Fix your sister's fairy

Mo Luoxue raised her eyebrows when she heard this, although she didn't know what Mo Yi was going to do, but she still vaguely guessed a little, the red mark on the back of her hand lit up slightly, and the blood sword was directly taken out by Mo Luoxue.

"Ah, hey, are you really going to throw me to that kid?" "I don't think you hate him very much, let him die, I can help if you want to divide the body afterwards." "

Mo Luoxue threw the blood sword with an expressionless face and tried to feel it, the most difficult thing for the blood sword to deal with was her, the blood sword scolded Mo Yi, maybe the other party would blow up and choke him, but Mo Luoxue usually ignored him at all, if the blood sword didn't know how to advance, what he got would not be Mo Luoxue's anger, but a free opportunity to activate the muscles and bones by activating the ban with a blank face.

"Lose the "zero, zero, zero" point, don't lose it. The Blood Sword snorted and chirped for a few words before he was silent.

Mo Luoxue aimed in an instant, and she threw out the Blood Sword with great luck, and the Blood Sword fell from a high altitude to the sword formation surrounding Mo Yi and Ying Cun with a momentum like a bamboo.

"It's too young. The young man looked at the bloody sword flying from the sky and shook his head slowly, you must know that there is more than one layer of defense around Mo Yi and Ying Cun, not to mention how well the sword formation of Ying Cun resists external forces, you must know that there is a circle of flying swords around the fighting ground of Mo Yi and the two of them, each of them here is laid down by a real material, and if you want to break through this circle of flying swords, even if you are a strong person in the ruin period, you have to take it up and take a serious blow.

In the eyes of the young man, the bloody sword is destined to be intercepted and strangled and broken by the flying sword directly halfway, even if it survives a layer of sword formation, it can't penetrate the winning sword formation, you must know that the offensive and defensive ability of a sword array can be described as almost invincible at the same level, how can it be given by this simple sword......

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two crisp breaking sounds sounded, the expression of the man in Tsing Yi froze, and a dark red shadow fell from the sky and directly smashed through the outer layer to intercept his flying sword, and the flying sword broke into two pieces and fell with a scream. The remnants of the bloody sword pierced through the sword formation under the winning inch, and this time it was easier and easier, as if it had pierced a piece of rice paper.

"Rub, are you going to kill me? In the sword array, Mo Yi screamed and cursed, and the bloody sword was inserted into the ground against his back, and several of his hairs were rubbed down by the bloody sword.

"Tsk, it's a little off. The Blood Sword said regretfully.

"I'll settle accounts with you in the evening. Mo Yi grabbed the hilt of the Blood Sword and pulled him out of the ground, "Don't draw my blood! "

"Three mouths, or you won't work. Immediately opened the conditions, and the next moment, Mo Yi felt that the bloody sword in his hand was several times heavier, and it was deeply inserted into the earth, no matter how he couldn't pull it out.

Mo Yi immediately raised his eyebrows and refused, "Get out, how can I beat me if you draw my blood."

"Huh. The Blood Sword sneered, "Don't play if you're unhappy." "

Ying Cun frowned and looked at Mo Yi and he couldn't hear the words of the Blood Sword, in his perspective Mo Yi had been talking to himself like a madman, but he was no longer Jing Mo Yi was crazy, Mo Yi put too much pressure on him, and he needed to mobilize all his energy to defeat Mo Yi.

The flying swords of the sword array all shook, and Mo Yi sensed that when he turned his head to look, Ying Cun cut the blood on his wrist, and the blood did not drip on the ground, but slowly floated into the air, and each flying sword was stained with a drop of blood.

"Okay, okay, just three mouthfuls. Mo Yi sensed that the other party was about to make a big move, and the purpose of his coming blood sword was also to kill the other party gorgeously.

The Blood Sword quickly drew three mouthfuls of Mo Yi's blood, so fast that Mo Yi's face turned white in an instant, and his legs almost became weak, "Hey, are you sure it's just three mouthfuls? "

"Pumping you a liter and you can still live?" said the Blood Sword disdainfully, "Do you think you are the kind of blood cow that cultivates the body?" "

Between complaining to each other, Ying Cun's anger bar was also full, and every flying sword was echoing his control, and Mo also found that the pressure that the sword array gave to him all the time disappeared, which also proved that Ying Cun's ultimate move should be a full burst attack.

At this time, Mo Luoxue, who was outside the halfway up the mountainside, suddenly felt moved, and she suddenly realized that this scene was very familiar, and she had seen the same scene once upon a time..........

Under the witness of all the monks, the sword array controlled by the winning inch shrank violently, and each flying sword was aimed at Mo Yi, and when it exploded at the critical point, each flying sword burst out, and countless illusory shadows slashed through the void, and the sharp sword wind could be felt even from afar.

At this moment, just as all the monks announced Mo Yi's death in their hearts, a blood-red sword light suddenly erupted, and countless void sword lights were smashed, this sword was full of gloomy meaning, and it looked lonely and proud in front of the sword array's violent attack.

Mo Luoxue suddenly remembered, she had really seen this scene, it was when she and Mo Yi had just come to the Immortal Cultivation Realm to participate in the Ascending Immortal Conference, when Mo Yi's master Cheng Jingyu was fighting with Yi Haoran, she would never forget Yi Haoran's domineering sword formation and Cheng Jingyu's flying immortal-like sword.

Although Mo Yi's sword is far away from Cheng Jingyu in terms of power and artistic conception, there is no doubt that this sword has that kind of pure artistic conception...... The true meaning of kendo!

"It's stronger again......" Fang Xia thought to him as he looked at the dark red sword light that was obliquely tearing apart the sword array and flying towards the top of the mountain, the last time he saw Mo Yi's true intent of the sword, he still looked very immature, but now, Mo Yi's understanding of the true meaning of the sword path had exceeded his expectations.

5.3 Everything ended under this sword, Ying Cun lay dead in a pool of blood, scattered around dozens of broken flying swords, it can be said that this set of sword formations has been completely abolished, not only the sword formation of Ying Cun, but also the flying swords around the field were all taken away by their owners.

Mo Yi stood on the spot and casually stuck the bloody sword on the ground and cursed, "I know that you are uneasy and kind, and secretly draw my blood." "

"Phew, who's rare. The bloody sword spat at a bite, and the tip of the sword squeezed out a little blood very stingily, which was regarded as spit.

The man in Tsing Yi looked at Mo Yi in the field in a complicated way, he had planned for Mo Yiqiang, but he didn't expect it to be so strong! This sword even made him feel creepy, and at this moment he finally knew that Mo Yi's real cultivation was not a stick technique, but a pure sword technique!_

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