If he wanted to destroy Mo Cloud Sea, he had to kill Zuo Mo first … …
Zuo Mo sat on the ground and spread his arms as he fell on his back. He ignored the sweat that flowed down and panted like a dried fish.
That was a battle! That was a strong person!
This vicious figure would become Kun Lun's nightmare!
His suppressed emotions were vented and his mind was unprecedentedly clear. He had always remembered the blood feud of his sect. However, his personality was not as straightforward and direct as Wei Sheng's. Swearing a sword oath to make his mind clear, over time, this became an obstacle that affected the improvement of his mind.
The dark red crescent howled as it flew towards Zhen Ling Meng whose mind was in chaos.
Most of the experts had been killed and the ones that came out were average in strength. Facing the sharp attacks of A Gui and the Black Gold Seal Soldier, they usually died in one exchange.
Mo Cloud Sea would definitely become a great enemy of Kun Lun!
However, every person that came out would run to the fifty li ditch that Zuo Mo had made with his axe to look at it. All of them sighed in amazement.
A long time later, he recovered from his daze.
In front of him, there was an enormous ditch about five li wide that stretched from his feet into the distance. At a rough glance, it was more than fifty li long! There seemed to be an enormous gash in the ground that was shocking to see.
Zhen Ling Meng's life was gone!
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A stream of blood sprayed into the air.
A short while later, the news that the three Children of Kun Lun had died spread through all of Kun Lun!
Nie Chen sighed as he spat out two words. Before he finished speaking, he was submerged by the axe glow that was like a raging wave.
The killing energy of the crescent moon had reached an astounding level. Zhen Ling Meng's sword energies would shatter the moment they touched the crescent moon!
[Hundred Sacrificial Soul Killing Sword]!
He had never seen such an astounding blow. He had never seen such a terrifying xiuzhe. Even the strongest disciple in the sect would not give him such a strong blow.
Only today, when he saw that figure in the sky that was like a demon god, that enormous ball of light that contained astounding power, did he suddenly understand.
Seven shadows!
With each shadow that appeared, the killing energy of the crescent moon would increase by a fraction!
Tenth-Grade!
Why was he on the same team as his natural enemy … …
"Kun Lun."
The Black Gold Seal Soldier and A Gui were even more fearless and vicious. In any case, there were more people to finish them off.
Zuo Mo was the strongest of Mo Cloud Sea … …
Unfortunately … it was too late …
I can't report back to the sect what happened here … What a pity …
Suddenly, he realized that this little master of his must be extraordinary.
Everyone was stunned by this slash.
This was the first time since the establishment of Kun Lunzi. Realizing the severity of the problem, the disciple on duty ran out like a madman.
The Black Gold Seal Soldier did not show weakness. Especially when he saw even Tenth Grade was in the limelight, he felt it was unfair and attacked.
He maintained his downward slashing motion and did not move an inch.
On the other hand, Zhen Ling Meng's heart was in chaos. Especially seeing Senior Brother Nie Chen's desperate counterattack, in front of the other party's unparalleled ferocious axe light, it was as weak as paper, and Senior Brother Nie Chen even died on the spot, her face instantly turned pale.
Suddenly, pa, pa, pa, the three jade swords shattered without any warning.
As expected, Sir was indeed Sir!
A Gui was elusive. Usually, just as the enemy came out, she would appear behind the other like a ghost and snap the other's neck.
But every time he saw Silly Bird out of the corner of his eye that seemed to be sleeping, he instantly felt that it was better not to be too eye-catching … …
Tears flowed down his face.
Tenth Grade's blood boiled as he watched, his body burning. That dominance, that power, that peerlessness, that unstoppable, that unstoppable, wasn't that what he dreamed of?
Zuo Mo was like an inhuman monster. All common sense did not seem to exist on his body.
It was a pity that these people that were looking at Zuo Mo with admiration could not hear the inner struggle of their idol.
The two were vicious people that killed people like they were grass. Seeing this, Sunshine, the good child, had an expression of pity, pity, pity … … and still pity … …
The disciple on duty in the hall changed expression. This meant that three Kun Lun disciples had been killed. He hurriedly went forward to pick up the fragments. When he saw the three names, his face instantly paled.
The unstoppable golden axe energy swept over and immediately took over his entire field of vision.
Zuo Mo's astounding strike attracted everyone's gazes. Even Tenth Grade and Zhen Ling Meng who were fighting were the same.
The light dissipated.
Who could kill three Children of Kun Lun?
"Oh no, my shoulder seems to have been dislocated … … should I tell them … … this is so embarrassing … … oh … … I should enjoy it first … …"
The sound of panting could be heard from far away.
When Zhen Ling Meng collapsed on the ground, Silly Bird slowly put away the phoenix flame. Where the phoenix flame had been, there was nothing left, not even a speck of dust.
The sect did not place enough importance on Mo Cloud Sea … …
When he used this method to vent the matters that had been accumulating inside, his mind became clear, and his strength increased.
The stalemate between the two sides was immediately broken.
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People continuously walked out from the five palaces. As long as they weren't on their side, not a single one of them was spared. They were instantly killed!
Three Children of Kun Lun had been killed at the same time!
That was worthy of the name Tenth Grade!
Not just in strength, but that presence, a presence that was completely different from them!
There were only fifty Children of Kun Lun in all of Kun Lun. Each Child of Kun Lun had great status in the sect, and each of them was astounding in strength. Any one of them would be able to stir up countless storms.
His expression calmed down and became solemn. He raised his face and saw the vicious dominance through the layers of twisted vision. In this moment, countless thoughts spun through his mind.
Three Children of Kun Lun!
Tenth Grade did not have any thoughts of being gentle. He was vicious, each move faster than the last. For a vicious sword scripture like the [Hundred Sacrificed Soul Killing Sword], if he had the upper hand, the other would feel suffocated.
Tenth Grade, who was completely excited from the fight, felt something in his mind was broken. An unprecedented feeling of pleasure rose from the bottom of his heart.
The Ghost Mist Child gaped and was unable to make a sound. This was the Totem Coliseum … … when was the last time the Totem Coliseum had been damaged?
Kun Lun shook!
He sighed inside. His vision was twisted but he could still see unusually clearly. The attack that he had put all of his power into hit the other's axe energy but it was like he had hit an unshakable mountain. It didn't even cause a ripple.
His mind moving, Tenth Grade used his killing move again!
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The eyes of the guards were bright as they looked reverently at Zuo Mo who was lying on the ground. At the side, the Ghost Mist Child would occasionally describe his master's heroic bearing. He spoke in high spirits, spittle flying.
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How was this possible?
Looking out, there were countless jade swords hanging in the hall.
Zuo Mo panted heavily. He seemed to have just been pulled out of the water. His entire body was soaked in sweat that flowed down his bare muscles.
There were countless jade swords hanging in the Sword Guard Hall. Each jade sword was about three cun long, and the name of a disciple was written on the body of the sword. A red string was tied to the end of the sword, and the other end was tied to the beam of the hall.
Such a terrifying person!
When Wei Sheng, Luo Li, Zong Ru and the others continuously came out of the five halls, their power immediately increased.
They usually did not attack, but when they did, they were astounding!
His body that had been drained of power, his mind that was clear, this strange yet wonderful feeling made him feel unspeakably comfortable.
However, the great warrior of the Ghost Mist Tribe in the past, the hall master of Mist Hall, had fallen to a state where he was just making his presence known. It really was sad!
Tenth Grade's morale exploded, and his fighting spirit boiled. The domineering and invincible figure that killed gods and buddhas in his way was deeply imprinted in his mind.
A long time later, he gradually refocused.
Why could Mo Cloud Sea challenge Kun Lun? Why could those poor people of small mountain sects challenge the geniuses of the world like them?
Nie Chen was stunned by the terrifying figure in his field of vision!
Three Children of Kun Lun had been killed!
That demon-like figure kept on appearing in her mind. She felt her heart was dead.
All the power in his body had been drained. The fatigue that followed caused his mind to blank.
Suddenly, he understood why Eldest Shixiong Lin Qian had always said that Mo Cloud Sea would become their greatest enemy! In the past, no one had said it but they had disagreed with this saying. Everyone in Kun Lun had been suppressing their anger.
Stimulated, Tenth Grade became even more frenzied and excited. The presence of the [Hundred Sacrificed Soul Killing Sword] suddenly exploded!
"These people's gazes … … so good … … now you know that your boss is strong and shining … …"
The ravine was bottomless. The walls of the ravine flashed with a glazed sheen and smoke rose in many places.
Tenth Grade suddenly howled, his shen power rippling. The [Hundred Sacrificed Soul Killing Sword] suddenly attacked again!
Based on what?
When they saw Zuo Mo's terrifying presence that was like that of an ancient demon god, Tenth Grade and Zhen Ling Meng unconsciously stopped fighting.
The other's strength surpassed the limits of humans!
But … …
His mind was blank and he could not remember anything. But he knew that it had been many, many years since he had seen such a thing.
He knew that after this battle, his strength would advance a step further!
Of course, the Ghost Mist Child would show off and make his presence known.
The air in front of Nie Chen rippled. The strong flow of air caused everything in his vision to become distorted and unreal. He had a feeling that under this blow, he was fated to turn to dust.
Silly Bird seemed to be fine. She walked her bird walk, her bird head held high as she walked to the side with a proud expression.
The veiled bloody afterimage disappeared. Shadows flashed on the surface of the dark red crescent that was like a blood moon. One was born and the other was destroyed!
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