The middle-aged sword cultivator was furious and said, "Take the murderer!"

Mo Yu's expression was calm, "When the Dao United Front Work Taiwan fights, it is inevitable that death and injury will be killed or injured. How can it be considered the murderer?"

"You... my disciple has already admitted defeat. This slut continues to take action, so naturally the sins are unforgivable!"

"Absent?" Mo Yu lowered his head, "Yu Xuanji, have you told me that you have heard it before?"

Seeing his solemn look, Yu Xuanji hesitated a little, finally shook his head and said weakly: "I haven't heard it."

"Yeah." Mo Yu nodded, "You heard that this has nothing to do with her."

The middle-aged Jian Xiu's mouth twitched, and he was very angry and laughed, "Stop talking nonsense, the facts are right now, so how can you make a quibble! I will hand over this slut immediately, otherwise I will not blame myself for being ruthless!"

A cold light flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, "This matter has nothing to do with my disciple of the Sword Sect. It's better to close your stinky mouth."

"Hmph!" The ancestor Xuanyun's face was as deep as water, and the cultivation of the heavenly way was as beautiful as a sea. "The Lord of the Sword Sect, you have to give me an explanation for this matter."

There was a threat in the low voice.

Jian Wudao sneered, "I have not yet pursued the sudden killer from Wuji Sword Sect that day, and you actually asked for an explanation from this sect."

He grew up and his sword intent soared into the sky, "Old man, can you bully me, there is no one in the Sword Sect!"

The Taoist monks from all sides were stunned and felt a little unreasonable about the sudden arrogant and unreasonable sword sect. It seemed that being forced into a desperate situation, the sword sect was already crazy. A typical example would be caught and bitten by anyone!

Fortunately, it is not them who are in conflict with the Sword Sect now.

The ancestor Xuanyun looked ugly and his heart was furious. He wanted to draw his sword immediately and cut off Jian Wudao. But at this moment, the old monster had not yet discovered his depth and did not want to take action rashly, so he could only endure it for the time being.

"What a Sword Sect! I want to see when you can be arrogant!"

"Huanglong, since they don't hand over the murderer, you can take action and kill this slut! I want to see who dares to stop you!"

"Yes!" Huang Long turned around and saluted, and after he got up, his face showed a ferocious look, "For the last time, hand over this slut?"

Mo Yu's eyes were chilling, "Since you don't shut up, I'll help you shut up forever."

"I'll do you for death!" Huang Long shouted violently, raised his hand and moved forward. The sword instantly started, and a terrifying aura suddenly emanated from him, and a sword suddenly slashed down.

A touch of black gushed out from the tip of the sword, and then burst out like a tide.

Wherever you walk, everything is trapped in the sword of destruction and is completely extinct!

From a distance, the power of this sword is quite similar to the Dead Night of the Great Power of Heaven.

Huanglong looked proud. His destructive sword intent practice had reached a mysterious realm, and terrifying killing broke out, and few people in the imperial rank were attained.

The Seventh Elder of the Sword Sect who came out from somewhere dared to fight him. It was really a deathbed!

Well, if you kill this person and that little maid, the unfavorable impact of the Wuji Sword Sect’s initial battle will be eliminated.

...

In Yuncheng, everyone in the Qing family had no blood on their faces and their eyes were dull.

Many monks who were around him who were flattering and flattering, looked at each other and quietly retreated.

The eyes swept over and there was a sense of pleasure.

Let you be proud and arrogant!

Being played to death!

"The Sword Sect is a huge creature that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. It is not so easy to fall down." A monk murmured in a low voice.

The people around him agree with it, "This is a good word. As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the Sword Sect has already declined, no one can provoke it. I think the result of today's battle is not good!"

"Looking at this posture, the Sword Sect is not afraid of the Wuji Sword Sect at all."

"It's really too early to determine that Wuji Sword Sect can replace the Daotong position now."

As the discussion was full of discussion, many eyes swept to the Qing family, revealing sarcasm.

Qinghuan's body was shaking, he gritted his teeth suddenly and roared: "Elder Huanglong, he will definitely avenge my Yue'er!"

...

The destruction sword intent rolled like a tide, Yu Xuanji's delicate body froze and his pretty face became paler.

She looked up apologetically and felt a little guilty about her involvement with the Seven Elders.

After all, this attack has such terrifying power, even he can't escape unscathed.

But at this moment, the scene in front of her made her unable to help but widen her eyes and show endless vibrations.

Until many years later, I have never forgotten it.

Mo Yu raised his hand and slashed forward casually. The ink-black sword intent of destruction was cut into two from it.

What followed was a howling of pain.

Huanglong hugged his broken arm, his body retreated backwards, and the blood was thrown, and his face was full of pride, with only deep fear.

When I looked up, I saw a pair of cold eyes locking him tightly. At this moment, I took a step forward and rushed towards me at a very fast speed.

"Save me, ancestor!" Huang Long's scalp was numb and screamed in fear.

"Stop!" Xuanyun's ancestor stood up suddenly and waved his sleeves forward.

boom--

In the void, billions of sword lights emerged and rushed to the scene.

Jian Wudao's expression was cold, "Your opponent is this sect!" His figure flashed slightly, and he came to the billions of sword lights and slashed down with one sword.

puff--

The sword light shattered, the sword shadow kept slashing down.

The ancestor Xuanyun was furious, "Jian Wudao, you are looking for death!" He raised his hand, and a long blue sword appeared in his hand and stabbed it out directly.

This sword penetrated the world and space, and felt a faint charm of "Tao".

It didn't look too fast, but it appeared in the middle of Jian Wudao's eyebrows in an instant.

Jian Wudao's eyes suddenly lit up, and his already powerful aura erupted like a volcano, and his gray robe swelled.

The sword pointed at the middle of his eyebrows. At a critical moment, the long sword in his hand blocked the sword with a mysterious trajectory.

When the Xuanyun Ancestor's expression changed slightly, Jian Wudao suddenly looked up, his eyes bright, like burning stars.

"To crush my Sword Sect? This Sect will kill you, the old man!" With a loud laugh, Jian Wudao's figure suddenly rushed out, and the violent sword intent exploded wildly.

The ancestor Xuanyun had no time to think and could only be forced to fight. In the blink of an eye, the two collided together.

The crazy fighting, the huge sword intent of the confrontation stirred the whole world, and a turbulent and blurred figure, disappeared from the figures of the two, and suddenly formed a pure sword killing prison!

Any existence that enters it will be shattered into pieces, and even divine thoughts cannot be explored.

The head of the Divine Sect, the monks in the Ten Directions of Taoist Orthodox were shocked, and they stared at the Sword Killing Prison in front of them.

If nothing unexpected happens, whoever can get out of it alive means that today's dispute over Taoism has come to an end.

But at this moment, Huang Long didn't care about being nervous for the ancestor Xuanyun. He looked at Mo Yu who was approaching quickly, and his fear in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

"Save me! Save me!"

In Wuji Sword Sect, Huang Tian looked ugly and wanted to kill him with his own hands. This was a waste who lost all the face of the sect.

But at this moment, he couldn't watch him being killed.

As soon as the figure moved, he rushed out suddenly, "Stay someone under the sword!"

With a low growl, he had raised his sword and slashed it down.

But the next moment, Huang Tian felt a throbbing in his heart, and hairs suddenly appeared behind him.

He didn't have time to think more, so he stopped suddenly and his figure retreated backwards.

A sword light flashed in front of him, cutting his chest and tearing a small wound.

But the terrifying sword intent had a very strong tearing attribute. With his body, his body could not heal, and blood flowed quickly dyed the robe on his chest red.

Huang Tian was scared. If he reacted slowly, this sword could seriously hurt him even if it could not take his life.

The sword intent with space attributes... He looked up at Mo Yu, with deep fear on his face.

Mo Yu did not continue to chase and stopped beside Huang Long. His chest was pierced by the sword light and he fell to the ground and trembled.

He let go of Yu Xuanji and said lightly: "This person will teach you how to deal with it."

"Ah?" Yu Xuanji exclaimed, his eyes quickly turned red, "You...how did you know..."

With excitement, she forgot her magnanimity.

Mo Yu's eyes exposed by the black mask were calm, "Look at his reaction, I can't hide it."

Yu Xuanji took a deep breath, "Thank you!"

She held the long sword in her hand tightly, looked down at the ground, and the yellow dragon with a look of fear.

"Bitch, what do you want to do! I am the elder of Wuji Sword Sect and a disciple of the Ancestor Xuanyun. If you dare to kill me, you will definitely die in the future without a burial place!"

Yu Xuanji looked cold and unmoved at all, "Elder Huanglong, I have seen you. That year, the heavy snowstorm, the Yu family in Haohan City did not leave any chickens and dogs, and I happened to go out to play, hid in the crowd and saw your face clearly..."

puff--

The long sword pierced his chest, and the attached king-level divine sword force wiped his soul at the same time.

Huang Long widened his eyes tightly, and his hands stretched out seemed to want to grab something, and his breath gradually dissipated.

Yu Xuanji's body softened and his knees fell, tears streaming down, "Dad, mother, brother, I'll avenge you!"

Mo Yu stood quietly aside.

Huang Tian's face was gloomy and calm. After a few breaths, he finally sighed and slowly retreated.

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Chapter completed!