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Gritting his teeth, Mo Qianchen's entire body was like an unsheathed sword, its sharp edge instantly shaking.

And the moment Mo Qianchen took the risk, the original black power of chaos in her body flashed, and then her blood-red eyes suddenly shot out golden light. Mo Qianchen didn't know where the power came from, so she grabbed the long sword and fiercely

Standing up, the power of the withered meridians suddenly increased greatly, swarming towards the sword like ocean waves.

The icy cold air around him surged instantly.

"Ah..." The moment Mo Qianchen suddenly stood up, the orc corpse that had been silent and motionless in the space suddenly flew out and appeared above Mo Qianchen's head. Shockingly,

The Iron Overlord in the space almost screamed in surprise.

The original black power of chaos suddenly enveloped Mo Qianchen, whose eyes were splitting with blood. The most authentic ancient power belonging to the beast clan was continuously transmitted towards Mo Qianchen from the corpse of the beast clan.

The original black power of chaos combined with the power of Mo Qianchen.

"The way of heaven is impermanent, and the sword follows one's body. God is a sword, and the sword is a god." At the same time, old and majestic words reached Mo Qianchen's ears.

Mo Qianchen, who was full of determination and was ready to fight, was suddenly shocked by the movement. There were three corpses in her space, one was Xuan Tianhao who was transmitting his martial arts, and the other was flying towards the man from the Mu tribe. Now this

A body belonging to the beast tribe, Mo Qianchen never thought that he would pass on the skills to her. She was not a beast tribe.

A brief shock passed through his mind, and Mo Qianchen was instantly stunned by these words that sounded like the divine voice of Buddha.

God is the sword, and the sword is God? This means that the mind of the mind is the sword, and the sword represents one’s own mind. Whatever you think in your mind, the sword will move. If you think about it in your mind, it is a sword, then it is a sword. If you think about slaughtering in your mind, then it will be a sword.

Demon, then you can kill the demon.

Use the body as a sword and people as a sword.

"I understand." Mo Qianchen's eyes that had been open widened suddenly, and the golden color in his pupils was so dazzling that it was almost like the divine light of heaven and earth.

She understood that the highest state of the sword is not the sword but the sword, but she is the sword and the sword is her. The combination of human and sword can destroy the world.

As soon as this idea came to mind, several pages of maps suddenly appeared in front of Mo Qianchen's eyes. This map was the same as the wordless book she and Feng Shukuang obtained when they were in the war-torn land of the human race. However, the moves on it should be from that book.

The last few formulas.

It turned out that when she understood the ultimate point of this sword, there was actually a corresponding sword move for her.

Mo Qianchen immediately looked at everything.

At the same moment, as she screamed, the corpse of the founder of the Orc tribe floating above her head quickly dried up, and then turned into bright starlight, dissipating into the world with invisible power.

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"Blood sword." With a loud roar, Mo Qianchen threw away the sword in his hand and stretched his hand toward the sky.

The sword is in the heart, the picture is in the heart.

The blood sword buzzed instantly, and the blood-colored light surged around the body and flew towards Mo Qianchen's hand.

Holding the bloody sword in his hand, Mo Qianchen didn't even look at the destructive pressure roaring above his head. He stabbed the sword hard into the ground with his backhand: "Break it for me."

The power of ten thousand kilograms is only a little bit, and it only takes one move to break the sky.

The wind moves, the clouds move, the sky collapses and the earth splits.

At this moment, just as Mo Qianchen stabbed out with his sword, the little fat man and the fat baby were running towards him from a distance outside.

"Brother, hurry up, hurry up, mother is in danger." The little fat man grabbed the branches and leaves of the fat baby and shouted anxiously.
Chapter completed!