When Master enters Beiliang, all gods on land bow their heads!

There is a possibility of frostbite in the lungs!

However, with Mo Yixi's cultivation, it is not impossible to prevent the cold air of Bingxuan Jin from entering his body.

The reason why Yu Wenhuaji still chooses to do this is precisely to limit Mo Yixi's performance to the greatest extent.

Let's create better offensive opportunities for Song Que!

"drink!"

At the same time when Yu Wenhua released Bingxuan Jin, Song Que seemed to have reached a tacit agreement with him.

Song Que's aura rose to its peak in an instant.

He took a step forward, raising his hands above his head.

The pair of pupils that were originally full of brilliance now shone slightly in the dark night.

The blade of the Heavenly Saber actually glowed with a snow-white light.

This is not moonlight or other light, but under Song Que's deep internal strength.

On the blade, there is a kind of vision!

In this way, it represents the power of Song Que's knife, how terrifying it will be!

This knife was infused with Song Que's decades of genuine energy and his understanding of the supreme knife realm.

All the essence is integrated into this knife.

It can be said that it is the strongest knife he can make in his life!

Rumbling--

The entire mountain seemed to be infected by Song Que's aura.

It trembled slightly under Song Que's feet!

……

"Heavenly Knife, is this the Heavenly Knife..."

"If this knife is cut down, it will be terrible!"

At the beginning, seeing Song Que, Yu Wenhua and the two great masters of the Sui Dynasty teaming up, the warriors were suppressed by Mo Yixi.

Although he didn't say it on his lips, he actually had a thought in his heart that "Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, seems to be nothing more than that".

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Until now, when Song Que used this saber.

Everyone really felt how Song Que's true strength lived up to the name of the Heavenly Sword!

Even at that moment, they seemed to feel that they were Song Que when he was just a fledgling.

The unlucky opponent he faced was Ba Dao Yueshan.

Facing Song Que's knife, there was no room for resistance other than admiration!

……

"Master told me back then that Song Que, the Heavenly Saber, was as famous as the three great masters of the Sui Dynasty even though he was young."

"Not only is his skill not weaker than them at all, but he is still above the three of them."

"Because Song Que is an undoubted genius!"

Outside Xueyue City, Shi Feixuan, who was watching the gold list with Master Fan Qinghui, couldn't help but exclaim.

"yes……"

Fan Qinghui's eyes moved slightly, as if following Song Que's mighty knife.

Caught in some memories that made her unable to extricate herself!

……

"Haha, good time!"

On the top of the mountain, Mo Yixi, whose skill of controlling the sword was shattered by Song Que, did not panic.

Seeing Song Que and Yu Wenhua and the two of them, it was obvious that they had resorted to their own unique skills, intending to use this to recruit and fight with themselves to determine the outcome.

Mo Yixi took a sip of the wine from the gourd unhurriedly.

As if he raised his hand, with a whoosh, the ancient sword that was shaken by Song Que suddenly felt inspired.

Fly back to Mo Yixi again.

"Bacchanalia, sword, rise!"

Mo Yixi raised his hand and pointed his fingertips towards the sky. Suddenly, the ancient sword hummed.

Golden sword energy continuously emerges from the blade of the ancient sword.

Immediately afterwards, the ancient sword soared into the sky.

Song Que, Yu Wenhuaji and the others only heard the sound of a sword's edge flapping.

.......

Immediately there was a golden energy above his head, and when he looked up, the golden sword light turned into two, two into four, and four into eight.

One sword turned into ten thousand swords in a blink of an eye, and the light of the sword shone through the night!

"not good!"

Although Yu Wenhuaji didn't know how Mo Yixi did it.

But the infinite sword energy emanating from the sharp edges of the ten thousand ancient swords enveloped him and Song Que endlessly.

Yu Wenhua felt as if he was trapped in Senluo Hell.

As long as these sword edges fall, I will have no bones left!

"Song Que, don't let him use this trick!"

Without Yu Wenhua and reminders, Song Que's speed is faster.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Mo Yixi, and was about to strike down with a knife.

"Heavenly Sword, Wanjian Jue!"

Mo Yixi shouted, swiped, and the clanging of countless long swords resounded.

Tens of thousands of sword qi above the head, like a downpour, crashed down!

And Song Que's knife also struck at the same time!

In the sound of pinging, pinging, and bang, Song Que's saber shattered thousands of Mo Yixi's sword qi.

As for Yu Wenhuaji, he also tried his best to use Bingxuan Jin to seal the falling of hundreds of sword qi.

But Mo Yixi's sword energy is still tens of thousands, endless.

It's like the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

puff!

puff!

The bodies of Song Que and Yu Wenhuaji were pierced by the sword energy that fell first, and blood flowed immediately.

Dye the two into one blood man!

"Drink!"

Song Que exhausted all his strength, contained all the remaining power in one knife, and slashed at Mo Yixi!

Mo Yixi shook his head slowly.

With another movement of the finger, countless sword auras blocked Mo Yixi's body in an instant, blocking Song Que's last saber aura!

Seeing his own knife, he couldn't even get close to Mo Yixi's body.

On Song Que's face, there was an unconcealable shock!

"Hehe, hehehe..."

After being shocked, Song Que's eyes slowly widened.

Instead, a strange smile appeared on his face.

Accompanied by louder and louder, as if crazy laughter.

"God is the mind, the will is the body and mind, every time a knife is made, the whole body follows, and the will of the gods is one."

"Song Que has been practicing swordsmanship for 30 years, and he believes that the realm of swordsmanship has entered the supreme realm. There are laws when there is no law, and there is no law when there is law."

"Now, even a knife can't reach the opponent."

"Looking back on the past, it's really ridiculous, ridiculous!"

In Song Que's laughter, there seemed to be madness, but also the unspeakable desolation of the hero's end.

His tall figure stands in the sword rain, allowing Mo Yixi's endless sword energy to penetrate his body!

"No, it's impossible..."

The same situation was not much better than Song Que's, and even Yu Wenhuaji's situation was much worse.

At this moment, he was nailed to the ground by Wan Jian in embarrassment.

And the pupils had already been slack, Yu Huaji was already on the verge of death.

Still murmuring in disbelief.

"No, it's impossible... how could I lose, how could I lose..."

Facing Song Que and Yu Wenhuaji, who were also at the point of death, they behaved differently.

Mo Yixi stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the top of the mountain.

Clothes are fluttering, and the bones are immortal, like a fairy who will ride the wind away at any time.

"Oh, idiot, idiot."

Mo Yixi shook his head.

With the movement of his finger, Wan Jian fell.

The entire mountain top was instantly shrouded in a cloud of dust and dust!

After the sword energy dissipated and the smoke cleared, the entire mountain top was in a mess.

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"You Xing plays with the sun and the moon, lies drunk on the clouds and laughs at the world, ha..."

Mo Yixi stood on the top of the mountain, the mountain was full of flying dust, but not even half of it was contaminated by him.

Only the bright moon above his head shone on him, which made this person look chic and happy.

Mo Yixi shook his head, and when he raised his hand, thousands of sword qi rose from the ground.

Then it merged into an ancient sword and flew back into Mo Yixi's hands.

Mo Yixi carried the ancient sword behind his back, and carried the wine gourd in one hand, turned around and staggered towards the top of the mountain.

……

"Eh! That's not..."

Seeing that Mo Yixi was about to step into the air and fall off the cliff, many people subconsciously exclaimed.

However, in the next moment, they saw that Mo Yixi was stepping on the void step by step.

It was like walking on an invisible bridge in the air, and his figure was wobbly because he was half drunk.

Then, step by step, until he was submerged in the endless night!

"No wonder..."

After countless people watched Mo Yixi's figure disappear, they took a deep breath as if belatedly.

"This Mo Yixi is actually a land fairy!"

"No wonder, they were able to defeat Song Que, Yu Wenhua and these two masters!"