Chapter 902: Devouring the Sword
Excalibur psychic, to be recognized, needs to have the power to make it surrender.
Mo Yu looked calm, raised his hand and grabbed it forward.
Boom –
The breath of the unparalleled sword path is like a volcano erupting, erupting with a bang!
The black long sword trembled, as if piercing into an invisible barrier, and its speed dropped suddenly.
Every inch of progress becomes incredibly difficult.
It struggled violently, its blade erupting in a black halo, but it couldn't break free from the suppression.
It took a moment for the black sword to fall silent.
Mo Yu reached out and took it into his hand, and the black long sword let out a low roar.
Accepted!
Although I don't know where the black sword came from, its quality is definitely one of the highest in the Sealed Sword Pavilion.
But at this moment, Mo Yu's face changed slightly, and he sensed that in the depths of his eyebrows, a certain existence suddenly revived.
Immediately, a terrifying devouring force erupted from it.
However, this devouring power was not aimed at Mo Yu, but the long sword in his hand.
The black long sword trembled violently, like a sheep being targeted by lions, tigers and beasts, and lost the strength to struggle.
Immediately, Mo Yu could clearly sense that the powerful sword momentum it contained spurted out wildly, and all of them disappeared at the center of his eyebrows.
After a few breaths, the black longsword still had its appearance, but it had lost all power.
Mo Yu's hand moved slightly, and it turned into powder silently.
The entire Sealed Sword Pavilion suddenly fell silent at this moment, and all the long swords in the battle stood still.
They surrounded Mo Yu, and they actually conveyed a sense of scrutiny, as if they had discovered something incredible.
At this moment, Mo Yu didn't care about this, his brows furrowed, and his face showed solemnity.
Suddenly, the one who devoured the black long sword was actually the Xuanhuang Palace, which had been silent!
This treasure of the Xuanhuang clan is even more faint at this moment, conveying a longing. Could it be that it can devour the power of the sword and restore its own strength?
Mo Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.
This treasure definitely belongs to the supreme treasure level, and if it can be controlled in his hand, it is enough to make his strength skyrocket by one level.
After thinking for a while, Mo Yu suddenly raised his hand, and another long sword fell into his hand.
Boom –
At the center of the eyebrows, the devouring power exploded again, and in just an instant, the power of this sword, which was obviously not of low quality, was swallowed up and turned into a piece of powder.
The aura of the Xuan Emperor Palace has been raised a little again.
......
Outside the Sealed Sword Pavilion, everyone looked strange.
Inside, why is it suddenly quiet?
Could it be that the Seven Elders are choosing, which sword to choose?
Yes, it must be that.
Jian Mo and Jian Cheng glanced at each other, revealing deep admiration at the same time.
is worthy of the seventh uncle!
In the next moment, the space flickered slightly, and Jian Wudao's figure suddenly appeared, his face was gloomy, and he shouted in a low voice: "What happened to the Sealed Sword Pavilion?"
Jian Mo was startled, and hurriedly saluted, "See the teacher!" Seventh Senior Uncle is choosing a sword in the pavilion. ”
"Choosing a sword?" Jian Wudao frowned, what was going on, he sensed it clearly, the breath of a peerless sword just now suddenly disappeared.
Could it be that this has something to do with Yumo?
But what is he doing?
At this moment, Jian Wudao's brows furrowed again, and he sensed it more clearly when he got closer, and there was another sword aura in the Sealing Sword Pavilion, which quickly weakened and finally disappeared.
If it had been someone else, he would have broken in directly, but it was Mo Yu.
Just when Jian Wudao's face was cloudy, the space flashed continuously, and Jian Wuyan and the others, who sensed that something was wrong, rushed one after another.
"Senior Brother Sect Master, what happened, why did the long sword aura that belonged to the Sword Demon Ancestor in my sense have disappeared. Jian Wusheng was the first to speak, with a calm expression.
He worshiped the Sword Sect, and his inheritance belonged to the Sword Demon Ancestor, and he admired this Sword Sect's power very much, and he also wanted to recover the long sword he left in the Sealed Sword Pavilion, but he was unwilling to give up after repeated attempts to no avail.
When I suddenly sensed this today, I was naturally angry.
Jian Wuya and the others also looked solemn.
Jian Wudao smiled slightly bitterly, "This matter is not clear to this sect. He paused, "Mo Yu is choosing a sword in the pavilion. ”
"Is it him?" Jian Wusheng frowned, he didn't know anything about this Seventh Senior Brother who suddenly appeared, and only out of trust in Jian Wuyan did he agree to let him worship under the teacher.
But today's events made Jian Wusheng feel a trace of doubt in his heart.
Could it be that this person was sent by which force to infiltrate the Sword Sect and destroy it?
Jian Wuya shook his head, "This sect can be sure that the seventh junior brother has no intention of harming my sword sect, and the third junior brother does not need to doubt it." As for the truth of the matter, I think that when he comes out, he will give you and me a reasonable explanation. ”
As he spoke, he couldn't help but smile secretly bitterly in his heart, it was the kung fu of these few words, the sword aura in the Sealed Sword Pavilion disappeared again.
What is this rain ink doing?
"It's not good! The inheritance sword left by the Sword Spirit Master Ancestor is rapidly weakening...... It's gone!" The sword was unintentionally angry and shouted, the cyan sword robe on his body was windless, and his old face flowed out.
She is a descendant of the Sword Spirit Ancestor, and when the inheritance sword is destroyed, she is naturally furious in her heart!
Several high-ranking members of the Sword Sect were suddenly unable to calm down.
The sword in the Sealed Sword Pavilion seems to be shelved all the year round, and it is not of much use.
However, it is one of the powerful foundations that the Sword Sect has inherited for tens of thousands of years.
Its importance is not at all under the Sword Sutra!
Every sword, put into the hands of a disciple of the Sword Sect, can directly burst out with powerful combat power.
Especially the swords left by the ancestor-level powerhouses of the Sword Sect in the past dynasties were even more precious, even if they all longed for them.
If it is allowed to be destroyed, the strength of the entire Sword Sect will be weakened by at least three layers invisibly!
"Sect Master, we can't wait any longer!" Jian Wuya said in a deep voice, "No matter what Mo Yu is doing, you must interrupt him immediately!"
"That's right, my Sword Sect has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and it must not be destroyed if it has the scale of the Sword Pavilion today!"
"Sect Master, please make a decision quickly!"
Jian Wudao's face was ugly, and after a period of uncertainty in his eyes, he nodded heavily, "Okay!"
He believed in Mo Yu's judgment, but in the current situation, he had to take action.
I only hope that Yumo will not be dissatisfied with the Sword Sect because of this.
But at this moment, before they could stop it, the Sealed Sword Pavilion suddenly trembled, and it collapsed with a bang.
Jian Wuya and the others' bodies froze suddenly!
Poured......
Fengjian Pavilion actually fell!
The sudden incident made their minds stop for an instant, but then the scene in front of them made their hearts contract suddenly, and their faces were completely gloomy!
I saw that at this moment, Mo Yu stood in the air among countless swords, like a black hole, frantically devouring the power of these swords.
No wonder before, there was a constant disappearance of the sword breath, it turned out to be like this!
This Yumo, what kind of vicious secret method has he cultivated, he can actually forcibly plunder the sword momentum in the long sword!
But at this moment, no one thought about it anymore, and the fiery anger made their eyes red.
"Damn it, stop me!" Jian Wusheng was the first to burst into a shout, raising his hand and slashing forward.
Boom –
The emperor's sword shook the earth, and the entire sky was dark, sprinkling the breath of endless destruction.
But what was shocking was that this sword slash didn't cause any damage to Mo Yu at all, and was directly dispersed by the terrifying sword momentum around him.
And the source of this sword momentum is the countless sword of the Sealing Sword Pavilion that is constantly being plundered of power.
They are actually guarding Mo Yu from the outside world.