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1333 Final Battle 8

Below them, the huge lake water poured out.

The mountain peaks formed by thousands of years of impact are collapsing like tofu and are vulnerable to a single blow.

At the edge of the dark forest, countless ancient trees instantly turned into powder, and the mountains were razed to the ground.

Nangong Liuyun frantically stimulated his potential and raised his combat effectiveness to the extreme.

Although, at this time, his body was already overwhelmed, his back was dripping with cold sweat, obvious blood marks appeared on the skin, and his whole body seemed to explode, but as soon as he thought about it, if he gave up and died, his

The baby would fall because of this, so he gritted his teeth and fought frantically.

Facing Nangong Liuyun's violent killing power, Patriarch Mo still felt real pressure even though his soul was extremely powerful.

Suddenly, Ancestor Mo stretched out his long arm, and a sharp mountain peak about a thousand meters high was uprooted by him and held tightly in his hand!

He actually used the sharp mountain peak as a long sword and swung it towards Nangong Liuyun!

For a moment, spiritual energy exploded between heaven and earth!

Nangong Liuyun's eyes were like lightning, and a jet black long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Red Sky Sword!

He only used this sword once after coming out of the Nine Heavens. The last time he fought with Ancestor Mo, but that time, because he was seriously injured and had not yet recovered, he only used three points of his power. In this matter, he

I have always felt very sorry and looked guilty towards the Red Sky Sword.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun raised the black and inkless Chixiao Sword with both hands!

The Chixiao Sword slashed hard at the huge mountain peak about a kilometer long!

For a moment, spiritual energy burst out.

There were clattering sounds all around.

The mountain peak in Ancestor Mo's hand was cut in half by the small Chixiao Sword, and the cuts were neat, as if they had been cut down by a logging tool.

The cut-off mountain peaks immediately turned into rubble and rolled down to the ground.

When these rubbles hit the ground, deep pits suddenly appeared on the ground, and sparks flew everywhere.

Fortunately, Nangong Liuyun was careful when fighting Patriarch Mo. He took Patriarch Mo to the southwest, running counter to the direction of the Eastern Jin army. Otherwise, the Eastern Jin army would most likely end up with the same fate as the Northern Desert Army.

Tragic.

At this time, looking at the sensational effect caused by the Scarlet Sky Sword, a trace of satisfaction flashed across Nangong Liuyun's eyes.

The Red Sky Sword is indeed the divine sword of the world, and the sword spirit is very spiritual. The stronger its master, the stronger the power it exerts. At first, he could only display the ninth level of strength, so he was far inferior to Madman Mo, but

Now, when he exerts himself at the leadership level, the effect is completely different.

He has no time, only time to take his last breath!

This war must be ended quickly!

Nangong Liuyun turned around and stared deeply at Su Luo's flying figure in the distance, with a wicked smile on his lips. His Luo Yatou was always so cute no matter when. He really loved her miserably.

Well, if there is an afterlife...

Nangong Liuyun tried his best to hold back and not let himself think about it anymore.

Before Madman Mo could react, Nangong Liuyun's figure turned into a sharp sword and quickly attacked the opponent.

Ancestor Mo didn't expect that his weapon would make him laugh. When he was angry, Nangong Liuyun's figure had already shot towards him.

Crazy Mo screamed in anger and punched Nangong Liuyun head on.

When Patriarch Mo was frightened, Nangong Liuyun did not defend himself against this punch and allowed him to punch his body.


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