"Su Wen, the name of Ximen Chuuxue Sword God, came here today, and I hope I can give you some advice."

He realized the cursive-character sword formula, far surpassing all martial arts in the world.

Although it has not been able to do it yet, a blade of grass cuts off the sun, the moon and the stars.

But it is not something that mortal warriors can match.

However, since it is an experience, Mo Shenggu will naturally choose to suppress his own cultivation, and will not use the grass-word sword formula!

In the continuous experience, deepen the understanding of Cao Zi Jian Jue!

"Mo Shenggu actually came to compete with Ximen Chuuxue? He is a sword fairy!"

"Ximen Chuuxue is not at the peak of the great master, the gap between the two is too big, how could it be Mo Shenggu's opponent."

"I think it's very likely that it's just a competition of swordsmanship, not necessarily the use of cultivation."

"If Daxia Mo and Ximen Chuuxue were just fighting swords alone, how many swords do you think Ximen Chuuxue can make?"

"Ximen Chuuxue is known as the God of Swords, and even entered the Unrivaled Ranking. His swordsmanship is extraordinary. I can think of dozens of swords without any problem."

"Not necessarily, Daxia Mo is a sword fairy in this world, Ximen Chuuxue can make ten swords is no small feat."

Everyone couldn't help but speculate that Ximen Chuuxue could strike a few times in front of Mo Shenggu.

That's right, it was a few swords!

After all, Mo Shenggu is already a sword fairy in the eyes of everyone.

Although Ximen Chuuxue is hailed as the sword god, but only some people in the world think so.

Obviously, it is impossible to be Mo Shenggu's opponent.

Ximen Chuuxue was able to strike a sword in front of Mo Shenggu, which was already very rare.

As for how many swords can be used, it has become a topic of curiosity for everyone.

......

"Susu Daoist, do you think Ximen Chuuxue can make a few strikes in front of Mo Daxia?"

Wan Wan smiled sweetly and looked at Su Li curiously.

Su Li didn't answer, but raised a slender finger meaningfully.

"A sword?"

Wanwan was surprised.

She is no stranger to the sword god Ximen Chuuxue, and is a master of swordsmanship among the younger generation.

Even some martial arts masters who have been famous for many years are no match for Ximen Chuuxue.

If it's just a competition of swordsmanship, Ximen Chuuxue shouldn't be able to only use one sword.

Just when Wanwan was surprised.

Su Li's raised finger shook.

"In front of Senior Brother Mo, Ximen Chuuxue has no chance of using his sword at all."

It is true that Ximen Chuuxue is a genius in swordsmanship.

But what Mo Shenggu practiced is Cao Zi Jian Jue, which is the supreme sword art in the fantasy world that is many times stronger than the world of comprehensive martial arts!

It can cut the sun, moon and stars, and it can break the ages!

Even if Mo Shenggu didn't reach this level, Ximen Chuuxue couldn't compare.

......

"Lu Xiaofeng, you said that if Mo Shenggu really competed with Ximen Chuixue."

"How many swords can Ximen Chuuxue make?"

Hua Manlou asked curiously, although his eyes were blind, they were very bright, like two precious stones, shining with divine splendor.

however.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't respond.

At this time, Lu Xiaofeng seemed to be struck by lightning, he was stunned in place, his eyes were wide open.

He remembered something.

Ximen Chuuxue once said.

A few years ago, he met a mysterious person.

In front of that mysterious person, Ximen Chuuxue didn't even have the courage to draw a sword.

"Lu Xiaofeng?!" Hua Manlou asked.

Only then did Lu Xiaofeng come back to his senses, his throat was a little dry, and he spoke with difficulty: "One... sword..."

"A sword?"

Huamanlou was a little surprised.

"It's a sword that didn't come out..."

Lu Xiaofeng's faint voice sounded.

......

"It turns out that the mysterious person was Wudang Mo Shenggu!"

Dugu Qiubai stood with his hands behind his back, with a complicated expression on his face.

A few years ago, he was also defeated by a mysterious person!

The mysterious man's figure was hazy, as if he was in chaos.

But Dugu Qiubai has been able to confirm that Mo Shenggu is the mysterious person.

He wanted to lose all his life but failed, but when he met Mo Shenggu, he suffered a defeat in his life!

"I don't know how many swords Ximen Chuuxue can make?"

Dugu Qiubai stared at the picture in the sky, and became curious.

......

on the screen.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned tightly, with an extremely serious expression.

After pondering for a while, Ximen Chuuxue exhaled foul air and said in a deep voice:

"Please!"

He is very clear that he is not the opponent of the comer.

To be able to fly with a sword, and to cross the Qingming, is definitely a rare master among celestial beings.

But he is very clear that if he refuses to fight today, his cultivation base may not make any progress!

sword!

Rui also!

Go ahead!

Those who practice swords must have a spirit in their hearts.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, he can cut him with the sword in his hand!

He forced him to be strong, and I smiled to the sky with my sword!

"it is good!"

A flash of approval flashed in Mo Shenggu's eyes.

The voice fell.

A ray of sword intent escaped from his eyes.

however.

In the eyes of everyone.

This ray of sword intent has the power to cut the sky and destroy the earth!

That is not a wisp, but a monstrous sword intent!

The whole world was enveloped by this sword intent, sweeping across tens of miles like a storm!

Buzz!

this moment.

Within Kyushu.

Countless sword cries suddenly sounded.

Everyone was shocked to find out that under the outbreak of Mo Shenggu's sword intent.

Their swords all trembled violently involuntarily.

China Pavilion.

The heroic sword, which had never been drawn out of its sheath, let out a clanging sword sound, and was drawn out of the sheath 890 times.

Inserted at Wuming's feet, the sword trembled like a pool of autumn water.

......

"My peerless sword?!"

Bu Jingyun cried out in surprise.

The black and heavy peerless sword trembled so violently that even his unicorn arm couldn't suppress it!

......

"What a terrible sword intent!"

"How many swords can I strike in front of this person?!"

Guanyuan upstairs.

Lang Fanyun sighed softly, full of emotion.

At this time, the well-known Rain Overlapping Sword kept trembling.

His palm, which was much slender than others, was placed on the blade of the sword.

Lang Fanyun has long been one with the sword, and the Fuyu sword is indistinguishable from him.

At this moment, he could feel the fear of Fu Yujian.

With just a ray of sword intent, countless swords in the world tremble and fear.

What kind of swordsmanship realm is this?

Lang Fanyun really didn't know that if he faced Mo Shenggu, he would be able to use his sword.

a sword?

Or can't even get out of the sword?

......

The screen continues to play.

Infinite sword intent enveloped the world.

It made Ximen Chuuxue feel extremely depressed and uncomfortable, as if he was in a raging torrent.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do anything.

The pressure brought by the sword intent is increasing.

"How can someone practice swordsmanship so terrifyingly? I have met many opponents, and I have even fought against heaven and humans."

"However, this person is far above everyone else. What realm has he reached?"

Ximen Chuuxue felt almost suffocated.

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