In the void, the wind and clouds changed color, and a golden dragon loomed and shuttled like clouds.
How can the golden scales be the objects in the pool
"No, Jinlin has already begun to transform the dragon, son, hurry... Kill Deng Jiuling!" The ancestor Yideng suddenly looked anxious.
The mud bodhisattva is the world's number one fortune-teller, and since he said that the Mo family would suffer a hundred years of calamity, the credibility of this is still very high.
Now that Mo Yu and Deng Jiuling are in a decisive battle, Jinlin has begun to transform the dragon. Doesn't this explain the problem
This shows that Deng Jiuling no longer has any suspense, he is the biggest enemy of life and death in the fate of the Mo family!
kill!
Only by killing Deng Jiuling can we avoid future troubles!
Rear!
Along with the emptiness of the words of the ancestor of a lamp, the golden dragon in the void screamed up to the sky.
Longyin Jiuxiao! Shocking!
"Sword up!"
Mo Yu's eyes were gloomy, and the wonderful sword that had been trembling for a long time was finally unsheathed.
The name of the sword, Zhu Xian!
Cang!
Along with the birth of Zhu Xian, a dazzling sword light shot up into the sky like a huge laser, instantly slashing towards the golden scales in the void.
"You bastard want to transform the dragon? This young man wouldn't let you succeed in transforming the dragon!" Mo Yu said every word in a cold tone.
As soon as Zhu Xian was unsheathed, his sword qi automatically slashed towards the void, and he was visible in a radius of thousands of miles.
This huge sword light also made the majestic old man who was standing on the keel ship waiting for the news look violent.
"Asshole thing, dare to cut Jinlin with a sword, this is a dead end!" The majestic old man jumped into a thunder, his angry nose crooked.
"My lord, the son actually didn't listen to you, so he slashed the Jinlin with a sword."
Holding the sword, the old slave trembled and said, "If the golden scales really can't transform the dragon, then the catastrophe of my Mo Family will probably escalate further!"
"This is the end of the matter, and I can only take one step and look at it. Fortunately, this sword aura is automatically emitted by Zhu Xian, not Mo Yu's active attack, but it is a blessing in misfortune." Caressing the white beard, the majestic old man couldn't help sighing.
Sword Qi rises into the sky, and one sword shines on the thirteen states!
Holding the famous sword Zhuxian in his hand, the breeze blew Mo Yu's long hair, making him look more handsome and unrestrained, like a god descending from the earth.
"Sister Xiao Wu, I'm not going, I'm going to die with Big Brother Deng!" Mo Ruxue stood on the top of the distant mountain, raising a heart to his throat.
"Deng Jiuling let us leave, naturally there is his reason, we should believe him." Mo Wu sighed quietly.
"Brother Deng, no, you will be fine." Mo Ruxue shivered, and his spirit was almost on the verge of collapse.
On the other mountain top, all the heroes from all over the world shook their heads, as if seeing Deng Jiuling, the tragic scene of blood-stained prairie.
"It's a pity that the peerless Tianjiao who came out in the past will fall to the Mo Family today." The ancestor of the fire sighed for a while.
"Amitabha!" Master Xinghuo said the Buddha's horn, silently chanting scriptures and praying for Deng Jiuling in his heart.
Wow! Wow!
At this moment, the wind whimpers, and the world is in sorrow!
In the scorching eyes of everyone, Mo Yu's peerless sword was finally cut out!
"The white jade capital in the sky, the five cities on the twelfth floor; the immortal touches my head, knots my hair and receives longevity."
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"Learning swords and turning oneself from 哂, how can you succeed in writing; swords are not the enemy of ten thousand people, and writing is plagiarized from all over the world."
Mo Yu was unrestrained and unrestrained, with a sword swung out, that poem faintly came from the void, which originated from the ancient famous poem of the sword immortal Li Taibai.
The sky is full of poems, the sword spirit is chic!
"cut!"
Mo Yu's eyes were cold, he cut out with a sword, and the lotus was filled in the void.
"Qinglian swordsmanship, the highest profundity, grow lotus every step of the way!" Fengyun ancestor suddenly exclaimed.
"One sword begets ten thousand lotus, and the whole world is green lotus!" The ancestor Yideng shook.
The Qinglian swordsmanship is the Mo family's first swordsmanship, and it is also the peerless swordsmanship left by Mo Gucheng.
The supreme meaning of this set of swordsmanship is that the martial artist pours true energy into the sword, swinging the true energy horizontally and horizontally with a sword, which can make the sky full of green lotus in the void.
This Qinglian is not only transformed by true energy, but also contains a ray of Mo Yu's spiritual power!
This sword can slash all horizontal masters, ignoring any physical defenses!
The Mo Family's invincible diamond cover had no meaning in front of Qinglian swordsmanship.
This sword can slash any spiritual master, ignoring any spiritual defense!
The invincible Taishang chapter of the Mohist family has no meaning in front of Qinglian swordsmanship!
This is the most profound meaning of Qinglian swordsmanship-step! step! Health! lotus!
"Deng Jiuling, force, after you die, Mo Ruxue is the thing under the hip of the island owner, Jie Jie!" Mo Fengyun looked excited, his face distorted.
However, under the shadow of the sky full of swords, Deng Jiuling sank his waist and flew out slowly.
The third type of roaring boxing technique-tsunami!
Boom!
Deng Jiuling threw a fist, and everyone felt a flower in front of them, as if they had seen the sea.
In this vast ocean, waves rose to the sky, covering the sky and the earth.
Wow!
The sea water turned into a torrential rain, instantly submerging all Jian Qi lotus!
But the good show, this is just the beginning!
This unprecedented tsunami quickly spread across the grasslands.
Everywhere they went, each of the Mohist disciples, before they even had time to scream, were instantly submerged by the sea.
Three seconds!
This sea storm lasted only three seconds!
But within these three seconds, there were countless Mohists who died tragically on the spot.
Even many ancestors and island owners fell into the sea.
Three seconds later, the sea water dissipated.
Everyone realized that everything was just an illusion.
Cang!
Using the Qinglong Yanyue Knife to support his body, Deng Jiuling was panting like a cow, and was already in a state of weakness.
"It deserves to be the invincible boxing technique created by the world's number one punch,'Xiao Xiaotian'. The power of this'tsunami' trick is really extraordinary."
According to Deng Jiuling's prediction, no matter how powerful the tsunami is, it will be at most two or three times stronger by the "landslide."
Unexpectedly, the power of this trick is 100 times that of a landslide!
Although this move was powerful, it also caused Deng Jiuling's advanced Nine-Rank cultivation base to completely decline to the extreme.
"Deng! Nine! Spirit!"
Click!
Glancing at the prairie that was stained red with blood, Mo Yu's handsome face suddenly burst out with murderous intent.
Mo Yu didn't even dream of coming first. Deng Jiuling actually consumed all his energy and spirit under the sword that he must kill, and burst out a punch that could be called a peerless punch.
Under this punch, the Mo family suffered heavy losses, and many people with low cultivation levels died tragically on the spot.
Even those who didn't die were illusioned, falling to the ground and struggling constantly, thinking that they were caught in the sea.
Among them, the ancestors of the islands suffered the most severe losses.
The ancestors were the patron saints of the Mo family, but when Deng Jiuling advanced to the Ninth-Rank Grandmaster, he was seriously injured by the power of heaven and earth, and weakened to the extreme.
Now that Deng Jiuling's "tsunami" came out, the ancestors fell one after another!
Even the ancestors who did not die were severely injured physically and mentally, and completely lost the power to fight again.
Even if these ancestors recover in the future, their cultivation base will be regressed and the loss will be extremely serious.
Among the crowd, there was only one ancestor who suffered the slightest injury.
But even so, the ancestor Yideng looked at the mess everywhere, still raging, and wanted to kill Deng Jiuling.
"Deng Jiuling can actually resolve it, Young Master Mo Yu's mortal sword, he counterattacked before he died, killing so many Mo Family masters?" The ancestor of the fire on the top of the mountain suddenly breathed in air.
"The ancestors of the Mo family are abolished, and the place of inheritance is gone. Now even if Deng Jiuling is dead, the Mo family is still dying, and it is no longer possible to become a South China Sea Transcendent Clan." Master Xinghuo kept shaking his head and sighed.
The fighting has continued to this day, and it has no meaning to continue.
Because of the Mohist school-lost!
Not only did the Mohist lose, but they also lost very uselessly. The prestige accumulated over the past century was completely discredited.
Even the son of South China Sea, Mo Yu, used his strongest sword, but was counter-killed by Deng Jiuling!
Shame!
Snapped!
As if being slapped in the face with an invisible slap, Mo Yu looked resentful, full of regret in his heart.
In fact, if Mo Yu were willing to listen to the advice of the Mo family boss and stop talking nonsense with Deng Jiuling from the beginning, but cut it out with a single sword, Deng Jiuling would have no chance to resist.
But Mo Yu's cultivation was overwhelming, and he was too self-confident in himself, and finally Deng Jiuling put it together.
That's right, just put one!
"Deng Jiuling, you are forcing me, it turns out that you never thought about fighting swords with this young man from the beginning!"
Taking a step forward, Mo Yu said in a cold tone: "You use the technique of four or two strokes of a thousand catties, and use boxing as a guide to rebound this son's sword energy and use it to kill my Mo family in a group, right?"
A pure "tsunami" is just a mental attack, although it is powerful, it is not so powerful that it can increase by a hundredfold.
But Deng Jiu's most brilliant thing is to use the waves to beat the lotus, and use the lotus to increase his attack power.
In other words, the loss of the Mo family is so serious. The biggest hero is not Deng Jiuling, but Mo Yu!
It was Mo Yu's peerless sword aura that caused the Mo family's huge losses!
"Brother Deng, are you going to win?" Mo Ruxue looked lost at the other mountain top.
"No, Deng Jiuling lost." Mo Wu shook his head and couldn't help sighing.
Mo Wu Bingxue was smart, and combined with Mo Yu's words, he had already guessed Deng Jiuling's plan.
That is to kill a few more people before dying!
It has to be said that Deng Jiuling succeeded, and even severely damaged the Mohist's background, making the Mohist prosperous and decline.
Even Mo Wu can predict that once the result of this battle comes, the Mo School will be graciously sweeping the floor and be spurned by the South China Sea heroes.
Even Marshal Wei Lan might send his troops to the Mohist school to start the battle after many years.
If it really reaches that point, even if the Mo Family has not been annihilated, it will still be exhausted, and will no longer have its former glory.
But Mo Wu understood even more that even if the Mo Family suffered serious losses, Mo Yu was not injured.
Even with Mo Yu's sword just now, Deng Jiuling couldn't avoid it at all, but could rebound by trick.
But your Deng Jiuling only resisted Mo Yu's sword, and you reached the point where the oil ran out, and Mo Yu was still intact. Can you Deng Jiuling resist the second sword
Oh!
What an international joke!
"Deng Jiuling, if you die, I will kill myself immediately!" Holding the dagger in the palm of his hand, Mo Wu's eyes were firm.
At this moment, even though Mo Yu was angry, he knew that killing Deng Jiuling first was the most critical thing.
"Deng Jiuling, my son's second sword, I see how you can resist it!"
Cang!
Mo Yu let out a long scream, and Zhu Xian got out of his hand and quickly slashed towards Deng Jiuling's head!