Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

When Broken Sword started, Mo Que suddenly seemed to be a different person, his face was calm, neither joy nor sorrow.

"But if you cut off the sword, what can you change?"

Seeing the rusted broken sword in Mo Que's hand, which had been penetrated by Qilin, leaving several gaps, Qin Yuanming shook his head gently.

Not to mention a severing sword, even if Mo Que is given a divine sword now, he still has the confidence to remain invincible.

At this moment, a few horrified cries from the audience made him frown slightly and looked down the stage.

I saw that among the people in the audience, there were many people with long swords on their backs. At this time, the long swords behind those people were shaking uncontrollably, like fear and worship, as if they were about to be unsheathed.

"Our swords were influenced by Mo Que's Kenshin?"

"What a terrible Sword intent, what exactly is Mo Que's sword heart, it can actually cause all the swords to scream!"

Looking at the sword under the stage was like seeing a tiger cub, trembling constantly, all those sword cultivators changed color, and their hearts were horrified.

You must know that the sword is the life of the person who cultivates the sword. The sword in the hands of every sword cultivator is intersected with their life.

But at this moment, Mo Que was standing on the stage, and the Sword intent revealed could cause all the swords to tremble, which shows that Mo Que's sword heart and sword realm at this moment have reached an extremely terrifying level.

"On the unity of man and sword, the realm of ten thousand swords?" Qin Yuanming finally moved, his face was no longer calm, showing a bit of solemnity.

Although he is not a sword cultivator, he also knows that kendo is the realm of ten thousand swords after the unity of man and sword. With his powerful Sword intent, he can influence ten thousand swords and use all things as swords.

Mo Que at this moment is exactly the body surface that has stepped into the realm of ten thousand swords, and it is only with his Sword intent that he can influence the surrounding swords.

"Jianlou, besides Ning Chen, there is one more evildoer who has stepped into the Ten Thousand Swords Realm!"

Far away from another city, Lou Yuchen, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion who is an old enemy with Jianlou, let out a helpless sigh.

"Never mind!" Although Qin Yuanming was surprised, it didn't mean he was afraid.

His powerful vitality surged, and this time, the vitality turned into nine Pengbirds, and each Pengbird was more than double the size of the previous one.

"Kendo is just a means, as long as your foundation is still Martial Dao, I will definitely cut you!" Qin Yuanming roared, Jiupeng came out.

The three hundred and sixty-five acupoint(s) on his body suddenly dimmed a lot. It can be seen that he has exerted his full strength, which has also caused a great consumption of his vitality.

"Boom!"

Jiupeng came out together, and the sky and the earth turned pale. All those who witnessed this battle at this moment, just looking at the situation, were already weak in their hands and feet, and their bodies were icy cold.

Mo Que was speechless at this moment, the sword bone refined by the golden Sword Qi resonated with the sword in his hand at this moment, and became one with the sword in his hand.

"Buzz!"

The sword in his hand let out a roar, like the thunder of Nine Heavens, and like the roar of a dragon.

"No sun!"

Six-style Return to Self's Sun Sword Stance, smashing Wanfa with one sword, and slashing forward!

"puff!"

The Peng Bird, which was bearing the brunt of the flying, shattered silently under his sword, turned into vitality, and scattered away.

"One sword cut off a Peng bird, what kind of Sword intent is Mo Que, he is so overbearing!"

Everyone in the audience was heartbroken.

Qin Yuanming's face sank, and he urged the remaining eight Pengbirds to attack frantically.

"Boom boom-"

This arena was already dilapidated, and the eight Pengbirds that were several zhang long fluttered together, which shook the world, as if the end of the world had come.

"Shhhhh!"

Mo Que slashed several swords in a row, and for every sword cut out, a Peng bird must have perished.

The sun's kendo is destructive, as if nothing can stop it! However, as one of Dao Palace's highest secret techniques, the Magic Peng Art is no trivial matter. When Mo Que cut nine Peng Birds with his sword, he was also pierced by the Peng Bird's claws in front of him, leaving a few more blood holes.

You must know that his martial arts are usually hard to hurt. If it weren't for Dao Palace's strong secret skills, it would be impossible for him to be injured so badly.

"Shh!"

When the last Peng bird was beheaded, Mo Que stepped in front of Qin Yuanming, cut off the sword in his hand, and moved forward!

"My Dao Palace disciple, I will never lose to Martial Dao!"

While Qin Yuanming was shouting, the acupoint(s) on his body were connected by rays of light, and Mo Que's broken sword was hard-connected from the front.

The arena is already dilapidated, and even if he has a false step, he can't avoid it, and can only take it hard.

"boom!"

A sword fell, and the two retreated at the same time.

Mo Que has multiple blood holes on his body, dripping with blood.

On the other side, Qin Yuanming finally lost his composure, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and part of the light of the 365 acupoint(s) on his body dimmed.

Mo Que's sword shattered many of his acupoint(s) and broke several of his Meridians.

Both of them were seriously injured, and neither of them took advantage.

"I underestimated you!" Qin Yuanming stared at Mo Que coldly with blood on the corner of his mouth, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said, "Martial Dao has fallen, and there are still descendants like you, and my Dao Palace can't allow you to survive in World, Martial Dao must be completely cut off!"

Mo Que had a hard time even standing, his injuries were so severe that the ground beneath him was already red with blood.

He coldly said: "I will not die for a day, and the road to Martial Dao will not end!"

Qin Yuanming stood up strongly, and said coldly, "Martial Dao should never go on, you can't continue on this road!"

boom!

He used Tianxu Step, rushed forward and attacked Mo Que.

After getting close, Qin Yuanming's acupoint(s) was dazzling, and he used the Dao Palace secret method to hide the sky to fight Mo Que.

This technique can make his vitality soar, even if he is close, he has a strong combat power, and people of ordinary Aperture Realm can't compare with it.

"Boom!"

Mo Que and Qin Yuanming fought in close quarters, and there were not many places to stay in the ring.

"boom!"

Qin Yuanming slammed Mo Que with his palm, and his strong and domineering vitality penetrated into Mo Que's body, almost shattering Mo Que's internal organs, causing Mo Que to vomit blood again.

At the same time, Mo Que's broken sword was slashed on his shoulder. The power of the heavy sword also made Qin Yuanming vomit blood. He only felt the power of Mo Que's sword, which seemed to penetrate through his body, as if to shatter the flesh and blood around him. Skeleton all over.

The two fought with serious injuries, and when they hit this place, it was no longer who was stronger, but perseverance and belief.

Both sides were covered in bruises and wounds, and whoever loosened his beliefs first would be unable to hold on and fall to the ground first.

"Are these two really human?"

"They have fought to the point of madness. The injuries suffered by both sides, most people have already died, but they are still as brave as ever, and they are all supported by powerful thoughts!"

"Dao and Wu battle, they each represent the voice of Dao Palace and the inheritance of Martial Dao, and no one wants to fall first!"

All over Qingzhou, people were shocked by the self-destructive battle between the two. The two were like beasts that had completely lost their minds. No one would give up until one of them died in the battle.

"thump!"

I don't know how long this battle lasted. In the end, Mo Que and Qin Yuanming fell to the ground at the same time. At this moment, both of them have become bloody people. If they don't have different clothes, they can't tell who is who.

"Who's winning?"

The people watching the battle had never seen such a battle. At this time, they were staring at the two people who fell on the stage, eager to know the final result.