Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 564 Mo Yunhai's Strength
Gu Tong didn't say anything this time.

If it weren't for Yu Sansheng's help just now, he would at least suffer serious injuries if he took Mo Yunhai's palm.

When he came to the Imperial City, he made two shots in a row, but both ended in defeat.

Although this defeat looked a little better than Fang Xiu's previous disastrous defeat, it wasn't much better.

This dealt a serious blow to Gu Tong's self-confidence.

A little lonely retreated, everyone's eyes fell on Yu Sansheng and Mo Yunhai.

Even the successors of Huashan and other Zhenzhou sects have solemn and serious expressions.

One is the first holy son of Tianmo Temple.

One is before Fangxiu, Zhengtian taught the younger generation No.1.

The status and strength of the two are not comparable to those who have shot before.

Whether it's Yang Jie's hidden knife or Fan Yeming's skill of collapsing mountains and seas, even if they can move them a little, they can't make them take it seriously.

Even the later Gutong was missing a lot.

the first!

The meaning represented is extraordinary.

Now that Fang Xiu was born out of nowhere, Yu Sansheng retreated, but the strength he possessed could not be erased.

You know, people like Bai Jinglun have met Yu Sansheng before.

They all recognized each other's strength.

Even Ping Wang's eyes flashed a look of interest.

Mo Yunhai, and Yu Sansheng are all geniuses who are qualified to break the innate threshold and become a martial arts master.

At their level, they are already qualified to enter the eyes of martial arts masters.

Seeing Yu Sansheng, Mo Yunhai also had a serious look in his cold eyes, and said coldly: "I wanted to compete with Fang Xiu, but it's a pity that he didn't come today.

But if I defeat you and use this as a gauntlet, I believe Fang Xiu can't sit still! "

The disastrous defeat of Lingyun Grotto had entangled him like a maggot attached to the bone, making Mo Yunhai think about his shame all the time.

The reason why he came to the Imperial City this time was partly because of the order of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and partly because of Fang Xiu.

"You can try!"

Yu Sansheng looked indifferent, and did not get angry at Mo Yunhai's words.

Although Mo Yunhai's martial arts practice has improved again, he is also happy and not afraid.

"kill!"

Mo Yunhai's eyes turned cold, and he slapped the surrounding air and immediately stagnated. The invisible cold wind became tangible, like countless tiny knives penetrating through every hole.

Yu Sansheng waved the folding fan in his hand, and the terrifying stellar energy suddenly rose from the ground, collided with the biting cold wind, and both disappeared invisibly.

Only the iron and stone ground in the center of the two turned into dust when the breeze blew by.

terrible!
Seeing the power caused by the tentative fight between the two, many people suddenly changed their colors.

A simple fight, let them clearly feel the strength of the successor from the Zhenzhou sect.

Yang Jie, who had just stepped back from the field, also changed color when he saw this scene.

Both are innate realms, but the gap is still huge.

It's just this move, he is not sure that he will force it without using the hidden knife.

When Yang Jie was shocked, Mo Yunhai and Yu Sansheng had already fought hand to hand.

The Destiny Hall is almost the strongest among the 36 halls in Tiangang, and the background contained in it is also the most profound and unpredictable.

As the descendant of Tianmingtang, Yu Sansheng's martial arts should not be underestimated.

I saw that the folding fan in Yu Sansheng's hand was pointing, poking, fanning, horizontal, and hitting. Every move was seamlessly connected, and Mo Yunhai's offensive was completely intercepted.

Gang Qi crossed the sky, and the vibrating air exploded.

The folding fan was made of unknown material, and it was still not destroyed in the face of the extremely tyrannical innate qi.

The more he fought, the smaller the advantage Mo Yunhai had.

Every time his icy palm was shot, it was broken by Yu Sansheng who came first. It can be said that Yu Sansheng seemed to be able to predict his next move completely, making him restrained.

"Tianmingtang martial arts are mysterious, it seems that I still underestimated you."

The palm was broken again, Mo Yunhai pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand, and blasted out the Gang Qi with the other.

As soon as Yu Sansheng retracted his folding fan, he also slapped out his palm.

Bang!
The two palms faced each other, and a terrifying aftermath erupted. The skirts of the two people squeaked, and their bodies were knocked back by the same shock.

hum!
Mo Yunhai's hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly twitched, and an evil, tyrannical, and bloodthirsty aura appeared like a volcanic eruption. At the same time, a blood-red sword gang cut through the void and fell towards Yu Sansheng.

Terrified in Yu Sansheng's heart, a fan swept out, and the arc-shaped Gang Qi illuminated the night sky like a silver moon scimitar, rushing towards the blood-red Sword Gang.

Tear!

When the arc-shaped qi touched the blood-red sword qi, it was cut directly as if the veil met a sharp blade.

Yu Sansheng's toes backed off lightly, and Jian Gang had already slashed where he was standing in the next instant.

The martial arts arena is shaking!

A pitch-black crack appeared there, and it spread for several feet before barely stopping.

"how come!?"

Bai Jinglun clenched his fists secretly, looking at Mo Yunhai with unprecedented seriousness in his eyes.

The sword just now had already posed a great threat to him.

Even if the sword wasn't aimed at him, it still shocked him.

When his eyes fell on the blood-red long sword in Mo Yunhai's hand, Bai Jinglun's pupils shrank again.

This is……

Fire Lin sword?
How could it be possible, the Fire Lin sword had already disappeared in the long river of history, how could it have fallen into Mo Yunhai's hands.

Could it be...

Was it obtained from the clock in Lingyun Grotto?
In just a split second, Bai Jinglun's mind was filled with turbulent waves.

Not only Bai Jinglun, Wudang Song Jiechu and a small number of people all changed their complexions suddenly when they saw the Huolin Sword.

Holding the Fire Lin Sword in one hand, the blood-red sword body was brewing with terrifying sword intent, Mo Yunhai said with a wicked smile: "Yu Sansheng, how about this sword, it is qualified to kill you.

Admit defeat now, maybe I can spare your life! "

Yu Sansheng's face was cloudy and uncertain, and the indifference at this moment had already disappeared.

The folding fan in his hand did not know when, and an indelible damage appeared quietly, which was left by the Fire Lin sword.

Yu Sansheng never expected that Mo Yunhai had a magic weapon in his hand.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary magic soldier.

If divine weapons are also divided into grades, then the Fire Lin Sword in Mo Yunhai's hand is already qualified to be regarded as the top-notch one.

With the help of the other party's magical soldiers, Yu Sansheng had to admit that his chances of winning were slim.

I thought so, but Yu Sansheng didn't mean to give in. He looked at each other coldly and said, "Shenbing... It seems that this is your confidence."

"Ha ha!"

Mo Yunhai laughed wildly.

After laughing, Mo Yunhai drew a cold smile, and said: "Yu Sansheng, even if you don't have the Fire Lin sword, you will not be my opponent. With the Fire Lin sword, you will only lose faster. "

(End of this chapter)