Leng Qianqiu frowned slightly and said with a stern tone, "I didn't expect that your cultivation has improved greatly over the years. I believe that the king-level divine sword has been mastered by you."

Mo Yu slowly spoke, "Your strength is stronger than in the ancient land."

"Of course! I entered the ancient land, and my cultivation was sealed and it was difficult to explode. Today, let you know the horror of the second step in the Heavenly Dao Sword Cultivation. This king-level divine sword will belong to me since then." Leng Qianqiu's expression has returned to calm. Although he is full of confidence, he dare not be careless about Mo Yu.

Only in a calm state can a sword cultivator burst out with the strongest power.

Mo Yu shook his head, "Maybe it's you who will lose today."

Leng Qianqiu was silent, but his breath was getting stronger and stronger.

Gradually, he was about to reach his peak, and his eyes swept over, but Mo Yu's expression was as usual, without any change.

He frowned secretly in his heart, Leng Qianqiu understood in his heart that the oppression of momentum was ineffective and he could no longer delay.

"kill!"

With a low shout, he raised his hand and flew in automatically, and suddenly slashed forward.

boom--

The unimaginable terrible aura burst out instantly, directly stirring up the space where he is, turning into chaos. Countless sword shadows flew up and down, making people unsurprising that anything that fell into it would be crushed into powder in an instant.

The vast soup is like a long river that swept across!

Everything that is blocking ahead will be completely extinct.

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes and suddenly raised his hand. The Xuanhuang Sword trembled, becoming more and more high, naturally exuding a noble and proud momentum.

I am the only one who is the king in the sword!

Backhand, Xuanhuang Sword fell.

A sword shadow flew out without any powerful oppression, but only sharp that was compressed to the extreme and terrifying.

It is like thousands of mountains, and you can also penetrate it with one sword!

Boom-

The loud noise continued, like the thunder rolling in winter, resounding through the sky, shaking the earth!

Mo Yu retreated and resolved all the impact forces.

His expression was calm and composed.

Leng Qianqiu's feet did not move, his eyes suddenly lit up and landed on the long sword in his hand.

"It is worthy of being a king-level divine sword. It is indeed powerful and can actually give you the power to resist my sword."

"But just now, it was just a small temptation, Mo Yu, are you ready to welcome death?"

The voice is smooth, but it contains strong confidence.

The next moment, Leng Qianqiu's aura suddenly changed, like a sharp sword returning into the sheath, restraining all the sharpness. But at this moment, the dangerous aura he gave people not only did not decrease, but became even more terrifying.

He raised his arm, the long sword in his hand roared, suddenly flew out on his own, sank into the end of the clouds.

Just when everyone was puzzled by his actions, a terrifying oppression suddenly came from the sky!

The huge sword shadow came from the sky, and the powerful aura locked Mo Yu.

Unable to hide.

Leng Qianqiu looked calm, but his eyes were proud, "I named this sword of heaven. It is your honor to be the first person to die under this sword. Mo Yu, go to die!"

boom--

The sword shadow suddenly accelerated, and the terrifying aura made people feel thrilled.

Mo Yu's eyes suddenly contracted, and the violent crisis made his soul scream.

What a terrible sword!

boom--

His black hair instantly turned red, growing rapidly and falling to his waist. His eyes, which were clearly black and white, turned into pure black, deep and endless like an abyss that devoured the soul. On his angular face, dark gold patterns appeared and spread rapidly, and finally spread throughout the face.

The sixth level of demonization is opened!

The aura released by Mo Yu's whole person surged wildly at this moment.

Buzz —

The Xuanhuang Sword trembled violently, as if he felt the Xuanhuang's breath, and the sword body suddenly spit out a blazing red light. Under this pull, the green grass sword runes burst out in Mo Yu's soul space.

Mo Yu suddenly looked up, his expression was indifferent, his pure black eyes, cold and without any emotional fluctuations.

He raised his hand, and the Xuanhuang Sword roared out, trembling suddenly, and countless sword shadows suddenly appeared in the void. Each one was extremely solid, rising against the sky, pointing straight to the sky!
Chapter completed!