Mo Wuji sneered in his heart, he was really not afraid of an early stage Great Luo Immortal. What's the use of having a higher level of cultivation than him? You have to be stronger than him. The purple-robed young man's spiritual thoughts were indeed powerful, but Mo Wuji didn't think he was stronger than himself. He dared to stand here and stop the other party because he was not afraid that the other party was a great Luo Immortal.
He was promoted to the Great Second Immortal Queen, and he really wanted to find a Great Luo Immortal to try his sword, and the purple-robed young man in front of him was just right. If it wasn't for his nature, he would have simply let the three people he stopped just now leave first. No matter what, he didn't want to implicate the lives of these three people because of himself. This was not his principle.
"Leave the shuttle, remove one of your arms and get out." The purple-robed boy said coldly.
The murderous intent in his eyes made Mo Wuji very clear. Even if he did what the purple-robed boy said, the other party would not let him go.
Mo Wuji didn't even bother to say anything this time. He opened his hand and drew out his long sword, and at the same time a sword light swept out.
Sooner or later we have to take action, so why bother talking nonsense
The sword light burst out and turned into fine sand all over the sky. This fine sand soon condensed into a desert.
Seeing Mo Wuji's sword strike, the purple-robed boy narrowed his eyes. Just from the power of Mo Wuji's sword, he knew that the opponent's strength was far beyond the level of Gai Guangyi and the other three.
This sword brought out a vast desert, and the western sea under the feet disappeared without a trace, leaving only boundless killing spree.
Every grain of sand and stone in the desert is full of murderous aura, and these murderous auras are condensed together.
The purple-robed young man became solemn, the immortal energy rolling around his body, and the Great Luo Immortal Domain was like waves hitting Mo Wuji one after another.
He also grabbed a long knife, and with a flick of the knife, it turned into thousands of colored glazes, covering Mo Wuji's entire desert.
Mo Wuji's magical sword power was indeed powerful. In the opinion of the purple-robed boy, Mo Wuji's cultivation level was probably not as high as his. As long as his cultivation level is not as high as his, his domain can crush Mo Wuji's domain. His glazed sword will tell Mo Wuji what the true way of swordsmanship is.
"Boom!" The fields of the two people blasted together. What the purple-robed boy's wave field encountered was not a high embankment or a dam, but whirlpools like black holes. No matter how high the waves in his domain are, and no matter how many layers of waves are rolled out in his domain, all the waves in these domains will be swept away by Mo Wuji's whirlpool domain, leaving not a drop of it left.
The purple-robed boy's heart sank. He understood just the collision of domains. Mo Wuji's strength was definitely not inferior to him. If he added a few other people, he would actually be at a disadvantage today.
At this moment, the domain was suppressed, and he could only rely on his sword skills to resist Mo Wuji.
The purple-robed boy was definitely Mo Wuji, who was not as good as the Great Luo Immortal. A monk who was not as good as the Great Luo Immortal could actually resist him head-on. If this spread, how shameless would he Wan Ping be
"Boom, boom, boom!" The thousands of glazed brilliance of the glazed sword and Mo Wuji's murderous intention in the desert collided again. The murderous intention in the desert collapsed, and the desert extended further. Likewise, the thousands of colored glazes also disappeared.
"Liu Li Kill!" The purple-robed young man's face was full of murderous intent. Even though he didn't have the slightest advantage in his field and the first duel, he still did not retreat, but pounced on Mo Wuji.
A dazzling sword light with murderous intent suddenly appeared over the sea, and the dazzling light carried a unique aura and sword intent. At this moment, both Mo Wuji's spiritual thoughts and Mo Wuji's eyes were imprisoned by the dazzling light of the sword, making him unable to perceive everything around him.
The three people watching the battle from a distance were even caught in this beautiful and dazzling light. They had never seen such a beautiful light. No, it should be that they had never seen such a beautiful sword light, just like the most beautiful glass.
When they realized that this was not Liuli, but Liuli Sha, their eyes and thoughts could no longer see anything.
Mo Wuji was not one of them. When he couldn't see, he simply closed his eyes. At this moment, he didn't even open his spiritual eyes. Even though he knew that after opening his spiritual eyes, he could see everything in front of him clearly, but for Mo Wuji, he didn't need it.
The gray long knife in his hand struck out for the second time, the second knife he understood, Changhe!
When he fought Jin Yiren, he didn't use his second sword. Now he is not the same as before. He is a real Great Yi Immortal monk. A great Yixian monk who pioneered the practice of veins.
Under the purple-robed boy's glazed sword light, Mo Wuji's desert finally completely collapsed, but at the same time, a bright Milky Way greeted the purple-robed boy's glazed sword light.
The stream flew down three thousand feet, as if the Milky Way had fallen into the sky!
At this moment, the long river of Mo Wuji's sword was the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens. This Milky Way seemed to come from outside the sky, and directly swallowed up the dazzling glazed sword light.
Beautiful, tragic, surging, and a bit arrogant...
This was the first time that Mo Wuji actually used Chang He, but the shock that Chang He gave him was more than ten times stronger than what he had expected before.
At most, his sword was only a superficial understanding of Chang He. The magical power of the sword was so powerful. If he had waited until he fully understood Chang He, even the Immortal King would dare to fight with his sword now.
Maybe it was an illusion at that time, and it was this illusion that made Mo Wuji so ambitious, with the momentum and ambition to move forward.
If before, he just thought that the purple-robed boy was only higher in cultivation than him, but not stronger than him. Now Mo Wuji has enough confidence to defeat the purple-robed boy. Regardless of whether this confidence matches his strength, Mo Wuji's feeling at this moment has reached an extreme.
"Qiang!" It was obviously the momentum of the swords blasting together, but there was a sound of gold and iron that almost tore apart the space.
Although the space was stable and there would be no cracks due to the fight between the two, the three people watching the battle from a distance still felt the violent vibrations in the surrounding space.
"Poof!" A faint bloody light exploded, and the purple-robed young man felt that his glass sword was instantly melted away, and then an extreme feeling of emptiness came over him. His eyebrows froze slightly, and he retreated frantically.
Mo Wuji felt equally uncomfortable. His Changhe was obviously several levels higher than his opponent's Liuli Kill, but because of his lack of cultivation, Changhe's understanding was still in its infancy. During this collision, he felt powerful and helpless. The feeling of exerting yourself.
Changhe clearly still had some strength left, but he was unable to cause fatal damage to the opponent.
Not only that, his hands were still trembling slightly. Preventing him from continuing to use the third sword, Sunset.
Mo Wuji took a deep breath. He was sure that if he had continued to use Sunset just now, the purple-robed boy would not be able to escape no matter what, and would directly perish under his sword. No, there is no need to use Sunset, as long as his Changhe can be used completely, the knife just now did not create a bloody mark on the purple-robed boy's eyebrows, but directly split the opponent in half.
"You are very strong, but do you know who I am?" The purple-robed boy put away his arrogance, and the faint blood stain between his eyebrows disappeared.
He knew that even if Mo Wuji was not as strong as him, he would not be able to keep Mo Wuji. Not to mention keeping Mo Wuji, even defeating Mo Wuji is probably impossible. The shallow blood mark between the eyebrows just now explained the problem. The young man in front of him was much better at swordsmanship than him. If his cultivation wasn't inferior to his own, then Wan Ping would be the one running for his life today.
Mo Wuji smiled faintly and ignored the purple-robed boy in front of him, but looked down at the long gray knife in his hand.
To be honest, his knife is a bit behind the times. Just now he didn't have the absolute upper hand, and it had something to do with the knife in his hand. The level of his sword is too low compared to his magical power.
"Why haven't you three left yet?" Mo Wuji noticed the three people watching.
The middle-aged man with a beard quickly stepped forward and bowed to Mo Wuji, "My friend took action for the three of us. If we just leave like this, how can we still be considered human? Even if we are defeated, we will still Wait until your friends leave before leaving.”
Knowing that he was no match for the purple-robed boy, yet still saying such words made Mo Wuji look at him differently.
Seeing that Mo Wuji was too lazy to pay attention to him, the purple-robed boy was furious. However, Mo Wuji was not afraid of him at all. He had to suppress the anger in his heart and said, "I am Wanping, from the Lingtian Immortal Realm." Dahao Immortal Sect. My friend, are you sure you want to go against my Dahao Immortal Sect?"
It was okay that Mo Wuji didn't listen to the Dahao Immortal Sect. As soon as he heard about the Dahao Immortal Sect, he suddenly had murderous intentions in his heart.
He was the one who killed Bai Chitian of Dahao Immortal Sect. During the elixir competition in Yongying Immortal Domain, he was chased by Wan Fan and almost fell into his hands. In other words, if he hadn't had the shuttle and some skills, he would have been killed by Wan Fan.
What about the Dahao Immortal Sect? If you want to kill Mo Wuji, you have to pay back.
"Friends, Jin Yusheng, the supreme elder of the Dahao Immortal Sect, is a powerful person in the late stage of the Immortal Emperor. There is also Wan Fan, the master of the Dahao Immortal Sect, who is Wanping's uncle. I heard that the Immortal Master has reached perfection and is about to enter the powerful realm of the Immortal Emperor. That's right." The middle-aged man with a beard quickly sent a message to Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji stared at Wan Ping, thinking that he was really looking for death. He would kill this guy no matter what today.
Thinking of this, he sent a message to the middle-aged man with a beard and said, "When I take action later, the three of you will also help me hold this guy down. Of course, if you dare not offend the Dahao Immortal Sect, Then please go ahead and I can stay here alone."
The middle-aged man with a full beard laughed, "Don't say that my friend stayed here for the three of us. Even if he didn't, why should I, Gai Guangyi, be afraid of people from the Dahao Immortal Sect? Tungsten Nian, Ji Cai, Go together!"
After saying that, he actually didn't wait for Mo Wuji and rushed towards Wanping first.
Mo Wuji admired him even more. This guy was not only smart but also decisive. It was obvious that he knew he was going to kill someone and silence them, so he simply rushed ahead. Mo Wuji, who was preparing to kill Wan Ping, naturally would not let these three people die. He directly crossed the distance of space and struck out with another knife.
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