Jianling Nine Heavens

Chapter 877 Unparalleled
"Second Elder, it was the guy in the purple gown who killed five of the Blood Vulture Masters." A relatively young man among the ten said to the leader of the old man with white hair.

"Hmph, people who dare to kill my Blood Demon Sect are tired of living!" The white-haired old man let out a cold snort, with a hint of coldness and sternness, and even raised the blood-colored bone staff, and smashed it down heavily, making a dull sound , Just like a thunder, the earth trembled, which can be seen from the high level of cultivation.

And as the earthquake trembled, the old drunkard couldn't help swaying, and the gourd he was just about to lift also spilled a few drops of wine.

"Hey! This old man's fine wine!" The old drunkard regretted it very much, it seemed that his life would be lost without these few drops of wine.

"Those who offend my Blood Demon Sect will be punished!" On the opposite side, two identical old women took a step forward and said in unison, their voices were icy cold, making people tremble.

"Heh, the formation is not small, and the Blood Demon Sect is sure to take revenge! However, there are only so few people here, it's not enough to see!" Zhao Moqiong smiled lightly, and took a step forward, looking calm, as if she didn't care about the opposite party at all. Several people saw it.

"Little bastard, you are so brave! You are so presumptuous when you are about to die. Is it true that you are not afraid of death? Hmph, later on, this old man will definitely skin you, cut your body into pieces, chop up the meat and feed it to pigs and dogs!" the white-haired old man was angry. Dao, the words are extremely vicious.

Hearing this, Zhao Moqiong's expression could not help but become gloomy, and he shouted: "Old man, since you like this, then I will satisfy you later!"

Qin Feng stepped out, came to Zhao Moqiong's side, and said: "Brother Zhao, there are many people on the other side, let me help you."

The ten members of the Blood Demon Sect were not easy to see at first glance. He knew that Zhao Moqiong's strength was astonishing, so with his current situation, he could only play a supporting role.

However, if the situation is critical, he will not hesitate to lend his rare treasure to others, which can be regarded as repaying the kindness of the three Wanglong Golden Pills.

"No, these people can't do anything to me!" But Zhao Moqiong stopped him, and said confidently, two sharp lights shot out from his eyes, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"Huh, what a big tone! It's really an old birthday star who eats arsenic and is impatient to live!" The white-haired old man said coldly, and then hit the blood-colored bone stick again, showing power without anger.

"Do it!" The two identical old women also spoke, but they led people out directly.

Immediately, except for the white-haired old man who was the leader, the other nine people started together, with the two old women taking the lead.

"Boom!"

Terrible power burst out, the two old women have reached the peak of the sixth heaven, four of the other seven have also reached the peak of the spirit emperor, and the other three are also the peak of the spirit emperor, this battle Power is extremely terrifying!
Zhao Moqiong still looked indifferent, not surprised by favor or insult, a breeze blew by, raising his hair and clothes, but his gaze was extremely firm and remained unchanged.

"Blood and Light Disaster!" The two old women yelled, and they attacked together, but they used a terrible spiritual skill, blood was everywhere, the earth shook, and the sky cracked, as if the end was coming.

If this move is struck, it will definitely be stained with blood!

And the other seven people also used powerful spiritual skills one after another, all of them were terrifyingly powerful, and they rushed straight at Zhao Moqiong.

Suddenly, Zhao Moqiong moved, slashing the long sword suddenly, at an extremely fast speed, and there was a terrifying aura emanating from him, like a dragon diving out of an abyss, which made people palpitate, but it was a pity that it passed away in a flash, making it impossible to truly perceive To his specific practice.

"Benglong Slash!" He yelled suddenly, and with the flickering of the sword light, a terrifying sword aura roared out, and then turned into a green dragon, rushing towards the nine people opposite.

The sound of the dragon's chant resounded, and the green dragon seemed to be the incarnation of the way of heaven, trying to smash all the evil in the world.

In an instant, it was as if the sky fell apart, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and it was extremely terrifying.

"This, this is really... the master's sword skill! Ten thousand dragons subduing demons and collapsing dragons... Dragon God Xiaotianjue!" When he used this move, Duan Tianchou in the mysterious soul ring was surprised Wei, his body trembled slightly, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Roar!"

"Boom!"

There were bursts of loud noises, and the green dragon actually broke away from the opponent's attack, and at the same time knocked all the nine people back.

"What!" Everyone was shocked.

"It seems that I underestimated you!" The white-haired old man behind was also surprised, and then he did it himself.

I saw a terrifying aura suddenly exuded from his body, his white hair fluttered up, his expression was solemn but ruthless, he was actually a spirit emperor at the peak of the eighth heaven.

And the blood-colored bone staff in his hand also immediately released bloody light, and at the same time there were bursts of magical howls, and then a bloody shadow appeared behind him, which was extremely terrifying.

But this is a pinnacle spiritual treasure, emanating bloody light and demonic power, weird and chilling.

Zhao Moqiong stood with the sword in hand, still calm and unafraid.

"Heavenly Demon is bloodthirsty!" The white-haired old man let out a long cry, holding the blood-colored bone staff and dancing.

Suddenly, the bloody figure behind him showed a ferocious smile, opened his sharp claws towards Zhao Moqiong, and swooped down.

With the cultivation base of the peak spirit emperor of the eighth heaven, a peak spirit treasure is activated, and the power that erupts is earth-shattering, enough to instantly kill all spirit sects below!
Zhao Moqiong had no fear on her face, and when the bloody shadow rushed forward, she suddenly let out a roar: "Wu Shuang!"

In an instant, a terrifying power burst out, and Zhao Moqiong's figure suddenly became taller, exuding a fierce and unparalleled coercion, like a peerless sword.

What followed was a terrible storm, and an unparalleled aura suppressed the rushing bloody shadow, actually fixing it in midair.

"What! Wushuang Sword Intent!" Qin Feng and Duan Tianchou exclaimed at the same time.

What Zhao Moqiong showed at this moment was clearly sword intent, and hearing the two words he shouted just now and this aura, it was actually Wushuang sword intent!

And the sword intent comprehended by Xuanyuan Sword Saint back then is Wushuang!

Both Qin Feng were deeply shocked, especially Duan Tianchou, who had many doubts before, and found that Zhao Moqiong gave him a sense of familiarity, and found that the sword skill used by the other party was the sword of his master back then Skills, and now they show this kind of sword intent, could it be that there is some relationship between them?
And the next moment, Zhao Moqiong surprised Qin Feng again.

"The sword spirit is out of the body, Taiyi, the universe is cracked!" He screamed, his body glowed, and a light-shaped long sword flew out of his body, taking shape, and then whizzed forward, releasing mysterious rays of light , beheaded to the opponent.

This sword is full of black and white light, the two are entangled with each other and reflect each other, forming a picture of Tai Chi.

As this sword slashed out of the world, the color of the sun and the moon dimmed, as if it had the power to reverse the yin and yang and break the universe.

"Taiyi Demon Extinguishing Sword Technique!" Qin Feng was surprised. This is a super sword skill unique to Xuanyuan Mansion, and not everyone can practice it. Could it be that Zhao Moqiong was a genius disciple of Xuanyuan Mansion?
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