'Puffy!'

The golden point of light soon attacked Li Jianfeng's body. 【】

Whether it was attack speed or strength, Ji Mo's sword just now was perfect, and even Li Jianfeng barely had time to react.

But after the explosion, Li Jianfeng still stood in place with a big smile on his face, and he didn't even use the fairy sword in his hand to resist just now.

"This ......"

Ji Mo felt powerless for a while, this was his strongest attack now, but he still couldn't help Li Jianfeng.

No matter how experienced he is in combat, even if Ji Mo hits Li Jianfeng ten times, the other party can only hit him once, but Ji Mo's attack is completely ineffective against Li Jianfeng, but the opponent's attack is enough to seriously hurt Ji Mo, or even die, if he continues to fight like this, Ji Mo will not have the slightest chance of winning at all.

Standing in place, although Li Jianfeng was laughing, it was very uncomfortable to be tumbling in his body at the moment, but in order to hit Ji Mo, this Li Jianfeng also fought hard, swallowed back the blood that was about to squirt out, and pretended to be fine.

Although the defense of the immortal weapon suit is very strong, it is impossible to break through, but after all, it is impossible to defend against all the attacks, is Ji Mo's strongest comparison a joke?

Of course, at this moment, Ji Mo didn't know that Li Jianfeng was injured, and Li Jianfeng didn't know if Ji Mo had stronger moves, and the two of them were so deadlocked for a while.

Staring at Li Jianfeng with cold eyes, although the immortal weapon suit made him feel tricky, Ji Mo would not give up.

Thinking of the picture of Zi Yan's face covered with blood, the killing intent on Ji Mo's body surged again.

"Don't think about the immortal armor on his body, you just need to think that you must kill him. ”

Suddenly, the voice of the Howling Wind Sword sounded in Ji Mo's mind.

"Thinking about killing him?"

Ji Mo was stunned, he didn't quite understand the words of the Howling Wind Sword, but the Howling Wind Sword stopped making a sound.

"Kill him, kill him?"

Ji Mo's mind kept echoing with the last words of the Howling Wind Sword, and at the same time, the picture of Zi Yan's serious injury also flashed in front of his mind, and Ji Mo's entire heart was filled with killing intent.

Looking at Li Jianfeng again, a crazy look appeared in Ji Mo's eyes, it was a kind of killing eyes that never stopped, either the enemy died or I died, there was absolutely no third way.

"This Ji Mo, why is his eyes the same as a mad beast?"

Li Jianfeng's heart trembled slightly, looking at Ji Mo, he felt a lot of pressure, even if he had an immortal weapon suit on his body, but being stared at like this by Ji Mo, Li Jianfeng couldn't help but take a step back.

"Hehe! This character is so bad that he was frightened back after a few glances by the other party. ”

Fu Xi smiled slightly, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

Li Tianao was very unhappy when he heard this, but it was a fact that Li Jianfeng took a step back under Ji Mo's eyes just now, although they all understood that there were some differences between Ji Mo at this moment and before.

That Ji Mo seemed to have entered a mysterious feeling. ”

"But I don't know what exactly. ”

"Maybe it's a comprehension of sword intent!"

The people of the Seven Great Sects were talking, but they had no way of determining what was wrong with Ji Mo now, because even they were in the realm that was not qualified to comprehend the Dao.

"Kill!"

Raising the Howling Wind Sword in his hand, Ji Mo's mouth spit out a word that was indifferent to the extreme, looking at Li Jianfeng, but Ji Mo was not looking at a person at all, as if he was looking at a corpse.

'Whew!'

Under the rapid flash, Ji Mo left a long list of afterimages behind him, and the Howling Wind Sword also continued to dance among those afterimages, from the first lift to the final slash, those afterimages were like a picture scroll that recorded Ji Mo's entire shooting process.

"The sword is terrifying!"

Under Ji Mo's emotionless, corpse-like eyes, Li Jianfeng's face also became a little hideous, and he waved the fairy sword in his hand, and Li Jianfeng slashed down in front of him.

The black sword was like an enlarged version of the fairy sword, and the lightsaber skyrocketed tenfold and slashed forward, and under this powerful slash, even the ground with forbidden protection was slashed open, revealing a huge ravine.

"It's slow. ”

With a hint of madness, a voice came from behind Li Jianfeng.

Hearing this voice, Li Jianfeng was taken aback, and quickly turned around, what appeared in front of him was a face with an evil smile, but those eyes seemed a little infiltrating, and in the eyes of the two-color light, some were just crazy.

didn't give Li Jianfeng time to prepare, just as he turned around, the Howling Wind Sword in Ji Mo's hand slashed towards Li Jianfeng in an orderly manner, this method of using the sword looked more like the way of using the sword of a ruffian.

There is no fixed trajectory of the sword, the Howling Wind Sword is still falling from above for one second, but it is from the bottom to the left the next.

Disorderly!

If you really want to describe Ji Mo's attack, then only this gibberish word can describe it.

"Haha!"

While swinging his sword, Ji Mo laughed loudly.

The only thing he thought about was to kill the person in front of him, as for the method, did it matter? As long as he could kill the person in front of him, wouldn't it?

One sword, two swords, and the Howling Wind Sword kept slashing at Li Jianfeng's body.

As the elder brother of Gongzi, Li Jianfeng, how could he ever encounter such a crazy battle? He was directly stunned, and even forgot to fight back, just standing there and letting Ji Mo cut him.

Li Jianfeng's body is indeed a battle suit with a low-grade immortal weapon, and even if Ji Mo's Howling Wind Sword absorbs a sword soul, it is now only promoted to a low-grade immortal weapon, so it can't break through Li Jianfeng's defense.

But if it can't be broken, what about the power of the shock?

Every time the sword fell on Li Jianfeng's body, the heavy impact force made Li Jianfeng feel a little depressed in his body.

And how fast is Ji Mo's attack?

It's just that the time of that breath is enough for Ji Mo to swing a hundred swords, under such a crazy and surging attack, Li Jianfeng's body can't support it, and the whole person is knocked out by Ji Mo.

'Bang!'

It slammed into the wall of space behind it.

'Poof!'

The force of this collision made Li Jianfeng's blood that had been pressing on his heart spurt out.

The scarlet blood fell to the ground, but it aroused Ji Mo's excitement even more, and he once again bullied himself.

Reluctantly standing up, Li Jianfeng was about to search for Ji Mo's figure, but he found that Ji Mo had already gone to him.

"No ......", under Li Jianfeng's scream, Ji Mo's Howling Wind Sword slashed at him again.

Whether from his head or from his chest, Ji Mo kept changing his body shape, attacking Li Jianfeng from all directions, and in less than a moment, Li Jianfeng's face, which was originally a little white because of vomiting blood, quickly turned white.

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