Facing the siege of the four masters, he seemed unaware.
At this moment, all that appeared in his mind was the image of Yin Liting.
"This Ziwu Sword was given to me by your Aunt Ji. You must keep it safe for me."
"Since the sword is so light, why don't you just give it back to me, and I'll find a sharp weapon for you later."
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At that time, Yin Liting was still a tall young man with a simple and kind-hearted temper. Although he was ranked sixth, he was mentally the youngest among the seven brothers. He had the best rapport with the younger generation and often gave guidance.
They practice swordsmanship.
He is the one who loves swordsmanship the most among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, and he is also the most talented in swordsmanship!
Where the sword is, the man is alive; when the sword dies, the man dies!
Mo Li remembered that when they parted a few days ago, because of the death of his lover Ji Xiaofu and the death of his enemy Yang Xiaoyi, he was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and he became depressed and unhappy. When Yin Liting came to his soul and lost his soul, his heart became more and more depressed.
"Xiao Fu, I don't blame you, I don't blame you. I just hate that fate plays tricks on people, and fate plays tricks on people!"
"What's wrong with a man who doesn't have a wife?"
"That's right, you, a brat, don't even have a confidante, you only think about your wife..."
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Yin Liting, who finally recovered from the shock of Ji Xiaofu's death, who had already determined to return to the mountain to promote Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts, Yin Liting, who was simple, kind and approachable, died like this...
He is dead, how could he die like this?!
He has not yet married a wife, and he has not yet developed Wudang swordsmanship!
Li Qiye felt an evil fire filling his heart, and negative emotions such as anger, sadness, frustration, etc. rushed into his mind. This young man who had always had smooth sailing since his debut felt unwilling for the first time in his life.
He clenched his silver teeth and blood spurted out. The figure of the tall and tall young man seemed to appear again in front of his eyes. He lay drunk on the table and yelled angrily and helplessly: "Good fortune plays tricks on people, fortune plays tricks on people!"
Why him? Why kill him?
He has just gotten over his emotional pain!
How unfair this world was to him!
"ah!"
In a daze, Mo Li suddenly roared loudly, with anger and hatred in his voice!
Suddenly, the energy and blood all over his body exploded, and his powerful internal energy dispersed in all directions. At this moment, the cold sword intent that had disappeared just now appeared in everyone's perception again!
However, this sword intent is completely filled with hatred, and it contains murderous intent!
Is this an unsheathed magic weapon with a sharp edge, or a killing sword that will annihilate the world!
The four people who joined forces to attack were so frightened by the sword intent that they all stopped in place. No one wanted to be the first to try the sword intent!
This was the first time that Mo Li showed all his cultivation skills without reservation. With the ninth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, coupled with the pure Yang Wuji Qi that he had practiced hard for more than ten years, he seemed to have turned into a man with the desire to choose others.
The dragon elephant that was devouring it made all the masters feel fear in their hearts. If they were to fight alone, none of them could be the opponent of this young man's thirty moves!
No wonder, no wonder Yang Xiao was defeated so miserably!
Everyone was shocked, and Zhao Min was bleeding from all his orifices, and stars were popping up in front of his eyes!
She had the lowest skill. If it weren't for the protection of Kudu Tuo on the side, Mo Li's roar just now could have shocked her to death!
Is this the power of the Sword God?!
For the first time, a feeling of fear appeared in her heart. She must kill this person today, otherwise there will be endless trouble!
As soon as she thought about this, she shouted loudly: "You all come together, Master Ku, you come together too, kill him, be sure to kill him!"
Li Li didn't say anything. He put down the Qiu Shui Sword, picked up the Ziwu Sword, and slowly pulled out the blade. The black and white mottled blade made a clear sound. At this moment, the Ziwu Sword seemed to have sensed the master's intentions and cheered for joy.
All the experts present could feel the killing intent in Mo Li's heart!
Everyone looked at each other and understood the meaning in each other's eyes. This person left today. With his potential, anyone who comes here is afraid that everyone will die!
No one spoke. At this moment, everyone suddenly moved!
"Amitabha!"
Cheng Kun let out a Buddhist lion's roar, and his powerful internal energy was mixed with the sound waves. It shook Mo Li's blood and made him feel irritable.
The two elders Xuan Ming no longer cared about the possibility that the Xuan Ming Divine Palm would be counterattacked by the opponent's pure Yang palm power, and they all used their special skills. The white energy around them condensed and turned into ice crystals. In the midst of the dancing snowflakes, the true energy was like a dragon and snake, and Mo Li was trapped.
All possible corners are covered!
These two palms are already killing moves!
Mo Li turned a blind eye, resisting the blood boiling all over his body, and already held out the long sword in his hand!
Suddenly, the sword light turned into a river of heaven, falling from the sky. Its momentum was mighty and difficult to resist, but it went straight towards the eight-armed divine sword Fang Dongbai!
Wudang swordsmanship, flowing clouds and flying waterfalls!
Fang Dongbai also swung the long sword in his hand, and it was still the same rainbow that penetrated the sun, and the sharp sword intent reflected the mountains and rivers, making it difficult for people to resist.
This sword was swift and ruthless, striking directly at the vital point. It was as fast as lightning, and I vowed to take Mo Li's life with one strike!
However, although this Changhong is extremely sharp, it encounters the Milky Way.
The interlacing sword lights are like candlelight competing with the bright moon. Everyone can see that this long rainbow is about to be submerged by the river!
not good!
Kudutuo's pupils shrank, he pulled out a single sword and headed towards the river that day!
He is Fan Yao, the Right Envoy of Light. His martial arts skills and internal strength are not inferior to Yang Xiao's. He is also knowledgeable and knowledgeable in various martial arts schools!
At this time, a single sword was in his palm, and he slashed Huashan with one move, almost cutting off the Tianhe River!
when!
The single sword came first and struck the Tianhe River. Kutoutuo felt an extremely powerful force coming from his hand, which made his mouth numb and sent him flying backwards!
Dang Dang Dang...
Several more soft sounds came in succession, and countless sword blades were shattered and scattered. Dongfang Bai's long rainbow was shattered into pieces by the light of Mo Li's sword!
Fang Dongbai was shocked and turned around to run away!
But how come it’s too late?!
call out!
Wherever the sword light passed, a huge head fell to the ground, and a fountain of blood shot into the sky, dyeing the grass all scarlet!
Xuan Ming's eyes were about to burst, he shouted angrily, and his palm movements were three points faster!
How could Mo Li dodge at this time?
Bang bang!
The palms of both men were imprinted on Mo Li's body, and the extremely cold air quickly spread along his vest towards his body!
"Get away!"
Li Qiye roared loudly, with such force that he knocked the two top masters in the world flying into the air.
However, the next moment, he spat out a large mouthful of blood with a loud sound. The blood condensed into ice in the air, and the cold air spread everywhere!
"he got hurt!"
Cheng Kun shouted loudly, and the three Kutoutuo people who were knocked away by him also looked happy. This sword god who dominates the world is not three-headed and six-armed after all!
"Today, you all must die!"
Li Qiye snorted coldly, and regardless of his own injuries, he stabbed out with his sword, and headed straight towards Cheng Kun like a ghost!
He has strong Qi and blood, and he cultivates extreme Yang internal strength. Although he will be injured when he withstands the Xuanming Divine Palm, he will not lose his fighting power. This is the reason why he dares to resist!
The long sword broke through the air, glowing with a cold light under the moonlight. It had the killing power of the sword just now. The cunning and cunning Cheng Kun was naturally unwilling to take a direct hit. He tiptoed and already moved in the direction of the two elders Xuan Ming!
I know you don’t dare to take it hard!
Mo Li's heart was as calm as water, and his sword followed the movement of people, following Cheng Kun.
Although these people joined forces, no one wanted to be taken away by him before death. Of course, they had the idea of preserving their strength in their hearts.
Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming had just succeeded with one palm, and their momentum was overwhelming. When they saw him coming, they each struck out with another palm. They were so cold that they blocked Cheng Kun's sword.
good chance!
Kutoutuo's eyes flashed, he held a single sword in his hand, and moved with the wind, slashing towards Mo Li's exposed back in front of him!
However, just when he thought he could succeed, Mo Li's long sword tilted slightly, and Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming hit the sword with both palms, but it was like a piece of rotten wood, with no force!
Oops!
The two elders were shocked, knowing that they had been deceived, but Mo Li was turned upside down by the force of these two palms, and the long sword was lifted back, slashing towards the back at a speed much faster than when he came just now.