Chapter 842 (1/2)

Brush, brush, brush

The three blood red swords burst into the sky, and in an instant they became one. It turns into a blood red sword light and shadow with the breath of terror. It releases the power of the law of killing, which is enough to destroy everything. The power flashes away in the void.

”Poof!” A heart shaking dull sound, quietly in the eight battle platform of a fringe area of the upload will come out. A bright red thread of blood splashes out. Mo Gu, the successor disciple of the sword Pavilion, is known as the first sword of the sword Pavilion. He quickly bursts out the fierce and fierce law Power Sword idea, destroying all the killing sword idea of the blood red sword.

At the same time, Mo Gu's body quickly flies away to the side, and the force of the fierce law around him quickly seals up the sword wound on his body. Mo Gu's face was full of iron blue, and his chest was full of ups and downs. A bright blood hole appeared on his shoulder.

”Damn, what kind of swordsmanship was it just now? It could be three swords in one, and the sword power burst out together hurt Moku!”

”Oh, my God, that Moku is the strongest one in the middle of the imperial martial arts, and the most powerful one in the six states. That sword is nameless. It's just a little boy who has just stepped into the next emperor. He hurt Moku, the first sword in the sword Pavilion, with a sword to sword. It's really terrible!”

”Hey, hey, I heard that it's from yaoguangfeng, the seventh peak of the sword Pavilion! The cultivation level of the lower Emperor Wu Huang's realm actually injured Mo Gu, the first sword of the sword Pavilion. Does that mean that the first sword of the sword Pavilion is not as good as the new lower Emperor Wu Huang's sword of the seventh peak! In this way, the first peak of the sword Pavilion chooses the inheritor, isn't it not as original as the owner of the seventh peak

”Ha ha, if Mo Gu is defeated in this battle, the sword Pavilion will become a big joke in six states! The first sword in the realm of the middle emperor is not as good as the seventh peak. I'm afraid that when people mention the sword Pavilion in the future, they will think of being slapped in the face today on the way to the top! ”

Mo Gu was injured by the third sword of the changing sword technique of Jian Ming Ming, which made all the forces who were not optimistic about the war immediately aroused their interest. The powerful members of the major sects are more willing to see the infighting in the sword Pavilion, and they are secretly cheering for the sword nameless.

”Hey hey, this nameless guy, he still seems to have a way of doing it!” Zhen Bucai, a little fat man, was smiling excitedly, and his eyes were dripping. He was looking at the battlefield.

”Ha ha, sword three, I'm afraid it's not the ultimate means of anonymity!” Has been indifferent without trace, at this time the expression on the face finally had a reaction. There was an extremely charming smile on his traceless and handsome face, and his eyes fell on the nameless figure of the sword in the eight battle platforms.

”Hum, well, good boy, since you are determined to die, I will help you!” One after another, the cold hum comes out from the mouth of Mogu. On the blood hole pierced by Mogu's shoulder, several streams of sword like air rise up, which turn into a series of terrible sword like streamers, killing all the power of the killing law left in the wound on his shoulder.

Daddada, dada, dada

Sword nameless didn't pay attention to Mo Gu, who was angry. Instead, he walked forward steadily with his Epee in his hand. The seven peaks defense sword array constantly envelops his body, and the endless power of the law of killing and cutting, and the sword power bursts out from his body.

Boom, boom, boom

One after another, the sword power comes down from all directions and falls on Moku's body, making him surrounded by the fierce sword power. The power of the fierce law on Moku's whole body is constantly destroyed by the power of the law of killing, but it is as if it was born again and again within a few breath.