In the air, swords collided with each other, and thousands of sword lights disappeared into nothingness.
Liu Haoran's sword-drawing speed reached an extreme level, unprecedented.
This will be the hardest battle he has ever encountered since he started practicing swordsmanship!
However, even Liu Haoran, who was famous for his fast swordsmanship, had to struggle under the third form of Mo Wangchen's Wuliang Sword.
The Lingtian style is too terrifying, the rain of swords is like stars, falling endlessly, as if it will never stop.
In the end, Liu Haoran's sword was no longer faster than the falling sword rain.
Thousands of sword lights spread all over his head, locking him in place, slashing down together, and finally submerging him in it.
"呲呲呲......"
The sharp sword light was endless and carried out a covering attack, cutting down the area where Liu Haoran was and even the ground to collapse.
Under the horrified gazes of everyone in Taifeng City, Liu Haoran was finally pierced by ten thousand swords, his whole body was cut into a blood mist, his body and soul were destroyed, and his body was teleported out.
The moment he just appeared in Taifeng City, Liu Haoran looked extremely pale, and finally couldn't help coughing up blood. After taking a deep breath, he stared at the fifth level of the sky, where the man holding a sword stood in front of the Holy Son Tianlan. Don’t forget the dust.
"What a terrible sword technique!"
"Who can stop such a supreme offensive in the same situation?"
In Taifeng City, after a brief silence, the crowd broke into a burst of noise.
Many people couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, with fear in their eyes. Recalling the scene where Liu Haoran was pierced by ten thousand swords just now, they still can't help but tremble.
It's too scary. Is this Mo Wangchen's true strength?
"Even the ghost sword Liu Haoran was defeated. Now, it's time for Holy Son Tianlan to take action himself..."
Someone spoke, with an extremely fiery look in their eyes. Up to now, Mo Wangchen's strength was not much worse than that of a genius at the level of the Holy Son. In the same situation, he and the Holy Son of Tianlan were fighting against each other. In a battle, who is stronger and who is weaker?
"In a battle in the same realm, I have no chance of winning in his hands. This person is growing too fast. Even if he absorbs the opportunities gained in the Chaos God Tomb, I will probably still be inferior to him!"
In the fifth heaven, Zhen Ming clenched his fists. He had just watched the battle from beginning to end. The strength shown by Mo Wangchen was shocking. Zhen Ming believed that within this fifth heaven, even if Everyone was equally powerful, and there was no way he could be Mo Wangchen's opponent.
Moreover, I am afraid that I will lose in the moment of the fight!
"The divine clock assessment, the blessing of creation, the hundred-year rebirth, I must win the first place, otherwise, I will be destined to be stepped on by him for the rest of my life!"
Zhen Ming gritted his teeth, feeling extremely unwilling. When he first met Mo Wangchen on Xianlai Peak, he was nothing more than an ant in his eyes. How could he have thought that in less than half a year, Mo Wangchen had completely surpassed him? .
At the same time, Holy Son Ziji, who was also in the fifth heaven, was silent. Holy Lady Yunxi looked into the distance with her beautiful eyes and remained silent for a long time. Holy Son Tianwu had a calm expression on his face, and finally turned his gaze from the direction of Mo Wangchen. Received it back.
"Now, do you still think that I am not worthy of your personal action?"
Mo Wangchen put away his sword and stood up, turned around and looked at Holy Son Tianlan, his eyes were extremely cold and murderous intent was revealed.
"Very good! If you can defeat Haoran, you are indeed worthy of my personal action, but that is just because you have the qualifications for me to take action. Mo Wangchen, I will show you what it means to be truly invincible in the same situation!"
Holy Son Tianlan roared angrily, his body exploded into the air, he left the futon and flew into the air.
He stood up out of thin air with his hands behind his back, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was surrounded by infinite holy light. He was like a son of the heavenly god. Before he could realize the Tao of Reverse Rebirth, he already had the invincible aura of a strong man in the Reverse Rebirth Realm to dominate the world!
"You think that your swordsmanship is extraordinary, and even Haoran is no match for you. But unfortunately, in my eyes, your sword poses no threat to me at all."
Holy Son Tianlan’s eyes fell coldly on Mo Wangchen. His faint words were full of extreme self-confidence. He smiled disdainfully and said again, "If you don’t believe it, you can give it a try and I will
Standing here, if your sword can hurt me at all, I will understand it myself today and cut off the path of examination."
"What?"
Hearing this, everyone in Taifeng City was surprised, "Really or not? Stand still and let Mo Wangchen attack?"
"That's a genius who has understood the meaning of the sword. He defeated the leader of the seven swords of Tianwu in the Eastern Wilderness. Now he has even defeated Liu Haoran, the ghost sword in the Northern Wilderness. Isn't the Holy Son Tianlan a little overconfident?" Even the older generation has defeated him.
The experts couldn’t believe it.
In the fight with Liu Haoran just now, they witnessed with their own eyes the power of the sword techniques used by Mo Wangchen, especially the last move of Lingtian Style, Ten Thousand Swords Slash. I am afraid that even the immortal sword body of the Holy Son of Tianwu would not dare to use it hard.
Shake it?
What on earth does Holy Son Tianlan rely on to dare to say such lies?
Between everyone's astonishment and horror, Mo Wangchen in the fifth heaven also frowned slightly. He saw an extreme self-confidence in the eyes of Holy Son Tianlan. This was not arrogance, but arrogance.
It gives people a feeling of invincibility that is truly superior to all living beings.
"Buzz..."
After snorting coldly, Mo Wangchen's Daotian Sword trembled in his hands, the sword roared, and the world became dark again. He directly displayed the third form of the Infinite Sword Technique, incorporating the power of the sword.
In an instant, ten thousand sword lights appeared again, locking the whole person of Holy Son Tianlan. The sword lights were like a rainbow, falling down together, and the offensive was much more terrifying than when he fought against Liu Haoran just now.
"Boom!"
Holy Son Tianlan stood with his hands behind his back, motionless, and his face was extremely dull. Just as the sword light approached his head, his body suddenly shook, and a red mist spread out from his body, as if forming a
Some kind of wind energy protected his entire body.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Ten thousand swords slashed and slashed, completely falling on the body of Holy Son Tianlan. However, what Mo Wangchen and everyone did not expect was that these sword lights, after touching the red wind energy around Holy Son Tianlan,
, actually completely collapsed and disintegrated, unable to break its defense at all.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The light of the sword continued to be wiped out. After a while, all the swords collapsed and disappeared into the sky. The world gradually returned to its original brightness. In mid-air, Holy Son Tianlan still stood quietly on the spot, looking towards Mo Wangchen with cold eyes.
Looking forward.
"I tempered my body with the holy blood of rebirth. After more than two thousand years, I have finally created a supreme physique. It is unique in the world and I am the only one in the eternity."
Only the faint voice of Holy Son Tianlan could be heard. He looked at Mo Wangchen, with a touch of disdain in his eyes, "I call it the reverse rebirth divine body. Your sword is in my divine body."