【Name: Chen Mo】

【Age: 28】

[Distribution attributes: 8]

[Gongfa: Yuhua Jue (integrates through), Taiyi Yin and Yang Shu (first peeping door diameter).]

【Realm: One Product】

【Soul: Four Products】

[Soul Method: Xuanming Dead Seal (ascend to the Peak)]

[Martial arts: Eight Desert town prison (returning to the true), convergence (return to the true), iron cloth shirt (returning to the true), yin and yang technique (return to the truth), stepping on the snow without marks (returning to the true), You Long palm (returning to true)]

[Talent: Longevity is not old, Hua Long (蛟), magic armor (level three)]

For a moment, Chen Mo had a lot of perception in his mind, and there were many unknown things.

To be honest, his heart is more tending to improve the great saint.

But Dasheng Jue cannot be used twice a day.

He has already used it, and now even if he improves the big sage, he cannot use it anymore.

The second sword of Lao Jianxian is so powerful, indicating that the third sword is even stronger.

If you want to keep your life and resist this third sword, you can only improve the body of the king.

"I hope I won't be disappointed ..." In the heart of Chen Mo, there was no grasp of it.

Sword.

The long sword in the hands of Lao Jianxian reacted, and Jianfeng shook gently.

Looking down, Chen Moyou opened his eyes and cough a few times.

"Fujun." Seeing Chen Mo woke up, Ye Yiren, Li Wanqiu, Du Ziyi suddenly excited.

"Fujun, how do you feel?" Du Ziyi worried about Tao.

"Can't die." Chen Mo stood up, but soon involved the injuries inside and outside the body, and became crumbling. When he was about to fall, he was supported by the three women at the same time.

"Fujun, don't move, you have a heavy injury, take a good rest." Li Wanqiu choked.

However, the voice of the old sword fairy came in the ear soon.

"Now that you wake up, be ready to pick up this third sword." There was a hint of appreciation in the eyes of the old sword fairy.

"Saint, you will take the young master, and the old body will stop him." East Kwai blocked Chen Mo's in front of Chen Mo.

"Sister Zi, take the husband, and I and Elder Tokuki, I am responsible for dragging him, even if they are lingering, they can't let the husband have something to do." Ye Yiren's eyes were firm.

Li Wanqiu and Ye Yiren made the same choice.

"Let's open it." Chen Mo said.

Connecting the two swords of the old sword fairy, Chen Mo knows how terrible the other person's strength is, they can't stop at all.

And Chen Mo knew that he couldn't get these three swords, and he couldn't go at all.

If Lao Jianxian couldn't set up the three swords, but the duel of life and death, I had no idea how many times I died.

"Young Lord."

"Fujun ..."

Several Ye people did not go.

"Don't you even listen to my words, let Kai." Chen Modao.

"Don't." Du Zizhen's eyes were moist and hugged Chen Mo tightly, saying that everything had to be blocked in front of him.

Ye Yiren, Li Wanqiu is also firm.

"Rest assured, I will be okay, be good, let it open." Chen Mo touched Du Ziyu's face.

"Don't, don't, I don't want it." Chen Moyue said, the more Du Ziyue let go, the big tears of the bean kept falling down.

"Sorry." Seeing that Du Ziyi couldn't move, Chen Mo directly stunned her.

But Ye Yiren, Li Wanqiu’s temperament is equally stubborn, and what does it say that you will not let it open.

"Elder East Sunflower, take them away." Chen Mo could only use the identity of the young master to order Dongfui.

"Young Lord." East Fi face changed.

"I order you, take them away, hurry up." Chen Mo drank.

"Virgin."

Under the order of Chen Mo, Dongfui forcibly took Ye Yiren and Li Wanqiu away.

For the help of their loses, Chen Mo Station has some unstable stations.

Seeing this scene, Lao Jianxian had long been in the ancient well, and moved slightly, and there was a little stagnation on his face.

But he did not change his mind because of this, and said: "After the three swords, whether you are dead or alive, the old man will no longer care about the things between you and the court. Are you ready?"

"Come on." Chen Mo operated the feathers, absorbing the Qi Qi around.

"You don't need to pick up your knife?" Lao Jianxian glanced at the knife that dropped in the distance.

"No."

"Is this ready to die?" Wen Yan, Lao Jianxian shook his head with a smile.

He raised his hand and stroked three -foot sword Feng, and said, "This sword is named to cut yin and yang, which was originally used to deal with the previous Emperor, but unfortunately"

The old sword fairy sighed, and then the eyes became extremely sharp.

The next moment, it looks like the wind and clouds change color.

The surrounding wind is a masterpiece, the yellow sand is flying, the sky is covered, and the yellow sand has blocked the winter, and it outlines a scene of extinguishing the world.

Lao Jianxian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the perception of Kendo in his life poured all the swords in his hands.

Cang Songzi, who is fighting in the distance, and Donghuang, when you see this scene, the expression is slightly condensed.

Immediately, the attack of Donghuang's attack became more and more horrible, and it seemed to break away from the entanglement of Cangsongzi to help Chen Mo.

Cangsongzi will naturally not make Donghuang success.

Boom!

A sunny day of the sky sounds.

The long sword in the hands of the old sword pointed at the sword, and a touch of the sword rushed out of the sword, and the throughput was uncertain.

A silver -white sword gas rays in the desert, such as the dragon shape in the wild, the surrounding yellow sand seems to be all involved, so that from the sky, the yellow sand turns into a spiral potential, and the swordsmanly swords are gathered together.

.

Sword moves mountains and rivers, swallow thousands of miles.

This sword seems to be telling the weight of the name "Sword Fairy" like the world.

Chen Mo stood steadily, so he was not rolled away by this dark sandy sand.

"Go."

The old sword fairy pointed at Chen Mo, and his long sword came out of his hand, tearing the air, and the sky was filled down, smashing to Chen Mo's position together.

"Fujun."

Ye Yiren, Li Wanqiu shouted, wanted to break away from the restraint of East Sunflower, rushing over.

Even if you die, you have to die together.

"Come on."

Chen Mo's golden light emerged, like a round of big sun.

A four -armed Buddha statue with an appointment of nearly five feet appears behind Chen Mo. If Chen Mo can observe carefully, you will find that this Buddha statue is larger than the last time.

Exploring an extremely terrifying atmosphere, as if Ah Nose Hell appears in the world.

"Is this?" Old Jianxian flashed a trace of mistakes.

In the distance, Donghuang, Cang Songzi was also shocked.

Chen Mo's five fingers fists, and the Buddha statue behind him is synchronized with him. The difference is that the Buddha statues are tightened with four arms.

Chen Mo punch out.

The Buddha statue bombed above the sword.

Boom!

The desert seems to be shaking, and there are countless yellow sands.

The Buddha statue yelled, and the long sword was smashed.

The true gas in Chen Mo's body, along with Xuerou, was taken empty at this moment.

"Click!"

The uncertain swords were smashed, causing the sword to break.

However, the shadow of the Buddha statue also tears several mouths at this moment.
Chapter completed!