Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

The scene was silent for a while, Feng Qingyue and others were too excited to speak, the disdain before Yaozu had completely disappeared, and their eyes were fixed on Mo Que.

Yan Wushuang was very unwilling, unable to accept that the strongest big brother in her heart was broken by Mo Que, and he used the Yan family's swordsmanship.

As for Yan Yunkong himself, his face was flushed at this time, he still refused to give up, and desperately urged twenty Flying Swords, trying to break free from Mo Que's fingers.

At this time, he felt as if the twelve Flying Swords were being held down by countless mountains, and no matter how he urged them, it would be difficult to move them.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a few crisp sounds came, and the expressions of Yan Yunkong and Yan Wushuang changed terribly at the same time.

"Oops!" Mo Que exclaimed himself, "I broke your Flying Sword too hard!"

Yan Wushuang's eyes widened in disbelief.

Yan Yunkong's eyes were even more red, staring at Mo Que's fingers, the twelve Flying Swords that had been broken in two.

These Flying Swords are all made by the master of the city of Lingkong with great effort, and they have been refined by the refiner.

The twelve Flying Swords are made of the same material and are of the same origin. Once destroyed, it is almost impossible to find the same material and make twelve Flying Swords with the same attributes!

"You can't blame me!" Mo Que said with an innocent face, "If they didn't want to fly away, I wouldn't clamp them down, and I didn't use much force, I didn't expect them to break so easily. !"

His eyes were pure and he spoke earnestly, and he didn't seem to be deliberately mocking.

But in the ears of Yan Yunkong's brothers and sisters, it became a blatant humiliation.

It didn't take much effort to crush these twelve Flying Swords? Is this emphasizing that he has not done his best, or is he saying that Yan Yunkong's twelve Flying Swords are too rubbish?

"Although I broke your sword, you also broke my clothes, so everyone is even." As if afraid that Yan Yunkong would ask him for compensation, Mo Que thought about it and said quickly.

"You want to compare one piece of clothing to my Twelve Flying Sword?"

Yan Yunkong completely lost his mind, and laughed angrily: "You have insulted me again and again, and now you have destroyed my Flying Sword, insulted my Yan family's swordsmanship, even if I sacrifice my life today, I will definitely make this useless person pay the price!"

Weapons are destroyed, this is the greatest humiliation of cultivation people.

Moreover, this is not only his own honor and disgrace, but also the reputation of Yan Family Swordsmanship. If he cannot defeat Mo Que today, Yan Family Swordsmanship will surely become the laughing stock of the world.

"Brother!" Yan Wushuang seemed to know what Yan Yunkong was going to do, and his face changed greatly.

"Blood Sword Art!"

Yan Yunkong had completely lost his mind at this time, he only heard an angry shout, and then opened his mouth. In his mouth, a bloody Flying Sword flew out slowly.

"Blood swordsmanship?" Even Yaozu on the side changed color.

The Yan family's swordsmanship, the reason why it can cut the wings of flies thousands of miles away, is said to be because every Flying Sword is fed by the people of the Yan family with their own blood for sacrifice. There is an invisible connection.

And the supreme sword of the Yan family's swordsmanship is a blood sword raised in the body.

This sword was raised in the body when the descendants of the Yan family were born, feeding on the blood of the sword master, growing together, and becoming one body.

The connection between this blood sword and the sword master is better than that of all Flying Swords, and the power is far from the ordinary Flying Sword can compare.

However, while this sword is powerful, it is also closely related to the sword master. Once it is damaged, the life of the sword master will also be threatened.

At this time, Yan Yunkong sacrificed the blood sword, indicating that he was planning to fight for his life with Mo Que. "You broke my clothes too, why are you so angry?" Mo Que whispered.

Although he didn't know how valuable Yan Yunkong's twelve Flying Swords were, he knew that the clothes Jiang Li made for him was unique and could not be replaced by anything.

"You're courting death!" Hearing that Mo Que repeatedly compared his ragged clothes to the twelve Flying Sword, Yan Yunkong was even more angry, and in the midst of roaring, he was about to sacrifice this sword and share his life and death with Mo Que. .

"Shh!"

Seeing that this sword was about to fall, at this moment, a Daoist figure appeared and walked towards this place lightly.

The man walked very slowly, but when he walked, the surrounding things seemed to slow down, as if they were still.

I saw this person walking a few steps, stretched out his hand lightly, pinched Yan Yunkong's blood sword, and said with a smile: "You two are both geniuses of the Dao Yi Palace who have obtained the Dao Yuan Talisman, no matter who lives or dies, they will It's the loss of my Taoist Palace, why do you have to separate life and death?"

After he finished speaking, the surrounding things just resumed their normal speed.

Seeing this person, Feng Qingyue and several people changed color at the same time, and immediately stepped forward to salute, and said in unison: "Meet the Palace Master!"

The Lord of the First Palace, Lan Yu!

"Palace Master!" Yan Yunkong saw that Daoyi Palace Master was blocking him, and even if he was extremely unwilling, he had to stop.

"Shhh!" Daoyi Palace Master let go of the blood sword, and the blood sword flew back to Yan Yunkong slowly, he said with a light smile: "Yunkong, today's affairs, let's just let it go, how about it?"

A gloom flashed in Yan Yunkong's eyes, he knew that the first palace lord would come early, but he just hid in the dark place to see who was stronger or weaker between him and Mo Que, and would not show up until the last moment.

But now, Mo Que just broke his clothes, but he was destroyed by twelve Flying Swords, but the Daoyi Palace Master wanted him to stop, obviously he valued Mo Que more in his heart.

"Follow the orders of the Palace Master!" Even if the Palace Master spoke, Yan Yunkong could only bow his head.

"You are Mo Que?" Palace Master Daoyi looked at Mo Que and said, "I sent my disciples to send you the Dao Yuan Talisman, and I'm still wondering why you didn't come to me. It turned out that you ran to participate in the ordinary examination."

"However, although you broke the record and left your name on Tianbei, I have been busy recently, and I didn't go to find out which line you belonged to. I didn't come to take a look until I heard that the Taoist Talisman appeared in the medicine house today."

Mo Que just looked at the Daoyi Palace Master curiously and did not answer.

"You all came here at the same time, you must be asking for Yaozu." Daoyi Palace Master looked at Yaozu again, and smiled: "These two are geniuses of my Daoyi Palace, and I hope Yaozu will take care of them more."

Palace Lord Youdao said, and seeing Mo Que's strength with his own eyes, although he has no vitality, he is not weaker than a genius like Yan Yunkong, even stronger.

This time Yaozu didn't look at him coldly, nodded and took everyone back to Yaolu again.

"Junior is here because he wants to ask Yaozu for a Medicine Pill." Yan Yunkong didn't want to stay for long, so Mo Que first explained his intentions.

The purpose of his coming here is to ask Yaozu for a Medicine Pill that his father had broken through.

I just didn't expect to meet Mo Que and lost twelve Flying Sword.

This made him grit his teeth secretly, as long as he can get Yaozu Medicine Pill and break through Realm, then he will definitely wash away the humiliation of today!

"Mo Que, since you passed the test, I won't test you anymore."

When Yan Yunkong was asking for medicine, Daoyi Palace Master said to Mo Que: "The Dao Yuan Talisman in your hand has many privileges in the palace, you must use it well."

Before Mo Que could answer, Yan Yunkong took Yan Wushuang and left.

Next, Feng Qingyue and others told Yaozu about Mo Que's problem, asking Yaozu to check Mo Que's physique and see if he could cure his amnesia.