"Even the Seven Injury Fist can't deal with Li Mo, his punch is shocking." An elder of Kongtong said in horror.

"Even ten of us joined forces, we couldn't stop Li Mo's punch. At least half of the ten people would die, and the other half would definitely lose their combat power. Li Mo was so strong that he had known this... "

"Nothing is useful now, Li Mo resists one after another; the attacks of the two sect masters are also extremely costly. He is very strong, but he still can't resist the joint efforts of the two sect masters. Everything just now is a test. Now the two sect masters know Li Mo's strength. This time, they will definitely join forces and attack with all their strength!"

"Either Zhenren Yuan nor the Master Ziqing did all his efforts, and the next step was the real battle!"

Everyone in the Mo Sect was even more excited, especially Wang Xiaopang, Leng Feng and others. Seeing Li Mo so powerful, they were so excited that they were crazy.

"The teacher is so strong, even the leader of Kongtong, Shushan, is so cool!"

"The teacher is invincible. At this age, he can compete with the sect leader. Who in the world can compare with him?" Hu Xiaqiu was also excited and his pretty face turned red.

"This man is already so strong!" Sakurai Yue also showed a shock on her face. Li Mo's cultivation level was far inferior to her at the beginning. It took only a long time, and in more than a year, Li Mo had reached this level.

Master Yun and Master Ziqing looked at each other, and then stood together. Li Mo had already brought them great pressure, and Li Mo's Taoism completely suppressed them.

"Your swordsmanship is not weaker than my Shushan, but what about the magic weapon? If you practice from the world, you must have no background power. How can you compare with the Shushan that I have been passed down for thousands of years?" At this point, the Sect Master Ziqing will not admit that the swordsmanship of Shushan is not as good as Li Mo. He just said that Li Mo's swordsmanship is not weak, but he is sure that Li Mo has no magic weapon.

"You only have one Star Knife. The speed of the Star Knife is indeed amazing. I have helped you many times before, but when we reach our level, do you think it is possible to rely on speed alone?" Yun Zhenren also said lightly. Although Li Mo's punch was shocking, he still did not worry too much.

"Please double swords!" The Master Ziqing sect stretched his palms forward, and suddenly two rays of light flashed wildly in his storage bag. The speed was too fast, and no one could see what it was. He could only see two rays of lights, one purple and one green, flashed away, and two colorful rays were drawn out in the void.

"Purple-green double swords!" All Shushan innate were excited.

"This is the sacred object of my Shushan Mountain, the most powerful magic weapon, and no one can match it!"

"As soon as the Ziqing Double Swords were released, Li Mo's sword technique was useless no matter how strong Li Mo's sword technique was. With the power of the Ziqing Double Swords, he could not match it!"

Amid the discussions of the innate elders of Shushan, two blue and purple lights stopped in front of the Ziqing Sect Master. These were two long swords, one purple and the other blue, both of which looked crystal clear and shiny light flowing on the sword body. It looked extremely extraordinary at first glance. There were ripples around the two swords, emitting outwards.

The Ziqing Sect Master slowly held the Ziqing swords with both hands. The momentum on his body instantly took off, and an extremely sharp sword intent was dozens of times stronger than just now.

"The reason why I call Ziqing is because over the past few hundred years, I have cooperated with Ziqing's double swords the most tacit understanding, so I was given this name and took over Shushan. It's a pity that few people know this reason now, but you will know in a moment!" The Ziqing Sect Master held Ziqing's double swords in both hands, and then looked at Li Mo. His eyes became firm and even proud again. Ziqing's double swords in his hand, so he could fight anyone.

Li Mo glanced at Ziqing's two swords, felt the powerful momentum, and couldn't help but nod. Compared with that, the sword of Elder Jianming in his hand did seem too shabby. He threw the sword directly at Elder Jianming, and then suddenly looked at Zhenren Yuan.

Above Yuan Zhenren's body, a light light came, and it slowly spread a hundred meters away. Yuan Zhenren's body was like the center of the lake, with water droplets falling constantly, and waves slowly coming.

At some point, Yuan Zhenren had an extra fist glove on his hand. This was a transparent fist glove. It looked as thin as a cicada's wing and was worn on his hand, as light as nothing, but it exuded an extremely terrifying aura, which made people startled to hear it.

"Kongtong's seven-injury fist gloves are indeed well-known. I finally got the honor to meet them for so many years." Sect Master Ziqing praised.

"The Ziqing Swords are beyond my imagination. It is a pleasure to be able to fight with the Ziqing Sect Master today!" Yuan Zhenren put on his fist gloves, and his aura was completely different. He exuded a burst of extremely depressing aura all over his body, as if he would make a devastating attack with one punch.

Although neither of them had any movement, the people around them had already retreated again.

The originally excited disciples of the Mo Sect closed their mouths again after feeling the current aura of their two people, and their faces showed a look of tension.

"If Li Mo could survive the alliance between the Ziqing Sect Master and Yuan Zhenren, no one would be able to resist him!" Yun Xun looked at Li Mo with a hint of expectation in his eyes. Can you really resist it?

"Li Mo, you don't have to fight hard. How old are you? How old are they? And you have taken out the treasure of the sect. You just need to hide in the formation and can only survive. In a few years, who will be your opponent?" Suddenly, Liu Cuihua shouted, showing an anxious look.

Li Mo was also surprised that Liu Cuihua had been talking to him all the time. He turned his head and nodded slightly to him. Then he still did not move any action and did not intend to hide in the formation. He had never thought of this, just a magic weapon. Do you really have no one?

"Does he still want to fight against the two sect leaders alone?" Xia Shang frowned tightly. He never thought that Li Mo had any trump card?

Just when everyone was curious, Li Mo stretched out his hand and saw a broken sword flying out from Mo Island and then landing in Li Mo's hands. Li Mo's body shook slightly and stood firm again.

This broken sword has been reduced countless times at this moment, only half of the length of an ordinary long sword, but it is very wide and belongs to a heavy sword.

Everyone's eyes fell in Li Mo's hands. At this moment, the one that Li Mo could hold in his hands must be the most powerful, but they never expected it to be a broken sword.

This broken sword looks extremely ancient and has some patterns on it. I don’t know if it is a pattern or something. The things formed by these patterns are extremely ancient. A few simple strokes outline something that has never appeared before, which seems to be another kind of civilization.

Moreover, the body of this broken sword seems to have experienced countless years of destruction, and it looks a bit worn out, and the sword body is no longer smooth. There are even some places that seem to have a small piece of it fall off. In short, this is a cultural relic that looks like it will weather at any time.

There was no momentum or flowing light on the sword body. It looked very worn and very ordinary.
Chapter completed!