I, Copy Becomes Stronger

No, he must keep Jiu Xuan here!

At this moment, Zidao Shangxian was even more furious: "Jiuxuan, you are so arrogant that you don't pay attention to me, Ba Dao Pavilion!"

"Shh-"

Zi Dao Shang Xian's figure flashed, and the long saber in his hand slashed in Liu Qi's direction.

However, he still had scruples about His Royal Highness Jiuxuan's identity, and he didn't dare to attack Liu Qi directly, but beheaded the person beside him.

"Om-"

Countless sword glows seemed to tear through the entire void, beheading Mo Lao and the others behind Liu Qi.

Old Mo's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help feeling flustered.

Just a blade light is enough to kill him, how can he protect the people behind him.

At this moment, the eyes of the disciples of the Mo family were full of fear and despair.

Could they not escape the fate of being exterminated?

At this moment, Mo Chen Shangxian sent a voice transmission to the people around him: "Do it!"

"Shhhh-"

A few figures flashed and flew towards Liu Qi's direction.

High Immortal Mo Chen restrained High Immortal Shan Fan, while the other spirit immortals attacked Liu Qi one after another.

Seeing this scene, Zidao Shangxian's pupils shrank: "This Mo Chen's purpose is to kill His Highness Jiuxuan?"

Mo Chen and the others are too courageous!

If they really succeeded, wouldn't Naba Sword Pavilion also be dragged into the water?

Is this their purpose from the beginning?

Thinking of this, Zidao Shangxian's pupils shrank. He was a majestic Shangxian, but he was used by the Mo family.

However, it was too late for him to regret it now!

Even if he wanted to save His Highness Jiuxuan, it was too late!

Just between the lightning and the flint, a finger stretched out in the void, and with a light tap of that finger, all the blade light dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, the finger directly passed through the void, and directly crushed several spirit-level powerhouses.

"Om-"

At this moment, the whole world was quiet.

The entire void seems to be blocked, and even everything is still.

"Bang bang bang-"

The bodies of those immortal-level powerhouses exploded in mid-air like gorgeous fireworks.

At this moment, that finger pointed at Mo Chen Shangxian again.

"puff--"

Mo Chen Shangxian spat out a mouthful of blood, and the long sword in his hand was also shattered into countless fragments, and even his body had a few more blood holes.

The blood soaked out and immediately dyed his clothes crimson.

"This... is this His Holiness?"

Mo Chen Shangxian looked horrified, and his heart was full of fear.

How could there be a Venerable beside His Highness Jiuxuan?

On the other side, Zidao Shangxian watched that point pointing at him, his pupils shrank, and his heart was filled with fear.

Although he didn't know who this venerable was, he knew very well that it was definitely an existence he couldn't compete with!

"No, I can't wait to die!"

Zidao Shangxian immediately crushed Badao Pavilion's token, and shouted into the void: "Pavilion Master, help!"

"Om-"

A phantom crossed the void and landed directly on the Moxing Immortal Realm, followed by a powerful saber aura.

This person is the owner of the Overlord Sword Pavilion—the Lord Sword Lord!

All of a sudden, those weak Mohist disciples couldn't bear the saber energy at all, and all spit out blood.

Liu Qi's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in his heart: "What a domineering sword spirit!"

At this time, the venerable sword king looked down at the crowd, and asked in a cold voice: "Who is it? How dare you hurt the person who dominates the sword pavilion?"

Chapter 770 Ten Venerable Guards

Seeing the master of the sword king's pavilion, Zidao Shangxian was overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted: "Pavilion master, save me!"

However, that finger didn't have any scruples about the existence of the Lord Saber, and still clicked down.

"Your Honor?"