Immortal Mortal

The half-moon heavy halberd was sacrificed by Mo Wuji, and it also rolled up a halberd.

If the sword light of the knife seal was like fallen leaves falling from the sky, then Mo Wuji's halberd light was like sand and stones swept up by a strong wind.

The fallen leaves bring a sad late autumn, and the sand and stone roll up the thick desert.

Neither of them stretched out their fields, this is not a battle, this is a duel between the supernatural power of the sword and the supernatural power of the halberd.

Boom! The fallen leaves and the desert collided together, rolling up blade lights all over the sky. This space is full of murderous auras, the fallen leaves all over the sky are torn into smaller blades, and the desert all over the ground is also blasted away, blasting pieces of halberds.

Dao Feng's eyes became brighter and brighter. This is the supernatural power he wanted. His supernatural power lacked that kind of grandeur and vigor, and when it was displayed, it was always a kind of borderline sadness and desolation, just like a winger. And Mo Wuji's halberd blade came from the ground, which was the kind of thickness and vastness he needed.

Maybe today he will reap what he lacks most.

At this moment, even the monks on the outermost periphery could feel the biting killing breath, and retreated one after another.

Dao Feng was even more excited, the exploding halberd light had already torn several cracks in his clothes and skin, he seemed to have disappeared, and stepped forward again, the long knife in his hand was drawn upwards from the inside out.

The Shadow of the Cross Sword Falls in Sad Autumn... The sword intent was even more mournful, and with a sword intent that would make the world cry, he struck up with the cross.

A cross knife mark is formed from bottom to top, dividing the space into four lobes.

The space seemed to be scratched, filled with a sad atmosphere. If the first cut of the knife seal is just the autumn leaves, and the second cut is the whole sad autumn.

Under this blade intent that tears apart space, everything will turn into illusion, and everything will be torn apart by the blade intent. The knife was intended to be merciful, but it was merciless where it was cut.

Sure enough, he had formed his own Dao of the Sword, and with the same roll of the heavy halberd in Mo Wuji's hand, the desert that filled the sky disappeared.

The first time his halberd light was from bottom to top, this time his halberd light was from top to bottom. As soon as the halberd fell, it was no longer a halberd, but a long silver river.

The long river poured down, engulfing the Cross Sad Autumn.

Boom boom boom! The two divine channels collided together, and the space exploded once again. The sword light collapsed, and the halberd shadow split.

The sadness and sadness of late autumn are swallowed up, and there is only one kind of thick and vast.

Crack! The knife-sealed hand bones were blasted by the powerful halberd shadow backlash, but he stared blankly at the halberd shadow flowing down like a long river. The halberd shadow devoured his supernatural power 'Cross Blade Shadow Falling Sad Autumn' and turned into a galaxy.

Like the first supernatural power, he also lost the second supernatural power, and the loss was not on the same level.

The eyes of Qing Ruoyue, who was watching the battle from a distance, lit up, and the shadow of the knife seal was drawn out. She even wanted to cry for this knife. Such a terrible knife, what else can she do except sacrifice her own blood for it? She couldn't figure out how Mo Wuji could break the knife, maybe Mo Wuji could escape.

But when Mo Wuji's long river fell, she realized that she was wrong. Compared with the paranoid Luoqiu's sad crossed knife shadow, Mo Wuji's long river was even more vast and heavy.

Perhaps, this is the real way, whether it is the way of the sword, the way of the halberd, or the way of the sword.

Dao Feng could escape through embarrassment or injury, but he didn't escape, he just watched the long river pouring down. If he died under such supernatural powers, it was his good fortune. He sighed a little, at least he didn't have time to carefully comprehend this magical power recently.

Crack! The immortal yuan in the air suddenly froze and made crackling sounds, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Mo Wuji's mouth.

His half-moon heavy halberd stopped alive in the air, and he was a little speechless. This Dao Feng is really an unreasonable guy. Although his long river of halberds is powerful, he still can't kill Dao Feng. But in order to feel the halberd, this guy didn't use any means to avoid it. Instead, he waited for the halberd to fall.

He didn't want to kill Dao Feng, so he could only stop his long river abruptly. Fighting with a Da Luoxian, but not being hurt by the opponent, but hurting himself, this kind of thing is not only depressing.

What a halberd. Seeing Mo Wuji stop the halberd light, Dao Feng couldn't help admiring. Instead of thanking Mo Wuji for sparing his life, he praised Mo Wuji for his halberd.

Mo Wuji put away the half-moon heavy halberd, and said calmly, If you want to die, don't mess with me. I've already caused enough trouble.

Dao Feng didn't seem to know that Mo Wuji was talking about him, and he still asked, I heard that you have a third sword... oh, it's the third halberd supernatural power, why didn't you show it?

What can Mo Wuji say when he meets this kind of person? He could only say angrily, I have no grievances with you, and I don't want to kill you.

Mo Wuji's words were really not bragging, even though Dao Feng was much stronger than Ni Ju. Mo Wuji's current strength is much stronger than when he fought Ni Ju back then? If the third halberd, Sunset Knife Seal, still didn't dodge, he might not even be able to control this halberd to stop halfway.

Hearing Mo Wuji's words, Dao Feng showed a trace of disappointment on his face. Then he asked eagerly again, Brother Mo, why is my Dao of the Sword in front of your Dao of the Halberd, like a small stream meeting a big river?

This kind of theoretical thing, Mo Wuji's understanding is really stronger than Dao Feng by more than one realm. His exercises are all self-created, and the supernatural powers he created are naturally not comparable to Dao Feng.

Mo Wuji didn't hide his question about Dao Feng, Because your Dao of the Saber only has the intent of the sword and lacks the power of the sword. The supernatural power of only intention but no power may be very strong at times, but it will never become a real top master. Supernatural powers. You have seen the desolation of autumn, but you have not seen the harvest, the beauty, or the majesty of autumn. What you have seen is a corner of autumn, so your sword intent is only a corner when it is displayed, and it is missing a part. momentum.

Dao Feng's eyes widened as if enlightened, how did he think of this before? If he could think of these things, his Dao of the Sword would definitely be several notches higher than it is now.

Thank you, Brother Mo, for your guidance. Dao Feng Gongjin clasped his fists together, and then said seriously, The reason why I didn't avoid Brother Mo's second magical power before is because I like that halberd. Even if I die on that day I am also satisfied under the halberd. I believe that in the future, I may be able to see many supernatural powers stronger than your halberd, and I will definitely not see the magical powers that make my heart move as much as your halberd.

Mo Wuji shook his head, he had no way to understand this thought.

Dao Feng seemed to know what Mo Wuji meant, and said again, What's more, at most I will only be seriously injured, and then retreat and recover for hundreds of years, and I may not necessarily die. As Brother Mo said before, the way of the sword is as much as the way of the halberd and the way of the gun. Since the way of the sword is all the way of killing and cutting, I can only realize that kind of way only by trying the sword with my own body...

He's talking nonsense! An abrupt voice interrupted Dao Feng's words.

A man of medium build, wearing hemp clothes and hemp shoes, walked over with a long sword on his back.

All eyes fell on this man, his appearance was as ordinary as his body and clothes, his face was still a little sallow, the sword behind his back had no sheath, and his whole body was filled with a bloody and murderous aura.

Dao Feng frowned slightly, before he could ask, the man in sackcloth said lightly, Any way is unique, the way of the sword is the way of the sword, and the way of the sword is the way of the sword. How can there be the same thing?

Who are you? Dao Feng asked in a deep voice. He was focused on the Dao of the Sword. The Dao of the Sword that Mo Wuji said was easy to understand. It coincided with the Dao of the Sword he proved, but it only broadened his horizons. The words of the man in sackcloth in front of him were hazy, it was his previous understanding, which made him a little confused.

The way of the sword is yellow and kill. The man in hemp clothes stopped three feet away from Mo Wuji. He was answering Dao Feng's words, but Mo Wuji was looking at him.

Mo Wuji said lightly, You came to avenge your master Sa Jian?

Mo Wuji didn't wait for Huang Sha to answer after asking, he looked at Dao Feng and said, Brother Dao, this person is better at acting than you. If you also wear such a set of linen clothes and hemp shoes, your grade will be raised by a few. Your yellow...what kind of clothes are really not good, I suggest you go back and learn from this guy who can pretend.

Dao Feng didn't know what pretense was. Hearing it was Mo Wuji's suggestion, he nodded cautiously, Brother Mo said, I will definitely correct it when I go back.

For him, everything else is secondary, Dao of the Sword is the first. The reason why he was wearing yellow clothes was also because there were yellow clothes among the clothes he bought casually, and he didn't choose them at all. Every sentence Mo Wuji said before was very reasonable, and he didn't hide his secrets. He believed that it was not nonsense. Any slight change will have an impact on his supernatural powers, which he agrees with.

Huang Sha didn't care about Mo Wuji's attitude at all, and replied calmly, You're right or wrong, it's because I did come to avenge my master. It's not because I have one more thing to do temporarily, then It’s just to show you what is the way of the sword, don’t put all rubbish ways with the way of the sword. The way of the sword is the right way, and there is no way in the world that can surpass it.”

Hahahaha! Grandpa is laughing to death. Another voice came, followed by a taller man. Before the others came in front of him, laughter came first, and when he got close, he pointed at Huang Sha and laughed, Huang Sha, you really can speak the way of swordsmanship. You are a fairy, and you actually challenged me! A Lian Immortal King, no, alchemist Mo should not even have arrived at Daluoxian right now? You, an immortal, are actually going to challenge a Dazhixian, you are really shameless.

The most attractive thing is that he has a pair of purple eyes.

I'm not here to challenge, I'm here to kill him. After Huang Sha finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the sheathless sword fell into his palm. Then, without even looking at the laughing purple-eyed man, he slowly walked a few steps towards Mo Wuji.

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