Thousands of fierce sword lights shine, and endless sword energy explodes.
The sword energy becomes a river, and it surges hundreds of feet!
"Sword Intent!"
On the mountains dozens of miles away, several warriors in white robes raised their heads, and some people exclaimed.
"The strong man in the realm must be Qin Yuanhe of the Tailing Sword Sect who takes action!" An old man in gray robes shouted coldly.
"Hurry up, surround and kill this person, Jiuxuan Sword Sect will definitely give you a heavy reward." The old man's aura was solemn, with a long sword on his back, and sharp energy emanating from his body.
"Bang——"
There was a light red firework exploding in the distant sky.
"This is the assembly order from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect. Go quickly and surround Qin Yuanhe. You can get three thousand meritorious deeds."
A group of people wearing the robes of the inner disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect flew away and moved forward quickly.
"Sword Intent..."
"Haha, good boy."
In the Mo family mansion, Mo Yuan looked up at the sword light soaring into the sky, with a smile on his face.
"It's a pity that I didn't witness this style of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect." Sitting on the threshold, Mo Yuan's eyes were filled with joy and a trace of regret.
"This is the return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Clan." Han Muye slowly stopped his hand and spoke calmly.
The space of a hundred feet in front of him seemed to have been plowed by an iron plow.
More than a dozen warriors all vomited blood and their bodies were broken into sieves.
This is just the Return of Ten Thousand Swords cast by one sword intention.
If three thousand sword intentions were condensed into sword power, what would it be like to unleash ten thousand swords to return to the clan?
Han Muye put his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with light.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan..." Mo Yucheng squeezed the bride's cold hands tightly and whispered to himself in a hoarse voice.
Killing dozens of Yuan Yuan and Qi condensation masters with one sword. Is such a blow really created by my ancestor?
How could an outer disciple who had not entered the Qi Condensation Stage for two hundred years create such a magnificent sword?
Han Muye stepped forward slowly, squatted down, and looked at the twitching figure on the ground.
"Tell me, why are you here?"
The man's eyes were full of fear, he gurgle a few times, tilted his head, and died.
Han Muye reached out and grabbed the long sword on the ground.
Scene after scene appeared in his mind.
The young man worshiped the Tailing Sword Sect.
Practicing swordsmanship when young.
The elite of the sect.
He came here with the elders of the sect to disrupt the situation of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
"That Xuanyang Sword contains the ultimate principles of swordsmanship. As long as it is found, it will definitely help our Tailing Sword Sect to become the leader of the Four Sword Sects in Western Xinjiang."
In the picture, the person speaking in black beard and robe is Qin Yuanhe, a master of Tailing Sword Sect!
"Tai Ling Sword Sect, Xuanyang Sword..." Han Muye narrowed his eyes.
The last time I heard the name Xuanyang Sword, it was in the sword pavilion where the Jiuyuan Sword of Jiuxuan Sword Sect disciple appeared on the screen.
What is the secret of this sword?
"Sister, sister..." Sun Luyang, lying in a pool of blood, gasped and looked at the bride.
Miss Sun's hand covered her mouth, tears falling.
"Sister, don't blame Brother Ninth."
"The Sun family has been exterminated by the Tailing Sword Sect. We have no choice but to..."
"You, you have to live well -"
Before he finished speaking, he had already passed away.
"Bang——"
Not far away, there were fireworks rising into the sky.
Han Muye stood up, turned around and said, "Let's go."
After saying that, he strode back.
Mo Yucheng and the others did not see that Han Muye looked pale at this time.
The first time I killed someone, it was really uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, Ying'er. We have ancestors in the Mo family, and I, Mo Yucheng, will definitely help you avenge yourself one day." Mo Yucheng supported the bride, whose shoulders were shaking, and spoke in a deep voice.
When Mo Yunteng and others arrived at the battlefield, there was no one alive left.
"Sword Qi, this is injured by sword Qi!"
"The Earth Realm must be a strong one in the Earth Realm!"
Everyone turned to look at Mo Yunteng, their faces full of surprise.
The person who took action is self-evident.
Mo Yunteng smiled and said nothing, but looked into the distance.
One after another figures rushed towards him.
Each of these people has a tall and straight figure, with a sharp aura flashing around them.
They are all strong swordsmen.
"Mo Yunteng has met all of you seniors." Mo Yunteng took a step forward and bowed to the visitor.
The person who came first was wearing a gray robe and carrying a long sword. He glanced around and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Is this your fault?"
Mo Yunteng shook his head and said: "As for the seniors, this is a senior of my Mo family who took action."
"That senior has a close relationship with my ancestor of the Mo family."
After saying that, he bowed and said softly: "My ancestor of the Mo family is at the Jiuxuan Sword Gate."
The expression of the old man wearing a green-gray robe changed slightly, then he nodded and said: "Well, good, it turns out that the Mo family and my Jiuxuan Sword Sect still have such a connection."
"I am Xu Linjin, the deacon of Jiuxuan Sword Sect and Zhanjian Hall."
"That Earth Realm strongman takes action to eliminate the trouble for Jiu Xuan Sword Sect. I will wait until you visit that Earth Realm strongman in your Mo family."
Territory!
The strong man from the Jiu Xuan Sword Sect in front of him personally said that the ancestor of Wan Jian was the strong man from the Earth Realm!
Mo Yunteng's face was full of smiles, and he hurriedly extended his hand and said: "Senior, please——"
Of course, someone would clean up the corpses all over the ground.
A crowd of people gathered around the masters of Jiuxuan Sword Sect and headed towards Mo's house.
"My dear, the Mo family is completely developed..."
"Even the masters of the Nine-Xuan Sword Sect want to pay a visit. This Mo family has really soared into the sky."
Those guests whispered behind their backs and followed to Mo's house.
In such a scene, no one wants to leave first.
——————
In the back house of the Mo family, Han Muye strode back.
Mo Yuan looked excited as he sat there and struggled to get up: "How?"
"Condensing Qi and cultivating Yuan, you can kill with one sword." Han Muye said in a deep voice.
"Haha, okay, okay--" Mo Yuan laughed out loud, and his laughter was hearty.
Thousands of swords return to the clan, and indeed there is one sword that can kill thousands of enemies!
After spending two hundred years to create such a stunning sword, Mo Yuan felt that he had no regrets in his life!
His face was red, he coughed several times, and he was swaying and about to fall.
Han Muye stepped forward and reached out to hold his arm.
Mo Yucheng and Miss Sun also arrived. They looked at each other and knelt down in front of Mo Yuan: "Greetings to the ancestor."
"Haha, don't you think my ancestor is useless?" Mo Yuan laughed, with a hint of relief and a hint of regret in his eyes.
"The ancestor is a man of heaven, and the ten thousand swords he created have returned to the sect to be powerful in the world." Mo Yucheng raised his head and looked at Mo Yuan, his eyes full of admiration.
The power of Han Muye's sword just now made him completely heartbroken.
The person who can create this sword is the ancestor of the Mohist family. As a Mohist, how lucky you are!
Hearing Mo Yucheng's words, Mo Yuan showed a smile of relief on his face, and then sighed softly: "It's a pity that my Dantian is empty and unable to gather spiritual energy. Otherwise, I can live for a few more days."
"I really want to see the Mo family again..."
As the words faded away, the divine light in Mo Yuan's eyes began to dissipate.
At this moment, Han Muye suddenly reached out and pressed Mo Yuan's shoulder.
An overwhelming force poured into his body, making his eyes widen.
Sword intent!
This was a complete sword intent that penetrated directly into Mo Yuan's body meridians, penetrated all the meridians directly, and then crashed into the chest and abdomen, falling into the sea of qi.
Han Muye pressed a pill into Mo Yuan's mouth with his other hand.
The elixir melts instantly in your mouth and turns into vigorous spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy traveled along the meridians penetrated by the sword energy, and instantly landed on Mo Yuan's dry Dantian.
"Buzz——"
A powerful force radiated from Mo Yuan's body.
Condensation period!
A sword intention opened up the sea of qi, and a top-quality cloud qi pill filled the meridians and dantian, directly allowing Mo Yuan to break through in cultivation and reach the state of condensing qi.
As soon as he entered the Qi Condensation, his originally depleted life span increased rapidly, the aura on Mo Yuan's body continued to reverse, and his white hair turned into gray.
His originally thin face also gained a lot of color.
"Buzz——"
Mo Yuan opened his eyes, and a sword light flashed in his eyes.
Within a radius of a thousand feet, all swords and weapons vibrated!
In front of the Mo family mansion, Xu Linjin, the deacon of Jiuxuan Sword Sect and Zhanjian Hall, was shocked all over as he strode forward.
The long sword on his back kept vibrating.
Not only him, but also the disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect behind him couldn't even hold the sword in their hands, and seemed to be flying away.
"The sword's intention is solidified, and the ground is enlightened!" Xu Linjin stood at the same place and bowed slightly.
This is respect for the strong.
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