Yunfeng's eyes suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with shock and anger!

Demigod!

Mo Yu’s true cultivation is actually a semi-god level!

Seeing that he did not do anything, Yun Feng did not dare to delay any more. He waved his sleeves suddenly, and the rules of the entire plane of heaven and earth suddenly changed, exuding a powerful imprisonment force, suppressing all the explosive impact!

Otherwise, if the power of the demigods' fighting power bursts out, most of the immortals here will be killed at close range, and the other cultivators will be killed even more.

If this is true, even with his identity, there will be big trouble.

After a long time, the monk on the Holy Mountain Platform woke up from the horror of the demigods' encounter. He suddenly found that his robe was soaked in sweat, and there was no more blood on his pale face!

The eyes looked like endless awe.

Mo Yu looked cold and said lightly: "Fellow Taoist Yunfeng, I want to deal with Master Lu Jue Sword and Master Ximen Jueyi. Is this qualified enough?"

The cold and harsh voice, which contained great majesty, spread from afar at this moment.

Yun Feng's face was gloomy. Although he was angry and even felt fooled, Mo Yu had already shown a powerful force that was completely out of him, and he faintly gave him a feeling of extreme danger. For a moment, he could not have had any attack!

Hearing this, he was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Fellow Daoist Mo Yu is a demigod, and his majesty cannot be offended, and even if he is immortal, his sins cannot be forgiven. But they are the strong men of our tribe, and each of them is extremely precious. If it is not necessary, please show mercy to fellow Daoist Mo Yu."

Having said that, his attitude has softened.

"Okay." Mo Yu nodded directly, without being aggressive. He waved his sleeves. The three of Qiu Laomo, Qinglin Ancestor, and Di Jiuyuan suddenly bleed blood in their mouths and noses, but their bodies were released. "You will not die until you die. I will punish you a little today, but if you commit another crime, you will definitely forgive me!"

"Thank you, Lord Mo Yu."

The three immortals hurriedly saluted, with a respectful voice and no longer had any disrespect. The huge gap in strength between them made the hatred in their original hearts disappear at this moment.

It is a great luck for them to be able to escape unscathed.

"When I was at Wushan, you deliberately made things difficult for me. After that, I have repeatedly tried to kill me. My crime should not be forgiven, but I will spare you from death because of my fellow Taoist Yunfeng! But death is absolved, and living crime is hard to forgive. Now the Japanese will destroy your immortal cultivation!" Mo Yu stretched out his hand, and in the void, billions of swords suddenly sounded at the same time. The fear from the instinct made the Lord of the Sword suddenly stiffen.

The next moment.

boom!

The sword element in his body gushed out wildly, falling into Mo Yu's hand, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yun Feng's eyes shrank slightly, and naturally he could see from his vision that Mo Yu was forcibly drawing the sword element of the Lord of the Sword of the Sword, and fundamentally knocking his cultivation down to the immortal level. Even he had never seen such a method. And at this moment, the sense of danger that Mo Yu brought him was also rising wildly, as if he was a long sword with endless power, slashing the sky and breaking the earth, only in a moment.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

The sound of swords suddenly came from afar. Countless sword cultivators were shocked and turned their heads to look. They saw endless sword shadows roaring from the direction of the sword tomb. Crossing the sky was like a sword river, vast and vast!

And their target was Mo Yu. The infinite sword shadows surrounded him and turned into a sword vortex, spinning rapidly. The number of sword shadows was increasing at a terrifying speed.

Ten thousand.

Twenty thousand.

Thirty thousand.

...

Eighty thousand.

Ninety thousand.

Hundreds of thousands.

...

Two hundred thousand.

Three hundred thousand.

Four hundred thousand.

...

One million!

In just a short moment, the number of sword shadows around Mo Yu broke through one million. It was not until the increase speed was gradually reduced until... the last sword shadow gathered into the vortex of the sword.

One hundred and twenty-four thousand paths, this is the sword tomb, the number of all sword shadows.

The Sacred Mountain of Sword Sect seemed to wake up from its sleep at this moment. The main peak and countless secondary peaks burst out with infinite sword auras, gathered in the sky, and turned into a sword shadow that held the sky!

The mighty pressure shocked the nine heavens and ten earths!

boom!

boom!

boom!

Countless sword auras burst out wildly, and all the swords of the sword sect, and the natal swords were not controlled at this moment, flew out of their bodies, pointing to the point of Mo Yu's sword, and it seemed like worship, revealing no surrender and awe.

Among them, there are even fourteen sword masters of the Sword Sect, such as Xingchen and Haoyue!

Summon all the sword shadows who summoned all the sword tombs and brought thousands of swords to worship them, and they were the leader of the Sword Sect. This matter was spread in the Sword Sect, and all the Sword Sect monks knew about it, but they never thought that someone could do it.

After all, in the long history of the Sword Sect, there are very few who have served as sect masters who can induce all the sword shadows of the Sword Tomb.

But now, this scene is right in front of you!

The Star Sword Master's eyes suddenly became bright, and he showed endless joy. He suddenly knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice: "The first sword master of the Sword Sect, Xingchen, see the Sect Master!"

His worship made the Sword Sect cultivator shocked the hearts of the mind and followed suit and reacted immediately.

"See the Sect Master!"

The sword masters of each peak fell down at the same time.

"See the Sect Master!"

On the platform, all the Sword Sect cultivators, including the Fourth Peak monks, fell to their knees.

Summon all the sword tombs and sword shadows, and the silent holy mountain awakened. The identity of Mo Yu's Sword Sect leader was confirmed in an instant. As for Ximen Jueyi... it was just an episode!

Mo Yu waved his sleeves, and Lu Jue's figure flew backwards. His face turned pale and his eyes showed resentment. The aura in his body had fallen to the sword master realm. His cultivation had been destroyed by Mo Yu. Unless there was a fate that defied the heavens, his cultivation in this life would stop here and he would be unable to improve any further.

"Lu Jue, I'm leaving your life alone, I'm concerned about Yunfeng's face. Do you really think that I dare not kill you?"

The cold words made Lu Jue's face suddenly froze.

Yun Feng frowned and whispered, "Lu Jue, fellow Taoist Mo Yu spared your life, I'm not grateful!"

"Thank you, Lord Mo Yu!" Lu Jue lowered his head and spoke word by word, but no matter what he was in his heart, he could only hold it back.

Yun Feng's eyes flashed with displeasure, but when he thought of his experience today, he could understand his performance at this moment, and he couldn't help but sigh.

If you want to blame, you can only blame your bad luck. Your former enemy has now become a demigod.

Hesitated for a moment and said, "Fellow Daoist Mo Yu, this Ximen Jueyi..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Yu's wave, "Ximen Jueyi must die, there is no need to say anything about this."

Feeling the firmness in his words, Yunfeng paused for a moment and finally stopped talking.

The only expectation deep in Ximen Jue's eyes was completely extinguished at this moment, and the endless despair and unwillingness completely drowned his mind. Suddenly, he howled wildly, "I am immortal, a strong man in the pillar of the clan. Even if you are a demigod, you can't kill me at will! Mo Yu, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

Mo Yu looked cold and there was no fluctuation in his eyes. "Ximen Jueyi, if I want to kill you, you will definitely die. No one in this world can save you."

He raised his hand and grabbed it forward!

boom!

The plane rules vibrated, and the endless heaven and earth elemental power gathered wildly, turning into terrifying strangling forces and swept out. Ximen Jue's face suddenly froze, his eyes dimmed, and his body silently turned into ashes. His soul was also wiped out at the same time!

immortal!

immortal!

In the end, his soul was scattered, and there was no trace of it in this world.

Perhaps there is nothing in these heavens and worlds, it exists forever. It is as powerful as Orleans, and the eternal sequence of existence as the beginning of the Demons, cannot escape the catastrophe and struggle.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Yu, the immortal monk has died, and this matter must be reported to the parliament, so I will take the lead."

Mo Yu bowed, "No."

Yunfeng's eyes were complicated, he nodded and brushed his sleeves and raised his head. He stepped down with one step, and his figure disappeared.

Squeezing down his thoughts, Mo Yu turned around and glanced over below, and slowly said, "All the practitioners of the Sword Sect will be free from courtesy."

"Thank you, Sect Master!"
Chapter completed!