Chapter 182 Sword Array)
In the central square, there were people from the three sects of Dust Sword Gate, Ba Dao Gate and Blue Star Gate. When Qiao Lingjian received the spiritual ball crushed by Yan Ping, Qiao Lingjian notified all the disciples of Ling Jianmen to come over as soon as possible and arrest Mo Xu. Qiao Lingjian rides a flying beast, so it is faster than other disciples.
You should know that Mo Xu is the wanted target of the whole Dust Sword Gate. Previously, he took Feng Yong to Chenjianmen and was refused to sign up. He injured Qiao Lingjian and five or six disciples, which angered the five elders of Chenjianmen. The five elders ordered Mo Xu and others to be wanted.
Although Mo Xu joined the birch gate, the five elders ordered that they did not dare to disoly obey. So when Qiao Lingjian said that Mo Xu was here, more than a dozen disciples gathered in the central square rushed over. The purpose is to capture Mo Xu.
"Mo Xu, stop and get rid of it!" More than a dozen disciples of the Dust Sword Gate immediately rushed up, surrounded Mo Xu in the center, and pulled out their swords one after another, pointing their swords at Mo Xu and Feng Yong.
"Brother Qiao, Brother Qiao!" Two or three disciples of Chenjianmen ran over to inspect Qiao Lingjian's injury and took out the potion he carried with him to heal Qiao Lingjian. After shouting several times, Qiao Lingjian was unconscious and did not respond. The two disciples of Chenjianmen shouted, "Cook Mo Xu. He injured Brother Qiao!"
Several dust sword disciples who originally surrounded Mo Xu all showed anger, and the thin swords in their hands emitted a bright blue light.
"This is a good show."
"But Mo Xu is really awesome. He defeated Yan Ping and Qiao Lingjian alone."
"Yes, it's a pity that with so many people now, it's difficult for him to escape from this situation."
People in the alley began to discuss one by one.
"Brother Mo, you go first. I'm blocking them here." Feng Yong stood up, stood in front of Mo Xu, and said with a heroic face, "Brother Mo, you saved my life. Now it's time for me to repay. With the way you feel, as well as your seven-level warcraft black tiger eagle, it is not difficult to escape.
Mo Xu smiled bitterly. Yes, with his current perception of the wind, not to mention a group of Wu Xuanqi, even when he meets a group of Tongtianqi, he is confident to escape. But if he escapes, what about Feng Yong?
Feng Yong is just a martial artist at the first level of enlightenment, and his strength can't beat them at all. But if Feng Yong is really used as his shield, is Mo Xu still Mo Xu?
Mo Xu frowned, opened the space ring, released the swamp eagle out of the ring, and said, "You ride it. The swamp eagle is a seven-level warcraft, and these people can't hurt it."
Yes, the seven-level Warcraft has been comparable to Tongtian's advanced strength. There is nothing that a group of Wu Xuanqi can hurt.
Feng Yong looked grateful and jumped on the back of the swamp sculpture.
"Bin the sword array!" At this moment, among the more than a dozen people around Mo Xu, a slightly older teenager shouted.
As the teenager shouted, other disciples also raised their swords in their hands. More than a dozen sword lights burst out of the sword body in their hands and gathered in the sky. The Taoist sword nets are intertwined, but they form a sword web like a spider web.
"Now, I heard that the sword-binding array is one of the powerful arrays of the trapped people in the dust sword gate. It is difficult to escape even if it is through the sky. Now that Mo Xu is trapped inside, I'm afraid it is difficult to escape."
"Alas, it's a pity that Mo Xu is also a genius."
When the people in the alley saw this, they couldn't help sighing. Obviously, they don't think that Mo Xu is besieged by so many elites of the Dust Sword Gate and can escape smoothly.
"Wow..." The black tiger eagle suddenly flew up, but it had not yet flown to the sky, but touched the tight sword net.
Hearing the countless sound, the sword net emitted a dazzling light, like swords cutting back and forth in the air, and then the swamp carving was bounced down, and the wings connected to the sword net were covered with blood. Even the seven-level Warcraft black tiger eagle was seriously injured at this time.
"Wow..." The swamp sculpture made a slightly moaning sound.
Mo Xu felt a pain in his heart and immediately took out a bottle of third-level potion and smeared the wound where the swamp wings were cut. Then he put the swamp eagle into the space ring, and he was reluctant to let the swamp eagle fight again.
The swamp carving has accompanied him for more than half a year, and he has gone through a lot of dangers. If he hadn't had to, he wouldn't have used the swamp carving.
"Brother Mo, I'm sorry." Feng Yong jumped off the back of the swamp carving and said firmly, "Brother Mo, go quickly. I can resist them here for a moment."
Feng Yong has seen the perfect way of Mo Xu's understanding, which not only makes his body extremely fast, but also makes his body more flexible. Not to mention these sword nets, even if they are more dense, he can easily escape.
"Don't worry, leave it to me." Mo Xu said. It shook the fate wheel in his mind again... If Mo Xu really left at this time, then Mo Xu would not be Mo Xu.
"Mo Xu, hurry up and get it! None of you can escape."
"You first started a battle in the Chenjianmen area, then injured my iron sword, and now you have injured Brother Qiao. Today, I must capture you!"
The disciples of Chenjianmen said one by one.
Feng Yong stood beside Mo Xu, clenched his fists and looked angry. These people are really bullying.
Last time, it was Qiao Lingjian who took action and provoked the battle at the dust sword gate. As for the iron sword, how could he be injured if he didn't want to sneak up on Brother Mo during the test? And this time, it was also Qiao Lingjian who took action first. If it hadn't been for Qiao Lingjian, the two of them would have left long ago.
"A bunch of bastards, I'll fight with you!" Feng Yong immediately rushed up, surrounded by spiritual power. He believed that with his current strength and burning spiritual power, even if he could not stop these people, he could at least delay for a period of time. Taking advantage of the delay, Mo Ge could escape.
Mo Xu had been thinking about how to deal with the current situation, but he didn't expect to suddenly see Feng Yong rushing up, with a strong spiritual power boiling on his body. His heart suddenly shouted, and the airway was used. He instantly stopped Feng Yong in front of Feng Yong and hit Feng Yong in the chest, which made him stop. Mo Xu shouted, "What are you doing! "
"Brother Mo, you saved my life. Now that you are in danger, I will rush to the front." Feng Yong said.
"Get out of here, I said, give it to me!" Mo Xu cursed, but in his heart, he was very moved by Feng Yong's words.
Isn't it Feng Yong's righteousness that you like?
"You two, don't cherish each other anymore." The surrounding disciple of the Dust Sword Gate shouted coldly, and the slightly older disciple danced with a thin sword in his hand and said, "Sword array, strong pressure!"
With the disciple's words, many dust sword disciples around them acted one after another. The long sword in their hands flashed with sharp sword light, and then all the sword light condensed and converged into a round cover shape, aimed at Mo Xu and Feng Yong in the center.
Mo Xu instantly took out a counter-ordinary knife from the space ring. His body was like the wind and disappeared in an instant. The knife body emitted horrible energy and instantly touched the round-shaped sword light.
The fate turntable has a half-month knife bonus, coupled with the inherent power of the extraordinary knife and the power of the knife formula. Together, the power of this knife is not weaker than the top combat skill of the green level, and even the same as the green level combat skill.
The extraordinary knife collided with the sword, and the powerful shock force scattered, like an earthquake, "Boom!" The surrounding unsolid wall collapsed directly, and the ground also cracked.
"Run, the house is going to collapse!"
The people in the alley scattered one by one, but they didn't want to miss such a wonderful battle. They ran to the distance and watched it again. Two or three idle disciples of Chenjianmen also ran far away with Qiao Lingjian and Yan Ping in their arms for fear that the two injured people would be fluctuated.
After Mo Xu cut the sword light with a knife, he only felt the endless power rebounding from the extraordinary knife in his hand. "Peng..." Mo Xu finally couldn't help it, and his feet were directly bounced off the ground.
At the same time, the round-covered sword that was cut by Mo Xu collapsed.
"Brother Mo." Feng Yong caught Mo Xu from the rear. Seeing that Mo Xu was injured, he rose angrily and couldn't wait to rush to kill this group of bastards. Even if he died, it was worth it.
Mo Xu grabbed Feng Yong's wrist with his right hand and stared at him fiercely: "Don't cause me any trouble!"
Mo Xu covered his chest with his other left hand and stood up with pain.
When fighting with Qiao Lingjian just now, Qiao Lingjian almost penetrated Mo Xu's chest with one blow. Now he uses the knife formula to exert all the strength in his body regardless. In this way, it naturally involves the wound and makes Mo Xu, who was already in pain, more painful.
Feng Yong was immediately stunned... Yes, isn't it troublesome for Mo Xu to be a first-level battle? Thinking of this, he also stood still in a daze with many unhinghes in his heart.
Mo Xu looked back at Feng Yong, and that's what he wanted. Feng Yong is too righteous. This is a good thing and a bad thing. Just like now, he knows that he can't fight and rushes up, which is purely a death-seeming act.
The ten people who used the sword array all took a few steps back, and their faces turned a little pale. This Mo Xu is too strong. The knife just now is at least a green combat skill, otherwise it is impossible to break their sword array. It's really hard to imagine that a guy from Wuxuan period can perform green combat skills. Such a person must be eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise he will only be a big enemy in the future.
However, fortunately, ten people performed together. Even if it is broken and distributed among ten people, each person's injury is not heavy.
The older disciple took a sword flower in his right hand, his pupils shrank, and shouted, "Sword array, disappear!"