suddenly showed awe from the heart.

"Sixty thousand...sixty thousand sword shadows!"

I don’t know which peak monk, when he felt clearly, suddenly screamed. He was trembling with shock and trembling, and his voice was distorted and deformed.

But at this moment, no monk cared about this. All their minds were attracted by the monks in the sword shadow vortex.

The seventh peak...Yu Mo!

Ximen Jue bit his teeth and stared at the distance. The sword shadow vortex that was twice as big as himself, and his heart was in chaos. He asked his opponent for his defeat, but in a blink of an eye, this situation was like this. The slap on his face made him hold his breath in his chest, and he couldn't breathe out, and his face couldn't help but turn red quickly.

"Ximen Jueyi, do you admit defeat?"

What I said before was returned, and this situation was so familiar. Thinking of Wushan and now, this person's mind was "booming" and completely fell into chaos. He opened his mouth suddenly and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Impossible! You can't be so strong! Yu Mo, Mo Yu, Yu Mo, Mo Yu... You are Mo Yu, you are Mo Yu!"
Chapter completed!