Chapter 393 Beidou Breaking

The almost **less body slowly fell from the air, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. The whole person was like a sad fallen leaf in the autumn wind, beautiful and sad. Almost desperately looking at those Hehuan monks who rushed to him fiercely, the sticky and disgusting eyes glanced at his body. Wusheng's heart crossed his heart. He picked up the last trace of Zhenyuan and wanted to detonate his Yuanying and die with these Hehuan monks. Fare, restrain the front!

Abruptly! A sword light abruptly rose from behind the leading Hehuan Sect monks. The strong sword spirit, the murderous spirit of the air, and the invincible Gengjin sword, immediately pierced the protective light of a Hehuan Sect monk, straight into his spine, and stirred violently. The monk of the Hehuan Sect screamed. The whole body escaped with extremely abnormal fluctuations, and obviously it was also the idea of self-detonation.

A dry and dark palm suddenly emerged from one side and gently pressed it on the chest of the struggling monk of Hehuan Sect. At that time, the monk's dangerous breath was immediately converged into a ball, and his eyes also showed despair. The sword light trembled, and the monk, who had already been a high-level yuan god, was viciously stirred into a blood mist all over the sky by Mo Congfeng.

The godless son beside him frowned slightly and dodged to avoid the flesh and blood all over the sky. Although it is a high-level yuan god, under the sneak attack of Mo Lianfeng, the peerless sword practice, and coupled with the means of imprisonry of the first godless son in the law hall, the two, together, they have killed the high-level monk of the yuan god in a flash, without any mud and water. Obviously, Mo Congfeng's eyes have turned red. Otherwise, how could he make such a sneak attack with his character and personality?

This Hehuan Sect took advantage of the elites of Miaocheng Sect to sneak attack Miao Chengzong's residence with Ghost Dun Sect. Wuyin was seriously injured. Such news has made Mo Lianfeng furious. Without a little hand, Mo Congfeng combined his sword with his body and turned into a huge sword rainbow in an instant, which was his most powerful skill of wearing a sword. As the first seat of Wei Yufeng Tiangong Hall and the master of the refiner, Mo Lianfeng abruptly refused the ** of many magic weapons. He has tempered the bladeless sword in his hand for hundreds of years. Now the sword has been united. Such a master did his best to send out a huge blow and hit it out with a sword. Wherever he went, no one can pick up the front. !

A sword was cut down fiercely. With this huge blow, Mo Congfeng chopped the high-level monk who was in the way a few miles away, and his body had taken Wuyin in his arms. The warm body temperature and greasy and slippery skin made Mo Congfeng stunned, and immediately went down the long shirt given by the deep mountains, wrapping the soundless whole person tightly. His wife can't be so naked and let all the men present look around. Mo Minfeng has decided that after this matter, he will go to Mu Cuifeng to propose marriage. He wants to marry Wuyin and be his Taoist couple.

Only when you lose it can you know how to cherish it. The pain of almost losing his lover makes Mo Lianfeng suddenly wake up. He simply no longer care about everything. After deciding to go back, he will marry Wuyin. Hundreds of years of love and hatred should also come to an end. The godless son and other monks have fought with the monks of the Hehuan Sect. Although there are many monks of the Hehuan Sect, there are more elite monks brought back by Mo Shufeng this time. In an instant, several flying swords surrounded and killed a disciple of the Hehuan Sect.

However, the huge shout of killing did not affect Wuyin and Mo Jiefeng at all. Wuyin stretched out his delicate jade hand and gently wiped away a trace of blood on the corners of Mo Jingfeng's mouth. It was just in order to rush in, and the hidden injury caused by the high-level monk of Yuanshen. After all, Mo Yufeng only Only the middle level of the gengo. You finally came, I thought..." Mo Zhenfeng looked at the flower-like delicate face and slender white neck. Thinking of the beautiful body he had just seen, he couldn't help but feel extremely hot, but he was still tender. "I'm coming. They're dead!" Mo Congfeng kissed her on his voiceless lips fiercely and put her on the ground, "Wait for me. We will get married after we go back!" Come on, turn around and turn into a sword light and rush into the air.

In front of so many people, she was kissed by Mo Congfeng, and her face turned red, but she didn't want to struggle and resist at all. Such a domineering man was her favorite. And the last sentence made Wuyin immersed in great happiness. What a yearning word to get married. From the first time I saw this handsome brother, the girl's heart flashed this idea more than once. After so many years, so many ups and downs, years of wishes have finally come to fruition. How can she not be ecstatic?

Standing in the fierce wind, Wuyin was wearing Mo Congfeng's wide clothes, and his white calves were exposed in the sun. The flying clothes made the beautiful woman of the character faintly reveal a seductive snow white. However, she stood in the wind in a daze and looked up at the sword light, as if waiting for her husband's return. Generally. Tightening the belt, Wuyin smiled secretly in her heart. It seemed that this nerd still cared about herself. Just now, in Mo Yufeng's eyes, she saw the huge jealousy and murderous intention.

Whoever's wife has been seen, and the husband is in such a mood, right? Mo Congfeng frowned and looked at the high-level monks of the yuan god who stubbornly resisted, with murderous intent in his eyes. The disciples of Hehuan Sect who were present in an instant have been killed, leaving only the leader with the highest cultivation, and the cultivation of these people is too high. With the joint hands, the masters of these sects are helpless. After all, such a level of battle can no longer be made up by quantity.

Behind Mo Zhenfeng, several spiritual books up to several feet long immediately flew out. In an instant, he had surrounded the station of Miao Chengzong, and the protective array, which had been broken and disappeared, appeared again. After all, there are still many disciples who have been drugged by Hehuan Sect and are still unconscious. If they are affected, they will really become lambs to be slaughtered. An illusory sword spirit loomed in the array above Mo Zhenfeng's head. Obviously, he was arranging a powerful array.

With the pinch of Mo Congfeng's determination, the spirit stone Lingjian flew out, and the huge sword in the air was already like an entity. The mysterious and tedious patterns on it were stacked layer by layer, and a destructive power overflowed from it. If Gan Ping was on the side, he would certainly be surprised to find that the pattern given by the mountain of the giant sword is several points similar to his own magic blood knife. This is an attack formula that Mo Congfeng learned from the complicated array on Ganping's blood sword.

And the Yuanshen monks of Hehuan Sect, who were fighting for trapped beasts in the distance, also felt the breath here. Looking at Mo Zhenfeng, who was as majestic as a god, they couldn't help changing their faces. The breath of the hundreds-foot-long giant sword also makes them feel frightened. However, although they can work together to resist the attacks of others, they can't escape at all.

Mo Zhenfeng also saw sweat on the top of his head. Based on his previous array, he connected hundreds of miles of earth spirit veins and sent out a huge blow. Such a fusion formula has gone beyond the category of swordsmanship array, but is a combination of the two. After all, manpower is sometimes poor, but the aura of heaven and earth is endless. With the aura of heaven and earth as the backing, it concentrates on one point. Such a formula has exceeded the cognition of the immortal world.

Withsturing the great pressure, Mo Zhenfeng roared, and the terrible sword hundreds of feet long above his head roared out. The target was the recalcitrant Hehuan monk in the field. Get out of the way!" With the roar of Mo Congfeng, those many sects who had been on guard for a long time immediately dodged a way and exposed the monks of the Hehuan Sect among them.

Looking at the huge sword that destroyed the world flying, several people were so scared that their souls flew out of the sky. The strong pressure came down, suppressing the four people to death in it, and it was difficult to move. Nan Dousheng, Beidou is dead! The stars change, and it's up to me to live and die! Cut! Broken! Destroy!" Mo Congfeng's blue veins burst out on his head. Although it was not his own strength to send out this blow, he manipulated such a large force of heaven and earth to attack, which also made him a little unable to hold on.

Under the fierce pressure of the terrible blade, the four people did not dare to neglect it. The eight palms were connected and rotated endlessly in the air. At the critical moment of life and death, the four Yuanshen monks immediately joined hands to issue the strongest blow, and many magic weapons and mysterious soldiers were shining and welcomed them upwards. The skin is not hairy, and it has reached the juncture of winning the lawsuit, but it can't hurt his magic weapon.

One of the monks of Hehuan Sect shouted loudly: Let's surrender! You can't kill us. Don't you want to know who is in charge?" Mo Congfeng's face was pale, and he commanded the giant sword to press it viciously, "I don't care who you are!" Today, you are going to die, and the Hehuan sect will also be destroyed. No matter who is in charge, he will die!" Mo Congfeng is not arrogant. Today's events have angered the good and evil factions. With everyone's hands, no matter who it is, they will turn into flying ashes, leaving no trace.

In everyone's shocked eyes, the huge sword light, like a hammer knocking an egg, smashed the magic weapon all over the sky, and instantly broke the protective array and treasure light of the four yuan god monks, and suppressed it viciously. Under this blow that gathered hundreds of spiritual power and vitality, even the four Yuanshen masters could not resist it. In an instant, they howled and turned into a blood fog all over the sky. Even the Yuanshen who wanted to escape were fiercely stirred into pieces by the sword spirit and disappeared between heaven and earth. Beidou Breaks the Sword! World War I became famous!