Chapter 1117： The trend is gone (1/2)

This palm is enough to shoot the sword inexorably. []

At the critical moment, Jian Wusheng opened his mouth to spit out a blood, stained the sword in his hand, and whispered, ”Change shape!”

Suddenly, the palm of the devil snapped, but there was only one blood-stained sword left in the place, and it was broken by the palm of the devil.

And not far away, Jian Wusheng's figure flickered, and the figure appeared stunned, his face pale.

King Zhongzhou is too powerful, and ordinary forces cannot be hostile at all!

”I can only see you, Lord of the Palace.”

Another magic palm was successfully photographed on Mo Tianxuan, and the king of Zhongzhou showed a sneer: ”A group of black people, so you want to kill the king?”

However, suddenly his face changed slightly, and he couldn't help looking at the other clutch.

He did shoot Mo Tianxuan, but he didn't break it.

Taking a closer look, Mo Tianxuan took out a beautiful cyan sword from his sleeve and clicked it in the center of the magic palm.

This sword seems to be an understatement, but it resists the magic palm repeatedly.

”Wuhe people? I don't like the word.” Mo Tianxuan flipped her palm, and the blue sword fluttered across the palm of her hand.

Suddenly, the entire magic palm instantly broke into two halves, exposing an extremely smooth incision.

How could she use swordplay? All the people present, except Su Yu, were probably shocked.

On that day's Wu Tower, Su Yu was fortunate to see Mo Tianxuan cast an immortal sword body, and knew that she was a hidden sword master.

”Master ...” A voice that few people heard passed into Su Yu's ear.

Su Yu trembled, looking sideways, her eyes showing surprise.

I saw the sword receded to the side, and with no respect, he looked at the magnificent Mo Tianxuan from a distant position.

Is n’t the sword of civilization the swordless world, and her swordsmanship originated from Mo Tianxuan?

If so, how strong is Mo Tianxuan's Kendo?

The king of Zhongzhou was stunned, and his face changed suddenly, staring at the cyan sword in his palm, which is definitely an ordinary lower-quality fairy, but the power that can erupt is more powerful than the third realm of Kendo, the sword world. ?

A hint of danger poured into the heart of King Zhongzhou.

Suddenly, the king of Zhongzhou showed an unbelievable color and was skeptical: ”Mr. Fei, are you a descendant of the sword **** bloodline, and you are proficient in God-level swords?

Divine level sword intention is a general concept, that is, the sword intention of sword god, far from the so-called Kendo three realms.

Mo Tianxuan said lightly: ”You don't need to know this!”

嗤 啦 ——

Once again, Zhongzhou King's entire fifty-foot-long huge arm was cut off.

A look of panic finally appeared on King Zhongzhou's face, and he was furious and said, ”What about the descendants of the sword god? Those who block me!”

”The holy demon burned the sky!” The king of Zhongzhou roared, burning a layer of golden flames, that was the fire of the scourge of the gods, and the top dust gods would also retreat from the terrible flames.

Sure enough, Mo Tianxuan frowned, and stepped back, and had no small fear of the boundless fire.

However, Mo Tianxuan was originally not a person willing to bow his head. He snorted coldly and held up his sword: ”The sword passes through the gods!”

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A sword that does not belong to the world, suddenly burst out of the sword.

One person and one sword, shaped like light and shadow in an instant, split the fierce fire and penetrated the king Zhouzhou's demon body.

I only heard a painful roar, but I saw King Zhongzhou growing out of his body from the inside out, as if there were countless swords growing out of his body.

Especially a sword on the chest pierced a heart and came out through the chest.

In addition, the longer and longer the sword body, the weaker the vitality of King Zhongzhou for each one.

When the monster body of the King of Zhongzhou was covered with hundreds of thousands of swords, the monster body of the King of Zhongzhou could not be seen any more, but only the dense and endless sword body.

The breath of King Zhongzhou also suddenly disappeared, and his soul was buried together.

The audience was silent.

Such as the head of the Baizhang Devil, the mainland's first strongest, King Zhongzhou, was killed by a single sword in this way!

Everyone looked at Mo Tianxuan as if looking at a terrible female war god.

Who can stop this sword?

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Mo Tianxuan's small blue sword fell to the ground, her hand holding the sword was trembling, a blood stream winding into the river, flowing down her arms.

The crowd was shocked and looked intently, only to find that Mo Tianxuan's chest had burned through a huge blood, and a trace of magical fire was still burning.

She killed King Zhongzhou, but was also seriously injured by the fire, not only burning through the blood, but also hurting her soul.

Mo said to make such a sword again, I am afraid that even the sword can no longer be picked up.

”Master.” Jian Wusheng rushed over and hugged Mo Tianxuan, who was about to soften to the ground, with eager eyes: ”Master, why do you use this type of action? This, it hurts the enemy by a thousand, and damages itself Eight hundred moves! ”

It's more than eight hundred self-destructive, almost all of them at once.

Even if there was no serious injury, this move also overdrawn all the power of Mo Tianxuan.