The Blood Demon Ancestor was arrogant and domineering in the sky above Miaochengzong, and his words were disrespectful, which annoyed the people of Miaochengzong, and almost all the angry real people wanted to make a move, don't look at the Blood Demon Ancestor who is already a master of the Yuanshen realm, but compared to the sword cultivation who specializes in the way of killing, it is still not enough, even if the angerless real person is only the realm of the peak of the Yuanying, but the huge attack power of the sword cultivation is enough to make up for the gap in the realm and kill the great monk of the middle level of the Yuanshen, not to mention the Blood Demon Ancestor who has just entered the Yuanshen, this Sha Wubei must be about to run into an iron plate. This Sha Wubei is also a tendon master, if this Zihua Immortal Mansion can be kneaded by the top two sects in the Purple Immortal Mansion, then the Demon Gate in Southern Xinjiang has long been replaced, where is his turn? This Sha Wubei has always been used to smooth sailing, and he has long lowered his guard, and hundreds of years of flattery have made him blindly think that he is invincible in the world.

Mo Yongfeng over there has already taken the initiative to ask for battle, and everyone saw that he took the initiative to invite the battle, so they all stopped making noise, this Mo Yongfeng is known as the second sword cultivator in the total interior, just under the anger of the master, if the two are fighting, they need to fight for a few days to distinguish the superior, and the combat power is extremely strong. In that battle seventeen years ago, Mo Yongfeng died tragically because of his beloved, almost crazy, and the scene of sweeping away the demons with a sword alone is still vaguely in front of him, and it was at that time that other sects knew that Mo Yongfeng in the Miaocheng Sect was not only a master of refining, but also a grandmaster-level figure of sword cultivation.

Now that he took the initiative to invite the battle, everyone thought that they could not defeat this sword cultivation master, so they retreated one after another. Seeing that Mo Yongfeng was eager to fight, he agreed: "It's okay to go to Yongfeng, if you make a move, I will be relieved a lot, but this old demon has been crisscrossing southern Xinjiang for hundreds of years, and there are always some ruthless methods, so I have to guard against it, so I must be careful." "No anger real people also know that it is not appropriate to make their own shots, although this matter is because of their own disciples, but as a real person in charge of a faction, if you come to challenge someone casually, you have to shoot yourself, isn't it a joke, then you will lose the face of the sect, but if other people shoot themselves and do not worry, the famous name of the person who came is not a random blow, in case there is a mistake, today this face can be lost, his own junior brother cultivation is profound, a sword cultivation is already superb, and as a congenital Gengjin spirit, practice a congenital Yuan magnetic Gengjin Jiangang, the power is endless, even you have to be careful to deal with it。

Mo Yifeng got the permission of the real person without anger, turned around and looked up at the endless blood cloud ghost waves in the sky, two golden sword lights shot out from his eyes, pierced directly into the thick clouds, and exploded violently, and a muffled snort came from the clouds, it seemed that Sha Wubei had suffered a dark loss. That Blood Demon Ancestor Sha Wubei was complacent in the blood clouds in the sky, but he was not stupid and breathable, but he also knew that the large array under his feet must be infinitely powerful, so he did not pounce, but waited for the reaction within the Miao Cheng Sect. Caught off guard and ate this dark loss, I couldn't help but scream angrily, just as I wanted to scold, there was a sound of Qingyue like a golden stone in my ears, "Sha Wubei, Hugh is rampant, Mo Yifeng is here!"

Sure enough, as the name suggests, this Mo Yifeng's sword is really sharp, and in the eyes of the chief inner disciple, the whole person is like a sharp sword that has just been unsheathed. Stretching out his hand, the flying sword that intersected with his life appeared in the palm of his hand, it was Mo Yifeng's natal magic weapon Wufeng Sword, it was funny to say, this Mo Yifeng as the first seat of the Heavenly Palace, a stretch of refining the art of the magic weapon, but his own magic weapon Xuan Bing only had this flying sword, after hundreds of years of refining in Wenyang, it had already become his natal weapon, he and this bladeless sword have been integrated, one glory and one loss. This bladeless sword has been tempered by him for hundreds of years, and its quality has reached the point of reaching the level of the second grade, and it is only one line away from entering the first grade.

Because of the sword that Mo Yongfeng cultivated, this flying sword is also sharp and unparalleled, and in terms of sharpness alone, it is already comparable to a first-class magic weapon, which is really a killing weapon, but Mo Yongfeng has a strange name like a bladeless sword, which is really a little strange. Between Mo Yongfeng's whole body is shrouded in a layer of golden light, it is the innate Yuan Magnetic Gengjin Jian Gang, the genus of Gengjin is indestructible, the Yuan Magnetic True Force deters the five elements, this innate Yuan Magnetic Gengjin Jian Gang is indeed a great weapon for protection, no wonder Mo Yongfeng does not use other magic weapons, this Jian Gang is enough, can attack and defend freely, why bother to cultivate other magic weapons, as long as their own cultivation is improved, the power of this sword gang will also increase.

In an instant, Mo Yongfeng turned into a huge flying sword and slashed straight towards the blood cloud in the air with a radius of 100 acres, and the blood clouds blocked under the agitation of the sword qi melted and dispersed like the snow of the July sun, revealing the hidden blood demon ancestor Sha Wubei.

Mo Yifeng has only heard of this blood demon ancestor but has not seen his person, and the thick blood cloud between them spread out under the huge sword light, revealing a person in it, this person is wearing a jade dragon flying crown, wearing a purple brocade flower robe, a silk blue ribbon wrapped around his waist, and his head is free under his feet, and the whole dress is like a noble son in the world, which makes it hard to believe that this is the notorious demon old demon. This Sha Wubei has a fair complexion, upright facial features, and a faint image of wealth and nobility, if he walks in the world, he will definitely be mistaken for a rich family.

Although Mo Yifeng was a little surprised by the appearance of this old demon, he did not hesitate at all, urging the sword to slash head-on. Sha Wubei was complacent in the blood cloud, and the huge sword had broken through the thick blood cloud, and he came to the top of his head and cut off his head, and hurriedly pointed his hand, and a small and exquisite ancient bronze bell appeared in front of him, and the wind swelled to the size of a zhangxu, protecting his whole body. The huge sword slashed down on the surface of the bronze bell, making a loud sound that shook the sky, and the disciples of the Miaocheng Sect below were watching the battle intently, and they were all dizzy when such a loud noise came.

Seeing this, the real person without anger waved his big sleeve, and a sword trick was struck, and the sword light on the seven mountain peaks immediately soared, turning into a heavy light curtain to protect Miaochengzong, so that the competition between the two would not affect the disciples in the door. The real people of Wufu did not drink back these disciples, the one who came was not a strong enemy, and these disciples of the two did also need some actual combat experience, what could be more eye-opening than the duel of this supreme master?

Mo Yifeng followed closely behind the sword, and when he saw that the sword was blocked by Sha Wubei's talisman magic weapon, he did not hesitate to swing out the sword, and slashed heavily on the bronze bell. As an expert in refining, Mo Yongfeng is also very good at the study of this magic weapon, and the sword has changed its direction when the talisman bronze bell appeared, hitting the weak point of the magic weapon hard, and before Sha Wubei can relieve himself, then another sword slashed along the sword marks on the body of the bell, and another loud noise came out, and the Sha Wubei's talisman bronze bell has faintly cracked.

Mo Yongfeng did not hesitate to hit it, and it was another sword slash, looking at where the sword light fell, or the previous fragile place, if it was hit solidly, this talisman magic weapon would definitely be destroyed on the spot, Mo Yongfeng's eyes flashed with coldness, under his own bladeless sword, unless it was an immortal weapon, even a first-class talisman magic weapon would inevitably end up shattering and collapsing. With his own experience in the art of alchemy, and the study of the formation, coupled with the indestructible Gengjin Jiangang, it is the nemesis of all talisman magic weapons, as long as you find its weak point, with the sharpness of the bladeless sword and the Gengjin Jiangang, under a few blows, it will definitely be destroyed, seventeen years ago in the war, there are countless talisman weapons destroyed under the bladeless sword, which is also the confidence of everyone in this refiner.

Seeing that the tip of the bladeless sword was about to fall to that vulnerable place, Mo Yifeng suddenly had an alarm in his heart, and hurriedly swept with his sword, turning sideways to avoid it. Behind him, a small fiery red ball appeared at some point, which looked extremely inconspicuous against the background of the blood cloud, but Mo Yifeng faintly felt the coercion like a wave from this seemingly harmless ball, and had to turn around to dodge.

The blood-red ball swirled in the air, like a blood-red pearl, only chasing behind Mo Yifeng. Seeing the strangeness of this bead, Mo Yifeng swung his sword, and a sword light of more than ten zhang swept out, colliding with the blood-red bead that was chasing him in the distance. In an instant, the beads burst open, and blood-red light scattered and splashed in all directions with flames. Mo Yifeng urged the Innate Yuan Magnetic Geng Jin Jian Gang to protect his body, he had already recognized what this thing was, it was the Soul Eclipse Flame, as for the blood-red sticky thing, I don't know what it was, but looking at its color and breath, it must be in the same vein as this blood cloud.

The blood-red goo and the Soul Eater Flame roamed around Mo Yifeng's sword gang, trying to get close to his body like a geist, but they were all destroyed by the sharp sword qi. Mo Yifeng didn't dare to be careless, the power of the bead when it exploded should not be underestimated, and there was a faint power of heavenly thunder in it, and the impact of that moment made him slightly damaged.

Sha Wubei, who was swaying at each other on the opposite side, had already changed color, he had long heard that Miao Chengzong was originally a sword cultivation sect, and the head of the sect was full of swordsmanship, but he didn't expect to kill such a character halfway, looking at the realm was just the peak of Yuanying, but it almost endangered his own life, which made the always arrogant Sha Lao Mo not be shocked and angry? Fortunately, he still has this blood god son who absorbs the power of the Heavenly Tribulation and the soul eclipse fire mixed with filthy blood and qi, and if he is in charge, he will definitely be able to break the talisman magic weapon by him, and he will be approached by the sword cultivator with the strongest attack power, which makes Sha Lao Mo shudder when he thinks about it.

Sha Wubei looked at his talisman with a sad heartache, this talisman is also a second-grade talisman magic weapon, and it is not easy for him to get it, he can break through such a big name in southern Xinjiang, this talisman magic weapon is indispensable, but he didn't expect that he was almost broken by someone today without even blocking three moves. Sha Wubei's mind turned sharply, urging the mana, and the blood cloud around him with a radius of 100 acres rolled up, and the blood cloud in the sky disappeared in the eyes of the disciples of the Miaocheng Sect in a blink of an eye. The little bell in Sha Wubei's hand sucked up the blood cloud in the sky, and the color was even darker, but the original damage showed signs of recovery, and the blood around the bell body was faintly protecting the bell body.

Only then did Sha Wubei raise his head and look at Mo Yifeng, who had just scattered the filth that was wrapped around his body, his eyes were already flickering with coldness, and his murderous intent was rising.