Nie Chen was shocked by the terrifying figure in his field of vision!
Suddenly, he understood why senior brother Lin Qian had been saying that Mo Yunhai would become their biggest enemy! In the past, everyone did not say it with their mouths, but they did not agree with this statement in their hearts. Everyone in Kunlun was holding back their breath.
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Why!
Why can Mo Yunhai challenge Kunlun? Why can those poor people from small mountain sects challenge the proud men like them?
It wasn't until today, when he saw with his own eyes that demon-like figure in the sky, that huge ball of light that contained astonishing power, that he suddenly understood.
Mo Yunhai will definitely become Kunlun's formidable enemy!
This fierce figure will become Kunlun’s nightmare!
He had never seen such a terrifying blow, and he had never seen such a terrifying cultivator. Even the strongest disciple in the sect would not give him such a strong impact.
Not only the strength, but the momentum, the momentum that is very different from them!
Zuo Mo is like an inhuman monster. All common sense seems to be non-existent in him.
What a terrible person!
The air in front of Nie Chen was turbulent, and the strong air currents tore it apart, making everything in his field of vision distorted and unreal. He had a clear understanding that under this attack, he was destined to turn into powder.
His expression calmed down, his expression was solemn and solemn, his face was raised, and through the layers of distorted vision, he saw that ferocious and domineering aura. In an instant, countless thoughts swirled in his mind.
The sect doesn't pay enough attention to Mo Yunhai...
Zuo Mo is the strongest person in Mo Yunhai...
To destroy Mo Yunhai, you must first kill Zuo Mo...
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It's a pity...it's too late...
His heart was filled with sighs. His vision was distorted, but he could still see extremely clearly. The blow that he poured all his strength into hit the opponent's axe, but it was like hitting an unshakable mountain, without causing even a single ripple.
The devastating golden ax light swept over him and instantly occupied his entire field of vision.
It's such a pity that I can't tell everything that happened here back to the sect...
"Kunlun."
Nie Chen sighed and uttered two words. Before he could finish his words, he was drowned by the light of the axe, which was like a raging wave.
The light dissipated.
Zuo Mo was breathing heavily, as if he had just been fished out of the water, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and the sweat was winding down his red muscles like a stream.
He kept his downward slashing motion and remained motionless.
A wheezing sound like a bellows could be heard from far and near.
In front of him, a huge deep trench about five miles wide stretched from his feet to the distance. At a rough glance, it was no less than fifty miles long! The ground seemed to have torn a huge hole, which was shocking.
The ditch was bottomless, with the walls on both sides glowing with the sheen of colored glaze, and green smoke curling up in many places.
Everyone was stunned by this move.
Guiwutong opened his mouth wide and couldn't make a sound for a long time. This is the totem field... When was the last time the totem field was damaged?
His mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything, but he knew that he hadn't seen it for many, many, many years.
It took him a long time to recover from his daze.
Suddenly, he realized that his little master must be something extraordinary.
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Zuo Mo's shocking slash attracted everyone's attention, even the tenth grade and Zhen Lingmeng who were in the battle.
When they saw Zuo Mo's terrifying power like an ancient demon, both Rank 10 and Zhen Lingmeng subconsciously stopped fighting.
Rank 10's blood boiled with excitement, and his whole body seemed to be on fire. So domineering, so mighty, so invincible, so unstoppable in the world, isn't it exactly what he has dreamed of?
That’s fighting! That’s being strong!
The tenth grade's morale skyrocketed, and his fighting spirit boiled to the sky. The invincible figure in his mind that was extremely domineering and could block gods and Buddhas from killing Buddhas was deeply imprinted in his mind.
Tenth grade!
Only then can he be worthy of the title of Tenth Grade!
The tenth grade suddenly roared, divine power surged, and [Hundred Sacrifice Soul Killing Sword] suddenly killed again!
The stimulated Grade 10 became even crazier and more excited, and the power of [Hundred Sacrifice Soul Killing Sword] suddenly surged!
Zhen Lingmeng, however, was devastated by that scene. Especially when she saw Senior Brother Nie Chen's desperate counterattack, as fragile as paper in front of the opponent's fierce axe, and Senior Brother Nie Chen died on the spot, she
His face turned completely pale in an instant.
That demon-like figure kept reappearing in her mind, and she felt as if she was dead.
The opponent's strength is so tyrannical that it has exceeded the scope of human beings!
As one goes down and the other goes up, the stalemate between the two sides is immediately destroyed.
Rank 10 has no idea of pity and pity. He is ruthless and ruthless, and every move is as fast as the other. And with a brutal sword technique like [Hundred Sacrifice Soul Killing Sword], once he gains the upper hand, the opponent will feel the pressure is suffocating.
I was completely excited about the tenth level, and I felt something was broken in my mind, and an unprecedented sense of pleasure surged from the bottom of my heart.
With a thought in my heart, the 10th grader offered his killing move again!
【Hundred Sacrifice Soul Killing Sword】!
The dark red crescent moon whizzed towards Zhen Lingmeng, who was in a state of confusion.
The blood-colored afterimage as thin as a gauze disappeared, and on the surface of the dark red crescent moon like a blood moon, phantoms kept flashing, and they were born and destroyed!
Every time a shadow appears, Yueya's murderous aura increases!
Seven shadows!
Yue Ya's murderous intent has reached an astonishing level. Zhen Lingmeng's sword light shattered and dissipated as soon as it touched Yue Ya!
A stream of blood shot into the air.
Zhen Lingmeng’s life is at an end!
When Zhen Lingmeng fell softly to the ground, the silly bird slowly withdrew the phoenix flames, but where the phoenix flames were originally enveloped, there was nothing, not even a grain of ashes left.
The silly bird walked around like a normal bird, raised its head, and walked aside with an arrogant look on its face.
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In the Sword Guard Hall, there are countless jade swords hanging. Each jade sword is about three inches long. The name of a disciple is written on the sword body. A red rope is tied to the tail of the sword, and the other end is tied to the hall beam.
Looking around, there are countless jade swords hanging down in the hall.
Suddenly, bang bang bang, the three jade swords shattered without any warning.
The expressions of the disciples on duty in the hall changed drastically, which meant that three Kunlun disciples were killed. He quickly stepped forward to pick up the fragments, and when he saw the three names clearly, his face turned pale.
Three Kunlunzi!
Three Kunlunzi were killed!
How can this be?
Who can kill three Kunlunzi?
There are only fifty Kunlun disciples in the entire Kunlun. Each Kunlun disciple's status in the sect is extremely honorable, and their strength is astonishing. Just take one of them and he can stir up countless storms.
But……
Three Kunlunzi were killed at the same time!
This was the first time since Kunlunzi was founded that the disciples on duty ran out like crazy after realizing the seriousness of the problem.
Not long after, the news of the death of the three Kunlun disciples spread throughout Kunlun!
Kunlun is shaking!
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Zuo Mo plopped down and sat down on the ground, spreading his arms and falling on his back, ignoring the continuous flow of sweat and panting desperately like a dried fish.
All the strength in his body was drained, and the fatigue that followed made his mind go blank.
After a long time, he gradually came back to his senses.
The pent-up emotions were released, and his mind became clearer than ever before. He had always secretly remembered the blood feud between his masters. However, his personality was not as straightforward as Wei Sheng's. He made his will clear by taking a sword oath. Over time, this became an influence on him.
Further obstacles to the state of mind.
When he used this method to vent the pent-up worries in his heart, his mind became clear and his strength became stronger.
The strange and wonderful feeling of draining his body of energy and gaining access to his empty mind made him feel indescribably comfortable.
He knows that after this battle, his strength will be even greater!
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People kept coming out of the five halls, and everyone who was not one of them was spared and was instantly killed!
A ghost appears and disappears, often when the enemy just comes out, she will appear behind the enemy like a ghost, snap, and crush the enemy's neck.
The black gold talisman soldiers did not show weakness, especially when they saw that even the tenth grade was in the limelight, they became unbalanced and even started fighting.
Of course, Guiwutong should show off his presence and increase his sense of presence.
However, it is really sad that the mighty Ghost Mist Tribe, the Master of the Mist Hall, has been reduced to the point where he has no sense of existence!
However, every time he caught a glimpse of a sleeping bird from the corner of his eye, he suddenly felt that it was better not to be too dazzling...
Why am I on the same team as my natural enemy...
He burst into tears.
Most of the masters were almost wiped out, and the strength they emerged was average. Faced with the fierce attacks of the ghosts and black gold talisman soldiers, they would often die in one encounter.
Both of them are ruthless characters who kill people like picking up grass. When they look at this good boy like Yang Guang, they can't bear it, can't bear it, can't bear it...still can't bear it...
When Wei Sheng, Luo Li, Zong Ru and others continued to come out of the five halls, their strength suddenly expanded.
The black gold talisman soldiers and the ghosts were more unscrupulous and more ruthless in their attacks. Anyway, there were plenty of people to make up for their attacks.
However, when everyone came out, they had to run to the fifty-mile-long ditch that Zuo Mo had cut open with his axe. They were all amazed.
The guards all looked at Zuo Mo who was lying on the ground with gleaming eyes and admiration. From time to time, the ghost-mist boy on the side described the majestic appearance of his master just now, speaking with great excitement and spitting.
Sure enough, you are worthy of being an adult!
Normally he doesn't take action, but when he does, it will shock the world!
It's a pity that these guys who looked at Zuo Mo with admiration couldn't hear their idol's inner struggle.
"The looks in these guys' eyes... are so refreshing... Now I know that your boss is so arrogant and can make you shine..."
"Oops, my shoulder seems to be dislocated... Should I tell them... It's so embarrassing... Hmm... Let's enjoy it first..."