Chapter 242

"You want to take my points?"

"Ha ha... I've been here for 12 days, killing more than 100 people and robbing 150000 people. When you come, you want to take advantage of yourself. Do you really think you're holding Youyun bow in your hand and I'm afraid of you?" Mo Shoufan laughed angrily. This is the most ridiculous thing he has ever heard.

"If you want to leave me a whole body, I'm not as kind as you. Today I'm going to tear you to pieces." Mo Shoufan is so angry that he doesn't want to talk to Luo Yan any more.

He waved his hand to the knife box at his back and gave a loud drink.

"Out of the sheath!"

I saw a red awn shot out of the box, flipped several times in the air, and then turned into a bloody long knife and fell into his hands.

The whole body of the knife is red, three feet eight inches long and one palm wide. It is made of pure blood ruby. On the slightly curved body of the knife, there are countless mysterious ancient runes. The runes emit a faint red light, just like a burning flame covering the body of the knife. At first sight, it is not ordinary.

"Brother Mo, it's true."

"Yes, the boy is dead." Not far away, all the people of Hehuan sect laughed.

For a long time, they saw that Mo Shoufan only killed with a long sword hanging around his waist. This time, however, it was not normal. They directly sacrificed the sword behind him. It can be seen that he was really angered.

……

"The name of the Dao is Huo Yao. It's the precious Dao of our Hehuan sect. I stepped into the metaphysical realm. After the Lord gave me this Dao, I only came out of the sheath once."

"That time, it was Lin Changming, the third person in Zhanyuan Tianjiao list. I killed him with a knife. Since then, no one dares to look down on me, and you are an exception."

"Today, Huo Chu comes out of his sheath and vows to tear you to pieces."

"Die

Mo Shoufan's eyes soared, and his whole body's killing intention surged out like waves. He slowly raised the fire knife and put it up over his head. Then he waved it vigorously, and the huge sword Qi rolled out of his hands. It was like a competitive sword light coming out of thin air, mixed with extremely fierce roaring wind.

The awn of the sword is like a rainbow that runs through the sun. In a flash, it soars tens of feet, and turns into hundreds of shadow of the sword. Each shadow of the sword is still burning like a sea of fire. The whole Canyon is suddenly reflected in red.

If you cut it out with one knife, the world will lose color.

……

Seeing this scene, Wen Xiaodie's pretty face turns pale. This is mo Shoufan's real strength. It's really terrible. They are only one place behind in the Tianjiao list, but the gap is like Tianyuan. Even if her hands and feet are intact and holding the Dragon singing sword, she can't catch the earth shaking sword.

Corner of the eye Yu Guang see Luo Yan standing in situ motionless, seems to be scared silly, Wenxiao butterfly can't help but scream out“ Get out of the way

But it was too late. The whole building fell from the sky. It was as powerful as Mount Tai. As soon as Wen Xiaodie's voice fell, it was only a few feet away from Luoyan's head.

Wen Xiaodie closed her eyes. She didn't dare to look at it. She didn't need to look at it. If she cut it off, everything would be crushed to pieces.

But fortunately, Mo Shoufan's anger was so fierce that he didn't think about this Dao. Dao mang would go in with her.

It's better to be cut into meat sauce and die now. There is no possibility of Mo Shoufan's desecration after death.

……

"Zheng!"

Just when Wen Xiaodie closed her eyes and waited to die, suddenly, the sound of Qingyue's sword sounded.

Wen Xiaodie is very familiar with the sound. It's the unique sound of the sword. How can it be? He didn't see Luo Yan with the sword before. How could he hear the sword at this time.

She opened her eyes to make sure she had heard the wrong thing.

But in the next scene, Wen Xiaodie is stunned.

She saw the most incredible sight.

A bright and dazzling silver light burst out from the void, and then the light converged, and in an instant it condensed into a silver sword. The silver sword hummed and trembled, floating in the air beside Luoyan. It was the Longyin sword that she thought about day and night.

What's the situation? Wen Xiaodie can't understand how Luo Yan takes out the Longyin sword from the void. By the way, where's the Youyun bow he just held? Gongyin sword is born. It's too magical.

But before she could recover, something more shocking happened to her.

"Jian Ning."

Luo Yan slowly raised his right hand, holding the floating Longyin sword and waving it gently.

With this understatement, the momentum is as deep as the sea, as the king of the nine heavenly gods slashes the mountain with his sword.

Countless silver swords burst out of Luoyan's hands, and gathered in the air, forming a silver dragon in an instant.

The silver dragon is tens of meters long, with whiskers and claws, purple eyes and snake scales. It seems to be alive. With terrible pressure, it spirals up into the sky and roars into Mo Shoufan's sword, mountain and fire.

"This is..."

"Sword Qi condenses the dragon?" Wen Xiaodie stares at the purple eyed silver dragon, with thousands of sword lights reflected in her pupils, which is extremely shocking.

It is said that the spirit of an ancient dragon is sealed inside the Longyin sword. Only when you meet someone who can control the sword, will it show the shape of a dragon and fight for him.

Wen Xiaodie always thought it was just a legend, but she didn't expect to see it with her own eyes today. How to keep her from being shocked? At this moment, she even had the idea that the Dragon chanting sword in her hand was just a tyranny.

……

"Boom!"

The sword is strong and the fire is fierce.

It was like thunder and dynamite. The whole Canyon trembled. Countless boulders were shaken off the cliff and rolled down. Huge pits were smashed on the ground, and the sound of the earthquake was heard all over the country.

The huge air waves generated by the impact spread in all directions, like a typhoon passing through, and all the surrounding debris, bodies and trees were blown away.

Even the people of Hehuan sect, who are standing more than ten meters away, seem to be in the eyes of the typhoon array. They are overwhelmed by the surging waves, but Wen Xiaodie, who is closest to Luoyan, is safe behind him.

Wenxiaodie's heart is like a mirror. The reason why she was not affected by the explosion and the air waves must be that Luoyan protected her. She looks at the back like a God in front of her, which is hard to describe at the moment.

As soon as she was born, she was burdened with the fate of revitalizing the whole family. She resisted all the responsibilities on her shoulders and didn't dare to relax. But who knows that she was only a 19-year-old girl. Sometimes, she felt really tired and imagined that someone would help her, help her to unload the heavy responsibility on her shoulders and help her revitalize the whole Wen family.

At this moment, the young man in front of her suddenly gave her an illusion that maybe he could.

There is a sea of fire and a mountain of swords.

If you have a king to protect you, what do you want in your life!