"You..." Mo You frowned, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

This sword is his martial spirit.

If it is forcibly pinched off, he will naturally suffer backlash.

However, being able to forcibly break his Wangyou Sword martial spirit was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Despicable." Not far away, Mo You shouted coldly.

"Yi Xiao, you only know these dirty tricks?"

Xiao Yi ignored it and just looked directly at Mo You, "Use your strongest sword."

"As you wish." Mo You nodded.

"Holy Oblivion Sword."

Mo You's sword suddenly changed.

On the sword, the aura of annihilation surges into the sky.

The sword is inherently indomitable, sharp and extremely sharp.

Now, add this breath of annihilation.

This sword must be so powerful that it is almost impossible to defeat it.

"What a strong sword." From a distance, Lin Xinghe's feeling was the most intuitive.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to block this sword."

"Holy Oblivion Sword?" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, after he passed Dengyun Road, the vice-dean told him that there would be a big reward.

After that, Senior Luo gave him two techniques.

One of them is the Holy Annihilation Palm.

The Holy Annihilation Palm is the strongest martial skill taught by Heiyun Xue.

Xiao Yi has understood the Holy Annihilation Palm, but he has not thought about practicing it.

I never thought that there is another Holy Oblivion Sword.

With Xiao Yi's current eyesight, it is obvious that the level of the Holy Annihilation Sword is much higher than that of the Holy Annihilation Palm.

Clang…

Mo You's sword came out instantly.

The sword was almost at its peak; the annihilating breath was in front of Xiao Yi's throat almost instantly.

However, when the sword was still an inch away from Xiao Yi's throat, the sword failed to advance any further.

The blade of the sword was once again held by the beast's hand.

That astonishing aura of annihilation is also hard to do anything about.

"You lost." Xiao Yi said indifferently.

"You..." Mo You's face suddenly turned ugly.

Click...bang...

Xiao Yi grasped the Sword of Forgetfulness with his palm, annihilating the breath and disintegrating them all.

With one punch, Mo You spat out a mouthful of bloody blood and was knocked back a hundred meters.

High in the sky.

A figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The figure looked directly at Xiao Yi below with cold eyes.

The figure slowly stretched out his hand and was about to press it down, but stopped instantly.

The figure glanced not far away.

High in the sky, three figures stared at him.
Chapter completed!