Mo Xuan held a sickle in his hand. The sickle exuded a faint light. He raised his palm and made a sharp move.
There was a terrifying crack formed, erasing everything, killing everything, and tearing out towards Lin Tianming.
He didn't believe that he was no match for this kid, and he wanted to kill this bastard.
Lin Tianming's Shen Yuan demon sword suddenly collided with the sickle, and an astonishing fire shot into the sky, sweeping out bursts of killing intent.
boom! boom!
Lin Tianming and Mo Xuan both took hundreds of steps back.
Mo Xuan's face froze, his eyes glowed with bloodthirsty red light, he stepped forward with the sole of his foot, and struck again, with a ferocious look on his face, "How can I, a member of the Dead Clan, lose to a human race today!"
His voice was almost hysterical!
Uh-huh!
However, Lin Tianming had already responded quickly, and the sound of violent collisions in the void resounded.
"Five thousand strikes to the sky!"
The fierce voice resounded, and Shen Yuan's Demon Sword once waved out countless rays of light that were superimposed on each other, a total of five thousand. Each ray of light converged to induce various rules.
"The sword burns for nine days!"
Mo Xuan's face was extremely cold, and he spoke in a hoarse voice. The pitch black sickle in his hand spread out with terrifying knife intent.
The attack techniques of the two men were extremely terrifying. Bloody brilliance suddenly burst out in the empty space. Their attacks were unparalleled!
The sound of explosion persisted.
Lin Tianming's face was cold, and he fell back dozens of feet, with blood dripping from his body.
But Mo Xuan's body was not stained with blood!
The faces of the dead clan members were grim and they said angrily, "How can this kid defeat the Black Spirit General?"
Even if Lin Tianming had deliberately let them catch him before.
But in their hearts, Lord Black Spirit is still invincible!
Impossible to defeat!
Seeing Lin Tianming's body stained with blood, several people started laughing ferociously.
"Ninth-level sage!"
Lin Tianming stared at Mo Xuan and said softly.
This Mo Xuan was much stronger than the Bai Qin he killed earlier.
Huang Qianyu and Ruochi's expressions became gloomy, "This young man is actually a ninth-level sage!"
"At such an age, you have reached the ninth level of sage, which is much more terrifying than the monsters in the holy realm!"
"Is destiny okay?"
Huang Qianyu said in a deep voice.
Ruo Chi said, "Be ready at any time. Once Tian Ming is at a disadvantage, we will take action to save him. Even if the two of us die, we cannot let him die."
Lin Tianming is very evil, much more evil than the two of them.
However, Ruo Chi, Huang Qianyu and others did not hear about Lin Tianming killing the ancestor of the Xia family, a ninth-level sage.
They were being hunted at that time and had no intention of listening to the news.
If they knew about that matter, they would naturally not be so worried about Lin Tianming.
"good!"
"So if you want to leave today, you have to ask me, Mo Xuantong, if I agree!"
Mo Xuan stared at Lin Tianming, with a cruel arc, and once again attacked Lin Tianming in an instant.
The latter had a ferocious expression on his lips, "He's just a ninth-level sage! Just kill him and that's it!"
He exuded an extremely powerful blood glow.
Dragon Path Cursed Body!
The origin of the constitution burned the world, and the demon-slaying and god-slaying bloodline began to burn. Powerful violent auras were constantly torn from the body, and the scarlet eyes said "Kill!"
At this moment, the murderous intent soaring to the sky made Mo Xuan's expression stagnant, and then a ferocious look appeared on his face.
As expected, this kid lost to him on purpose when he fought with him outside just now.
At that time, he was wondering, was it really this boy who killed Bai Qin?
How could Bai Qin be defeated? Not even careless.
now.
After seeing Lin Tianming display his amazing fighting power, he knew that this guy was definitely a ferocious beast!
"No matter what, you will definitely die today!"
Mo Xuan said ferociously, and the aura on his body gradually boiled.
boom!
The sound of the two people fighting exploded, and the remaining power around them was crazy.
"kill!"
Lin Tianming's sword light emerged, suppressing everything, and all kinds of murderous intentions were like boiling water, crazy and raging.
"snort!"
Mo Xuan's face was extremely ugly. Lin Tianming's move made his skin tremble slightly, his hair stood on end, and he felt a sense of crisis.
He pressed the soles of his feet, and the sickle flew out. The void shook violently, and the sickle escaped here.
Immediately, endless sword intent raged in all directions, and the surrounding space was torn apart instantly.
Lin Tianming took ten steps back, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. There was no fear or panic in his eyes. His face was full of excitement, "Continue! Fight!"
Bang bang bang!
The sound of explosions continued, and the remaining power blasted around.
Mo Xuan's sharp sword said, "One sword will lead to life and death!"
The land of the dead began to tremble, and cracks began to spread. Lin Tianming felt the terror of the scythe, his face was filled with coldness, and a bloody look appeared in his eyes.
The power of the bloodline, with a bang, came down with the knife. At this moment, he unreservedly activated the power of the bloodline, the bloodline of killing demons and gods, to the extreme.
boom!
The sickle trembled slightly.
Immediately, the blade tilted down suddenly. Lin Tianming was not afraid of anything. The invincible sword light shot out and exploded crazily. Countless sword lights immediately spread from it.
Every sword light is accompanied by an invincible sword intent.
Between vertical shots, he is unparalleled and domineering.
puff.
Mo Xuan screamed in pain and immediately stepped back hundreds of steps. A stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His face was full of ferocious color, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
Looking down at his body, he saw intricate stab wounds all over his body, which made him grind his teeth. He had never suffered such humiliation and injuries.
When everyone in the dead clan saw this, they were horrified, "Is it impossible? Lord Black Spirit General is actually defeated by this human clan?"
"How can I, Mo Xuan, lose to this human race! I, Mo Xuan, am the future leader of the dead race and the one who will carry the cauldron in the future."
"How can a human being be my Mo Xuan's opponent? I, Mo Xuan, am undefeated and invincible!!"
Mo Xuan roared angrily, his blood boiling.
Lin Tianming stepped forward in an instant, with a sword coming out, and his other hand turned into a huge palm to push everything horizontally, destroying everything!
Mo Xuan was shocked and said angrily, "You don't follow martial ethics!!!"
He's not ready yet.
Lin Tianming was immediately angry and said ferociously, "We are enemies, and I don't have the habit of waiting for the enemy to use his ultimate move, do you understand?"
With a swish sound, another sword was struck. Mo Xuan's body was severely injured, blood flew out, and he stepped back dozens of steps. At this moment, Mo Xuan's eyes burst open, and a strong bloodthirsty gaze stared at Lin Tianming. "You bastard."
His facial features were completely transformed!
Lin Tianming looked indifferent.
"die!"
In an instant, Mo Xuan looked at Lin Tianming and said softly, with the word "death", Lin Tianming felt a breath coming over him, and his face gradually became older.
Ruo Chi and Huang Qianyu's expressions changed dramatically, "What is this??"
Mo Xuanzhang laughed furiously, with a cold look in his eyes, "This is the power of my Mo Xuan bloodline. Boy, you have suffered a time span. What qualifications do you have to fight with me, Mo Xuan?"
The dead clan members cheered, "The Black Spirit General is invincible!"
Ruo Chi's face changed slightly, and Huang Qianyu said angrily, "Do you still have the blood of such a monster?"
Mo Xuan turned around and slashed out with the sickle in an instant. At this moment, Lin Tianming raised the corners of his mouth slightly, making a sarcastic arc, stamped his feet, and shot out of the air.
Mo Xuan's pupils shrank.
laugh.
The figure turned around and appeared behind him.
The knife was pressed against his head.
Mo Xuan looked extremely ugly and his voice was slightly hoarse, "How is that possible?"
