Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

When Mo Que opened his eyes, the broken sword in his hand also slashed out.

Ji Changkong's face changed greatly, he hurriedly raised his sword across his chest, blocking the sword of Mo Que, and at the same time mobilized all the vitality in his body, penetrating it out, and turning it into Sword Qi bodyguard!

"Boom!"

The heavy sword fell, and Ji Changkong flew upside down, just like Mo Que before, smashing the giant tree and shattering the rocks.

He flew out a distance of several dozen meters horizontally, and after hitting an unknown number of trees, his figure finally stopped, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, his face was pale, and the sword in his hand snapped again and broke again.

"Junior Brother Ji!"

"Senior Brother Ji!"

The expressions of the remaining six genius disciples changed drastically at the same time.

Everyone clearly felt that Mo Que's breath was already very weak, yet he could still cut out such a tyrannical sword.

"Shh!"

One of the geniuses quickly came to Ji Changkong to check his injury.

After this inspection, the disciple's face changed dramatically, and he said in disbelief, "Dead?"

Mo Que's heavy sword shattered Ji Changkong's bones and internal organs.

His physical body is no better than Mo Que. After smashing the giant trees and rocks one after another, he broke many bones and was killed by Mo Que's sword.

"I'm not Saint. Since you've tried to kill me a few times, you have to prepare to be killed!" Mo Que held a broken sword, and with a brute force he easily walked out of the stone crack, his icy gaze turned towards the remaining few coldly Looking forward.

"I can't kill him today, let's go first!"

The disciple who was investigating Ji Changkong's injury changed color, roared loudly, then unfolded his body and fled first.

The remaining few people's faces changed and changed, and then they also gritted their teeth and dispersed.

They returned to Self with seven swords, and they tried their best, but they still couldn't hurt Mo Que.

Not only that, Mo Que killed Ji Changkong with one sword, which made everyone feel palpitations.

"How many times have you killed me, but now you can leave if you want, do you need my permission?" Mo Que roared, leaving an afterimage on the spot, chasing forward.

Stepping on the stars gave him extreme speed, and his body was like the wind. In a few steps, he caught up with the disciple who fled first, and the epee was cut out!

"puff!"

The disciple blocked with a horizontal sword, but the power of Mo Que's epee was extremely heavy, knocking him down from the air, and his whole body was deeply smashed into the ground!

"Shh!"

After a sword, Mo Que turned again and chased another disciple.

In the distance, the disciples who were watching from afar were all sluggish at this time.

"After Mo Que took that sword, not only did he not die, but he actually killed two people instead?"

"The seven geniuses came together, but in the end, they were chased and killed by Mo Que alone?"

The disciples who saw this scene just felt that all this was absurd, like a dream, extremely unreal!

"Shhhhh!"

The remaining five geniuses are all extraordinary in strength and extremely fast.

In order not to give Mo Que a chance to catch up, they scattered and fled. No matter which one Mo Que chased, the distance between them would be further when they chased another.

"Boom!"

I saw that Mo Que lifted a boulder above his head and threw it with all his might.

The whistling boulder flew straight forward, as if a star had fallen, and the disciples from all sides were shocked. What kind of divine power is this?

"Do you want to kill me just because of this?" The disciple who was targeted by the boulder roared, feeling slighted, turned around with a sword, and easily chopped the boulder to pieces.

However, right at this moment, Mo Que quickly chased after him, leaping high, with the might of his heavy sword, cut off the sword in this disciple's hand, causing him to vomit blood and fall to the ground on the spot.

At this moment, Mo Que seemed to be completely in a state of ferocity, beheading three disciples in a row, then turned around again and chased after the others.

However, after Mo Que beheaded three geniuses, the remaining four, with astonishing speed, have left this place and disappeared here.

"No one can go today!" Mo Que, like a mad beast, roared in one direction, chased away, and disappeared here.

"Chasing and killing the seven geniuses alone? Mo Que is so terrifying!"

"Does he really want to kill the seven geniuses? How will today's event end?"

In situ, those disciples were no better than the seven geniuses, and could not catch up with their speed at all.

Everyone's heart is agitated at the moment, and no one knows what the end of this matter will be.

"boom!"

Under the frenzy, Mo Que pursued with all his strength, and no longer cared about his control power. Every step he took, he smashed the ground and quickly approached the distance from the person in front.

"Mo Que, do you really want to kill them all? After all, I am the top genius of the Jianlou. If you kill us all, the Jianlou will not be able to accommodate you!"

The disciple who fled saw Mo Que chasing after him, so he forcibly calmed down and turned around and shouted at Mo Que.

Mo Que was silent at this moment, only the endless murderous intent in his eyes.

So far, there is no need to say more, these disciples killed him first!

Moreover, the landlord where these seven geniuses are located, not only wanted to win him the qualification to participate in the competition, but also cooperated with the other twelve landlords to attack Yao Lao and seriously injure Yao Lao.

The feud between the two sides has already been forged.

"Mo Que, as long as you are willing to let me go, I can give you the sword peak I am in for cultivation. It is the top 30 sword peak among the ninety-nine peaks!"

Seeing that Mo Que was getting closer and closer, the disciple had panic in his eyes. After seeing the powerful strength of Mo Que, he had no intention of fighting at this moment.

"boom!"

In less than a moment, Mo Que finally caught up, slashed out with a heavy sword, and then went after the next person without watching this life or death at all.

"Three left!"

With the star step, Mo Que turned around. Although the other three disciples had already fled extremely far, he still did not intend to let go.

"boom!"

It didn't take long for Mo Que to find one of the disciples, and without a word, he slashed his sword.

After he achieved the unity of human and sword, none of these disciples outside the top ten could take up the might of his sword.

At this point, there are only two of the seven geniuses left, and Mo Que is chasing the remaining two.

"Senior Brother Chu, save me!"

At this time, one of the two geniuses, with a pale face, fled to a sword peak in a hurry.

Above this peak, a handsome young man in white appeared, who was the eighteenth floor disciple Chu Zhifan.

"Senior Brother Chu, I know that you have a grudge against Mo Que. Your name on the eighteenth floor was humiliated by Mo Que before!"

The disciple was extremely flustered and said: "He is chasing me now, as long as you are willing to help me this time, I will definitely repay after that!"

Chu Zhifan was silent, looking coldly into the distance.

There, Mo Que's figure appeared, stepping on star steps, each step could move several dozen feet, and within a few steps, he had come to the bottom of this peak.

"Senior Brother Chu!" The disciple was shocked and asked Chu Zhifan for help.

"puff!"

At the same time, Mo Que slashed with a sword. The disciple opened his eyes wide and looked at Chu Zhifan on the sword peak, but saw that his face was cold and he had no intention of attacking.