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Chapter 102: Desperate Strength

"Chen Kang, why do you have to go against me? As long as you and I join forces, I can share your Immortal Pill, okay?"

He glanced at Mo Yunshang quietly, and there was an inexplicable irony in Chen Kang's eyes, and he quietly raised the sword in his hand.

The answer to Mo Yunshang was a sword energy that soared into the sky. The sword light was cold and extremely gorgeous. The sword light was swift and fierce, even giving him a strong sense of crisis.

The body retreated suddenly, and countless sword energy enveloped the body. The sword energy collided, causing ripples, and the terrifying aftermath spread around. It seemed that there was a little blood, scattered on the stone slab.

"I don't know how to politely, kill me!"

After a sword, Chen Kang quietly looked up at the other party. He saw a pair of eyes full of murderous intent. The murderous intent was solid, full of irritability and anger.

The six figures separated them like high walls. Hiding behind these people, Mo Yunshang had actually lost half of them.

His heart and six uses seem to be brilliant but become impure. His heart has become fearful. In other words, Mo Yunshang, who has been in a high position for many years, has long regarded his life as too important.

No matter how strong a person who cherishes his life is, he is no longer suitable for fighting. He is afraid, and the fighting spirit that moves lacks in his unyielding fighting spirit, and he no longer has the purest fighting spirit.

When facing someone who is weaker than him, he can still push and crush him with a dignified momentum, but once he meets someone who is not much different from his combat power or even stronger, everything will be restricted.

Chen Kang's sword at this time was stronger than Mo Yunshang, and it was much stronger. The name of the nameless martial arts myth is not a false reputation.

There are such incredible geniuses in this world. Although they are not old, they can make the so-called predecessors in the world who have the skills of these decades or even hundreds of years of hard work helpless.

One person and one sword can thrive in the world, leaving the heroes to stop. You can use your own strength to make the entire martial arts world depressed by one battle. What a power!

Wuming's most peak battle, a woman named Feng Wu, made the entire martial arts world depressed. His sword is for protection!

In an instant, a terrifying sword force rose from Chen Kang's body, and the powerful power seemed to shock the entire Changshan.

Chen Kang's sword seemed to have undergone a slight change, becoming thick and strong, as if every move and every move had a unique Taoist rhyme. It seemed like the shining sun, as if it was about to evaporate and disperse the clouds and mist formed by the six people.

The sword body of the sword in his hand trembled violently under the sword intent, which was a trembling excitement. The magic sword had spirit, and seemed to be cheering for having such a master.

The Wuming experience card only lasts for one hour, and even if the experience card that was copied is added, it only lasts for two hours in total.

Time is limited, and there are thousands of disciples of the Changsheng Sect around him, so he has to wipe out everything in the shortest time. The previous tentative and playful battle is over, and it’s time to end!

A sword is as brilliant as the sword intent of the sky, sweeping into front of you. However, this simple sweep is as bright as the power of heaven, which makes you feel so small under this sword intent.

Mo Yunshang's expression on the opposite side changed. Under his control, the six people worked together and the sword force instantly formed a cloud of mist.

"Kill!" The six sword shadows blocked almost all corners. No matter how you avoid or deal with it, there will be sword energy that can appear from different angles.

The momentum of the six people was connected together, like the clouds and mists that covered the mountains in the long mountain, as if they were about to cover everything in front of them.

It seems like people are in the vast fog, without any limits and losing all senses.

The eyes are just a vast white area, which makes people feel panic, and even trembles under the influence of the sword intent.

And that vast white piece was composed of countless sword energy.

And the terrifying sword energy combined, like a quagmire swamp, which can make anyone trapped in it only submerge little by little in struggle, sinking little by little, and any effort to save itself is futile.

At this moment, Chen Kang's sword instantly crushed like a brilliant trend. A sword intent crossed the world, rippling out a terrifying and trembling aura.

The Yunwu Sword Formation composed of six masters quickly collapsed under this terrifying sword intent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sword energy dissipated and the formation melted. It collapsed easily like Tang Woxue.

Everything has a limit. Once you exceed this limit, the end will only be broken.

"This, this...is so terrible!"

Looking at the scene in front of you blankly, Feng Yifan and others couldn't help but murmur in a low voice, and the awe and panic in their eyes could not stop.

Although they are both masters, this is the first time they have seen such a wonderful battle. The entire mountain seems to be shaking in the aftermath of the turmoil. The huge rocks roll and the earth flips.

The terrifying aftermath even seemed to be split into two. Is this really just two masters fighting?

Various means emerge in the Changsheng Sect. Over the past few decades, Mo Yunshang's powerful skills have exceeded people's imagination.

However, Wuming's sword intent and sword power is so strong that it exceeds the gap in internal strength, and to a certain extent, it can even ignore the gap in skill.

A drop of cold sweat appeared on Mo Yunshang's forehead. Before the battle, they fought each other, as if they were not much different.

But after the real fight, I found that the abyss was blocking between them. It felt like it was a distance between heaven and earth, and it seemed to be within reach, but no matter how hard I tried, it was out of reach.

After one move, Chen Kang's figure disappeared instantly and suddenly flashed. Not far from Mo Yunshang who was strolling in the garden, the sword in his hand burst out with thousands of sword lights.

The sword energy is as bright as the light shining in the nine provinces, and it is a killer when you take action. Countless sword energy blooms instantly, as if the sunlight is shining, and only a dazzling light is left in front of you.

A light "click" sound was heard, and then countless cracks appeared. At this time, the evening breeze of the autumn night swept past, and the bodies of the six people turned into ashes and disappeared in the autumn wind.

"No, it's impossible!"

In an instant, a feeling called despair seemed to surge into my heart.

He has never felt this way for many years. He hoped that this feeling was just an illusion that looked like a real one, but it was not an illusion but reality.

Terrible, desperately terrible!

"Disciples of the Changsheng Sect, kill me, kill me!"

With Mo Yunshang's anxious roar, all the disciples of the Changsheng Sect, including only seven or eight masters, took action almost at the same time, and the momentum was shaking, as if they could make the mountains tremble and the wind and clouds change color.

Faced with the terrifying sword intent, they were also afraid. But there was no way. The hierarchy in the Cult of Changsheng was strict and the rules were strict. Once they made mistakes, there were countless means to wait for them.

Their life and death are all in the thoughts of the leader. Taking a step forward may be death, and taking a step back means life is worse than death. It is better to fight, what if you can win!

Is it better than the thousands of disciples of the Immortality Sect and the seven or eight masters joining forces with each other?

"Good come!" Chen Kang looked at the dark crowd rushing up, his face remained unchanged, but he calmly raised the sword in his hand again.

From Chen Kang's sword force, an endless heroic aura rose, and a passion for the world to compete with him.

A sword is not an ordinary sword, a person is not an ordinary person!

Each person and his sword are like a solid reef, allowing the waves caused by the crowd to collide, and countless waves continue one after another.
Chapter completed!
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