Seeing Mo Qingwu's saber, even though he only saw the scabbard, this Supreme Martial Artist was still a little scared.
This was obviously a handicraft saber. How could a saber be so delicate and exquisite? Even if it was an ornamental saber, it didn't need to be so small …
It was obviously a gorgeous saber made by Ning Tianya to please his disciple.
As for what kind of earth-shattering power this saber could unleash in the hands of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old little girl? That would really be hahahaha …
Not to mention that this little girl was only of Saint level …
Therefore, he simply grabbed it without any hesitation.
If Mo Qingwu attacked with the saber, he didn't need to dodge at all. He could just grab it directly.
If he could grab the saber that this little girl treasured so much at the critical moment of life and death, he could also take revenge on these little girls for looking down on him just now …
Mo Qingwu's body flew backward gracefully.
This Supreme Martial Artist chased after her unhurriedly. He grabbed her with one hand and said with a smile, "Miss Mo … Don't struggle anymore. You know, it's useless …"
At this moment, Mo Qingwu's wrist moved. Her right hand pulled outwards, and her left hand grabbed the scabbard and pulled it horizontally. Her actions were done in one go!
In the middle of the dark forest in the middle of the night, a red light suddenly shot up to the sky!
The red light flashed!
Mo Qingwu mercilessly and cleanly slashed with the saber!
With one slash, she chopped off the hand that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws in front of her! Even when Dreaming of a Gentle Dance Saber didn't feel the least bit of resistance, the right hand of the fourth grade Supreme Martial Artist left home!
Mo Qingwu's momentum wasn't over yet. Her saber, surrounded by red light, rushed over!
Before the sinister grin on this Supreme Martial Artist's face could turn into terror and pain, his head was chopped off like tofu!
The head spun and flew up to the sky.
In midair. On that lifeless face. It was actually still a hideous smile full of satisfaction!
Mo Qingwu swung her saber. Even she herself didn't expect such a result!
A saber that connected the hand and the head. It was actually cut off so easily as if it was nothing?
The result was already out, but Mo Qingwu was still stunned for a moment.
Not only Mo Qingwu, everyone was stunned.
This matter. This was simply too … too inconceivable! Everyone was dumbstruck. Their eyeballs almost fell to the ground!
This included Dong Wushang, all the surviving experts of the Xiao Clan, and Mo Lei 'er …
Everyone was stunned!
What, what was going on?
They naturally didn't know that Chu Yang had almost fallen out with the Sword Spirit in order to forge this saber. The Sword Spirit, who had always strived for perfection, had almost gone on strike!
When Chu Yang first forged this saber, it was already a peerless treasured saber!
On the third day. Seeing Mo Qingwu. The second time it was processed, it was already a treasured saber that had begun to have spirituality! They arrived at the Upper Three Heavens. During the third processing, the materials used made even the Sword Spirit's entire body tremble in pain!
It could be said that in the entire Heavenly Layer, other than the Calamity Sword, Mo Qingwu's saber was definitely the best! One of a kind! It was a blade of ancient times!
This saber even contained all the love of the Calamity Sword Master!
The first time this saber was drawn out of its sheath and stained with blood, it killed a fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist!
And this fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist of the Xiao Clan had also completely created history, a precedent! A record was created!
A miracle of a fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist being killed by a second-grade Martial Saint in a second!
A record of a two-thousand-year-old Supreme Martial Artist being killed by a fourteen-year-old girl with a single slash!
The people of the Heavenly Layer had a new topic to talk about from then on.
There was also a new teaching material for the education of 'underestimating the enemy'!
Everything started today.
Because, as a fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, he definitely shouldn't die so 'mercifully'.
Mo Qingwu's first killing in this life actually happened in such a situation that even she herself couldn't react to …
Qing Wu Dream Saber in Mo Qingwu's hands was flowing with colorful lights, shining in the dark night. Rings of colorful lights surrounded the saber, dreamy and illusory, like mist and poetry.
It was like a distant and magnificent dream that bloomed in the hands of this angelic little girl.
Mo Qingwu held the saber and suddenly felt a warmth coming from the saber.
This warmth spread all the way to the bottom of her heart. Her eyes suddenly brightened, and there seemed to be a hint of shyness and satisfaction.
This saber was given to me by him!
Now I finally know how much effort he put in for this saber, how much effort he put in …
And all of this was for me.
As the disciple of a Supreme Martial Artist, Mo Qingwu naturally knew the power of her saber. If it was any other weapon, even if it was Gu Duxing's Black Dragon Sword, Mo Tianji's Heavenly Secret Fan, Rui Butong's short sword that just killed a Supreme Martial Artist like cutting vegetables, or Dong Wushang's mighty and domineering Dark Saber … none of them could do it!
Perhaps these weapons could break through the defense of a fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, but definitely not so easily!
There were only two weapons in the Heavenly Layer that could do all of this, a saber and a sword: Calamity Sword and Qing Wu Dream Saber!
This didn't mean that Chu Yang didn't put in effort in forging weapons for his brothers, but … no weapon could be like Qing Wu Dream Saber, where he put in all his effort!
Even his mind!
This was also the reason why Qing Wu Dream Saber could produce a divine weapon spirituality so quickly!
Then, Mo Qingwu felt her stomach churn, and she vomited.
This was the first time in her life that she killed. Even though Mo Qingwu was the younger brother of the number one Supreme Martial Artist in the Heavenly Layer, this instinctive reaction still couldn't be restrained.
"Good saber!" Xiao Wufeng praised, his eyes overflowing with murderous intent.
Today could be said to be extremely unlucky. Fourteen people came out together, and before half of the mission was completed, ten had already died!
There were only four people left, and their cultivations were in a row: three, four, five!
A third-grade Supreme Martial Artist, a fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, a fifth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, and a second-grade Supreme Martial Artist!
"What's the name of this saber?" Xiao Wufeng took a step forward and asked solemnly.
Mo Qingwu vomited twice. She quickly adjusted her mood. Now, her heart was calm, and she said lightly, "The name of this saber. Qing Wu Dream Saber, Overflowing Mortal World! "
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Wufeng, who bore the brunt, didn't react. But Mo Qingwu, who said these words, was suddenly stunned.
Qing Wu Dream Saber, Overflowing Mortal World.
Mo Qingwu suddenly remembered a sentence that Chu Yang said in her dream.
That was after her dance.
"Qingwu's dance is as bright as the starry sky, but also like a dream; Qingwu's dance is enough to overflow the mortal world!"
Mo Qingwu held the saber, and a trace of gentle satisfaction suddenly appeared on her beautiful face.
"Qing Wu Dream Saber, Overflowing Mortal World …" Xiao Wufeng murmured and repeated. He shouted, "Good saber! But, such a saber in your hands is a waste of God's gift … "
"Take her down as soon as possible!" Xiao Wufeng shouted. The cruelest prelude to this night was undone!
Too many people had died. He didn't want to delay any longer.
However, right after he roared, a voice rang out. One person shouted, "Yes, Sir!"
Then, there was a scream!
Xiao Wufeng turned back to look, and he was so angry that the corners of his eyes almost split open.
The remaining third-grade Supreme Martial Artist's eyes bulged, his throat gurgled, and he slowly fell to the ground …
Behind him, a winking smiling face appeared. This person actually reached out and waved, making a triumphant return. He laughed and said, "I'm back, did anyone miss me?"
Xiao Wufeng, Xiao Wuting and that fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, the three of them were so angry that their noses were crooked!
Rui Butong, who had already turned into a pile of mud and whom the three of them were still praising for his loyalty, actually stood up leisurely. With a swoosh, another short sword was pulled out from the back of the third-grade Supreme Martial Artist's heart, and he kicked the corpse away.
He staggered over and sighed. "This is bad, I didn't expect that I, Rui Butong, would also be an assassin today! My good name that has spread all over the world, that upright and plainspoken image, that beautiful reputation of unparalleled loyalty … is ruined just like that … It's really sad and lamentable … "
Xiao Wufeng roared, "Little, were you pretending just now?!"
Rui Butong looked at him strangely. "Why, are you very strange? You seem to be very excited? Why? So many people in your family died, why are you so excited? "
Xiao Wufeng's chest rose and fell, and he only felt that his face was burning.
What a shame.
He actually praised the other party's trick for a long time.
This was directly equivalent to being slapped hard in the face by the other party: in front of the whole world!
Xiao Wufeng couldn't bear it anymore. With a roar, he suddenly raised his hand. The moment he raised his hand, a golden divine light suddenly emerged from his hand, completely illuminating the whole dark forest!
At this moment, whether it was Dong Wushang, Rui Butong, or Mo Lei 'er in the Land of Shadows, they were all illuminated and had nowhere to hide!
Then, a huge, golden palm was formed in the air, with a radius of hundreds of feet!
It slapped down hard!
The moment it slapped down again, Mo Lei 'er and Rui Butong felt an unstoppable force at the same time, and they flew up involuntarily and leaned against Dong Wushang.
The big golden palm slapped down mercilessly!
Xiao Wufeng's anger had reached the extreme!
This palm was bound to kill the three of them in one fell swoop! No matter what tricks or conspiracies you have, I will destroy them with the strongest force in one fell swoop!
Dong Wushang roared to the sky, and his dark saber attacked desperately!
However, the dark saber was pressed back halfway.
Mo Qingwu's red clothes flashed, and the Qing Wu Dream Saber struck out like lightning, but it was stopped by Xiao Wuting.
Seeing that huge hand falling down like a landslide, the four of them were at a loss of what to do!
Right at this moment, Rui Butong suddenly roared towards the sky. Then, he fiercely bit his own tongue and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Then, Rui Butong roared, "Nirvana to the Big Dipper, Purple Cloud to roam freely, Fiery Light Burning Heaven Tower, Hundred Ten!"
With a red sound, a purple flame burst out from his body. In an instant, the flame enveloped Dong Wushang and Mo Lei 'er in the flame.
A wisp of fire flew out, and Xiao Wuting slashed with his sword, but the long sword suddenly melted in an instant! Mo Qing Wu retreated in shock. But, her waist was wrapped around by this purple flame. Then, she was lifted off the ground. She was unexpectedly dragged into a sea of purple flames by this flame!
The purple flame rose into the sky, and in an instant, it spread out.
In the sky, a red light rose …
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