Liao Xuefeng suddenly remembered that when his only son Liao Sheng participated in the Baiyang Secret Realm trial, he died at the hands of a man named Wei Zong.
It was precisely because of this incident that he decided to deal with the Wei family.
However, he heard that Wei Zong was just a third-level spiritual sea warrior, but the man in front of him...
He looked at Wei Zong carefully, looking up and down, but he didn't look like a Linghai warrior.
"There is no need to doubt it. I did kill your son."
"Forget it," Liao Xuefeng gave a dejected smile, "It doesn't matter anymore. Regardless of whether you killed him or not, I don't have the ability to take revenge. The Liao family is finished!"
Click! Click!
At this moment, there was a sound like breaking glass, and both of them looked at the black cocoon in the center, where the sound came from.
Under the gaze of the two people, countless cracks appeared on the black cocoon, and then it shattered, revealing the figure inside.
Su Bei was naked and curled up into a ball, but in his hand, he held a knife firmly. This knife was none other than Mo Yuan.
At this time, Mo Yuan was very different from before. Not only was there no trace of rust, the cold light was shining brightly, but even the shape had changed. The blade was narrower and longer, the back of the blade was thinner, and the width was narrower, making it more suitable for people in northern Jiangsu.
The way to exert force.
"Well……"
Su Bei slowly opened his eyes and held his forehead with one hand. The previous scene almost made him think that his brain had been exploded, but he managed to hold on after all.
As soon as he moved, Su Bei felt something was wrong.
"Wait! This is..."
He was a little stunned. The huge spiritual power running in his meridians and the majestic spiritual sea in his dantian told him that he was no longer the little Qi-condensing warrior, but a real spiritual sea warrior.
It was just a sacrificial sword, but his cultivation level unexpectedly increased so much. The sudden and powerful power made him a little overwhelmed.
"How does it feel?"
A low voice sounded in his ears, and Su Bei noticed the two people standing not far away.
Before, his attention had been on his own body and he had not paid much attention to the external environment. Now that his naked body was exposed in front of the two of them, he felt a little embarrassed.
Wei Zong took out a black robe from his storage ring and threw it towards him. Su Aobi quickly grabbed it and put it on himself.
Only then did he answer Wei Zong's question.
"I feel better than ever before. Mo Yuan and I are like one body. I can feel that Mo Yuan is alive, but just dormant. What's even more terrifying is that Mo Yuan contains a terrifying power that I can't describe, as if
As long as I want to use it, the violent power inside can pour out and destroy everything."
Su Bei's words were filled with exclamation.
After hearing this, Liao Xuefeng's face became even more gloomy. This was what he should have had, but Su Bei intercepted it.
"Hey, grandpa, you are here too." Su Bei said in surprise as he seemed to have just seen Liao Xuefeng.
Seeing that Liao Xuefeng's face was not very good, Su Bei smiled brightly. He raised Mo Yuan and signaled to Liao Xuefeng.
"Grandpa, my grandson is here to thank you for your generosity. Mo Yuan can give such an important thing to my grandson. Tsk tsk, this is a heaven-level super-grade spiritual weapon. Once it appears, it will cause a bloody existence. But it's also right
, We are a family anyway, and Mo Yuan is the same no matter who is in his hands. Don't worry, I will definitely inherit your last wish and take good care of Mo Yuan."
"Last wish? I'm not dead yet!"
After listening to Su Bei's words, Liao Xuefeng gritted his teeth and his face turned even darker. Su Bei was a typical kid who took advantage and behaved, deliberately trying to squeeze him.
Seeing that he was unhappy, Su Bei became even happier.
He is not a generous person to begin with, and an adult once told him to complain directly, which means that if someone hurts you, you must take revenge.
Although Liao Xuefeng was his nominal grandfather, he wanted to sacrifice Su Bei first. Since he didn't care about the bond between blood, Su Bei had no need to care.
"Sir, what should he do?"
Su Bei stood up, took Mo Yuan and came behind Wei Zong, pointing at Liao Xuefeng who stood upright with his sword in hand.
"Of course it's death!" At this point, Wei Zong turned around and said with a half-smile, "He is your grandfather after all, why can't you bear it?"
Su Bei quickly shook his head, "It's just a blood connection. I don't have any feelings for him. What's more, the moment he decided to sacrifice my blood, all the blood connections were lost."
"That's good!"
Looking back, Wei Zong looked directly at Liao Xuefeng again and said in a cold voice: "As a swordsman, I don't want to die in vain compared to you. Next, how about we attack with all our strength and determine the outcome with one move?"
"You can do anything you want!"
Liao Xuefeng slowly stood up straight, his breath rising, and a powerful shadow of a sword appeared behind him. When he saw him, it was as if he saw a sword that created the world.
It was at this time that Liao Xuefeng gained the authority as a top swordsman.
While Liao Xuefeng was silently gathering momentum, he suddenly spoke.
"My child, what you said is actually not wrong. It is better for Mo Yuan to be in your hands than to fall into the hands of others. Whether you are willing to admit it or not, your body does have the blood of our Liao family flowing through it."
His words were addressed to Su Bei.
"Well……"
Su Bei was a little stunned. He didn't know why the old guy's attitude suddenly changed.
Wei Zong snorted coldly from the side: "It's just that when a person is about to die, his words are good."
At this time, Liao Xuefeng continued: "I just hope that you will treat Mo Yuan well and not lose his prestige. After all, this is where so many generations of our Liao family have worked hard."
After the last words fell, Liao Xuefeng stopped speaking, and his aura was locked on Wei Zong, ready to launch a thunderous strike at any time.
"bring it on!"
As Wei Zong spoke, Liao Xuefeng's sword fell.
This may be the most peak sword strike in his life. With one strike, his momentum rolled out like a flood from a box. After the strike of the sword, Liao Xuefeng's entire figure became rickety, and he became inexplicably older. This
One strike consumes not only his spiritual power, but also all his energy and spirit.
Liao Xuefeng's sword didn't have any fancy martial arts skills, it was just a sword that was pure to the extreme.
"With this sword, your title as the number one swordsman in the Tiansha Region is no longer in vain."
Wei Zong's face also became slightly solemn. Even he had to deal with this sword seriously. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed and disappeared in a flash.
Immediately afterwards, layers of dense sword energy lit up in the void, and Liao Xuefeng's sword light seemed to be plunged into the ocean of sword energy. Although it was pure and sharp enough, it could not withstand the large number of Wei Zong's sword energy.
Every time this sword light advances, it will be attacked by countless sword qi. As the sword light advances, its own energy is also rapidly consumed. Until it flies in front of Wei Zong, countless sword qi quickly
came and collided with it.
boom!
Silent loud noise!
The sword light could no longer hold up and dissipated invisible a few feet away from Wei Zong.