Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

"Humph!"

Seeing Mo Que take the initiative, Chu Zhifan offered his Flying Sword and shouted coldly, "Without a sword in your hand, do you think you can beat me with just the power of Martial Dao?"

The Flying Sword broke through the air. Chu Zhifan knew that Mo Que had a strong martial physique. He kept a distance and did not give him a chance to get close. There was only a Flying Sword with a long sword glow, and he shot from the air.

"Chichi-"

The red Flying Sword was filled with bursts of scorching heat, the body of the sword was red, like a fire, it was slashed with force, and the powerful sword glow distorted the void.

"clang!"

The shocking thing happened to Chu Zhifan. The Yangyan Sword, which he was proud of and had no advantage against the enemy, was caught by Mo Que with his bare hands. The red Sword Qi failed to hurt Mo Que at all!

"Sword of the Fire Path? It seems to have a different attribute from your last sword!" Mo Que snapped the precious spirit sword in his hand and broke it into two pieces.

"Mo Que, you dare to break my spirit sword!" Chu Zhifan burst into anger.

The Yinli Sword and the Yangyan Sword were originally a pair. The last time he was in the Hundred Beast Mountains, his Yinli Sword was captured by Mo Que, and now the only Yangyan Sword left was broken by Mo Que!

"You killed me as an incarnation in the Hundred Beast Mountains. In the Ancient Sword Relic Realm, I already spared you once, and now you dare to come, do you really think I am a soft-hearted person?"

Mo Que's words fell, and he stepped on nine steps in a row, the ground shattered, and the power was terrifying.

Nine steps on the star!

"Shh!"

Chu Zhifan was terrified, he put a talisman under his feet, and with the help of the power in the talisman, he avoided Mo Que's step, flew into the void, and opened up the distance.

Looking at the ground where Mo Que stepped out of a big hole, he was horrified and knew that Mo Que was strong in martial arts.

It's just that Mo Que doesn't have a sword in his hand now, as long as he doesn't let Mo Que get close, he's not afraid.

"It's a Practitioner after all, without vitality, you can't fly into the sky, otherwise how could I come to you alone?" Chu Zhifan stood above the void and said with a sneer.

No matter how strong Mo Que is, even if he can defeat Ning Chen and Ye Chenxue, but now that he has lost the sword in his hand, Martial Dao, how much can he do?

As long as he was in the air at all times and kept his distance from Mo Que, he was confident that there was no danger, and knowing that, he dared to chase after him alone.

"boom!"

Just when Chu Zhifan thought he was absolutely safe in the air, Mo Que stepped on the ground, shook up a piece of gravel, and took it in his hand.

Chu Zhifan still didn't know what Mo Que was going to do, but Mo Que stretched out his fingers and flicked the stone out of his hand.

"boom!"

That small pebble made an explosive sound, and its speed was as fast as thunder.

Chu Zhifan's face changed slightly, but when he saw Mo Que throwing a stone at him, he was furious, and he took out another sword and raised his sword to meet him.

He didn't want to dodge, and it would be a shame if he didn't even dare to pick up a stone thrown by Mo Que!

"clang!"

"puff!"

The two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

The first sound was that the sword in Chu Zhifan's hand was broken by the small stone.

The second sound was that the stone sank into Chu Zhifan's chest, passed through his heart, and flew out from his back, and went straight forward, breaking through the air, and it didn't even land on the ground!

"My Sword Qi can't stop a small pebble?" Chu Zhifan's vitality was unstable, he vomited blood, and landed from the air, his heart was horrified and unwilling.

"Yao Lao can use flying leaves to shoot down six landlords in Jianlou, but I used stones that are far harder than flying leaves. If you can't even break your Sword Qi, how can you repair Martial Dao!" Mo Que said coldly. .

His current martial arts have greatly improved, and his strength has improved a lot compared to when he fought with Ye Chenxue. Even if there is no sword in his hand, how can a Chu Zhifan be his opponent? "You are so strong!" Chu Zhifan's eyes showed a bit of remorse.

The strength of Mo Que's martial arts is far beyond his imagination. If he knew this, he would never take the risk and chase after him alone.

"Hehe..." Chu Zhifan, whose heart was pierced, suddenly grinned and said, "Mo Que, I admit that you do have the talent and strength to continue Martial Dao, but that's useless, because you can't. Live!"

"The Dao Palace is going to cut off Martial Dao, the Sword Pavilion is going to take your sacrificial sword, and the Sword Pavilion will not allow you. The sky and the earth are huge, but you have nowhere to stay!"

His heart was pierced, he was about to die, and he had endless hatred for Mo Que in his heart.

It's just that his strength is far inferior to that of Mo Que, so when he is dying, he is cursed with resentment and wants Mo Que to live in fear and despair even if he lives.

However, Mo Que's Jianxin was firm and calm as before, but another stone popped out, piercing Chu Zhifan's eyebrows.

Chu Zhifan's eyes widened immediately, and he fell on the spot, unable to die any longer.

Murderers are always killed.

Mo Que is not a Saint. This Chu Zhifan tried to kill him several times. If he was kind, it would be the kindness of a woman.

In this world where strength comes first, The Weak are Prey to the Strong, benevolence, and sometimes a sin.

"If this person can find this place, so can others. If you continue to stay here, I'm afraid that people from Dao Palace and Jianlou will soon find them." The mysterious voice sounded in his mind.

Mo Que nodded, but said nothing, jumped into the magma again, and continued to train.

"You still haven't run away?" the voice in his head asked in surprise.

"Dao Palace wants to get rid of me, Sword Pavilion wants to kill me, Jianlou wants to kill me, Qingzhou is big, but where can I escape?"

Mo Que was very calm and said, "Since we know that everyone in the world is an enemy, instead of running away, we might as well improve our own strength in the shortest possible time."

In my mind, the mysterious voice was silent for a long time, and after a while, a soft whisper came out: "Yeah, if I know the enemy in the world, where can I escape? If I had the courage like you, maybe..."

The voice gradually became lighter, and Mo Que could no longer hear the words behind.

The voice was mysterious and unusual, and he never revealed much about his own affairs. In the past, he also ignored Mo Que, and Mo Que didn't ask any further questions, because he knew that he didn't get any results.

In the magma, he continued to cultivate, and the power of the sun in his body was constantly improving with the help of the power of the earth's heart and fire.

Today's Mo Que, there is a touch of gold in his blood, and as the blood circulates in his body, it reaches all over his body.

As the golden color gradually increased, it formed a golden thread in Mo Que's body, running through the flesh and blood of Mo Que's body.

This is the inner law of Mo Que, the power of the sun.

Although he cultivates the way of the sun, it is impossible for him to truly produce a round of scorching sun in his body. Even if he can do it, there is still a long way to go.

But even if this is a trace of golden sun power, it is enough to make his martial body and mortal body very different.

One billionth of the power of heaven and earth would almost make Mo Que explode, and one billionth of the power of the sun also contained a mighty power that ordinary people could not bear.

"Crack!"

After that golden thread appeared in the blood, Mo Que's martial art was stronger than before.

If he didn't use Martial Dao's method to control his body, his current body weight would be at least 10,000 kilograms. Standing on the ground, he would sink directly into the ground.

This is the result of the condensed flesh. According to legend, the Practitioner's body has been cultivated to the extreme, and his body is unrivaled. A hair can cut mountains, and a drop of blood can shatter a star.

Although Mo Que is still a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from that Realm, his physical body is amazing enough in this world.

"Buzz!"

On this day, Mo Que was continuing cultivation in the magma, and a message from Mu Yunshang came from the communication talisman: "The Yun family has borrowed a secret treasure, which can sense the breath of a certain person, and has already found out that you are in the ruins of the Wudian Temple. ."

"Sword Tower, Dao Palace and other major forces have already sent the strong to get the news."