Chapter 2483

When Mo Wenwan's sword continued to attack, there was a loud bang. The old man's shield finally broke and turned into black smoke.

"Ten thousand spirit sword!" At the moment when the shield was broken, Mo Wen roared, his hands were dancing wildly, and a strange move of the magic sword, like a hurricane, rolled towards him.

"If you only have such strength, then you will let me down too much!" Sensing that the power of Mo Wen's killing move was not strong, he immediately disdained to smile, raised his right hand, waved it gently, and swept forward.

All of a sudden, endless magic flame, whistling from the palm of his hand, just like the waves on the shore, instantly will not ask all the magic power attack, all disintegrated in the invisible.

"Too weak! It's just a few moves, boy, you... Let me down... "The old guy shook his head, sneered, and shook his body. He wanted to rush out like lightning and kill Mo Wen completely.

But before he finished his words, his old face suddenly became very ugly. The words stopped suddenly, and a strong sense of life and death crisis suddenly came to my heart. Without hesitation, my body swayed and my life fell away!

But it's too late! Don't ask such a powerful cultivation, how can he resist it?

"You... Won't be disappointed!" At this time, don't ask the shaking voice to open his mouth. Under the crazy waving of his right hand, he slashed hard towards the front!

"Ten thousand spirit sword!" The void immediately roared violently, as if years were going back. A huge and strange magic light suddenly came out of the air in front of Na Mo Wen. With the power of destroying heaven and earth, it was directly printed on the old man.

His body exploded, and as he flew out, he could not help opening his mouth and uttering a heartrending wail.

"Boy, you are so mean!" As soon as the voice fell, the old man immediately raised his right hand, waved it and photographed it to his own Mo Wen. Bursts of monstrous light suddenly emerged out of thin air, covering his whole body tightly in an instant.

"I'm not tired of deceit. I don't even know this simple truth. You've really lived so long in vain!" Don't stare at the old man with a cold smile.

What Mo Wen said is not bad. In fact, the ten thousand spirit sword he just issued just now is just to confuse his sight. Moreover, those killing moves didn't exert all his strength. They seem to be earth shaking, but they only contain a little energy. The real killing move is the power of reversion. He wants to absorb the cultivation of every disciple of Chunyang palace here, Naturally, this old man will not be let go.

In addition, the disciples of Chunyang palace were scared away, and only Mo Wen and this old guy were left at the scene. In this way, naturally, Mo Wen would not kill easily, but also wanted to absorb this person's cultivation completely.

Mo Wen just seized this opportunity, suddenly launched the power of the reversal, in the case of the old guy unable to defend, it was just a matter of course.

After many lives and deaths, Mo Wen has already gained a lot of practical experience. Sometimes, there is emptiness in reality, emptiness in reality, and emptiness in reality, which makes it impossible to prevent!

Mo Wen knows that although he has successfully advanced to the peak of Xushen, there is still a certain gap between him and the old man in terms of comprehensive strength. If he works hard, he will suffer some losses. Therefore, he should try his best to cultivate his skills and skills, and improve his comprehensive strength. Otherwise, when he meets a real master in the future, Mo Wen will not be spared, Only by making use of rich combat experience, blending the virtual and the real, and attacking the West from the East, can there be a chance of winning.

Unexpectedly, it worked at one stroke and directly injured the old guy like this. After this move, the old guy's strength will be greatly reduced. Don't ask, if you want to win his cultivation, you will be more confident.

"Damn it, what kind of magic power can absorb my accomplishments? Why does my cultivation pass so fast? " As the old man roared, he waved his hands and tried to stop the passing of cultivation.

However, no matter how he struggled, he could not completely remove the power of reversion from his body. He could only suppress the attack.

His face is aging at a speed that can be recognized by the naked eye, and his cultivation is falling at a terrible speed, directly from the cultivation comparable to the initial cultivation of the virtual God to the cultivation of the God, and it continues!

"We can't go on like this, otherwise, this body will capsize in the sewer today and die in the hands of this little beast!" The old man roared, opened his mouth and vomited. Suddenly, a long black sword appeared. This sword was his magic weapon.

As soon as this magic weapon came out, it immediately sent out the breath of terror, formed a huge black fog, and instantly turned into a solid black cover, covering his whole person.

The shield is shaped and waved with the left hand. It points on the sword with the right hand.

"Shua!" With the integration of yinjue, the long sword quickly turned into a dazzling black awn, and it penetrated into his body like lightning and disappeared.

The next moment, bursts of bang bang, constantly from his body, under the bombardment of his own magic weapon, the power of his body rushing, was finally wantonly out of the body, into the continuous vicissitudes of the gas diffusion, this gas just a diffusion, even around the void, there is a strong smell of decay, as if straight through the endless years!

"Even if you use your own magic weapon, you will die today!" Don't ask, see, in the eyes of a flash.

He has a kind of close spiritual connection. The old man's cultivation falls under his power, and he is known for the first time by Mo Wen.

Don't ask if your right hand shakes when you speak. The snake scale dagger falls into your hand quickly. After injecting energy, it is powerful.

"Try it!" Don't ask a roar, snake scale dagger in hand quickly across a beautiful arc, heavy cut in front of the black fog light cover.