Nine suns stepping on the sky

Yunfeng's face suddenly changed, and his eyes showed shock and anger!

Demi god!

Mo Yu's real cultivation is actually at the demigod level!

Seeing that he didn't take any action at this moment, Yunfeng didn't dare to delay any longer. With a sudden wave of his sleeve, the rules of the whole world suddenly changed, exuding a tyrannical confinement force, suppressing the explosive impact!

Otherwise, if the killing power of the demigods is allowed to erupt, most of the immortals here will be wiped out at close range, and the rest of the monks will be wiped out.

If so, even in his capacity, there would be big trouble.

After a long time, the monk on the holy mountain platform woke up from the horror of the demigod encounter, and suddenly found that the robe on his body was soaked in sweat, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face!

From the look of his eyes, there was endless awe.

Mo Yu looked indifferent, and said lightly: "Fellow Daoist Yunfeng, this seat is going to deal with Sword Master Killer and Ximen Jueyi's master and apprentice, is this enough?"

The cold and stern voice, containing the majesty and majesty, spread far and wide at this moment.

Yunfeng's face was gloomy. Although he was furious and even felt fooled, Mo Yu had already shown a powerful force that was not under him at all, and even faintly gave him a feeling of incomparable danger. For a while, he couldn't attack at all!

Hearing the words at this moment, he was silent for a while, and slowly said: "As a demigod, fellow Taoist Mo Yu, his majesty cannot be offended, and even if he is immortal, he will not be forgiven for his crimes. But they are the strongest of our human race after all, and each of them is extremely precious. If it is not necessary , and please be merciful, Fellow Daoist Mo Yu."

Having said that, his attitude has softened.

"Okay." Mo Yu nodded directly, without being aggressive. With a flick of his sleeve, Qiu Laomo, Qinglin Patriarch, and Di Jiuyuan suddenly sprayed blood from their mouths and noses, but their bodies were released, "You won't be too guilty If you die, you will be punished slightly today, but if you commit the crime again, you will not be spared lightly!"

"Thank you, Lord Mo Yu."

The three Immortals hurriedly saluted, their voices were respectful, and they did not dare to be disrespectful. The huge gap in strength between them made the original hatred in their hearts disappear at this moment.

It is extremely lucky for them to be able to escape unscathed now.

"Kill Jue, when you were in Wushan, you deliberately made things difficult for me. Since then, you have repeatedly tried to put me to death. Your crime should not be forgiven, but in the face of fellow Taoist Yunfeng, I will forgive you Immortality! But capital crimes can be avoided, and living crimes cannot be forgiven. Today, I will abolish your immortal cultivation!" Mo Yu stretched out his hand, and in the void, there were hundreds of millions of sword sounds at the same time. The sword master's body stiffened suddenly.

next moment.

boom!

The sword energy in his body gushed out frantically, fell into Mo Yu's hands, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yunfeng's eyes contracted slightly, and he could tell from his vision that Mo Yu was forcibly extracting the sword essence of the sword master's life, fundamentally, knocking him down to the level of immortality.Even he has never seen such a method.And at this moment, the sense of danger that Mo Yu brought to him is also skyrocketing, as if he himself is a long sword with endless power, cutting the sky and splitting the earth, with just a single thought.

hum!

hum!

hum!

The mighty sword cry suddenly came from afar. Countless Sword Sect monks were shocked and turned their heads to look.I saw endless sword shadows roaring from the direction of the sword mound, crossing the sky like a river of swords, vast and vast!

And their target is Mo Yu. The infinite sword shadows surround him, turning into a vortex of swords and spinning rapidly. The number of sword shadows is increasing at a frightening speed.

Ten thousand.

Twenty thousand.

Thirty thousand.

……

Eighty thousand.

Ninety thousand.

One hundred thousand.

……

20 million.

30 million.

40 million.

……

100 million!

In just a short moment, the number of sword shadows around Mo Yu broke through one million in a straight line, and the speed of increase gradually decreased until...the last sword shadow gathered into the vortex of swords.

One million and twenty-four thousand, this is the sword mound, the number of all sword shadows.

The holy mountain of Jianzong seems to wake up from a deep sleep at this moment. The main peak and countless auxiliary peaks burst out with the breath of infinite swords at this moment, gathering in the sky, and turning into a sword shadow that lifts the sky!

The mighty coercion shook the nine heavens and ten earths!

boom!

boom!

boom!

Countless kendo auras erupted wildly, and all the masters of the sword sect, the natal sword flew out of the body uncontrollably at this moment, pointing at the tip of Mo Yu's sword, as if worshiping, showing no surrender and awe.

Among them, even Xingchen, Haoyue and the other fourteen sword masters of Jianzong!

Summon all the sword shadows of the sword mound and draw Wanjian to worship, that is, the suzerain of the sword sect.This matter was spread within Jianzong, and all the monks of Jianzong knew about it, but they never thought that someone could really do it.

After all, in the long-term records of Jianzong, there are very few suzerains who can inspire all the sword shadows in Jianzhong.

But now, this scene is in front of you!

Sword Master Xingchen's eyes suddenly brightened, revealing endless joy, suddenly knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice: "Xingchen, the first sword master of Jianzong, see the suzerain!"

His bow made the monks of Jianzong feel shocked at the same time, and reacted immediately.

"See Sect Master!"

The sword masters of each peak fell to their knees at the same time.

"See Sect Master!"

On the platform, all the cultivators of the Sword Sect, including the cultivators of the Fourth Peak, fell to their knees.

Summoning all the sword shadows in the Sword Tomb, the silent holy mountain revived, and the identity of Mo Yujian Sect's suzerain was confirmed in an instant. As for Ximen Jueyi... it was just an episode!

With a wave of Mo Yu's sleeve, Lu Jue's figure flew out backwards. His face was pale and his eyes showed resentment.His cultivation has been completely destroyed by Mo Yu. Unless there is a heaven-defying good fortune, his cultivation will stop here in this life, and it will be difficult to make progress.

"Kujue, saving your life is out of concern for Yunfeng's face. Do you really think that I dare not kill you?"

The cold words made Lu Jue's face stiffen suddenly.

Yunfeng frowned and shouted, "Kill Jue, fellow Daoist Mo Yu spared your life, don't thank you!"

"Thank you Lord Mo Yu!" Lu Jue bowed his head and paused every word, but no matter what was in his heart, he could only hold back.

Displeasure flashed across Yunfeng's eyes, but thinking about what happened to him today, he could understand his behavior at this moment, and couldn't help but sigh.

If you want to blame, you can only blame your bad luck. The former enemy has now become a demigod.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Fellow Daoist Mo Yu, this Ximen Jueyi..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Yu waving his hand, "Ximen Jueyi must die, there is no need to talk about this matter."

Sensing the firmness in his words, Yunfeng paused, and finally stopped talking.

In the depths of Ximen Jue's eyes, the only hope was completely extinguished at this moment, and his mind was completely overwhelmed by endless despair and unwillingness.Suddenly, he howled wildly, "I am immortal, a strong pillar of the clan, even if you are a demigod, you can't kill me at will! Mo Yu, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

Mo Yu's expression was cold, and there was no wavering in his eyes, "Ximen Jueyi, if I want to kill you, you will surely die. In this world, no one can save you."

He raised his hand and shook it forward!

boom!

The rules of the plane vibrated, and the endless heaven and earth energies gathered crazily, turning into terrifying strangling forces, and sweeping out.Ximen Jue's face suddenly froze, his eyes dimmed, his body turned into a piece of flying ash without a sound, and his soul was also wiped out at the same time!

immortal!

immortal!

In the end, his soul flew away, and there was no trace of him in this world.

Perhaps in these heavens and worlds, there is nothing that exists forever.The tyrannical existences of immortal sequences such as Orleans and the Beginning of All Demons could not escape the catastrophe, falling apart and struggling hard.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Yu, the death of the Immortal Cultivator must be reported to the council, and I will go ahead."

Mo Yu cupped his hands, "No."

Yunfeng's eyes were complicated, he nodded and flicked his sleeves, he took up Lujue, stepped down with his foot, and disappeared immediately.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Mo Yu turned around and glanced down, and said slowly: "All cultivators of the Sword Sect, please forgive me."

"Thank you Sect Master!"

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