God-level Sword Fairy of Martial Arts

When one of them died, Zhao Gao would find a more suitable and powerful new master for them.

Just like Shao Siming of the Yin-Yang family, he was beheaded by Mo Yi when he took office more than ten years ago, and Donghuang Taiyi found Xiaoyi later and became the new Shao Siming!

The same is true for the Six Sword Slaves. The previous Six Sword Slaves were killed by Mo Yi.Now that several years have passed, Zhao Gao has been looking for new masters, and he has undergone brutal extreme training to become a new Six Swordsman slave!

"I don't know what the six of you will be like before? Don't let me down too!"

Mo Yi smiled coldly, killing intent Ling Ran, did not take Six Swords Slaves in his eyes at all.

"Insanity!"

Zhen Gang was so angry that he stomped the ground and shattered the boulders under his feet. The sharp sword in his hand was even more imposing, stabbing directly at Mo Yi, moving forward.

"Not much has changed!"

Mo Yi shook his head, a little disappointed, he didn't even hide, he didn't draw his sword, he just stood there calmly.

Seeing this, Li Si and the others sneered endlessly. The powerful sword was so powerful that even the experts in the late stage of the Congenital couldn't hold it.

In just a moment, the long sword was like a rainbow, directly in front of Mo Yi.

At this moment, Mo Yi calmly stretched out two fingers and easily clamped Zhen Gang's sharp sword.

"Ok?"

Zhen Gang's face changed sharply, and his indomitable offensive was instantly disintegrated because of the man's two fingers in front of him. It was incredible.

"Break me!"

With a roar of anger, he really just raised all his inner strength and poured it into the long sword, and he was about to slash it down with one sword, directly abolishing Mo Yi's hand.

But unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, the sword in his hand was tightly controlled by Mo Yi's two fingers, and he couldn't move at all!

"Break?" Mo Yi smiled and said calmly, "It's time to break!"

Then Mo Yi moved his finger slightly, bang!

The crisp voice sounded, and the famous sword was broken in two in an instant, and Mo Yi was abruptly and lightly broken, and only two fingers were used!

Looking at this scene, Zhen Gang's face became extremely difficult to see, and then his pupils shrank, and he was extremely frightened.

I saw the figure in white in front of me, and in a flash, the person had already arrived behind him.

At this time, Mo Yi still held the half-cut sword of Zhen Gang in his hand, but there was a little blood on it, dripping continuously.

But Zhen Gang, who was behind me, had his pupils wide open and went straight to the next.

Breaking the sword, killing people, just one breath, the strongest existence of the six sword slaves is really strong, die!

Such a sudden scene made everyone look stunned and full of inconceivable.

You must know that Zhen Gang's strength, the sixth level of the innate, is not much worse than the fluctuating thoughts, and the swordsmanship is even more superb.

But now, he just died casually...

The expressions of the remaining five people behind me changed sharply, and they all pulled out their sharp swords. From different angles, they rushed towards Mo Yi, killing intent.

Without Zhengang, the remaining five swordsmen would no longer be able to form a formation. If they could not form a formation, the overall strength of the six swordsmen would definitely be greatly reduced.

Mo Yi smiled, flicked his fingers, and the half of the broken sword in his hand shot out instantly, heading straight for the void in front of the left.

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Mo Yi smiled, flicked his fingers, and the half of the broken sword in his hand shot out instantly, heading straight for the void in front of the left.

Duan Shui, who had just been hiding, his face changed sharply, and he quickly put the sword and sword in front of him to resist.

But only to hear a crisp sound, the half-cut sword hole pierced the water-broken sword and sank into his heart.

Cut off the water, cut off the sword and die!

Then, without waiting for the others to react, Xuanyuan Sword was instantly unsheathed, Mo Yi stepped forward and shouted, "Crossing the Quartet!"

With a single sword, four changes shrouded the remaining Chaoshen, Sprite, Zhuanpo, and Soul Destroyer.

The faces of the four of them changed sharply, and they quickly stopped their bodies and turned from defense to attack, wanting to take on Mo Yi's killer move.

But I didn't think that the sword was so fast and so strong.

Bang bang bang!

Four crisp sounds, continuous ringing.

The four great heads are flying high!

At this point, Zhao Gao took great pains to cultivate the second generation of Six Swordsmen slaves for many years, and they were all destroyed again.

What's even more ironic is that they are all planted in one person's hands, Sword Sect Mo Yi!

Moreover, this time not only did people die, but even the six swords were all cut off by Mo Yi.

People are dead and can be found again.

But if the sword is gone, it will be gone completely!

From then on, there will be no more six sword slaves in the world!

"It's really disappointing, I still haven't made progress!"