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Feng Yinzhe swung his sword to block the sword light from Mo Yunqi.
In his opinion, that dead ghost Mo Sangui was the Holy Lord of the Holy City.
The same sage calls it a unique skill, but it's nothing more than that.
He can kill the sword light with just a wave of his hand.
Even if you can't, it doesn't matter if you reveal a little bit.
You can easily defend yourself with the robes on your body, so you don't even think about causing harm to yourself.
But how to know.
Now this guy's seemingly hasty sword light will be so powerful.
The sword in his hand could not withstand such power.
Broken instantly.
The remaining sword light flashed through and struck Feng Yinzhe's white clothes, but nothing happened at all.
This time, Feng Yinzi was frightened.
I fluttered so far away that I still felt a lingering fear in my heart.
From time to time, he looked at the place where the cassock had been struck by the sword light. After making sure that there was no damage, he let out a sigh of relief.
But I sighed in my heart, this person is much better than that dead ghost!
He couldn't help but squint at Mo Yunqi.
Is this person so powerful?
This method is the same as that of that dead ghost.
It looked similar, but unexpectedly it couldn't be stopped.
He looked down at the stubble of the broken sword in his hand.
It was not broken by the brute force of the sword light.
The incision was smooth, and it was actually cut off by the light of the sword.
It can also be seen from this that this person is different from that guy.
People who are capable of killing themselves.
He turned to look at the rock.
Was it arranged intentionally?
Want to borrow a knife to kill someone.
From beginning to end, he didn’t want to let me go.
That damn ghost is already powerful enough.
But all the sword rays he produced were not as scary as this one.
Hide until this moment and take action.
What's the meaning?
There is reason to suspect that the old enemy is trying to deal with him!
I couldn't help but take a look at my cassock.
The place that blocked the sword light just now.
Fortunately, he was strong enough to block it.
But at this moment, he had no confidence at all.
This kind of sword light cut off the sword in his hand before it hit the robe.
If it were cut directly into the cassock, would there be any damage?
Did the guy in front of me do this on purpose?
You have to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger!
This person is so powerful, yet he keeps hiding.
A guy whose status is not as good as the previous one is actually hiding behind.
It doesn’t make sense!
Anyone else would have been sent to fight.
Isn't this the finale? I have to be caught off guard!
If so, it must have been arranged by that person.
Such a lowly person with such ability cannot be bossed around by others!
But this is not the case!
For a moment, Feng Yinzhe hesitated.
I'm afraid there may be a trap, so I want to see it before talking.
"Holy Lord...Holy Lord..."
The monks here in the Holy City were very excited.
The power of a sword.
Exactly the same as Mo San, and even more powerful.
What does it mean?
The holy posture has really shifted.
Mo Yunqi hugged Mo San's body.
The old goes to heaven and the new comes to the world.
One goes and one comes.
Perhaps by some kind of coincidence, the holy image has transferred.
God's will.
The holy city will never be destroyed.
The ancestors favor you!
As for how the holy posture was transferred and what conditions were required, no one cared.
As long as the Holy City has the Holy Lord again.
Holy City Monks are like regaining their confidence.
The backbone has been found again.
Yell!
The new Holy Lord indeed appeared.
Seeing, hearing, what better persuasion than this.
Hearing Mo Yunqi recite the saint's sayings, and seeing the light of the sword waving, the power was far greater than that of Mo San before.
Especially when Mo Yunqi turned his head, the black holy characters on his forehead had a different kind of pale gold color.
The holy word that is different from Mo San.
It looks sacred and inviolable.
The alternation of old and new!
"It's done..."
Mo Yunqi heard the cries of monks from all around the Holy City.
That sentence, Holy Lord, made him feel mixed emotions.
The stuff of dreams.
From then on, he was also a high-ranking person in the Holy City.
Tears almost burst out of her eyes, and she choked with sobs and raised her head slightly to prevent herself from losing control of her emotions.
Are you finally going to get ahead?
Suddenly I woke up from my dream again.
This is where.
The battlefield!
It's not the right time, so you can't get carried away.
The Holy One should be like the Holy Lord.
Otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public.
All this was given by him, and he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the rock.
My gratitude is beyond words!
Without him, I wouldn't be where I am now.
This kindness cannot be repaid.
Mo Yunqi further believes that rocks can create miracles and also erase them.
In other words, he can make himself the Holy Lord of the Holy City, aloof.
You can also easily let yourself fall into the abyss.
Even erase yourself.
With the inkstone in hand, it can still draw ink.
Those scenes were so unreal looking back.
He can create miracles at will.
A Holy Lord is too simple for him.
Just do it casually.
Grab a Mohist disciple and tell him that he is going to be the new Holy Master. I believe no one will resist.
It's easy to understand by comparing one's heart to one's heart.
All this feels like a world away.
Spitting can cause ink to rise.
Who can do this.
Holy Lord!
Haha, he is the real Holy Lord!
A person who can create miracles is the Holy Lord.
You can't get carried away.
If you can't tell the truth, you will die miserably.
Shi Yan saw the silly Mo Yunqi and quickly shook his head.
What is this guy doing!
Why do you look at the love between your children?
Are you stuck in it and unable to extricate yourself?
Damn thing, told you to calm down, calm down, calm down.
Did you get knocked unconscious by a pie falling from the sky?
What are you thinking!
At this moment, there can't be any mistakes.
I finally pushed you to the position of Holy Lord of the Holy City.
Don’t make an effort at this moment.
Consolidate it well.
What are you waiting for!
Didn’t you see that there are still monks watching in the Holy City?
Explain what.
It means people still don’t trust you!
Quickly come up with some means to show them.
Only those who win people's hearts can be considered the true Holy Lord.
Think long term!
Don't be short-sighted!
Otherwise, he is just an ordinary person after all.
Do you think everyone will listen to you because of this?
Do not make jokes.
I'm not a fool.
Especially those who had benefited from Mo San were even less likely to return immediately.
It's hard to get over these people.
Either high pressure or coaxing.
This is the time for you to use your methods.
Don't expect to ask for help for everything.
These are all things you have to do.
Otherwise it will be difficult to gain a foothold.
What kind of transference of the Holy Lord is a deceptive trick? You can’t take it seriously.
Ruoguo took it seriously.
That's a bad thing.
He has deceived himself, but he is the biggest fool in the world.
Mo Yunqi saw the rock shaking his head, and instantly understood that his position was not strong enough.
Don’t get carried away!
Just because some people know it doesn't mean that all the monks in the Holy City are obedient.
That’s all, we’ve reached this point anyway.
You have to do it even if you don’t do it, and you have to do it even if you do.
Come again.
Make progress a little faster.
The position of Holy Lord belongs to me.
Mo Yunqi thought silently in his heart.
The sword in his hand holds a sword flower, and the sword is pointed at the Wind Hermit.
The expression is solemn and the mouth is open.
"The sage said: Repay evil with kindness, how to repay kindness..."
Mo Yunqi swung his sword again, and the Saint's Day sounded, but it was not even a little bit louder than Mo San's.
There is actually a complete quotation.
The key is to follow his words.
As he waved his hands, characters floated in front of him.
The black characters disassemble themselves.
Every stroke is a sword light.
It is conceivable that such a sage’s sayings are true.
When Mo Yunqi finished reading, characters being disassembled floated in front of him.
The sword light was complicated and chaotic.
This situation shocked the Holy City monks.
I can clearly remember how Mo San used the sage's saying.
But Mo Yunqi in front of him had completely changed.
It looked so scary.
Far more than Mo San.
A complete collection of the saint's sayings, accompanying the saint's sayings.
What followed was also a qualitative change.
The sword light waving out was too scary.
Countless sword lights flashed, overwhelming the sky.
Fortunately, Mo Yunqi at this moment is not skilled at all.
Seeing the sword light flashing was extremely scary.
But in fact it looks useless.
The sword light that actually reaches the front of Feng Yin Zhe is out of ten.
However, even if there is only one, it is enough.
Such a situation would frighten even the Wind Hermit.
I wanted to run away, but it was too late.
He had no choice but to wave his sword to resist, thanks to the powerful robes he wore.
After two attempts to resist, he escaped once again.
Even if the ordinary sword in his hand breaks, it will not hurt him.
But in just a short time, several swords have been changed.
Pi is tired of coping!
He immediately frowned.
Can't stay any longer.
Something is going to happen.
This guy is much more powerful than the previous one.
It's also because I can see that they are not skilled, otherwise it would never be like this.
Maybe he is lying down now.
Thinking of such a result, I was shocked.
Once the guy in front of you becomes proficient,
He has no reliable means to counteract it.
And he also saw that Mo Yunqi's unfamiliarity was slowly changing.
As time goes by, it may not remain this way.
If you don't get it right, you'll get hurt.
Maybe it will really break here.
The problem is that there is another guy watching eagerly next to him.
Don't think that people really keep their word.
That is based on the condition of wanting to wait.
Once you lose your fighting ability, see if others will add insult to injury.
I'm afraid they will harvest their own heads immediately.
Could it be that that guy arranged it deliberately?
Said to let me go.
But if someone stops him and kills him, it doesn't count as breaking his promise.
It is possible!
Walk.
The Wind Hermit chose to run away without hesitation.
If you don’t leave now, when will you wait?
Bang, bang, bang.
Among the monks in the Holy City, there is a powerful robe.
It hit him hard.
It's really a rampage.
The collision sent monks from the Holy City running around, and numerous people were injured.
There was no way, and he didn't want to.
It's important to just run for your own life.
I can’t care so much anymore.
"Get away..."
Mo Yunqi was emotional.
Ran away.
This guy ran away.
So excited!
Such a powerful character is actually afraid of himself.
Fuck him!
Kill him!
He yelled at the Holy City monks to get away.
He really has the attitude of a superior person.
I got into character so quickly.
The Holy Lord of the Holy City is himself.
Give orders and don't dare disobey.
Wow
The monks from the Holy City went to both sides, not daring to stop the Feng Hermit.
so horrible.
Injuries upon impact.
There's no need for a head-on confrontation.
What's more, the new Holy Lord asked to get out of the way.
Hey, it’s better to be the new Holy Master!
Think about your subordinates.
If it were that Holy Lord Mo San, this would be the time to fight for his life.
I will never tell you to get out of the way.
Instead, they will rush to stop them.
The difference is huge.
Well, this holy master treats his subordinates well!
Support it well, it will be good for us!
There is no need to work hard all the time, and there is still no benefit.
