God-level Sword Fairy of Martial Arts

"General Ji wants to keep people, but it also depends on his own strength!"

Mo Yi smiled faintly, Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand, and walked up with a smile, full of fighting spirit. .

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Seeing Mo Yi's actions, Ji Wuye frowned slightly and said coldly, "Young Master Mo is not here to watch the show today, but to come forward?"

Mo Yi was able to defeat Guigu Weizhuang, and his natural strength was not bad. Even if Ji Wuye was strong, he would not underestimate it.

"In front of me, move my little brother, Ji Wuye, will you give me a reason not to act?"

Mo Yi smiled faintly, Xuanyuan Sword was in front of him, still looking like a cloudless wind, which was incompatible with Ji Wuye's vigilance and murderous aura.

Seeing Mo Yi's attitude, Ji Wuye's expression changed slightly, and he said coldly: "Oh? Han Fei is Xuan Gongzi's younger brother? Haha, this is interesting, I thought you had bad eyesight and became Han Fei's. door_guest!"

"Haha." Han Fei looked up to the sky and laughed: "General Ji's vision is not so good. I, Han Fei, how can I, dare to let Brother Mo be my guest. It's me, his younger brother, who has been rejected. dislike."

"Oh? That's actually the case." Ji Wuye's face turned cold, his eyes fell on Mo Yi, and he smiled coldly:

"The sword is a good sword. People are also heroes! Courage, courage, cultivation, and means are all excellent. I am very pleased. If Young Master Mo is willing to follow me, this general can guarantee that Young Master Mo will be greatly benefited. The courtesy, even if one person is below ten thousand people, it is possible!"

"Following you?" Mo Yi was startled, shook his head, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and couldn't help but say, "Ji Wuye, is it just you, too?"

"Huh?" Ji Wuye's face instantly turned cold, holding the hand of the sword, he couldn't help but increase his strength, and said solemnly:

"I admit, your strength is good, you are young, you are born with the first level, but in my opinion, Ji Wuye is still not enough. If you know the current affairs, I can spare you not to die. Otherwise, I am afraid you will have to pay a price. . In the light of the injury, the bones will be broken, and in the worst case, you will die!"

Ji Wuye laughed while talking, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

Ji Wuye's strength, Mo Yi has already guessed, is likely to be stronger than Xiaoyaozi, not weaker than Chisongzi.

In the anime, three years later, when Red Lotus was forced to marry Ji Wuye, Wei Zhuang suddenly appeared, and Ji Wuye was distracted by Red Lotus, and was finally killed by Wei Zhuang.

At that time, after three years of tempering, Wei Zhuang's cultivation went a step further, and he was likely to reach the fourth or even fifth level of the innate.

Otherwise, Wei Zhuang's battle against Ji Wuye would still result in unpredictable results. This shows that Ji Wuye's strength is absolutely terrifying and scary.

After all, he is a person who can sit in the dark and secretly control a country. If Ji Wuye's strength is too bad, I am afraid that he will die no more than N times, right?

Therefore, Mo Yi values ​​Ji Wuye very much, but is not afraid.

So, Mo Yi smiled lightly, looked at the surrounding halls with great interest, and nodded: "The hall of the General's Mansion is not bad, but I don't know if the General will feel distressed if it collapses!"

"Ok?"

Ji Wuye's face was completely cold, without any words, the sword in his hand slashed straight down, the momentum was heavy, the momentum was like a rainbow, and he directly slammed into Mo Yi.

Mo Yi smiled lightly, Xuanyuan Sword came out of its sheath, and slashed out with a single sword. It seemed flat, but it was Tai Chi perfect and endless.

He was stunned to completely resolve Ji Wuye's anger with a single blow.

"It's really the fifth level of congenital!"

Mo Yi's pupils shrank, his face was full of solemnity, Ji Wuye's strength was very strong.

On the other hand, Mo Yi only has the first level of the innate, and against the fifth level of the innate, he can be slightly better in sword moves like the last time against Chisongzi, but if it is a real battle of life and death, the result is unpredictable.

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On the other hand, Mo Yi only has the first level of the innate, and against the fifth level of the innate, he can be slightly better in sword moves like the last time against Chisongzi, but if it is a real battle of life and death, the result is unpredictable.

Although Mo Yi's sword moves are strong, their realm is too poor, but the more so, the more exciting Mo Yi feels.

Only cowards like to fight against people who are weaker than themselves, but the real strong like to challenge the stronger existence!

Ji Wuye smiled coldly: "Do you know the gap now? But, it's too late!"

"Hehe, it's still the same sentence. Sometimes, it looks like it's unprofitable, but it's actually beneficial. It looks like a disadvantage, but it's actually an advantage. And some people think that they are in the most powerful position, but in fact they don't see the essence at all, they just think they are right! "

Mo Yi smiled lightly and didn't care.

Ji Wuye, who was born at the fifth level, may still be undefeated by Mo Yi, who is at the first level, but Mo Yi also thinks he will not lose!

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"Humph! It's not your turn to teach me!"

Ji Wuye was furious and kept shooting.

He practised horizontal kung fu to the extreme. He slashed towards Mo Yi one by one. Every knife was extremely heavy, and Mo Yi's hand holding the sword felt numb.

Under the attack of fierce as wind and fierce as wolf, Mo Yi did not retreat half a step, and took all of them.

Ji Wuye sneered and said mockingly: "Your sword is not bad, you can hit me several times in a row, and there is no damage at all. But the person who uses the sword is too low! If this goes on, I see how many times you can pick me up. Knife, how long will you stop me?"

Mo Yi smiled coldly: "Wrong, wrong, all wrong!"

"Oh?" Ji Wuye smiled coldly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a dangerous arc.

"First, my sword is indeed a good sword. What you should worry about is the sword in your hand!"

"Second, I don't like to defend, on the contrary, I like to attack!"

The words are as follows. Before Ji Wuye's sword was cut down, the Xuanyuan sword in Mo Yi's hand turned and roared out: "Crossing all directions!"

In an instant, Mo Yi slashed out with one sword, but there were eight changes, covering Ji Wuye's Tianling Point, eyes, throat, heart, Dantian, and several vital points on his right arm, all of which were invincible.

Ji Wuye's pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't dare to take the edge. He quickly stopped the attack, retracted the sword, shot continuously, blocked from left to right, and did not dare to underestimate it.