Ao Jian Ling Tian.

The Xu Jiaao Sword Art is worthy of being a profound sword technique. Just when Xu Zhenping took anger and was about to cut Mo Ran into pieces, the five-foot green edge in Xu Zhenping's hand suddenly rose.

The sword shadow with rays condensed into a "wheel" shape behind Xu Zhenping who was leaping up. The golden sword wheel mixed with unrivaled momentum and spread out from the sky in horror. Immediately afterwards, a super big net composed of swords covered Mo Ran fiercely.

Seeing this, Mo Ran was calm and calm. He kept pinching the seals on his left fingertips, and even muttered something. With a light move, Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel made a refreshing and crisp sound, and flew out from behind Mo Ran.

The Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel is connected with Mo Ran's soul. It can be said that the spirit moves and the weapon moves. His eyes quickly scanned the sword network. Mo Ran directed the Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel to launch an attack that was not inferior to the Ao Jian Art.

The Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel, which is less than three feet in diameter, is filled with black and cold light. While roaring and rotating, it vaguely spreads with countless crying sounds of living souls. This special function alone can bring some trouble to Xu Zhenping.

The blood moon wheel was extremely fast, and it instantly swept away thousands of sword energy, and it became stronger as it became stronger. Unlike ordinary earthly saints, the Yuanming Blood Moon wheel seemed to have its own unique thoughts, which could distinguish the pros and cons in the blink of an eye, and consumed Moran's very little true soul power to resist most of the effective attacks issued by Xu Zhenping. As for those irrelevant sword energy that could not hurt Moran at all, they were ignored by him.

At this time, Shuying had once again fought with the powerful men of the God Family. Although he was besieged by more than ten strong men, Shuying's strength was disdainful, and his attention was always on the Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel. When he saw the outstanding ability of Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel, Shuying was even more happy and secretly decided to get this treasure.

Xu Zhenping did not have as powerful perception as Shuying. When he saw the Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel, he was shocked to change his color.

The Ao Jian Jue takes action at the ninth level, and the martial arts level has reached the legendary level. Its power can be imagined. Xu Zhenping once used this skill only and defeated countless good players without losing. But today he was just a move and was completely destroyed by Mo Ran. How could this not make him frightened?

Thinking back on what happened after Mo Ran came to the Xu family, the more Xu Zhenping thought about it, the more he thought about it, it was unprecedented to reach this stage with Mo Ran's age. Why is he fighting with his life now? He still has the ability that ordinary people cannot understand. This kid is really a bottomless pit, and no matter how he digs it, he can't see the bottom.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhenping suddenly became fierce, and his internal energy that had been practicing for hundreds of years surged. At this moment, Xu Zhenping no longer retained anything, and used all his martial arts and secret techniques.

"Do you want to use all your strength?" Feeling the change in Xu Zhenping's momentum in the void, Mo Ran's mind tightened slightly, and a step of the Qiankun technique and the nine flashes of lightning were finally used.

The endless darkness was dispelled by the dazzling golden light, revealing two figures of gold and blue in the air. The qi and armor on the surface of the body had been filled with internal energy and became heavy armor. Xu Zhenping gave up the killing move of the Ao Jian Art that consumed the huge internal energy, which restrained the internal energy. The man flew over and came to Mo Ran, and started a melee battle with him.

Mo Ran was happy to see this. What he wanted was this effect. Now Shu Ying had not seen through his identity. If he wanted to get rid of Xu Zhenping's hidden danger and his Ao Jian Art as soon as possible, it would be inevitable that he would give strong internal energy. Before the last moment, Mo Ran did not want to do this.

Looking at the golden five-foot green edge coming through the air, Mo Ran smiled coldly, gently slid his feet to the left, and his body avoided like a swimming fish, making him extremely relaxed.

While smiling faintly, Mo Ran stimulated Xu Zhenping with words and said, "Ao Jian Zhi? It's just like this."

"Boy, speak wildly, you will die today." Xu Zhenping became angry again when he heard the sound, pointed directly at the sword in front of him, shook his wrist and slid out of thin air, with the purpose of Mo Ran's waist.

"You will die." Mo Ran grinned and smiled slightly, but this time he did not dodge. A cold light flashed and blocked Mo Ran in time.

"Clang~"

A sharp and crisp sound rang in my ears, and Xu Zhenping's sword blade was about to cut on the Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel that had just flew over.

"Ao~"

A gust of wind circled up, and the sound of ghosts and wolves howling in the wind turned into strands of invisible silk threads and rushed into Xu Zhenping's ears. When the shrill roar came in, it immediately attacked Xu Zhenping's spiritual sea and headed straight for his soul.

Another soul attack, Xu Zhenping was in trouble. At the moment when his spiritual consciousness was slightly stagnant, an unprecedented sense of heat immediately swept across his body.

The green flame is Mo Ran's ability to live in the Xu family in Xuanguang Pavilion to save lives. The elixir fire is green and the wood spirit aura. Although this wood spirit aura that exudes vitality is usually a spiritual energy to save lives, under Mo Ran's powerful means, its power is not weaker than the true yang fire.

The heat all over the body made Xu Zhenping feel like he was entering a furnace, and beads of sweat flowed down his cheeks. Xu Zhenping then realized that the golden cloak, which marked his identity, had been burning from the position of his calf.

Xiongxiong's blue fire rose up, and Xu Zhenping subconsciously kicked out, and with the recoil force generated by kicking the Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel, he distanced himself from Mo Ran for a while.

When extinguishing the flames, the golden cloak was burning beyond recognition, and this was only a moment, and even Xu Zhenping, who had amazing eyesight, did not expect it.

"Boy, I'm shameless."

"Old guy, do you still have the face?" Mo Ran sneered and counterattacked: "If you sell your family to others, you have no face anymore. You are now an old dog, a poor worm standing in front of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, wagging your tail and begging for mercy."

"Dare you scold me?" Xu Zhenping was furious, and his whole face turned red from the top of his head to the base of his neck.

Mo Ran pinched his fingers and stood proudly. Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel even felt his master's domineering and singing happily.

His eyes turned cold, and Mo Ran looked directly at Xu Zhenping and said, "I dare to kill you, let alone scold me."

"Okay." Xu Zhenping was extremely angry, but instead laughed wildly: "Today I will share your life and death with you."

"I can't wait for a lot of nonsense."

“Ah~”

After being despised by Mo Ran again and again, Xu Zhenping's patience had been smoothed out. In anger, a sharp aura that Mo Ran had never seen before emanated from Xu Zhenping. At that time, a shadow of a sword rising up in the sky was vaguely solidified on his body.

While tired of dealing with Shuying, Xu Zhenheng, who was getting more and more difficult, felt the change in Xu Zhenping's momentum and changed his color in shock.

"Extreme Sword Art?" As an unbelievable gaze burst out from the head of the Xu family, Xu Zhenheng exclaimed in surprise.

When everyone heard these four words, they couldn't help but be stunned. Even Duan Yuanzhong and several elders of the Duan family looked at him.

The Extreme Dao Sword Technique, the tenth-level martial arts of the Xu family Ao Jian have been cultivated to the extreme, and such a domineering sword can be derived. According to legend, the two ancestors of the Jinling Sect, that is, the two ancestors of the God Family, each practiced two martial arts techniques, Ao Jian Technique and Tianshui Ba Gun. These two martial arts include peerless martial arts counterattacks of the same name. It is said that these two martial arts can be cultivated to the peak and can evolve into another martial arts that surpasses epic level.

The ultimate realm of this Ao Jian Art Technique in Xuanguang Pavilion is: the Extreme Sword Art.

The ultimate martial arts and the peak of swords, the unique sword light is far more powerful than hundreds of thousands or even millions of sword lights. Once this skill is released, it will be the best to defeat the world.

"The Sword Art of the Extreme Dao? Have you actually practiced the Sword Art of the Extreme Dao?"

Xu Zhenheng's current emotions could no longer be expressed in words. He did not expect that the ultimate sword that only ancestors could understand would appear on Xu Zhenping, which made Xu Zhenheng, the head of the family who was known as the No. 1 strongest man in Xuanguang Pavilion, felt ashamed.

"Haha~, I didn't expect that, my good second brother, your elder brother, I have already realized the ultimate of swordsmanship. Although it is just a prototype and has not yet obtained the essence of the spirit, this is enough. Qingyi, I see how you can block my move."

The arrogant laughter spread, causing the entire void to tremble, as if afraid of the shocking sword. Among the countless tombstones, the soul flew away, and rose up, fleeing everywhere with a creepy wail.

He looked at Mo Ran coldly. At this time, Xu Zhenping's eyes were congested, which was a sign of fatigue caused by overdrawing his physical strength. It can be said that if this move could not kill Mo Ran under the sword, then Xu Zhenping would not be able to fight Mo Ran next.

Although Xu Zhenping knew that there was Shuying here, he would not be in danger of life and did not need to use this skill, before this, Mo Ran's actions forced the old man to swear to kill Mo Ran with his own hands, so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart. Therefore, Xu Zhenping did not even use the sword intent of the tenth level, and directly used the supreme sword technique.

For a moment, the spiritual energy in the space was rolled up in the golden spirit, and it surging ragingly. The strong wind blew in waves, shaking the strong people present, and their faces felt tearing.

In the moment of shock, everyone did not notice that although Mo Ran's expression was very solemn, the confidence in his eyes had never weakened at all.

"The Extreme Sword Technique?" Mo Ran smiled coldly and said to himself: "If black flames are combined with Jue Shing, can we compete?"

Thinking of this, Mo Ran didn't plan to keep it anymore. Anyway, he was about to see people with a true face. Before exposing his identity, Mo Ran didn't mind taking Xu Zhenping, who hated him to the core, in front of him.

"Extreme Sword Art?" Mo Ran laughed wildly, his domineering aura was released, and waves of internal energy that reached the extreme surged. For a moment, the skin on Mo Ran's face began to show signs of cracking.
Chapter completed!