Mo Wuji sneered in his heart. He was really not afraid of an early-stage Great Luo Immortal. What's the use of having a higher level of cultivation than him? You have to be stronger than him. This purple-robed young man's spiritual thoughts are indeed powerful, but Mo Wuji doesn't think so.
He is stronger than himself. He dares to stand here and stop the opponent because he is not afraid that the opponent is a great Luo Xian.
He was promoted to the Great Second Immortal Queen, and he really wanted to find a Great Luo Immortal to try his sword, and the purple-robed young man in front of him was just right. If it weren't for his nature, he would have simply let the three people he stopped just now leave first. No matter.
No matter what, he didn't want to harm the lives of these three people because of himself. This was not his principle.
"Leave the shuttle, remove one of your arms and get out." The purple-robed boy said coldly.
The murderous intent in his eyes made Mo Wuji very clear. Even if he did what the purple-robed boy said, the other party would not let him go.
Mo Wuji didn't even bother to say anything this time. He opened his hand and drew out his long knife, and at the same time a sword light swept out.
Sooner or later we have to take action, why bother talking nonsense?
The sword light exploded out and turned into fine sand all over the sky. This fine sand soon condensed into a desert.
Seeing Mo Wuji's sword strike, the purple-robed boy narrowed his eyes. Just from the power of Mo Wuji's sword, he knew that the opponent's strength was far beyond the level of Gai Guangyi and the other three.
This sword brought out a vast desert, and the western sea under the feet disappeared without a trace, leaving only boundless killing spree.
Every grain of sand and stone in the desert is full of murderous aura, and these murderous auras are condensed together.
The purple-robed young man became solemn, the immortal energy rolling around his body, and the Great Luo Immortal Domain was like waves hitting Mo Wuji one after another.
He also grabbed a long knife, and with a flick of the knife, it turned into thousands of colored glazes, covering Mo Wuji's entire desert.
Mo Wuji's magical sword power is indeed powerful. In the opinion of the purple-robed boy, Mo Wuji's cultivation level is not as high as his. As long as his cultivation level is not as high as his, his field can crush Mo Wuji's field.
His glazed sword will tell Mo Wuji what the true way of swordsmanship is.
"Boom!" The fields of the two people blasted together. What the boy in purple robe encountered in his wave field was not a high embankment or a dam, but whirlpools like black holes. No matter how high the waves rolled up in his field were, no matter how high he was,
There are so many layers of waves rolled out by the domain. All these domain waves were swept away by Mo Wuji's whirlpool domain, and not a single drop was left.
The purple-robed boy's heart sank. Just from the collision of domains, he understood. Mo Wuji's strength was definitely not inferior to him. If several other people were included, he would actually be at a disadvantage today.
At this moment, the realm was suppressed, and he could only rely on his sword skills to resist Mo Wuji.
The young man in purple robe was definitely Mo Wuji, who was not as good as the Great Luo Immortal. A monk who was not as good as the Great Luo Immortal could actually resist him head-on. If this spread, how shameless would he Wan Ping be?
"Boom, boom, boom!" The thousands of glazed brilliance of the glazed sword collided with Mo Wuji's murderous intention in the desert again. The murderous intention in the desert collapsed, but the desert expanded further. Similarly, the thousands of glazed brilliance also
Disappear.
"Liu Li Kill!" The purple-robed young man's face was full of murderous intent. Even though he didn't have the slightest advantage in his field and the first duel, he still did not retreat, but pounced on Mo Wuji.
A dazzling sword light with murderous intent suddenly appeared in the sky above the sea. The dazzling light carried a unique aura and sword intent. At this moment, both Mo Wuji's divine thoughts and Mo Wuji's eyes were caught by this.
Confined by the dazzling sword light, he was unable to perceive everything around him.
The three people watching the battle from a distance were even caught in this beautiful and dazzling light. They had never seen such a beautiful light. No, it should be that they had never seen such a beautiful sword light, just like the most beautiful glass.
When they realized that this was not Liuli, but Liuli Sha, their eyes and thoughts could no longer see anything.
Mo Wuji was not them. When he couldn't see, he simply closed his eyes. At this moment, he didn't even open his spiritual eyes. Even though he knew that after opening his spiritual eyes, he could see everything in front of him clearly, but for
As for Mo Wuji, he didn't need it.
The gray long knife in his hand struck out for the second time, the second knife he understood, Changhe!
When he fought against Jin Yiren, he didn't use his second sword. Now he is not the same as before. He is a real Great Yi Immortal monk. A Great Yi Immortal monk who pioneered the cultivation of veins.
Under the purple-robed boy's glazed sword light, Mo Wuji's desert finally completely collapsed, but at the same time, a bright Milky Way greeted the purple-robed boy's glazed sword light.
The stream flows down three thousand feet, as if the Milky Way has fallen into the sky!
At this moment, the long river of Mo Wuji's sword was the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens. This Milky Way seemed to come from outside the sky, and directly swallowed up the dazzling glazed sword light.
Beautiful, tragic, surging, and a bit arrogant...
This was the first time that Mo Wuji actually used Chang He, but the shock that Chang He gave him was more than ten times stronger than what he had expected before.
At most, his sword was only a superficial understanding of Chang He. The magical power of swordsmanship was so powerful. If he had waited until he fully understood Chang He, even the Immortal King would dare to fight with his sword now.
Maybe it was an illusion at that time, and it was this illusion that made Mo Wuji so ambitious, with an indomitable momentum and ambition.
If before, he just felt that the purple-robed boy was just higher in cultivation than him and not stronger than him. Now Mo Wuji has enough confidence to defeat the purple-robed boy, regardless of this confidence and his strength.
It wasn't a match, Mo Wuji's feeling at this moment was at an extreme level.
"Qiang!" It was obviously the momentum of the swords blasting together, but it made a sound of gold and iron that almost tore apart the space.
Although the space was stable and there would be no cracks due to the fight between the two, the three people watching the battle from a distance still felt the violent vibrations in the surrounding space.
"Poof!" A faint bloody light exploded, and the purple-robed boy felt that his glass sword was instantly melted away. Then an extreme feeling of emptiness came over him. His eyebrows froze slightly, and he retreated frantically.
Mo Wuji felt equally uncomfortable. His Changhe was obviously several levels higher than his opponent's Liuli Kill, but because of his lack of cultivation, Changhe's understanding was still in its infancy. During this collision, he felt powerful and helpless.
The feeling of exerting yourself.
Chang He clearly still had some strength left, but he was unable to cause fatal damage to the opponent.
Not only that, his hands were still shaking slightly, making him unable to continue using the third sword, Sunset.
Mo Wuji took a deep breath. He was sure that if he had continued to use Sunset just now, the purple-robed young man would not be able to escape no matter what, and would fall directly under his sword. No, there was no need to use Sunset, as long as he
Chang He could use it completely, and the sword just now did not create a blood mark on the purple-robed boy's eyebrows, but directly split the opponent in half.
"You are very strong, but do you know who I am?" The purple-robed boy put away his arrogance, and the faint blood stain between his eyebrows disappeared.
He knew that even if Mo Wuji was not as strong as him, he would not be able to keep Mo Wuji. Not to mention keeping Mo Wuji, even defeating Mo Wuji was probably impossible. The shallow blood mark between his eyebrows just now showed that
The problem is solved. The young man in front of him is much stronger in swordsmanship than him. If his cultivation was not inferior to his own, then it would be him Wan Ping who would be running for his life today.
Mo Wuji smiled faintly and ignored the purple-robed young man in front of him, but looked down at the long gray knife in his hand.
To be honest, his sword is a little behind. Just now, he did not have the absolute upper hand, and it has something to do with the sword in his hand. The level of his sword is too low compared to his magical power.
"Why haven't you three left yet?" Mo Wuji noticed the three people watching.
The middle-aged man with a beard quickly stepped forward and bowed to Mo Wuji, "My friend took action for the three of us. If we just leave like this, how can we be considered human? Even if we are defeated, we will still
Wait until your friends leave before leaving."
Knowing that he was no match for the purple-robed boy, yet still saying such words made Mo Wuji look at him differently.
Seeing that Mo Wuji didn't bother to pay attention to him, the purple-robed boy was furious. However, Mo Wuji was not afraid of him at all. He had to suppress the anger in his heart and said, "I am Wanping, from the Lingtian Immortal Realm."
Dahao Immortal Sect. My friend, are you sure you want to go against my Dahao Immortal Sect?"
It was okay that Mo Wuji didn't listen to the Dahao Immortal Sect. As soon as he heard about the Dahao Immortal Sect, he suddenly had murderous intentions in his heart.
He was the one who killed Bai Chitian of Dahao Immortal Sect. During the elixir competition in Yongying Immortal Domain, he was chased by Wan Fan and almost fell into the hands of the other party. In other words, if he hadn't had Fei
Suo He was quite capable, but he was killed by Wan Fan.
What about the Dahao Immortal Sect? If you want to kill Mo Wuji, you have to pay back.
"Friends, Jin Yusheng, the supreme elder of the Dahao Immortal Sect, is a powerful person in the late stage of the Immortal Emperor. There is also Wan Fan, the sect master of the Dahao Immortal Sect, who is Wanping's uncle. I heard that the Immortal Master has reached perfection and is about to enter the power of the Immortal Emperor.
"The bearded middle-aged man quickly sent a message to Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji stared at Wanping, thinking that he was really looking for death. He would kill this guy no matter what today.
Thinking of this, he sent a message to the middle-aged man with a beard and said, "When I take action later, the three of you will also help me hold this guy down. Of course, if you dare not offend the Dahao Immortal Sect,
Then please go ahead and I can stay here alone."
The bearded middle-aged man laughed, "Don't say that my friend stayed here for the three of us. Even if he didn't, why should I, Gai Guangyi, be afraid of people from the Dahao Immortal Sect? Tungsten Nian, Ji Cai,
Go together!"
After saying that, he actually didn't wait for Mo Wuji and rushed towards Wanping first.
Mo Wuji appreciated it even more. This guy was not only smart but also decisive. It was obvious that he knew that he was going to kill people and silence them, so he simply rushed in front. Mo Wuji, who was planning to kill Wan Ping, naturally would not let these three people die. He
Directly crossing the distance of space, he slashed out with another knife.