A dark shadow came over, and Liu Haoran's body looked like a ghost.
In the process of moving, the fierce aura exuded from his body made the void scream.
"Buzz..."
At a certain moment, when he was approaching Mo Wangchen, Liu Haoran drew his sword.
The monstrous sword energy condensed into a mountain, as if it had formed substance, causing the void to twist.
A crystal-clear sword light struck straight at him, disintegrating everything and trying to kill Mo Wangchen on the spot.
"Bah!"
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, and the artistic conception of reincarnation exploded. Ripples of energy shook the space in front of him, and eventually spread to the sword light that was slashing straight at him, disintegrating it inch by inch.
"Zhanyang!"
The first move of the Wuliang Sword was performed, and Mo Wangchen took the initiative again. The Daotian Sword was lightly raised above his head, as if the power of the Hao Sun had been attracted, integrated into the sword, and then chopped down.
"Huhuhu..."
The power of the sword was like a rainbow, stirring in all directions, and suddenly a strong wind roared up. Mo Wangchen's sword was fused with the sword's intention. It was not unpowerful. The light of the sword was golden, like the light of the bright sun, wherever it passed.
, the space collapsed on a large scale and could not bear the presence of this sword light.
"Bah!"
Liu Haoran swung the long sword in his hand with lightning speed, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. Only the afterimage of his arm could be seen waving rapidly.
Ghost Sword Liu Haoran is famous for his fast sword. He has the reputation of being the best fast sword in Beihuang. Even the sword masters of the older generation cannot compare with him.
The speed of his sword was so fast that when the sword was bleeding and he wanted to kill someone, he achieved his goal almost the moment he drew the sword.
In less than two breaths, he seemed to have already unleashed hundreds of thousands of swords, slashing with infinite sword light, making the aura that filled the world become more powerful several times.
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"This is the legendary ghost sword Liu Haoran!"
"The sword is so fast. In just an instant, nearly a thousand swords have been struck. Who can withstand this?"
"We are both at the third level of the Ancient God Realm. If I were to face him, I would be killed in an instant!" In Taifeng City, a genius from the Western Wilderness spoke with a trembling voice, his eyes full of fear.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The sword light was endless, instantly disintegrating Mo Wangchen's attack. However, Liu Haoran's offensive continued unabated. After disintegrating his attack, nearly a thousand sword lights seemed to be locked on Mo Wangchen, and they all struck at him.
This is a terrifying offensive. Thousands of swords are slashing together. Each sword light seems to contain the power of the sky. If cultivators below the fifth level of the divine realm are affected, even just a wave can kill them instantly.
Under the sword.
"Guanyue!"
Now, Mo Wangchen had no choice but to use the second form of the Wuliang Sword Technique. There is no doubt about Liu Haoran's power. Even if it weren't for the fact that this place is the fifth heaven, outside, with his own strength, Liu Haoran could kill Liu Haoran with three swords.
Jianyi is by no means a lie.
The sky became much darker, as if it had fallen into eternal night. Above Mo Wangchen's head, the shadow of a bright moon appeared. He seemed to have drawn the power of the star, integrated it into the sword, and slashed with force.
And out.
"Buzz buzz..."
The sword roared, and hundreds of wild rice sword lights burst out, slashing out together with an extremely cold aura, and finally collided with Liu Haoran's thousand swords.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The sword light continued to disappear, collapsing and disintegrating. During this collision, countless tiny sword lights burst out and flew in all directions, flattening the ancient trees on the top of the mountain into pieces. The scene was extremely terrifying.
"Both are supreme swordsmanship prodigies. Mo Wangchen lives up to the rumors. With such attainments in swordsmanship, no wonder they can defeat Jianyi!"
In Taifeng City, the hearts of the cultivators were trembling. Whether it was Liu Haoran or Mo Wangchen, both of them showed extremely high talents in swordsmanship. It was a transcendent method of killing invisible people. Among all the methods in the world, only the swordsman
, the destructive power is the most astonishing.
"Is it Brother Mo..."
On the fifth level of the sky, on the top of a peak surrounded by demonic energy, Holy Son Ziji suddenly opened his eyes. Apparently, he also sensed that the battle there, thousands of miles away from him, exuded an astonishing sword.
The momentum is shocking.
"This is not his previous move. Was it something he learned in the Nine Heavens..."
On top of another peak, at the foot of the statue of the god, Saint Yunxi was also startled and woke up, her beautiful eyes looking into the distance.
During the years in the Holy Land of Yunxi, she had fought against Mo Wangchen many times in the formation space. It can be said that Holy Girl Yunxi knew Mo Wangchen's moves better than anyone else.
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Obviously, the Infinite Sword Technique that Mo Wangchen was performing at this moment was definitely something he had learned during this period of time.
"As far as swords are concerned, these two are indeed good, but if that's all they are, they are still far behind." When the battle between Mo Wangchen and Mo Wangchen just happened, Holy Son Tianwu had already begun to pay attention to what was going on here.
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In the Eastern Wasteland and South Territory, there are many sword cultivators, and the Tianwu Holy Land is the paradise that sword cultivators in the world yearn for.
Because there is the most powerful sword technique in the Eastern Wasteland in ancient times!
"kill!"
The murderous intent in Liu Haoran's eyes grew stronger. Now, the strength Mo Wangchen had shown had indeed made him take it seriously. Thousands of swords collapsed. After his attack was neutralized by Mo Wangchen, he quickly struck again.
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Within just a few breaths, another infinite sword light flashed past, locking onto Mo Wangchen, as if it would never stop until it completely killed him.
"Buzz..."
Mo Wangchen stood on the spot and continued to draw out his sword, drawing the power of the bright moon star in mid-air and integrating it into the sword. The offensive was extremely shocking, and he continuously disintegrated Liu Haoran's attacks and resisted them all.
"Such consumption is definitely not a good thing for me."
While fighting, Mo Wangchen frowned slightly. He didn't want to waste too much time on Liu Haoran, because after killing the opponent, there was still a real enemy, Holy Son Tianlan, waiting for him!
If it is consumed with Liu Haoran for a long time, it will have an impact on the battle against Holy Son Tianlan later.
"In that case, let's fight quickly."
After taking a deep breath, he slowly exhaled it. In an instant, Mo Wangchen's eyes burst out with light, and he shouted softly, "Lingtian style!"
"Buzz..."
The void trembled violently, and at that moment, it was as if time had stopped. Then, in the dark sky, stars suddenly appeared, and the majestic sword force made people almost breathless.
There were thousands of stars, like a whole starry sky, and there were countless streaks of amazing sword light, falling from the sky, as if they were completely locked on Liu Haoran, falling towards him endlessly.
This was a terrifying sword rain. When Mo Wangchen performed the third move of the Infinite Sword, Liu Haoran's expression suddenly changed. He drew out the sword faster. The infinite sword light burst out and slashed out in unison, seeming to fall from the sky.