Mo Yu's sword was sharp and elegant, aiming at Xiao Yun, and attacking his chest at an extremely fast speed!

The sword style drives the sword force, and the sword has not reached the future!

A majestic aura as strong as a mountain has pressed towards Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun did not dare to be arrogant. As the spiritual energy was running, his feet were flexibly paced and retreated at an extremely fast speed.

With Xiao Yun's pace, the sword force condensed throughout Mo Yu's body would decrease by one point as Xiao Yun took every step back.

Everyone looked from a distance and saw Mo Yu's sword following Xiao Yun, but it could not hurt him at all.

"Boom..."

Xiao Yun easily avoided Mo Yu's sharp attack, and his sword brushed across Xiao Yun's side and cracked a crack of ten feet deep on the ground of the fighting field.

Seeing this situation, everyone was so scared that they could hide as far as they could, fearing that they would be too late to hide. If they were accidentally injured by this sword force, the most powerful person would probably be cut in half by a sword.

"Why do you have to draw a sword if you have a disagreement?"

Xiao Yun flexibly avoided Mo Yu's sharp sword with his elegant steps, and then asked in confusion.

However, this sound was another matter in Mo Yu's ears, just like a playboy teasing a good woman, making her brows even tighter.

"The thief, the prodigal son of the Dingtut will take his life!"

Unable to listen to Xiao Yun's explanation, Mo Yu's sword became even more fierce, and he continued to chase Xiao Yun with a long sword in his hand.

However, Xiao Yun's steps were too exquisite. No matter how strong and fierce the sword of Mo Yu's attacked, it would not hurt Xiao Yun at all.

"This guy has two tricks, but he can hold on for so long in the hands of Senior Sister Mo Yu. Even if he dies, he will be proud!"

Jiang Feng and his men hid in the distance and observed the battle between Xiao Yun and Mo Yu. They commented one by one, but they were almost fiddling with a table of tea.

"How can Xiao Yun compare with Senior Sister Mo? Didn't you see that he had been beaten by Senior Sister Mo step by step?"

"That's right, when he compared with Senior Sister Mo, he was like a firefly looking up at the bright moon. He would soon be ashamed and kowtowed and begged for mercy!"

After two consecutive days, two consecutive days, they couldn't do anything to Xiao Yun. Mo Yu put away his contempt and knew that he had encountered a difficult opponent today.

However, since he chose to take action, Mo Yu thought he was sure to take Xiao Yun down, and the previous moves were just tentative attacks.

"kill!"

Unconsciously, Mo Yu had already exclaimed a little angry. If she could not take Xiao Yun off her face today, she wouldn't know where to put it.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xiao Yun's realm is only at the seventh level of the Linghai Realm, and her black jade is already at the peak of the Ninth level of the Linghai Realm, and she is only one step away from the Dao Base Realm.

Moreover, this is also the result of her suppression of the Dao Base Realm that she did not want to break through too early. It is said that the longer she stayed in the ninth level of the Linghai Realm, the more she might be able to come into contact with a mysterious realm.

However, Mo Yu, who had been suppressed for more than three years, has not yet been exposed to the mysterious realm of the legend, which makes her doubt whether this legend really exists.

It is said that even if you cannot enter that state, as long as you get in touch with a little bit, it will have unexpected benefits for future achievements.

Therefore, by looking up family classics, Mo Yu used various methods not only to not touch the slightest level of that state, but instead made her foundation deeper.

Therefore, Mo Yu is almost unable to meet an opponent in the Linghai Realm. No, today, she was entrusted by her sister to teach this prodigal son a lesson. With her strong strength, she couldn't do anything.

Mo Yu's anger rose a little, and the sword in her hand became even more fierce. A sword light instantly swept towards Xiao Yun's waist like a sickle in the god of death.

"Damn it, is it over?"

"Zi Ye Xuanji!"

Xiao Yun cursed inwardly, and never dared to be timid again.

As the mind turns, Zi Ye's mysterious energy moves, draw a circle with the left hand and the right hand, and a pure white pattern that looks like Tai Chi is transformed in front of you.

This is the Xuanji diagram formed by Zi Ye's mysterious energy.

Xuanji draws the use of softness to overcome hardness.

When Mo Yu's sharp sword light arrived, he was blocked by the newly formed Xuanji map, and in a blink of an eye, it dissolved its attack invisibly.

"What a wonderful mysterious method!"

But seeing Xiao Yun's easy attack, Mo Yu couldn't help but be stunned.

Others may not be able to see Xiao Yun’s depth, but how could Mo Yu, who is the descendant of the royal family, not be able to see Xiao Yun’s horror?

What she just used was the "Ling Jian Style" of the Moyang family. Once she used it, no one among her peers would be her opponent, and even some ordinary Taoist base powerhouses would not dare to respond to their sharpness.

As a result, the person in front of him only used his cultivation level at the seventh level of the Linghai Realm to dissolve her sword style.

"What kind of martial arts is this guy practicing? He actually resolved Mo Yu's sword-ling style!"

The boy in front of Chu Nan in the distance saw all this clearly. He noticed that Xiao Yun had dissolved Mo Yu's sword-like posture and couldn't help but put away his contempt, but his eyes became more and more sharp.

"I don't know this!"

Chu Nan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. It was not that he had never fought with Xiao Yun before, but now it seems that he is not Xiao Yun's opponent at all.

Unexpectedly, this guy grew up so fast that even the shocking Mo Yu in his heart could not have a slight advantage in Xiao Yun's hands.

"I really underestimate you, I have to be careful next!"

If you don’t show some real things today, you may not only lose your reputation, but also the reputation of the Spirit Fire Vein will be damaged.

"The first move of the Nine Arts of Mo Yang, Mo Yang ascends to the sky!"

As Mo Yu finished speaking, the sword in her hand suddenly changed.

A black sun suddenly appeared in the sword!

"This is Mo Yang!"

Someone exclaimed, and the Moyang family made great reputation with the Moyang Nine Arts, and "Moyang" was the characteristic of the Moyang family cultivating the Moyang Nine Arts.

The Moyang family, the Moyang Nine Arts are very terrifying!

So for a period of time, a saying spread across the suffering state: "Mo Yang rises, the sky is dim! Mo Yang falls, the earth is sinking!"

Seeing that Mo Yu actually used the legendary Nine Arts of Mo Yang, the young man standing in front of Chu Nan in the distance finally turned ugly, and his two fists even clenched.

Moyang takes off!

With Mo Yang's birth, Xiao Yun felt that the spiritual essence around him was actually absorbed by Mo Yang's domineeringness, and even part of Xiao Yun's mind was swallowed up.

As the continuous spiritual energy gathered in Mo Yang, Mo Yang actually emitted a black light as dark as ink. However, Xiao Yun's mind was very clear that the black light was actually composed of countless black sword energy.

Within a radius of 100 meters around Mo Yu, the bluestone slabs laid on the ground could not withstand Mo Yang's ruthless crushing, and turned into countless powders and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!