The temple was silent, and everyone was watching the scene with bated breath.
Those who are good at swords look dignified when they see that the battle is almost completed in an instant.
Because of the confrontation between the two of them, the sword intention escaped, which is by no means comparable to the ordinary sword repair.
In particular, the sword idea swept up at that moment, even those who approached felt that the spirit was cut.
The sword is matchless and stands with the sword. It seems that he doesn't intend to fight in the next step.
The young guard also had no intention of fighting again. After leading the sword back, he was ready to return.
"Stop, did I let you go back?"
A cold voice sounded, and the childe sitting at the head probed in front of his body. His drunken eyes were full of cold, as if he would kill people in the next moment.
And the body that was ready to return stopped at this moment, looked at him with a pair of British eyes, and then arched his hands, "it's over at that point. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid we'll make a joke."
"If you insist on watching, why don't you let me wait for some brothers to compose a sword dance for you?"
The childe Mo smelled the speech and looked at the heroic guard. His face softened, "well, if you don't satisfy me, I'll take your head!"
The young guard promised, then turned and looked behind him.
A total of six guards in uniform walked out slowly from one side.
The sword is matchless. Seeing this, the eyebrow angle jumps slightly, and the body retreats without trace.
"Brother Jian, what's the situation?" Chen Qing asked in a low voice.
"Later, if the situation is wrong, run directly!" He whispered, with a dignified flash in his eyes.
So far, jianwushuang has been completely determined. The seven guards are the seven swordsmen I saw in the Xianfu Pavilion in North Tianxian Prefecture.
At present, they all sneaked into the hall, and the goal seemed to be running for childe Mo alone.
Chen Qingchun and Qiu are all cautious when they hear what they say. They know that swords have unparalleled character and will never aim at nothing.
He said that if there was a situation, there must be a situation.
For a moment, Chen Qing looked at the seven seemingly ordinary bodies in the center of the hall.
Without too much nonsense, the seven body shapes spread out side by side in the shape of goods, and then the seven real swords wrapped around Yanli pointed forward.
The atmosphere in the whole temple began to change subtly.
Jianwushuang took Chen Qingqiu and moved to the door of the heaven hall without trace, but was stopped by the silver bell lady sitting above.
At this moment, the sword dance composed of seven people began. Referring to the leading young guard, the seven real swords stabbed and moved in the hall.
The clouds and smoke from the huge incense burner in the center of the hall gradually changed into various scenes under the action of these swords.
Or like a dragon leaping in the sea of clouds, or like a lying tiger chanting, changing thousands of times.
Seeing this magnificent scene, sitting on the top of the temple on both sides, or Yan immortals couldn't help clapping their hands and cheering.
The childe Mo sitting at the head also nodded frequently, as if he was very satisfied with the sword dance of the seven people.
The sword unparalleled seemed a little uneasy, because he just found that there was a more huge and vigorous force in this seven person team.
Although it was only revealed for a moment, the sword was startled immediately.
That level of deriving power is likely to surpass the realm of deriving immortals.
"Do they want to assassinate childe Mo?" He seemed to think of something, and his eyes turned to childe mo.
In this imperceptible, the seven body shapes lean forward more and more.
Clouds and smoke gradually spread in the whole hall, making each top cultivation seem to be on the top of the cloud and feel like an immortal.
At the moment, the childe's eyes are gradually excited, and his eyes are even more drunk.
In the formation of seven people, the young guard in the front, holding a real sword, has great momentum.
The eyes, which were already slightly old, quietly showed a sense of senleng killing.
The next moment, he jumped up suddenly and stepped on the clouds. Under the gaze of all the top practitioners and Yan Xian, he grasped the real sword and stabbed the childe mo.
The air seemed stagnant, and all that was about to happen happened at this moment.
The sword with the highest power stabbed him without any hesitation.
But at this time, the space in front of the childe's ink face collapsed without warning, and forcibly changed the position of the sword.
The sword that originally stabbed childe Mo's forehead was forced to move. Finally, it pierced the cheekbones without any resistance and nailed it firmly to the hall chair.
Screams resounded, and God's blood gushed out.
Childe Mo's whole left side was directly crushed. The real sword ran through half of his head, and the tip of the sword went straight into the hall chair for more than an inch!
But this blow did not kill him at all, and there was still a distance from the immortal source in his brain.
One blow failed to kill, and the young guard came down with a palm and vowed to completely kill childe Mo!
But the great prestige that followed curbed his momentum.
A black robe came out from behind the childe Mo, also stretched out a palm and smashed it at the young guard.
The two derivatives collided and burst into a loud noise.
Then the young guard flew out upside down like a broken kite.
At this moment, all the top practitioners and Yanxian reacted and manipulated Yanli to surround seven people.
The six bodies standing in place also moved, each like a ghost. After quickly catching the young guard, they directly let go of their hands and feet to kill.
One of them was tall and thin. His palms closed in front of his chest, and then he tore it suddenly. The boundless derivative force tore up the space directly. Together with more than 20 top repairs, it turned into powder.
There was another body shape, the palm condensed into a fist, and the committed fist hit the ground.
"Boom!"
The whole temple of heaven trembled, and then fine cracks cracked the white jade floor.
The six figures all burst out the most terrible strength at this moment.
Everyone has the terrible power to easily destroy Yanxian.
So far, the whole temple of heaven fell into chaos!
As early as the first moment of the riot, jianwushuang took the lead in responding, directly stretched out his hand to open the hall door and ran away with the two people.
This is a chaotic situation that is out of control. If he is careless, I'm afraid even he will hate him on the spot.
"Brother Jian, this is too exciting. It seems that the young man Mo must die today!" In the void, among the three bodies that fled quickly, Chen Qing said excitedly, "it's really all kinds of reincarnation. Unexpectedly, someone came to assassinate."
The sword is unparalleled. When he hears the speech, his original body shape of fleeing quickly unexpectedly stops in a hurry.
Looking back at the temple that was about to collapse, he finally said, "no, I want to go back."
Chen Qingwen was stunned, and then hurriedly said, "brother Jian, are you kidding? Childe Mo has lost his life. "