Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The sword light broke through the air, Mo Yu’s gaze froze, the twelve demon swords were already close at hand, and it was too late for the three-pointed and two-edged knife to return to defense.

He made a quick decision, and with a force from his wrist, a three-pointed and two-edged knife was thrown.

At the same time, he flashed his hands in succession, and in an instant, there seemed to be a thousand more arms, and his five fingers flicked towards the demon sword.

“Find death!” Jiao Cang Sheng drank in a low voice.

His magic sword has been refined for many years, each bite is extremely sharp, thirteen magic swords are closed, can compete with heaven-level treasures, even a hundred refined steel can be cut with a sword, how can the flesh resist.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A continuous sound of gold and iron appeared, and I saw Mo Yu’s arm clashing with the demon sword, and there was a burst of fire, and the twelve demon swords were continuously ejected.

“What!” The slaughter appeared shocked, full of disbelief.

Tianjizi was on the side, the gossip mirror in his hand was constantly extinguished, and a crack appeared in the hazy aperture, and he was almost unable to hold on.

But when he saw the scene of Mo Yu flying the demon sword, he was still shocked and almost widened his eyes, and shouted in a lost voice: “It’s impossible, someone can carry the deadly demon sword with his body?” ”

They were shocked, but the facts were so clear that they couldn’t believe it.

Mo Yu’s movements were also extremely fast, and he didn’t intend to give Cang Sheng time to think at all, and the moment the magic sword was ejected, he pointed at the other party.

Rumble!

A thunder fell from the sky, brilliant and powerful, and ten thousand evils lurked.

Five thunder tips!

Jiao Cangsheng’s reaction was also unexpected, although the two sides fought fast, the real fight was still short, but Mo Yu’s strength had been recognized by him.

In his heart, Mo Yu was already a true powerhouse of the ninth level of the Cave Heaven.

Such a strong man can fight him, but in the end, it is still difficult to escape the fate of being killed by him.

The demon sword in his hand slashed to the sky, and a sword radiance, even the thunder was cut off, and the thunder dissipated in an instant.

But at the same time, a blade appeared in front of him.

Mo Yu didn’t know when he re-gripped the three-pointed and two-edged knife to kill, his eyes drooped slightly, and his expression did not change.

The long sword in his hand turned, and it actually fell from above, blocking Mo Yu’s sword in a millimeter, breaking through the air, and twelve flying demon swords attacked again.

Mo Yu took advantage of the power of the two to fight, and retreated with one touch, dodging three sword lights.

But the other nine sword rays slashed again, front and back, left and right, sealing the space he was dodging.

Mo Yu relied on intuition, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand danced, like a large windmill with wheels, airtight.

With a clanging symphony, the magic sword was repelled again.

Taking advantage of this time, Mo Yu’s figure retreated, threw his left hand, and a rope came out, swimming like a spirit snake in the dark, and instantly rolled towards the slaughter.

Binding the Demon Cord.

“What?”

Zhuo Cangsheng frowned, and when he noticed that the demon rope had reached his eyes, his mind moved, his body merged with the sword, and he flew out.

Because the speed was too fast, it even left an afterimage in place, which was smashed by the binding demon rope.

His body seemed to be panning, moving a hundred feet away.

However, as soon as he appeared, he was alarmed in his heart, and his eyes froze, and he saw a golden bow appear in Yang Jian’s hand in the distance, and there were silver projectiles on the bowstring.

Sou!

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and a silver light pierced the night sky.

“Another treasure?” The heart of the slaughter was trembling, full of incredulity.

In this world, it is mainly based on its own cultivation, although there are also various treasures, but these treasures are too cherished, even the major hall masters often only have a few.

As before, he was favored by the master and gave several protective treasures.

Another example is Du Jiuyan, as the young master of the Huangquan Sect, he has more treasures on his body.

But they are not the norm, most of the strong, there is a treasure that lives to cultivate.

More than three things are deep pockets.

Even if it is a hall master like Cangsheng, although he has thirteen magic swords, it is essentially one, and it can only be divided.

The silver bullet blinked and came to his eyes, and the twelve demon swords gathered in front of him in an instant, and the tails of the swords were connected, forming a circular sword ring.

A rapid and sharp voice came out, and the silver pill was hitting the sword ring, but it was not broken.

Jiao Cangsheng breathed a sigh of relief, but the movement of his hand was not slow, and he cut out the trend, and the sword ring cut through the night sky and attacked Mo Yu.

At this time, he saw that Mo Yu took out a long whip at some point and flung it in the air.

Syllable!

The whip sounded, and Cang Sheng’s brows furrowed slightly, and he was puzzled.

What is the other party doing, this whip is not aimed at him?

The sword ring had arrived in front of Mo Yu, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife danced, clashing again.

At the same time, a big mountain at the end of heaven and earth in the eyes of Zhu Cangsheng suddenly moved, rumbling sounded, and in his incredulous gaze, the mountain actually rose up and flew at an extremely fast speed.

“It’s the whip just now, how is it possible?”

The slaughter could not understand it, but the mountain of Qianzhang had roared, and the real even the firmament was covered and pressed straight in.

The real use of the mountain whip.

The mountain peak was approaching, and the slaughter couldn’t care so much, and he slashed the demon sword in his hand towards the sky with a low snort.

“Demon Sword, open the mountain!”

He drank angrily, the sword light rose again, the pitch-black sword light cut through, the heavens and the earth rumbled, and the thousand zhang mountains were cut open by his sword.

The double-divided mountain turned into two halves and fell, still covering the sky, and even because the distance was too close, half of the mountain still shrouded Mo Yu.

The twelve demon swords had been repelled by him, and the mountain whip in his hand swung again, snapping softly, and this half of the mountain shattered.

Countless tiny stones fell from the sky, the large one had a house, the small one was no more than the size of a thumb, and the sky rained stones.

Tianjizi and Linglong were still standing in place, not that they didn’t want to run, but the aftermath of Mo Yu and Linglong’s outbreak was too amazing.

They didn’t dare to put away the shield of the gossip mirror, otherwise the moment they put it away, they would be torn apart by the terrifying aftermath.

And seeing the shocking scene of a mountain peak being moved by a whip, the expressions of the two had no other expressions except sluggishness.

It wasn’t until the stone rain fell, and the rumbling sound continued to shake the earth, that they came back to their senses.

They were lucky enough not to hand over large stones to smash at them, and some smaller stones were also blocked by the Bagua Shield.

Tianjizi raised his head, looked at this unimaginable battle, and sighed: “The power of a whip commands the mountains, Lao Dao has never seen such magical powers in these decades, no, this is no longer a magical power, but a heaven and earth command, a myth… Unexpectedly, it is really a myth. ”

“Master, what do you mean?” Linglong heard something and raised her hair and asked.

Tianjizi smiled bitterly and said, “I doubted that name when I calculated that name before, but now it seems that my suspicion is probably true, this Yang Jian is a true god.” ”

“What?” Linglong was dazed and didn’t understand what it meant.

Tianjizi sighed, still looking at the battle situation in the sky, and said in a low voice: “The thirteenth hall master of Senluo Hall, there are fewer fierce Dorji.” ”