God-level Sword Fairy of Martial Arts

boom!

A thunderous explosion sounded, and the three-foot air wall, the sky and the earth paled, and Chisongzi's second palm all exploded and became invisible.

Chi Songzi saw that Mo Yi was so young, yet so powerful, that he did not dare to be careless, and said coldly, "I don't know where the masters are, come to my Taoist Tianzong!"

Mo Yi smiled faintly, stepped out one step, and floated down, full of immortal style, and his mouth was even more plausible:

"It's not that I am a small world, it's just high; it's not that I look at the past and the present, it's just the seasons; it's not that I look at Kyushu, it's just a big picture; what are the three faults? Nothing is easy to win!"

After the words were exhausted, Mo Yi had already landed on the Sword Discourse Stage! .

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The mysterious identity and the aura of looking down at the world made Chisongzi and Xiaoyaozi startled.

And the Taoist disciples next to him couldn't help but regard Mo Yi as a generation of masters!

Xiaoyaozi looked at Mo Yi, his eyes were deep. In his opinion, Mo Yi was very young, but his cultivation level was back to the basics, and he couldn't see the depth at all.

Chisongzi looked even more solemn, and snorted coldly: "Small world, look at the past and present, look at Kyushu, talent is high, time is good, macro! Haha, I have never seen a young man as arrogant as you in my whole life!"

"Haha." Mo Yi smiled lightly, not angry, but turned to look at Xiaoyaozi, and said calmly: "This time you lost, it's nothing, you are young and lacking in strength. If you lose, you will still lose ten years later!"

Xiaoyaozi sighed and nodded: "I know, there is still a big gap between me and brother Chisongzi, and within ten years, it is indeed difficult to catch up."

The gap of twenty years is not so easy to catch up, even if Xiaoyaozi's talent is outstanding.

After all, Chi Songzi is also a peerless talent, otherwise how can he become the head of Tianzong?How to become Bei Mingzi's 477 disciple?

You must know that to be the number one master of Taoism and one of the world's top bosses in Qin Dynasty, Bei Mingzi's threshold for apprenticeship is not generally high.

In addition to accepting the red pine nuts, he had not accepted any apprentices for fifty years until he met the talented Xiaomeng after fifty years!

It can be seen that Chisongzi is also a talented person, otherwise it would be impossible to worship Beimingzi!

Chi Songzi was a little happy when Mo Yi said that he would win for two consecutive years, that is, ten years.

But then, Mo Yi spoke again: "But that is, the gap between the two of you is very small. As for the fourth competition fifteen years later, Xiaoyaozi, you can take charge of Xueji again!"

Xiaoyaozi's pupils shrank, and he secretly thought in his heart, this person is really so stumped, can he calculate what will happen in fifteen years?

Chisongzi couldn't help getting angry, and snorted coldly: "What? You said that in fifteen years, he will defeat me? Take back Xue Ji? Haha, it's ridiculous! The gap between us will only get bigger and bigger. Now He is not my opponent, nor will he be ten years later, nor will he be fifteen years later!"

Mo Yi shook his head and sighed: "Fifteen years later, you will lose, sixteen years later, you will die!"

Mo Yi remembered clearly that from this time onwards, Chi Songzi would defeat Xiaoyaozi three times in a row, and Tianzong would also be in charge of "Xue Ji" for three consecutive rounds.

But in the fourth round, that is, fifteen years later, because Chisongzi is over seventy years old, there is insufficient qi and blood.

And Xiaoyaozi accumulated a lot of money and caught up. In the end, Chisongzi lost to Xiaoyaozi, the head of the Taoist sect, and lost "Xue Ji".

However, Chisongzi couldn't stand the blow and died the following year.

His junior sister, Xiao Meng, who was in retreat, became the new head of the Taoist Tianzong.

Therefore, Mo Yi directly asserted this.

"What did you say? I'm going to die?" Chi Songzi was startled, but then he was furious and murderous.

Mo Yi didn't care and nodded: "You will be defeated by Xiaoyaozi because of your small stomach, and you will die of depression the next year!"

"Nonsense!" Chi Songzi was completely angry, and Mo Yi's statement of life and death, not to mention that he was an insult to him because of his small stomach:

"Okay, okay. Don't you talk about the small world? Don't you talk about the past and the present? Don't you say you look at Kyushu? Well, today I, Chisongzi, will learn your great tricks!"

Saying that, Chi Songzi pulled out his sword and attacked Mo Yi directly.

Mo Yi smiled lightly and didn't care. Xuanyuan sword was unsheathed in an instant. He also wanted to see what his strength was like in Qin Shi world.

And the head of the Taoist Tianzong, Chi Songzi, is undoubtedly a very good opponent, or a benchmark!

Chisongzi was furious, the long sword roared, and the (bfbf) sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

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Chisongzi was furious, the long sword roared, and the (bfbf) sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

Taoist swordsmanship has always been majestic and imposing like a rainbow.

Mo Yi, however, was very calm, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand kept accumulating power, and he slashed out with a single sword, plain and simple!

boom!

The two swords touched each other, Mo Yi's Xuanyuan sword was still in place, but Chisongzi's saber was broken in two.

Even among the top ten famous swords in Qin Dynasty, in front of Xuanyuan, the sword of the holy way, it is difficult to take the lead, let alone a sword that is not famous in the sword book!

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Chi Songzi's face became even more livid, and said coldly: "If I use the Xue Ji sword, it will definitely not be like this!"

Mo Yi shook his head, and said lightly: "Even if you use the Xue Ji sword, it will still break! If you don't believe it, you can try it!"

Hearing this, Chi Songzi's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned around and drew out the Xue Ji sword, but he didn't dare to fight against Mo Yi's Xuanyuan sword, but instead he waved it again and again and kept pinching the seal.

In an instant, the water mist reappeared, condensing into a terrifying giant dragon with terrifying might.

"Wanchuan Autumn Water!" Chisongzi shouted coldly, a sword fell, and a long dragon condensed from the autumn water descended from the sky and whistled towards Mo Yi.

Mo Yi shook his head, Xuanyuan Sword hovered in front of him, his hands formed a seal, and he pushed it out with one palm.