Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

The owner of the thirteenth floor, Mu Qingyi, was the woman in Tsingyi who was injured by Yao Lao when she bluntly said that Mo Que was not worthy of the Star List before the Medicine Building.

Today, the red-clothed woman Mei Lingshuang in front of Mo Que was born on the thirteenth floor and was the disciple of Mu Qingyi, the thirteenth master.

"Mo Que, you are just a body cultivator, the road ahead is cut off, you are not qualified to compete for the Star list, and now you have committed public anger in the ruins, and you will die today!"

Mei Lingshuang's figure is exquisite, and her red clothes are more beautiful than fire, but she is like a little plum in the snow, and her whole body is full of icy chills.

"If you want to kill me, it's up to you?" Although Mo Que felt that the woman in red had extraordinary strength, it might not be enough to kill him.

"Since we are here to kill you, we are well prepared!"

Several other disciples stood up, and one of them said: "Mo Que, you have to take a good look! That day Yao Lao injured seven landlords, seven of me are the disciples of those landlords, and each of them is the first in their respective buildings. one person!"

Another disciple sneered and said, "The first person in the Seven Great Sword Towers joined forces to kill you. No matter how strong you are today, you can't escape death!"

The seven landlords on that day wanted to deceive Mo Que as a body cultivator, and wanted to abolish Mo Que's qualification to compete for the Star list.

The thirteenth landlord, Mu Qingyi, was captured by Yao Lao's second finger.

The other six landlords were injured by Yao Lao Feiye.

Now, the disciple on the seventh floor has come for revenge, waiting on the road ahead of Mo Que, to kill him!

"The first person from each of the seven sword towers, plus the other twelve elite disciples of the sword tower, you really look down on me!" Mo Que sneered, but his heart was heavy.

To be able to rank first in their respective sword towers, the strength of these seven people is probably not weaker than Feng Xiaoyun.

Together with the other disciples on the twelfth floor, they represent the nineteen landlords who attacked Yao Lao that day!

"Since you are a body cultivator, you should honestly withdraw from the competition. You are not worthy of the competition, but since you want to fight, you dare not enter the ruined realm. This is your own death!"

The one who spoke at this time was the first person in the eleventh sword building. He had a proud face, and his name was Ji Changkong.

"People who are dying, there is no need to say more, kill!" Another disciple opened his mouth, snorted coldly, and shot again.

"Shhhhh!"

The swords moved again, blocking all of Mo Que's escape routes, while the seven genius disciples kept their eyes on Mo Que and cooperated with each other to block Mo Que's speed.

As long as Mo Que performs Star Step, they will block with their swords, making Mo Que's speed unplayable.

"Clang clang clang!"

These seven swords can keep up with Mo Que's speed and attack at the same time.

Mo Que's broken sword swept across, and the sun's Sword intent swept back seven swords, but at the same time, other disciples, Yu Jian, slashed and tore several wounds on his body.

"What early stage is invincible, but this is just a body cultivator. If it is really invincible, how can it be abandoned by the world?" Ji Changkong sneered when he saw the wounds constantly appearing on Mo Que's body.

It is really difficult for Mo Que to fight dozens of disciples alone.

If he hadn't reached the realm of Vajra, his mortal weapons would be hard to hurt, and the swords of those ordinary disciples would have chopped him to pieces.

Hearing Ji Changkong's words, he laughed angrily, and said, "Dozens of you have joined forces to kill one of me. You really have the guts to make such mad words. If you have the guts, why don't you fight me alone?"

Ji Changkong's face sank, and he hummed, "You are a body cultivator, you are not worth the table at all, and you are worthy of fighting against me?"

It really is a man who is not wanting face, invincible in the world. He relied on the power of everyone to surround and kill Mo Que, but he dared to reprimand Mo Que for being useless, but he did not have the courage to fight Mo Que alone!

"It really is in the same line, the seven landlords of you were shameless and wanted to deceive Yaolou without a background, so you were hurt by Yao Lao. As their heirs, you are not wanting to face each other!"

Mo Que shouted angrily, but was blocked by the swords of the seven geniuses, and his body was injured more and more, and his clothes were dyed red.

If it weren't for his martial arts, his physical body was strong, he would have already fallen down at this moment. "People who are about to die, dare to use their words!" Ji Changkong was furious, urging his long sword to become more and more fierce.

Mo Que had one sword and one sword against the seven genius swords. The pressure was extremely high. At this moment, Ji Changkong's long sword accidentally passed through his shoulder, dripping with blood.

"You're aggressive in your mouth, but under my sword, you're still not like a lost dog, unable to fight back?" Seeing this, Ji Changkong was very disdainful, and said coldly.

At this moment, Mo Que was extremely weak, his face was pale for a while, and his footsteps had become vain.

He coldly said: "You can only hide behind people and bark. If there are no obstacles from these people, I will kill you, a sword is enough!"

"You're not ashamed!" Ji Changkong hummed: "You are so proud, I will kill you with my own hands to see how you can be proud again!"

Seeing that Mo Que was already weak, he no longer had any scruples, grabbed the long sword, and took the initiative to kill Mo Que, intending to kill Mo Que himself.

"Today, I want to avenge my Master's revenge against Yao Lao!" Ji Changkong rushed to Mo Que in anger, raised the sword in his hand, and wanted to cut off Mo Que's head.

"boom!"

At this moment, Mo Que, who was weak, suddenly burst into flames, his hand interrupted and the sword trembled, as if there was some kind of resonance with his right hand.

At the same time, there was a faint golden light on the dark broken sword.

Resonate right sword bone, plus the power of the sun!

"Boom!"

Mo Que's broken sword is cut out, the power of a sword seems to be able to control mountains and rivers!

Ji Changkong's face changed greatly, only then did he realize that Mo Que was deliberately pretending to be weak, and he got angry and led him to take a shot!

At this moment, he made no reservations, and shot with all his strength. He resonated with the sword in his hand, and he also reached the realm of the unity of man and sword!

"clang!"

However, the power of Mo Que's epee was unstoppable. This sword broke the long sword in Ji Changkong's hand, and the blade flew out.

In addition, Mo Que's Broken Sword was unabated, and when a sword struck, Ji Changkong lost his long sword, so he had to run his vitality and block with a horizontal hand.

With a click, his hand bones were broken, and the power of Mo Que's epee was as heavy as a mountain!

"You!" Ji Changkong was shocked and angry, and quickly retreated, his face extremely gloomy.

"I want to cut you, one sword is enough!" Mo Que's words resounded in his heart, making his face sink like water.

If it wasn't for Mo Que's severe injuries, this sword would have killed him.

And even so, if Mo Que cut off his sword, that would be the life of a sword cultivator!

"This person is extremely dangerous, don't be careless, do your best!" The red-clothed woman Mei Lingshuang shouted angrily.

Originally thought that Mo Que was seriously injured, but he couldn't fight for a long time, so everyone slowed down and wanted Ji Changkong to finish Mo Que with one sword.

Who would have thought that Mo Que was still so fierce, he broke Ji Changkong's sword with one sword, and also broke his hand!

"boom!"

Just when people were about to take another shot, Mo Que stomped hard with tens of thousands of pounds of divine power, smashing the ground, causing the earthquake to tremble, and many disciples could not stand firm.

Taking this opportunity, Mo Que cast a star step, traversed in one step, and retreated.

"Don't let him go!" Mei Lingshuang shouted angrily and started to pursue her.

Today is the number one of the seven sword towers, and with so many disciples besieging and killing, if Mo Que still escapes, it will be a great shame!

The other six sword building geniuses, except for Ji Changkong, who had broken his hand, the other five also shot, sacrificing swords, and beheading Mo Que from a distance.