To be recognized by the Divine Sword, the power to surrender is required to make it surrender.

Mo Yu looked calm and raised his hand and grabbed it forward.

boom--

The breath of unparalleled swordsmanship was like a volcano gushing, erupting with a bang!

The black long sword trembled, as if it had pierced into an invisible barrier, and its speed suddenly decreased.

Every inch of progress becomes extremely difficult.

It struggled violently, and the sword edge burst into a black halo, but it could not break free from this suppression.

It took a full moment to calm the black sword a little bit.

Mo Yu reached out and took it into his hand, and the black sword whistled.

Conquered!

Although I don’t know what the black long sword originated, its quality is definitely one of the highest in Fengjian Pavilion.

But at this moment, Mo Yu's face changed slightly, and he sensed that a certain existence suddenly revived deep in his eyebrows.

Then, a terrifying devouring force burst out from it.

However, this devouring power was not directed at Mo Yu, but the long sword in his hand.

The black long sword trembled suddenly, and it turned out to be like a sheep staring at by a lion, tiger and beast, losing its power to struggle.

Immediately, Mo Yu could clearly sense that the powerful sword force it contained gushed outwards wildly and disappeared from his forehead.

After a few breaths, the black long sword still looked the same, but it had lost all its power.

Mo Yu's hand moved slightly, and it turned into powder all over the ground quietly.

The entire Fengjian Pavilion suddenly became quiet at this moment, and all the long swords in the battle were still.

They revolved around Mo Yu, and actually conveyed a feeling of scrutiny, as if they had discovered something incredible.

But at this moment, Mo Yu didn't take this into consideration. He frowned and showed solemnity on his face.

Suddenly, the one who took action and swallowed the black long sword was actually the Xuanhuang Palace that had been silent!

This Xuanhuang clan’s treasure was even more faintly conveying a sense of desire. Could it be that it can swallow the power of the long sword and restore its own power?

Mo Yu's eyes lit up suddenly.

This treasure is definitely at the level of the treasure. If it can be controlled in hand, it will be enough to make his power soar to one level.

After a brief thought, Mo Yu suddenly raised his hand and another long sword fell into his hands.

boom--

At the middle of the eyebrows, the devouring power burst out again. In just a moment, the power of this sword with a significant quality was swallowed up and turned into a piece of powder.

The breath of Xuanhuang Palace has been improved a little more.

...

Outside Feng Jian Pavilion, everyone looked strange.

Why did it suddenly become quiet inside?

Could it be that the Seventh Elder is choosing which sword to choose?

Yes, that must be it.

Jianmo and Jiancheng looked at each other, and at the same time showed deep admiration.

He is worthy of being the uncle of the seventh division!

The next moment, the space flashed slightly, and Jian Wudao's figure suddenly appeared. He looked gloomy and shouted in a low voice: "What happened to Feng Jiange?"

Jianmo was startled and hurriedly saluted, "See the teacher! Uncle Seventh Master is choosing a sword in the pavilion."

"Choose a sword?" Jian Wudao frowned. What's going on? He sensed clearly that the aura of a peerless sword just now suddenly disappeared.

Is this related to Yumo?

But what exactly is he doing?

At this moment, Jian Wudao frowned again, and he felt more clearly as the distance was closer. Another sword aura in the Fengjian Pavilion was weakened rapidly and finally disappeared.

If it were someone else, he would have broken in directly, but it was Mo Yu.

Just as Jian Wudao's face was gloomy and clear, the space flashed continuously, and Jian Wuya and others who noticed that they were inappropriate arrived one after another.

"Senior Brother, what happened? Why did the long sword aura that belonged to the Sword Demon Ancestor in my senses disappeared?" Jian Wusheng spoke first, with a stern face.

He worshipped the Sword Sect, and his inheritance belonged to the Sword Demon Ancestor. He worshipped this Sword Sect master very much and wanted to recover the long sword he left in Fengjian Pavilion. He tried it many times but was unwilling to give up.

I suddenly felt this today, and naturally I was shocked and angry.

Jian Wuya and others also looked solemn.

Jian Wudao smiled bitterly, "This sect doesn't know much about this." He paused, "Mo Yu, is choosing a sword in the pavilion."

"Is it him?" Jian Wusheng frowned. He knew nothing about the seventh junior brother who suddenly appeared. He only agreed to join his teacher because of his trust in Jian Wuya.

But what happened today made Jian Wusheng feel a little suspicious.

Could it be that which force sent this person to sneak into the Sword Sect to destroy it?

Jian Wuya shook his head, "This sect can be sure that the seventh junior brother has no intention of harming my Sword Sect, so the third junior brother does not have to doubt it. As for the truth of the matter, I think I will give you and me a reasonable explanation after he comes out."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. It was the skill of these words that the sword aura in Fengjian Pavilion disappeared again.

What exactly is Yumo doing?

"No! The inherited sword left by the Sword Spirit Master, the breath is rapidly weakening... disappearing!" Jian Wuyi shouted in a low voice, his green sword robe was automatically windy, and his old face flowed out.

She is a descendant of the Sword Spirit Ancestor. Her inherited sword was destroyed, so she was naturally furious!

Several senior officials of the Sword Sect could not calm down immediately.

The sword in Fengjian Pavilion seems to be left high all year round and has no use.

But it is one of the powerful foundations accumulated by the Sword Sect for tens of thousands of years.

Its importance is not at all downstairs of the Sword Sutra!

Each sword, placed in the hands of the disciples of the Sword Sect, can directly burst out with powerful combat power.

Especially the sword left by the ancestor-level powerful sword sects of all generations is extremely precious, even if they all desire it.

If you let it be destroyed, the strength of the entire Sword Sect will be invisibly weakened at least three levels!

"Sect Master, you can't wait any longer!" Jian Wuya spoke in a deep voice, "No matter what Mo Yu is doing, you must interrupt him immediately!"

"Yes! My Sword Sect has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and it is only about the size of Feng Jian Pavilion today, and it must not be destroyed!"

"Sect Master, please make a decision quickly!"

Jian Wudao's face looked ugly, and after a gloomy look in his eyes, he focused his head, "Okay!"

He believed in his judgment on Mo Yu, but he had to take action in the current situation.

I just hope that Yu Mo would not be dissatisfied with the Sword Sect because of this.

But at this moment, before they could stop them, Feng Jiange suddenly trembled and collapsed with a bang.

Jian Wuya and others' bodies froze suddenly!

Falling...

Feng Jiange actually collapsed!

The sudden incident made their minds stagnate instantly, but the scene that immediately caught their eyes made their hearts suddenly shrink and their faces completely gloomy!

At this moment, Mo Yu stood in the air among countless swords, like a black hole, madly devouring the power of these swords.

No wonder before, the sword aura kept disappearing, so it was like this!

Yu Mo has practiced such a vicious secret technique that he can actually forcibly plunder the sword in the long sword!

But at this moment, no one thought about it anymore, and the fierce anger made their eyes red.

"Damn it! Stop it!" Jian Wusheng was the first to shout, raised his hand and slashed forward with a sword.

boom--

The Emperor's Sword shocked the world, and the entire sky suddenly became dark, sprinkling endless aura of destruction.

But what is shocking is that the sword fell down and did not cause any damage to Mo Yu at all. It was directly shaken by the terrifying sword force around him.

The source of this sword force is the countless Fengjiange swords that are constantly plundering their power.
Chapter completed!