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() Now the three of them hesitated, who will go up to die first?

At this moment, the wishful saint among the three shouted: "Everyone, don't be fooled by him. If we attack together, we can catch him immediately. Otherwise, if we fight alone, who will be his opponent! Don't be fooled by him!" Let him delay!"

Those who can be saints of the Sage Academy are of course not stupid. After his reminder, they all reacted immediately. Immediately, the three of them gathered their strength again, and the space behind the three of them suddenly burst open. Behind each of them were two people. A silver-white Xingxuan, the strength of the early stage of the Astral Soul stage.

Afterwards, three silvery-white rays of light split the sky, aiming at Mo Junwu who was holding the sword!

Maybe this time without the obstruction of "Daren Guangyan Poems and Books", Mo Junwu himself was injured, but he only blocked the first attack, and the second and third hit all of them On Mo Junwu's body, the second attack was deflected a bit, only hitting his left arm, and the third attack hit his chest.

This time, Mo Junwu really faltered.

"Hahaha, it's just a paper tiger!" The Confucian saint holding the scroll sneered and said, "Brothers, you should work together, and I will restrain him with the "Book of All Saints' Preaching" in my hand, and bring him back to see Aya. Saint... when the time comes, we will..."

Just as he was talking, suddenly he felt a chilling chill on his side, followed by a rush of blood, as if he was at a critical moment, his teeth chattered!

"Death! Haoran Five Styles, as I heard, there is no death, no life, no life sword cut!"

There was a roar that seemed to erupt from hell, accompanied by a phantom that suddenly appeared beside the saint, and then the phantom suddenly turned into a reality, and Mo Junwu who was standing on the ground turned into A phantom!

Just when this unimaginable situation happened, that unparalleled killing intent that was almost incompatible with Confucianism was directed at one of the saints!

at this time,"

! "There was a sharp sound, the saint was so quick-witted, the "All Saints' Preaching Sutra" in his hand was filled with strength, and he came out, barely blocking the path of Mo Junwu's Wusheng sword!

After briefly blocking Mo Junwu's sword power, the relic of the saints suddenly "clicked" like a tear, and split into pieces, "Alas!" A long sigh was actually uploaded from the scroll. After coming out, a strong force turned into a big empty hand, entangled Mo Junwu's blue long sword swung down!

This is the Confucian saints stopping the killing!Since Mo Junwu's sword almost lacked awe-inspiring aura, but carried unparalleled killing intent, he was immediately regarded by the will of the saints in the broken scroll as the devil who caused the disaster.

Even if the Confucian saints fall, the will sealed in the scriptures must be for the peace of the world and stop the killing of the devil!

Originally, Mo Jun's indiscriminate blow was entangled by the will of all the saints, and it was difficult to cut half an inch. At the same time, the saint who lost the scripture shouted loudly: "Brothers, hurry up and attack!" He can't move now!"

"Ink Dot Jiangshan!"

"I wish!"

Hearing the words, the other two saints didn't dare to play tricks. Immediately, the two magic weapons were filled with star power, and hit Mo Junwu's heart hard like two shooting stars.

"Pfft!" Just when Mo Junwu was attacked, the shackles of the will of the saints were loosened, and Mo Junwu, who was hit hard suddenly, spurted blood like a kite with a broken string, and looked up to the sky. Down below!

"Brothers, success depends on the two of you!" Seeing this, the saint who used the scroll as a magic weapon shouted at the other two, "Get rid of the evil, hurry up and do it!"

"Ink blood gallops!"

"Good luck!"

Another two dazzling starbursts accompanied the strikes of the two, like comets, dragging their long tail flames towards Mo Junwu who fell in mid-air!

Shangguan Tianqi, who was below, was about to fly up, when suddenly a black shadow approached and hugged Mo Junwu's body across the sky. he.

The man in black flicked his sleeves, stretched out his right hand, his five fingers were like a sword, and they were directly condensed into a long sword as clear as ink, and then a strange scene appeared, the condensed long sword suddenly appeared. It split into two, and each gave out a scream of "咻", like a horn, which was able to block the two attacking starbursts.

"Who are you!" Suddenly another person appeared, and the expressions of the three Confucian saints also changed. They glanced at each other and asked loudly: "We are the saints of the Sage Academy, and we are arresting the traitors of our sect. If you don’t want to die, it’s best not to meddle in your own business!”

The man in black didn't speak, just snorted coldly, supported Mo Junwu with his left hand, turned his right hand, and the two pitch-black long swords pierced directly at the two people who spoke just now after smashing the two stars. over!

"This person must be Mo Junwu's accomplice, kill him together!" The saint who used the scroll shouted loudly: "Mo Junwu is dying, how can we fall short?"

Taking advantage of this gap, the man in black fell deeply, and with a light push with his right hand, he pushed the unconscious Mo Junwu to Shangguan Tianqi's hand, then raised his head, and crossed his left and right hands. The two pitch-black long swords that split out suddenly closed again with a "clank", and landed firmly in his right hand.

At the same time, the two saints who still had magic weapons in midair attacked the man in black again!

Still giving a disdainful sneer, the man in black held a sword flower in his hand, it was like stepping up a ladder, every time he took a step, he blocked an attack, he didn't dodge or dodge at all, he just used the sword flower to block these attacks directly Going to the side, as if deliberately fighting with these Confucian saints, when he reached the seventh step, his figure suddenly jumped and disappeared out of thin air. The person has appeared behind the Confucian saint who is using the scroll, and there is no sword in his hand, only the five fingers of his right hand are held together in front of him, as if it is a sword.

Under everyone's astonishing eyes, the black sword that appeared like ghosts and ghosts came belatedly, and directly flew in from the throat of the Confucian saint, and landed firmly on the ground with a "clang" sound. In his grasped right hand, the black sword also took away the unfortunate head of the Confucian saint!

A star-level powerhouse without a head is no longer a powerhouse. They have a unified name called "corpse"!

"You...you actually..." Seeing this scene, the other two saints from the Saints Academy couldn't even speak clearly, because they couldn't see how the other party used this strange black The sword killed their companions!

People are afraid of what they don't know!

Especially things that don't know, and will kill them anytime, anywhere!