Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

The sword is cut across the sky, and the ghost prison Senluo is dead.

In the grove, he was accidentally raided and trapped in a large formation of ghost prison, surrounded by ghosts and ghosts, making Mo Lisao unable to help frown, and then he shouted in a deep voice: "Since you are here. , why hide and tuck, come out, let me see, what kind of immortals you are."

"Looking at the clouds outside the mountain, do I have intention or not?"

"Lang came to peep at the book, but saw that he was affectionate and ruthless."

As the words in Mo Lisao's mouth fell, the void trembled, and suddenly, the figure of Lanfeng with a purple beard and a color of autumn emerged from the rear, accompanied by Shen Chenshi's number, icy and chilling, and pressed towards Mo Lisao: "Heaven's Dao, you rob me of my heart and soul, and my Yuan Gong, and today, you will pay for it with your life!"

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Mo Lisao immediately responded with a cold sweat: "Who am I? It turns out to be you, Yi Shiqiu. Although you are the leader of the Thirteen Swords of Heavenly Burial, if you want revenge alone, I'm afraid you are not qualified."

"Then add us!"

At this moment, a familiar poem number came from the ghostly aura, and the poem sounded like it came out of the nether.

"The map of Zeguo Jiangshan entering the war, what is the life of the people, Leqiao Su."

"Following Jun Mo's words to seal the matter of the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will die."

The visitor is none other than the pseudo-ghost unicorn master who is regarded by Mo Lisao as a leek. People are more proud than they are, and a figure emerges from the ghostly aura. The white-boned feather fan shakes gently, and the eyes hidden behind the grimace mask are full of hatred. Cold eyes, with endless killing intent, stared at Mo Lisao.

Behind him, there are three black-clothed killers, all of whom are top-notch masters. In addition, there is a ghost swordsman and a tall swordsman. Each of them exudes a powerful The unparalleled aura caused the entire ghost prison space, and the situation was turbulent for a while.

"what!"

Although it was expected that Renshuyue's counterattack would be very violent, the huge lineup in front of him still surprised Mo Lisao. Even, these people were not all, but even so, there was still no trace on Mo Lisao's face. Fear: "Are people amazing? If you want to kill me, you are still a long way off!"

"Insanity!"

Hearing this, Ren Shuyue couldn't help but be furious, and immediately waved his hand. Behind him, three men in black shot at the same time.

However, Mo Lisao was unmoved by this, as if, even if the huge palm force that destroyed the sky and the earth in front of him had already attacked him, it had nothing to do with him at all, only an invisible force that seemed to emerge from nothing Ling Xiao's sword intent, like the wind swept across the sky, impacted the world.

"Thousands of Li Sao, ten thousand volumes of Taoism."

"Boundless Sword Sea, extradition for six days."

He lifted his left hand lightly, and the bamboo slips floated in front of him. At the same time, with a slight swipe of his right hand, the celestial book was opened, and several sharp swords poured out.

"boom!"

The three black-clothed killers attacked with all their might, and the monstrous waves set off by their surging palms were separated by the fierce sword energy in an instant.

"No, back!"

Exclaimed in unison, the three black-clothed killers hurriedly retreated backwards. However, the sharp sword qi came in a flash, and it was close to the front. Now they want to retreat, but there is no time. , All three of them were scratched with deep visible wounds, blood donation spurted, and they returned with a fiasco.

Mo Lisao's eyes slammed, and his fingers turned again. Suddenly, the book of heaven flew around, and on the bamboo slips, it was faintly visible that the divine flowers were flowing, and the gods of the world were manifested one after another, shooting out one after another fierce sword energy, killing it in the air. !

"Good come!"

Seeing that Mo Lisao's swordsmanship was so profound, the ghost swordsman standing beside Ren Shuyue finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Come on, let me bring disaster to the peak of the Daomen sword world for a while!"

The voice fell, and the figure flashed for a moment. At the moment when he stepped forward, the ghost sword in his palm was Kaifeng. Suddenly, a fierce sword intent erupted, and the momentum slammed into the universe. The boundless black sword curtain spread out, facing the sky Sword Qi.

"Chong!"

Accompanied by an incomparably piercing sound of gold and iron fighting, the ghost clan's sword robbery brought disaster to the sky, smashing through the fierce sword energy, but it was not strong and strong, and the side of the body couldn't help but take a step back.

"This..........."

This really surprised him. You must know that after thousands of years of polishing his swordsmanship, he thought that he had reached the realm of his old enemy, but he never thought that with only one sword, he would actually It was a loss under the sword of a young junior who was only a few years old.

"Sword robbery brings disaster to Tianwei."

"I've heard of you, the rumored swordsman master from the ghost clan in the Netherworld. It is said that you once competed with the swordsman Wuya in the Five Ways of Confucianism, but I didn't expect that this is the only thing you can do. I'm disappointed."

Mo Lisao snorted coldly, turned his body and moved, the book of the sky flew in front of him, accompanied by his sword pointing down, on the bamboo slip, the magic weapon manifested, poured out the sword energy, and at a glance, it turned into thousands, forming an overwhelming sword rain, filling the sky. The entire ghost prison array!

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but be stunned. Yi Shiqiu's face couldn't help but show a hint of hesitation. After seeing Mo Lisao's powerful strength, he was now a little suspicious, and he should be the ghost Qi Lord. Inviting, was the decision to come to besiege Mo Lisao too hasty?

but..........

The war has already started, and within Sen Luo's great formation, there is no room for him to go back on his regrets. Moreover, Yue Jiaozi has already prepared for this. As soon as his mind moves, the power belonging to the Holy Body will emerge in his body, and his breath will break through the limit in an instant, and he will shout coldly. He also blurted out: "'~ No matter how powerful he is, he is only one person. Everyone, let's bury the invincible myth of Daozhen's lineage together!"

"kill!"

With a cold drink, the sword calamity Tianyu shot again, Shenhuang Youbu was in his hands, and as the fighting spirit boiled in his heart, he couldn't stop shaking, bursting out with unprecedented sharpness, a sword broke through the air, and went straight to Mo Lisao. .

Although Yue Jiaozi didn't say anything, his eyes that were burning like beacon fires had already shown his attitude. At the moment when the sword calamity was released, he also transformed into a white bone ghost sword. After breaking through the void, accompanied by his treacherous figure, he rushed out.

In desperation, Yi Shiqiu had no choice but to follow suit, and the whisk swept across the room, and He saw a surging cloud of air, turning into countless ice knives and ice swords in the void, slashing out.

The dead were left, except for the swordsman who still stood still, the three black-clothed killers also endured the pain, followed by a series of moves, surging palms gathered like a torrent, to engulf Mo Li Sao life.

"Aha!"

"This powerful opponent, this fatal thrill, is exciting!"

(obtained)

Seeing the attacking powers, Mo Lisao not only did not have the slightest fear on his face, but a look of excitement appeared on his face. When he raised his hand, the book of heaven turned again, and the sword qi spread across the sky. The sharpness and sharpness that is enough to cut through everything, and the direction of the edge, splits life and death.

The seven people in the fierce battle are intertwined, and Mo Lisao is one enemy, without losing the slightest.

Yue Jiaozi, Hu Tianyu, Yiseqiu, and three black-clothed killers, but the six of them became more frightened when they fought over Vietnam. In any case, they never imagined that Mo Lisao's swordsmanship had reached such a state. Although the killing formation was successful, it lost three points of fighting spirit, and the combat power was reduced by four points out of thin air.

In the fierce battle, Mo Lisao's aura continued to rise, and in a blink of an eye, he broke through the limit and reached a new peak. Immediately, he looked at the world's posture, and saw the peak of the sword: "Come on, don't keep it anymore, take out you guys. With all your strength, let me see your limits, and I will let you see... the real Mo Lisao!".

Episode 287: No one in the world has ever seen it before, the real Mo Lisao!

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The sword power climbed to the top, and a word shocked ghosts and gods!

The first show of full strength, the sword is full of energy, the celestial book flying around the body, the sword shadow that constantly emerges, symbolizing the real Mo Lisao, the peak powerhouse who looks down on the world, the insurmountable myth of the heavenly way, composed A unique piece of creation of the gods, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, defeating all enemies, shaking Senluo Ghost Prison.

"hateful!"

In the face of Mo Lisao, who was going all out, everyone felt the pressure doubled, and Yi Shiqiu felt even more regretful than before, regretting whether he should listen to Guiqi Lord's flickering and boarded his pirate ship. Now he wants to disembark, but he is surrounded by people. In the boundless sword sea, where is there any way out?And, most importantly, at this moment, he is the only one who wants to retreat!

Such as the fake ghost unicorn, the more arrogant the person is, he has no intention of retreating at all, the two murders, the memory is imprinted in the depths of his soul, making his hatred for Mo Lisao already reached an inexhaustible level, seeing Mo Lisao Showing all his strength, he immediately pushed to the limit.

"Ye Meitian cried, Shifang Zangzhao!"

The holy energy melts into the ghost energy, the ghost energy enters the holy energy, the two extreme forces, fusion and upgrade, catalyze the roaring of thousands of ghosts. Xiang, actually seems to have opened up an endless hell, wanting to engulf Mo Lisao.

"Hmm~"

"Sacred and evil blended together, extreme eruption, plus 100 battle formation blessing, it seems that in order to avenge me, you have spent a lot of effort, or, for your sincerity, you should do this!"

With a light yawn, he spoke in admiration, and then, Mo Lisao's palms sent out the underworld and Guiyuan's strength exploded, carrying countless sharp sword energy, and with the most powerful posture, he forcibly knocked back the disaster. , Isekiu and the others, and then, between raising their hands, the bamboo slips that swirled around the body were suspended in the air.

"Om..."

The open book of the heavenly tome bloomed with a dazzling light, and washed away the ghost fog that covered the sky. Immediately, a terrifying sword intent that was even better than the previous one spread out, instantly filling the entire ghost prison array. is lit.

"Zheng......"

Accompanied by a high-pitched sword cry like a dragon's roar, the situation changed suddenly, and on the sky, a dazzling divine light that could not be described in words, condensed the Jiazi Divine Armament, and descended majestically.

Invincible!

Invincible!

Mo Lisao held the sword in his hand, and suddenly, the peak sword intent erupted, like raging waves, bursting out in an instant, setting off boundless turbulent turbulence, but condensing and condensing, turning into a sky-high sword pillar, connecting the sky to the ground, shaking the universe.

"God slaying the four musts, Heavenly Thunder Tribulation!"

The extreme move appeared, the situation changed suddenly, thunder fell from the sky, and the thunder shook the universe. I saw Mo Lisao's invincibility in the palm of the hand swirling rapidly, the sword's edge, the endless thunder, condensed a sword light, and the mighty sky, tearing the earth, Carrying an unparalleled catastrophe divine power, whistling, like a torrent of heaven and earth, unstoppable.

"Chong!"

Divine Soldier, Ghost Sword, with the fire of hatred, the extreme confrontation, a long sharp and ear-piercing cry broke out, the mighty storm surged up, and the surging powerful force surpassed the limit of life and death in the beacon fire, but the result was... ....... The thunder robbery from the sky breaks thousands of ghosts, and the victory and defeat are divided by a thousand miles!

"Ugh!"

He couldn't help but let out a scream, and then, in the madness of the sky, Ren Shu Yue's body trembled, and the whole person couldn't stop flying backwards, but the shock across the sky was shocked. The thunder and lightning are still spreading forward, and they are about to engulf the more proud.

"Night, cold kill!"

At the critical moment, there was a sudden cry of coldness, and then, an incomparably cold blade of light suddenly slashed through the air in the blink of an eye. Slashing down, with a bang, the night knife smashed through the thunder.

"what!"

Seeing this, Mo Lisao let out a chuckle, then turned to look at the person who took out the sword, but seeing that the swordsman had returned the scabbard, the man stepped forward slowly on the cold wind, and a cold night elegy was playing in the wind.

"The lonely moon is cold, the night knife is cold, the most hated invincible, the world's peak."

The indifferent poetry trumpet sounded with the cold wind, and then fell with the cold wind, but at the moment when it fell, the Ling Ye knife from the waist of Hate Wu Peak had already been scabbed out. Draw out a cold light of life and death.

At the same time, the sword calamity Tianwei also burst into action, and the sword broke through the air, the sharp sword light, with the fatal wind and cold, and the bone-chilling cold, creating the most ruthless lore.

"Good come!"

Seeing the combination of the swords and swords of Hate Wu Peak and Huo Tianyu, the power doubled, not only did Mo Lisao not have the slightest worry, but he couldn't help but let out a long laugh. Yes........

"Smoke Willow Painting Bridge!"

　(aebj) The famous move is reproduced, the simplest move, the most profound sword intent, the move back to the basics, in the moment when the three meet each other, forcibly break the night sword ghost sword, accompanied by a splash of bright red, it is the most eye-catching for the loser imprint.

But one wave of Fang Ping, another wave came, the three black-clothed killers attacked again, the surging palm power, like a mountain torrent and tsunami, swept the sky and covered the earth, and the power was so great that it could shake the world.

Mo Lisao held a sword in his hand, and there was no sign of fear on his face. He opened his mouth and let out a long whistle. Invincible in his palm, he swayed a series of fierce sword lights.

"Come on everyone!"

Seeing that Mo Lisao was so powerful, the seven people present couldn't help but feel horrified. According to the current situation, if it is completely for the sake of completeness, retreating is the best choice. And when Mo Li Sao is trapped in the vibration, how can you give up easily?

So, after he gave a cold drink, the seven immediately joined forces, brushing the sword, brushing the dust, palming the magic, and without any reservations, Qi Qi sent out the most extreme siege towards Mo Lisao, and this was exactly what Mo Lisao could do. What Li Sao wanted, accompanied by a long and excited laugh, the sword shook with thunder, and the lightning circled around him, fighting against all the strong with the most powerful posture.

Strong, strong, strong, the dragon fights the king of hell!

Outside the Funeral Pass, there was the most extreme father-son battle in the world. Dragons and tigers met, and it was about to start without the slightest reservation. The moment Xuanbin made his move, it was the most powerful killing move. The king of the peak, with his own Wang Wei who looks down on the world, is difficult to shake.

"Three moves!"

In the fierce battle, King Yan said coldly: "My son Xuanpin, don't say that I, the father and king, will not give you a chance, three tricks, as long as you can hurt the father and the king, what if the throne of Senyu is given to you?"

"Then you just wait to give way, Jiu Jue Li Hate!"

Hate, anger, and coercion, Xuanpin has thoroughly mastered the martial arts of the King of Hell for many years, just for this battle at this moment, in the long whistling sound, the magic power is urged to the limit, and a powerful blow, even without the magic sword in hand, It is also necessary to bow the head of the devil in front of him.