Infinite Heroes Seat

Brilliant blue light traverses the sky, dark clouds in the sky are like ink, spinning rapidly, under the ferocious whirlpool, Lu Xueqi is standing in the sky, the wind is raging, her peerless appearance is as ice as frost!

Standing in the air, hanging in the air for seven consecutive steps, she chanted a curse, and the next moment a thick thunder pillar crashed down.

Stepping on the dead marsh, he couldn't hear it but he chuckled.

"Have you forgotten what happened back then? Use the magic sword to guard me against thunder?"

Raising one hand, Acacia Zan glowed with cyan brilliance.

Appearing to be attracted inexplicably, the sky's thunder fell into two, half fell on Tianya, and half fell into Mo Wen's hands.

Gritting his teeth slightly, Lu Xueqi still blasted the sky thunder down, and similarly, Mo Wen waved his hand, and the electric light also rose into the sky.

One up and down, two bolts of lightning pierced the sky, and the lightning rays of the same origin collided together, entangled and bit each other like two thunder dragons, and finally walked towards annihilation together.

She felt a little pant in her chest, and sweat gradually slipped off Lu Xueqi’s forehead. From the edge of Dawang Village, she and Mo Wen had hit the dead marsh all the way. There were originally scattered trees around, but at this time only lush water plants were left. , There was also a faint smell of rottenness in the air. The two didn't know how many rounds they had fought, but even if she tried her best, she couldn't help Mo Wen at all. Even she was already a little unsustainable now, and Mo Wen didn't even breathe.

Tilted his head, Mo Wen looked at Lu Xueqi and stroked his chin.

"You know? I actually miss that night, your soft body. And that sweet cry—"

"die!"

The soaring Tianya slashed towards Mo Wen, but the latter just gently waved Acacia Slash, and Lu Xueqi flew out with the sword.

"Ha ha......"

The breath is getting more and more urgent. Holding the Heavenly Sword in her hand, Lu Xueqi looked at the figure in front of her, her heart becoming more and more unwilling.

Why, in the past ten years, I have been practicing desperately, but the distance from him is getting bigger and bigger, so how can I take revenge?

She seemed to see what she was thinking, and Mo Wen disappeared like a black mist. After a while, they gathered in front of Lu Xueqi strangely.

The golden left hand easily suppressed the brilliance of the Tianya Divine Sword and Lu Xueqi's resistance, Mo Wen's right hand provoked the latter's white chin

Looking at each other, he slowly said: "Using Tai Chi Qingxuan Dao to fuse the Great Brahma Prajna and the heavenly scriptures. Although it is not wrong, it is not as smooth as the general framework of the heavenly scriptures. Persist on those boring things, because I came from Qingyunmen. So I never give up my own path. Even if you know that it will affect your own strength?"

Mo Wen lifted her chin, Lu Xueqi's eyes flashed humiliation, but she said coldly, "Don't worry about it, I'm different from you, a traitor!"

"Really?" Mo Wen shrugged, took a step back, and let go of Lu Xueqi, "Then you will never want to get revenge on me. I would like to remind you of friendship. I have already stepped on one foot. I have a clear realm. I believe that as long as you can get the thing in the dead marsh, you will be able to advance. If you don't change your mind, you can only be pulled farther and farther by me, and there is no hope of revenge anymore."

Biting her lips tightly, Lu Xueqi didn't speak, but the expression in her eyes was a little shaken.

At this moment, Mo Wen's head suddenly turned to the other side.

"Oh, those flower-protecting messengers are here, it seems there are still some to play today!"

While speaking, dozens of black spots rushed to the horizon in the distance.

"Sister Lu, are you okay!"

Qi Hao rushed over first, he first glanced at Lu Xueqi with concern, and then he was relieved to see that she had nothing to do but was exhausting, then turned his head and shouted at Mo Wen.

"Mo Wen, you, a traitor, dare to appear before my eyes. Today, I am going to walk the way for the sky and destroy your enchanting evildoer!"

Mo Wen smiled lightly, looking at Qi Hao with a smile, his eyes full of contempt, "I said Qi Hao, I said back then that you have no real skills except that mouth, and I don't know who saw me just now. Turn around and run away, without a bit of vigor, now that I find a helper, I start to speak up again. You are really thick-skinned!"

"You!" Qi Hao's face flushed visibly, Mo Wen's words were vicious and poisonous, and he didn't even leave him any face. No need to look at him, he knew the Qingyun disciples behind him. How do you see yourself at this time.

"Don't try to instigate the divorce, you devil, I'm Qi Hao--" Qi Hao was trying to say something to save his face, but a figure stepped forward and stood in front of him, staring at Mo Wen stubbornly.

Holding a sword that looked like jade but not jade, and was one foot shorter than ordinary swords, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were blood-red, and his face was as hideous as a ghost.

"Mo Wen, do you remember me?"

Looking at the sword with green marks, Mo Wen's expression was in a daze, but he quickly calmed down.

"It turned out to be the little junior brother. I didn't expect that Madam would give you Mo Xuejian!"

Mo Wen's voice was very calm, it seemed that he was really reunited with his senior brother, without the slightest ripple.

But Zhang Xiaofan’s response made people shudder. With incomparable resentment and hatred, he almost said word by word: "Yes, it is Mo Xuejian. On the day the teacher gave it to me, I was facing it. This sword has sworn to kill you to avenge the senior sister!"

"Only you?" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Not enough!"

"kill!"

Without saying a word, Zhang Xiaofan shouted violently, waved Mo Xue and slashed at Mo Wen.

The water-like sword glowed with two colors of blue and gold. Zhang Xiaofan's attack was extremely tragic, and he almost ignored his own life and death.

"So you are not qualified enough!"

Mo Wen let out a sneer, and Acacia Slash burst out in a sharp burst of brilliance. The light of blue, gold, and red was intertwined and hit Zhang Xiaofan's head-on.

boom!

Like a muffled thunder in the clear sky, a large pit that widened sharply appeared in the low mud. The ground flips, like a mud mark pressed by a finger.

With a sudden spit of blood, Zhang Xiaofan flew upside down. When Song Daren was placed in his arms, Mo Xuejian kept screaming in his hands, while Mo Wen's face flushed slightly, shaking his body, he stood firm again.

"Xiao Fan!"

Lin Jingyu, who had a good relationship with Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, suddenly turned red, and the Dragon Slashing Sword in his hand lit up with a blue light, and he blatantly killed Mo Wen.

It's like the fuse that ignites the fuse. In the next moment, a dozen magic weapons called together towards Mo Wen.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Looking at the magic weapons that were rushing towards his face, Mo Wen didn't hurriedly sacrificed a small mirror.

A faint yellow halo spread. All the magic weapons hit on it were bounced back, shaking the faces of those Qingyun disciples slightly pale.

"**mirror!"

Qi Hao gritted his teeth with hatred, Mo Wen used the magic weapon of Qingyunmen to deal with them.

The crisp sound of the dragon chant, the Dragon Slashing Sword was under the control of Lin Jingyu. It slashed fiercely on the halo of the ** mirror.

I don’t know if I have just experienced too many attacks. In the green light, the pale yellow halo quietly melted away, revealing the unheard figure inside.

Lin Jingyu was overjoyed when he saw it, and he poured his true essence into it, intending to kill Mo Wen on the spot.

But not far away, when Lu Xueqi saw this, her pupils shrank, and she exclaimed, "Junior Brother Lin, go back, that's a trap!"

Lin Jingyu was taken aback. But before he could react, a golden palm had already gripped the body of the Dragon Slashing Sword. Hold it firmly.

Like a dragon with a reverse scale, the Dragon Slashing Sword suddenly blew its blue light, and it kept beating, as if to teach this fanatic who dared to provoke himself a lesson, but the golden hand was not moving like a pliers. The golden light continued to spread, and no matter how the Dragon Slashing struggled, he couldn't get out of the trap.

"You inherited Wan Jianyi's Dragon Slashing, but didn't inherit his skills. It's really shameful!"

Accompanied by the cold words, Mo Wen's other hand, Acacia Slash violently waved.

"what!"

With blood spattering, Lin Jingyu just let out a scream, and staggered back, clutching his shoulders.

Mo Wen Qigen cut off his right arm holding Zhanlong!

Cang Song died early, Wan Jianyi also died in Mo Wen's hands, so Lin Jingyu was not taught at all. Even if he was extraordinary talent, he only reached the ninth level of Yuqing in ten years. Mo Wen was too far apart, so his arm was scrapped in one blow and Slashing Dragon was taken away.

He slammed Lin Jingyu's broken arm aside, holding Zhanlong in his hand, Mo Wen couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"Well, yes, it's really a good sword, it's easier to use than Zhan Xiangsi!"

A white light rose from his hand and spread towards Dragon Slashing's sword little by little. As soon as he touched that white light, Slashing Dragon made a low hum, seemingly unwilling to be humiliated, and resisted desperately.

"Mo Wen, return my sect treasure!"

Qi Hao was anxious when he saw this. The Dragon Slashing Sword was the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, a rare treasure of the Blue Cloud Gate. He was a bit eager to see how he was willing to let it fall into Mo Wen's hands.

The Frost Sword flew up, and an icy airflow quickly hit Mo Wen.

The other disciples also came back to their senses, offering magic weapons one after another, and besieged Mo Wen.

Holding the Dragon Slashing Sword in one hand, Mo Wen did not fight back, but dodges like a butterfly walking among the flowers. No matter how the Qingyun disciples attacked, they could not touch half of his clothes. At the same time, he The white light in his hand was still firmly pouring towards the Dragon Slashing Sword.

Finally, in the midst of the mournful cry of Dragon Sword, the white light finally spread all over the sword body, and Dragon Slash also became quiet, lying obediently in Mo Wen's hands.

Dragon Sword

Grade: b+

Category: Treasures for People

Cast by the Wanzai green crystals in the extremely bitter land of southern Xinjiang~www.wuxiamtl.com~, it kills countless traitors and evil spirits. It is led by offense and has great power.

Holding the Dragon Slashing Sword in his hand, Mo Wen looked at the Qingyunmen disciple with a wicked smile on his mouth.

"Come on, now let you see the true power of the Dragon Slashing Sword!"

The emerald green light soared into the sky, and Mo Wen turned into a blue dragon and rushed into the Qingyunmen disciples.

Although he has never studied the ghost-slashing **** of Wanjianyi, Mo Wen is also practicing Taiji Qingxuan Dao after all, and he is about to enter the Taiqing realm. Under the full urge, the power of Zhanlong burst out is not inferior. In that year.

Crazy, hot, blood and brilliance dancing together, in the vast dead swamp, the blue light is so heart-palpiting. (To be continued...)

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