Jin Wanfeng's eyes flashed and frowned slightly.

Xu Zhendong, holding a short blade in his hand, shook his head in pity.

"His realm is too bad. If he forces his hand, I'm afraid the consequences won't be much better. Courage is not enough. Strength is still very important. "

"Mo Shanhai is the Holy Land in the upper part, but he is only the Holy Land in the middle part. There is a big difference between them, just like a gap. Even if we rely on the nine grade holy vessels, we can't make up for the gap in the realm. "

Thinking of this, Jin Wanfeng frowned.

Jingusheng's face was very anxious. He took a look at the master, but he didn't know how to speak.

Now!

Xu Zhendong has come near moshanhai.

He looked up at Mo Shanhai, and even if they were more than ten meters apart, he could feel a sense of urgency like a huge mountain pressing the top. In his chest, he felt as if he had been beaten hard.

"Hum! Your realm is strong, but in a strong momentum for me, it is not much use. As long as I use the inner world to guide the momentum away, the pressure on me will naturally decrease a lot. "

"Without the influence of momentum in the realm, depending on the speed of the wind of winter frost, we can deal damage to him with the advantage of speed. What about the upper holy land? Although it is very strong, it is not invincible. "

"Today, I, Xu Zhendong, want to cross the stage and fight!"

Xu Zhendong's eyes suddenly brightened.

The momentum on the body is more and more powerful, while walking forward, constantly beating the chest.

A strong breath touched Xu Zhendong, and immediately disappeared mysteriously.

It seems that Xu Zhendong has become a whirlpool of momentum. No matter how powerful the momentum is, as long as he is close to him, he will be swallowed up.

Holding the short blade tightly, the blue light is constantly emerging.

Gather in the void and gradually gather on the short blade.

Just for a while, the short blade of one foot long turned into a huge blue sword of one foot long.

This huge sword is hanging over Xu Zhendong's head. The blue light on it is constantly breathed, with mysterious mystery and a breath of endless life.

The sword hung overhead, as if to despise all living beings and kill everything that offended him.

"Here! What kind of skill is this? "

Yang Shuihu was hiding in the corner. His father was killed just now. Although he was angry, he did not dare to seek revenge. He dodged carefully for fear of being found by the disciples of Beidou sect.

Seeing this huge blue sword, he was shocked and widened his eyes.

Xu Zhendong suddenly took a step and directly stepped on the huge sword, as if there was an invisible force in the void, which made him directly float in the air.

The sword Qi is vertical and horizontal, and the huge blue sword trembles slightly. It seems to be excited. In an instant, it comes to Mo Shanhai.

"Why haven't I seen this skill?"

Jin Wanfeng looks at the huge sword, and is directly surprised by the huge sword driven by Xu Zhendong.

He and Tian Shuang are rivals for thousands of years and are very familiar with the wind of winter frost. But I've never seen the wind of winter frost turn into a huge blue sword to carry people into the air.

It's an iron law that you can fly in the sky only when you break through the golden holy land.

In his eyes, Xu Zhendong's breath is totally different, with endless fierce sword spirit.

The sword held him, and they were as one.

"The green wood opens the front!"

Xu Zhendong stood up in the void and defended his sword with his feet. The huge blue sword trembled.

WOW!

The blue light burst through the void. With a light sound, the blue light soared and spread into tens of meters long. The sword light continued to flicker in the void, directly splitting a blue sword.

Mo Shanhai was shocked. At the moment, his heart was as cold as a beast staring at him. He is spattered by the blue sword Qi, and feels the endless sword Qi, which is hard to get rid of.

My heart is slightly heavy. I didn't expect that Xu Zhendong's sword Qi is so powerful.

"Well! Little Doyle, no matter how powerful the skill is, what can it be? It's too low to play. "

He snorted in his heart. The golden sword, which was suspended on the top of his head behind him, suddenly turned and aimed at Xu Zhendong.

Powerful sword Qi crisscross, golden sword shining like golden sun, into a spark, towards Xu Zhendong shot away.

"It's over! It's over. It's over. "

People exclaimed, eyes flustered, and even some people have turned their faces to one side, can not bear to see the next cruel scene.

It's just

Xu Zhendong is not in a hurry. He drives the blue sword under his feet.

Feet suddenly forward, mouth slightly open, spit out a few words.

"A blade of grass!"

Words have just come down.

The sky and the earth change color, the rumbling sound rings unceasingly, a lightning splits in the forest.

Hoo Hoo

Leaves fall off and turn into a small blue sword. More and more, it turns into a sea of blue sword Qi. It condenses around Xu Zhendong and follows the huge sword under his feet.

What the sword points to, you should kill it!

Boom! Boom!

A sword cut out, followed by countless sword light, such as the tide of gushing to Moshan sea. The blue sword Qi directly divides the heaven and earth into two colors, one is blue, the other is gold.

The blue sword spirit is like a long river, mighty, with unparalleled momentum, directly towards the golden sword.

Although it was not easy for the blue torrent to collide, it kept wearing out the golden sword and stabbing directly at Mo Shanhai.

Mo Shanhai was surprised. After all, he was a strong man in the upper holy land. He had a keen sense of danger. A piece of gold armor covered his whole body and resisted the blue sword.

The gold armor is incomplete and looks miserable.

Although the power of cyan sword Qi is weak, there are too many of them. The superposed power directly hurt Mo Shanhai.

"How dare you hurt me? You want to die! "

Mo Shanhai was so angry that he was hurt by an unknown boy. If the news gets out, it will definitely be ridiculed by other patriarchs.

"I'll kill you!"

Mo Shanhai roared, and eight golden swords hung in the air, directly condensed into one.

The roar continued, the void vibrated, the lightning flashed and thundered.

"Eight swords, eight swords return to one!"

I saw the golden sword standing in the sky, like the emperor in the sky, overlooking the mortals in the world, with the smell of contempt for everything, to destroy the sky and the earth.

Xu Zhendong takes a step forward, and the huge blue sword moves with him.

The steps are illusory. A illusory lotus blooms from the empty sky and condenses quickly. It appears at Xu Zhendong's feet and holds him up.

Beside the lotus, the light shadow of the nine blue swords has shaken the space, and it seems that it can't accommodate such things.

Boom!

With a flash of lightning, the blue sword suddenly solidified and became more and more bright.

"Liansheng nine swords!"

Xu Zhendong's eyes were slightly bright. He looked down at the blue sword shadow of the nine roads beside him, which was between the unreal and the real. His heart was full of excitement.

"Let the people of the holy world see your power."

Xu Zhendong said in a low voice.

Liansheng nine swords, cutting all directions, breaking the four wasteland!