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The Zixiao Shenzong is the strongest sect in China, gathering the strongest elites in China.
As a disciple of Shenzong, his combat power is self-evident.
This Jun Mo's strength must be countless times stronger than Han Yuntian's, and his sword intent is more terrifying than the sense of oppression Qin Feng brought to them.
Qin Feng, I'm afraid he is powerless to resist.
Jun Mo thinks so too.
The coming this time is for revenge, how could it give Qin Feng a chance to survive.
The ten-mile sword rainbow shines in the sky, covering the sky, and everything is dying.
But just when Jun Mo sat and watched Qin Feng annihilate, when everyone thought Qin Feng was powerless to resist, under Ye Qingyu's worried eyes, Han Yuntian's urgent eyes two forces collided loudly.
What shocked everyone was that the seemingly invincible Shili Jianhong shattered the moment it touched the blood mark and disappeared without a trace.
Immediately afterwards, the power of the blood mark changed in vain, and a thick sense of blood swept across the world. Under the sense of blood, everyone seemed to feel the coming of the end of the world.
"It's scary, is this the real combat power of Qin Feng?" Everyone's heart trembled, they seemed to underestimate Qin Feng.
"Um?"
Seeing this, Jun Mo's eyes froze suddenly.
Unable to kill with one sword?
Even contrary to what was expected, his sword couldn't stop the opponent's punch?
"Take another sword from me!"
Jun Mo's big sleeve fluttered, and the sword intent of heaven and earth crazily condensed, and then he waved his long sleeve, and there seemed to be a universe in the sleeve, and thousands of sword lights bloomed, blasting towards the blood mark covering the sky.
He didn't believe in his sword, so he couldn't kill Qin Feng.
However, thousands of sword intents were quickly crushed under the impact of the blood mark, and the aftermath of the endless sword intent stirred all directions, cutting layers of space.
Um?
Jun Mo frowned again, and the contempt in his eyes completely subsided, "It's interesting, no wonder my younger brother Jun Ye will die in your hands, but unfortunately, you will still die."
Say it.
A sword chanted loudly, and a sword appeared in his hand. The sharp sword was out of its sheath, and the sword was three feet cold, flying like a dragon with a terrifying sword intent, splitting the space between heaven and earth, and the sea of ??clouds continued to shatter.
Afterwards, the sharp sword floated in front of Jun Mo, incomparably intimate, as if possessing the spirit of the sword, full of spirituality.
Jun Mo stretched out his hand to hold the sword, his eyes were cold, the sword was in his hand, like a human sword united, the majestic sword intent dared to break through the sky.
"This sword is called Burial."
"After I own this sword, I have used it three times. The first time I slashed across the same border, the second time I crossed the border to kill the enemy, and the third time I crossed the triple border. I lived up to the name of burial and buried the enemy underground."
"And you, will be the fourth person to be buried under the sword of burial!"
The language falls.
Jun Mo's long sword was picked out, and the glow of the brilliant sword burst out rapidly.
"Chichi~"
In the vast sky, the sea of ??clouds rolled, and was split by the brilliant sword light. In the sky, there seemed to be a huge sword mark in the endless sky.
The sword of the ground burial seems to cut through the sky.
?The sword is as straight as before, as it is raised, as it is without a case, as luck is without sidelines, it is above the floating clouds, below the Jedi discipline, once this sword is used, the swordsmanship of the world seems to be dejected.
'What a terrible sword! '
When the sword came out, the monks in the Earth Element Realm changed color at the same time.
However.
The falling momentum of the Zhetian Bloodstain remained undiminished, its majesty was still there, and when it collided with the Burial Sword Intent, the sword glow instantly collapsed, turning into bits of broken light and disappearing, the bloodstain continued to fall unabated.
"So strong!"
Many of the vast crowd stared wide-eyed.
Jun Mo's burial sword intention can make the way of the sword lose its color, but it is vulnerable to the blood mark. Qin Feng's strength is probably far beyond their imagination.
"How can it be!?"
Jun Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he knew best how strong the ground burial sword was. This sword was unmatched by the same situation, even those in the same situation in the Zixiao Sect had no equal enemy.
However, if it collides with the blood seal, it will be destroyed immediately.
Qin Feng, is it so tyrannical?
It was too late to shock, the bloodstains fell so fast that he had to make another move.
I saw him lightly flicking down on the burial sword with his fingers.
"Zheng!"
As he snapped his fingers down, a sword intent instantly extended from the ground burial sword. There were nine consecutive rings, and a total of nine sword intents lingered around the body of the sword.
"Nine Swords Break the Sky, go!"
Jun Mo explodes, nine swordsTurn into a sword rainbow, soaring all the way up, just like the sky across the sky, wanting to break the world, destroying everything continuously.
"Boom!"
The Zhetian blood seal is still unabated, crushing the nine sword rainbows powerfully, and even the remaining prestige is not affected, still showing the tendency to crush the world.
"This is impossible!"
Jun Mo's face changed completely.
He slashed the ground burial sword three times, the first sword ground burial instantly killed the same realm, the second sword nine swords pierced the sky, and crossed the border to slash the enemy. How could such a terrifying sword intent be as fragile as Lu Gong?
Unless, Qin Feng's realm is higher than he expected.
"I do not believe!"
Jun Mo roared furiously, his palm shook violently, his sword howl shocked the sky, and a more vast and brilliant sword glow whizzed up, like a dragon soaring.
The dragon shadow is constantly condensing, gradually becoming real, as if there is really an ancient giant dragon, descending across endless time and space, and its power shakes the world.
"The third sword, the dragon crosses Qingxuantian, and knocks open the gate of Jiutian with one sword!"
"kill!"
Jun Mo slashed out with a sword, the dragon's chant shook the sky, and the almost real dragon shadow and sword rainbow penetrated the sky, tearing the space completely apart, a large number of space storms rolled out, and the world was dark.
"Boom!"
Zhetian bloodstains are like the power of the sky, and they are simply unmatched. Shenlong Jianying seems invincible, but it is still difficult to shake the bloodstain. When it collides, it is like a huge wave crashing on the shore, and a strong wind blows the sky. It seems fierce and invincible, but it is actually hard to shake.
On the contrary, the blood mark fell, and the dragon shadow collapsed, turning into fragments and disappearing.
Jun Mo was stunned, looking at the crazily falling blood mark in disbelief, it was unacceptable.
When he slashed out with three swords, even the eighth layer of everything could kill, but that punch was overwhelming and indestructible, easily crushing all his sword intentions.
How did he accept it.
Could it be that Qin Tian is already the pinnacle of Vientiane?
"No, I don't believe"
Jun Mo roared like a roar, unable to accept such a result, he crazily urged his strength to the extreme, the ground burial sword chanted to startle the sky, and the shadow of ten thousand dragons shone in the sky.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Jun Mo yelled three earth-shattering killing words in a row, thousands of dragon shadows screamed together, as if the ancient dragon clan reappeared, sweeping across the world.
At that moment, each dragon shadow seemed to represent a kind of swordsmanship, ten thousand dragon shadows contained ten thousand kinds of swordsmanship, shining in the sky.
Every kind of swordsmanship is so mysterious and terrifying that everyone in Tianyou City is stunned.
Especially those kendo practitioners are eye-opening and fascinated.
'I'm afraid the sword god is nothing more than that. '
Some sword cultivators sighed in their hearts.
Wan Dao's sword intent swept across the sky, turning into a chaotic sword field, which was the celestial phenomenon of Jun Mo's sword, and the sword intent exploded to the extreme, like an angry dragon sweeping the world.
Boom!
Zhetian's blood seal roared, and the blood in the sky was like a blood tide rolling, and finally all of it merged into the blood mark, turning into a punch and falling down completely.
At this moment, everyone seemed to have an illusion that the punch turned the sun and the moon upside down, turned the world upside down, destroyed the sword intent like the roar of an angry dragon, and finally fell on the ground burial sword.
"Boom!"
Unable to bear the power of that punch, the extraordinary burial sword burst open. Countless sharp sword shards swayed in all directions. With the aftermath of destroying heaven and earth, countless people panicked and retreated. Looking at the scene in the sky again , horrified.
"Boom!"
The blood seal shattered the buried sword, and the remaining prestige did not seem to diminish at all. It fell on Jun Mo's body fiercely, and there was only a bang, and Jun Mo's body burst directly.
It was impossible to even escape for his life, and he was crushed by a punch.
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