God-level Sword Fairy of Martial Arts

The current Mo Yi, who is at the ninth level of the congenital, can be destroyed with a flick of a finger!

The movement here caught the attention of the other guards, and they all gathered around.

But seeing the figure in white in front of him, they were all stunned in place, sweating profusely.

"It's Emperor Mo Yi!"

One person couldn't help but said that he was terrified, and the others were so terrified that they didn't dare to go forward.

Last time, Mo Yi made a move of ten thousand swords to return to the sect, and directly killed countless guards of the Qin army. Even the civil and military officials were killed and injured more than half, and the entire Xianyang Palace was bloody.

Chapter 2 King Lin Xianyang Palace, one person controls one country [5/1]-->>(Page 2/[-]), please click on the next page to continue reading.

Last time, Mo Yi made a move of ten thousand swords to return to the sect, and directly killed countless guards of the Qin army. Even the civil and military officials were killed and injured more than half, and the entire Xianyang Palace was bloody.

Now, who would dare to step forward again?

This person in front of him is a complete ruthless man. Compared with the general of Qin State, Bai Qi, the so-called human slaughter, don't panic!

Mo Yi smiled lightly, but didn't care: "If you don't want to die, get out!"

With an angry shout, Qin Bing, who was fierce and good at fighting, did not hesitate at all, and retreated one after another.

Although the laws of the Qin state are strict, once they step back, they will be held accountable.

But it's better than dying now!

Mo Yi smiled dumbly, the white clothes beat the snow, and he stepped out.

In just a few steps, we reached the gate of the main hall.

Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was originally listening to the minister's report, but when he saw the familiar voice at the door, he was completely stunned and his face was ashen.

"Old... teacher, you... why are you here?"

Ying Zheng took a deep breath and couldn't help but speak, his trembling language was full of panic.

He once thought that Mo Yi would not kill him because of his former teacher-student relationship.

But since the last time, after Mo Yi bloodshed the Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng was completely desperate.

If he really angered Mo Yi and killed him, he would just do it casually!

For a time, the civil and military officials in the hall turned their heads one after another, looking at the familiar figure, they couldn't help trembling, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Just a year ago, many of them almost fell under Mo Yi's Wanjian Guizong, and they even have scars that can't be erased to this day.

And many of their colleagues died on that day under Mo Yi's hands.

There are many new faces who are even more terrified, because they know that it was Mo Yi who killed the Quartet that day, killing more than half of the civil and military officials, that gave them the opportunity to replace them.

Even Zhao Gao in 903 was gloomy and hesitant in his heart.

He is not sure about Mo Yi, and the Six Swordsman has not recovered yet!

Mo Yi stood with his hands behind his back and smiled lightly: "If you don't want to die too many people, give me what I want!"

Mo Yi said calmly, but his words were full of doubts.

Ying Zheng's expression was even more difficult to see, this day actually came, and Mo Yi really killed Xianyang Palace!

The corner of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched slightly, but he said, "Teacher, the Canglong Qisu of the Wei Kingdom is not with me, but in the house of Yin and Yang."

"The Yin and Yang family, the East Emperor Taiyi?"

Mo Yi smiled and said: "What a trick to bring disaster to the east, um, I have to say, Dong Huang Taiyi is courageous enough, and Ying Zheng's courage is not too small!"

"It's just that you think this is the end? Haha, naive!"

When the words fell, Mo Yi's face turned cold, and his hands were sealed.

For a time, strong winds, dark clouds and low pressure, flying sand and rocks.

Immediately behind Mo Yi's body, a light-blue giant dharma image formed, which was much higher than the majestic Xianyang Palace.

And that Dharma image is the appearance of Mo Yi, and it is the Four Signs of Heaven's Will - Fengshen Fury! .

Text Chapter 3 Destroy Xianyang Palace first, then enter Luosheng Hall [5/[-]]

The gust of wind was blowing, and the sand and stone were flying. Even if they were in the hall, everyone was blown away by the strong wind.

Looking at it faintly, I saw the door of Xianyang Palace, the emperor Mo Yi was still standing against the wind, his white clothes moved with the wind, and behind him was a huge blue-colored dharma that was so high that it could not be seen, and it was terrifying.

On the other hand, Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the dragon chair, changed his face even more, and he regretted not falling.

If it wasn't for his idea of ​​hitting Canglong Qisu and touching things that shouldn't be touched, how could Mo Yi kill Xianyang Palace again?

He thought that sending Canglong Qisu to the Yin and Yang family would lead to misfortune and good luck, but unfortunately, how could it be so easy?

It's just that it's too late now, Ying Zheng can only speak quickly: "Teacher, be merciful!"

"Show mercy?" Mo Yi smiled coldly and said coldly, "Ying Zheng, there are some things you can touch. But there are some things you shouldn't touch, and you can't touch them!"

Sen Han's voice fell, and whether it was Ying Zheng or civil and military officials, all their faces changed sharply, their hearts were frightened, and they only felt infinite despair.

If Mo Yi said so, then there is no need to talk about it!

The power of one person can overwhelm a country!