The last devil

Chapter 22 Eight Divine Soldiers

Zi Mohuai showed his talent in the first battle, and because of his status, after Mo Sheng, he once again attracted the attention of the major sects.

But since he has chosen to join the blood sect, the other two sects have nothing to do.

Hearing Zi Mohuai mentioning his two brothers, all the sects were stunned.

After all, Mo Sheng was the one who was overthrown by their three schools, how could they forget.

"Since we are brothers, then nephew Mo Sheng, wouldn't you join my blood sect with nephew Mo Huai?"

The elder of the Blood Sect asked Mo Huai, who had bright eyes, and people from other sects also showed apprehension. If the two geniuses and evildoers were all taken away by the Blood Sect, would it be okay?
"I don't know what the kid is planning."

Zi Mohuai smiled indifferently, no matter which sect Mosheng and Xuanyuanran chose, he would unconditionally support them.

Who said brothers have to join the same sect or sect?

As long as the hearts are together.

As a result, people from various sects are happy and others are worried.

Someone couldn't help shouting at Mosheng: "No matter whether there is fate or not, it's better for Nephew Mosheng to complete the assessment earlier!"

When Mo Sheng heard the words, he secretly thought the same thing in his heart, so he wanted to go forward.

"Third brother, let me come first!"

Xuanyuan Luan rushed in front of Mo Sheng, and laughed and scolded: "You stole the limelight before, so that I am ignored now, this time I will completely suppress the limelight of you and the second child!"

Mo Sheng smiled helplessly, and could only watch Xuanyuan Lun stride forward.

"Brother, this assessment is not difficult at all. If I do it again, I will definitely defeat the opponent within ten strokes!"

Seeing Xuanyuan Luan walking in front of Xuanzong's examiner, Zi Mohuai said with a smile, "So don't be too far behind, big brother!"

The phrase "it's not difficult at all" made others smile wryly, and no one believed it.

But Xuanyuan Luan smiled: "Stinky boy, within ten moves, I can do it!"

His words immediately enraged that Xuanzong disciple, and at the same time he directly attacked him, a sharp long sword condensed in his hand.

The long sword was full of extremely fast wind, as sharp as a tangible wind blade, and it extended several feet, cutting a long gap in the ground while running.

This is enough to show that this disciple of Xuanzong's essence is several times thicker than ordinary people in the Yuan Gathering Realm!
Xuanyuan Luan's gaze instantly became fierce, and when the opponent's sword edge was slashing, a golden light sword also appeared in his hand. Although it was not as powerful as the opponent's wind blade sword, but the sword body shone with golden light. There is an extra sharpness and hardness.

Clang!
When the two swords intersected, the wind blade around Xuanzong's disciple frantically cut Xuanyuan Luan's golden light long sword. Instead of being cut off, the latter gradually cut into the wind blade with the golden light shining, cutting with the opponent's sword edge. torch.

But because of this, the sword body in the wind blade was constantly hit by the surrounding wind blades, which made Xuanyuan Luan's right hand holding the sword tremble, and he had to hold the sword with both hands.

"Hmph! I'm different from that trash from the Blood Sect just now!"

Seeing this, Xuanzong's disciples sneered complacently, and still did not forget to ridicule the Blood Sect's disciples who were defeated by Mo Huai.

Xuanyuan Luan held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his forehead with bulging veins seemed to be a little out of control.

But at the next moment, with his loud laugh, the shape of the golden long sword in his hand changed, instantly turning into a golden axe!
As we all know, although an ax is not as agile as a sword, it is far more powerful than a sword.

Therefore, under the shocked expression of Xuanzong's disciple, he felt his right arm go numb for a while, and he was hacked back again and again with his sword.

"what?!"

Not only this disciple of Xuanzong, but everyone present was amazed: Why did the sword fighting spirit become the ax fighting spirit?Could it be that he has two war spirits?
And the ensuing battle made everyone's suspicion even more intense.

I saw Xuanyuan Luan took advantage of the situation and slashed at Xuanzong's disciple with a golden axe. When the latter was about to raise his sword and use all his strength to resist, Xuanyuan Luan's clumsy ax turned into a golden long knife with both power and agility. Open the opponent's defense and attack its vital points!
As a result, Xuanzong's disciples suddenly became extremely passive, and the power of the wind blade long sword was also difficult to exert in the face of this change of characteristics.

Afterwards, when Xuanyuan slashed with the sword, he suddenly turned into a long spear to stab violently, and between the spear stabs, he turned into a long stick to sweep furiously...

After the war spirit changed six weapons in a row, Xuanzong's disciple was already devastated, and only by stabbing his sword into the ground gradually slowed down his retreating figure.

But at this moment, a little golden glow appeared in front of his horrified face with the sound of piercing through the air.

It was a golden arrow!
The sharp arrow shot in the opposite direction, and the weapon in Xuanyuan Luan's hand had turned into a golden bow.

The sharp arrow was so fast that Xuanzong's disciple had no time to draw out the sword on the ground to defend it. He had to subconsciously break through the suppressed cultivation and use his vitality to form a layer of air armor around his body, so that he could barely block the incoming sharp arrow.

"I thought I had to use the Eighth Divine Soldier. Since you have already used your vitality, then I will win!"

Xuanyuan put his fists together and smiled at the opponent, and the battle spirit in his hands disappeared.

"The Eighth Divine Soldier?"

The corner of Xuanzong's disciple's mouth twitched. While he could only admit defeat in shame and anger, his heart was filled with horror: "What kind of monster is this guy? Could it be that he has eight war spirits?"

Not only him, but everyone around him was equally astonished.

"He doesn't have eight weapon spirits, but his battle spirit should have undergone some kind of mutation, so that he has the characteristic of changing eight kinds of weapons!"

On the contrary, those elders of the sect had quite a lot of knowledge and saw the clues, but they were also amazed: "I never thought that there would be such a strange war spirit in this world!"

Earlier, Zi Mohuai said that his two brothers were no worse than him, and that people from the various sects only cared about Mo Sheng and ignored Xuanyuan Chaos.

But now, the radiance emitted by Xuanyuan Luan has made it impossible for them to ignore it anymore.

Seeing Xuanyuan using the seven changes of the battle spirit to defeat his opponent, Mo Sheng couldn't help nodding his head and said secretly: "Brother's battle spirit 'Eight Gods' has no weakness in change, and the power of the eighth change is far better than the first seven. If you use it Come out, I'm afraid the opponent is in the Qi Condensation Realm and can fight!"

"As expected of a big brother, you defeated your opponent with just seven moves!"

Zi Mo Huai laughed at Xuanyuan Luan, which made everyone recover from their astonishment at the battle spirit of the Eight God Soldiers, and remembered Xuanyuan Luan's amazing performance just now.

The people of Xuanzong immediately burst into joy, and while being wary of other sects robbing people, they came to welcome this genius disciple as if they had found a treasure.

However, because Xuanyuan Luan was ignored by the other party before, he deliberately ignored the elder Xuanzong who was escorting him, but looked towards Mo Sheng.

"Third brother, your second brother is right, this sect's examination is indeed very simple!"

Under the dubious eyes of others, he made a face at Mosheng and said, "So next, don't embarrass us!"

When Mo Sheng heard this, a smile appeared on his face.

He clenched his fists towards Xuanyuan Luan and Zi Mohuai, pretending to snort coldly: "Don't worry, I will break the records of my brothers, so don't cry when the time comes!"

Mo Sheng seemed to be competing with his two elder brothers, and as soon as he finished speaking, he walked forward vigorously, ready to challenge the assessment.

Previously, people from each sect were unwilling to tell him the founding ancestor of each sect, so he thought of another way.

That is to pass all the examinations of the three major schools, and as an introductory disciple of the three major schools, ask about the sects created by Mo Luo one by one!
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(End of this chapter)