The fighting spirit is like flames, burning towards the sky, as if it wants to ignite the sky.

The purple clouds drifted like dancing, like the dress of the sky.

With the long sword of Ziyun Fairy, a purple light broke through the air and stabbed Mo Zhaoxie's eyebrows. The purple light shattered in response to the sound, but it did not disappear and collapsed. Instead, it turned into purple clouds floating beside Mo Zhaoxie's side.

Fairy Ziyun smiled, her long sword kept waving, and her purple light continued.

Mo Zhaoxie kept resisting, and more and more purple clouds floated beside him. Those purple clouds floated beside Mo Zhaoxie, like maggots on his tars and could not get rid of them. The black and gold battle aura surged wildly, sweeping away the purple clouds. However, after a moment, the purple clouds gathered again next to Mo Zhaoxie. Moreover, the purple clouds slashed continuously, scattered and gathered again.

In just a short moment, there were as many as a hundred purple clouds around Mo Zhaoxie. The purple clouds surrounded Mo Zhaoxie in the middle, and Mo Zhaoxie was like an immortal in the clouds.

Fairy Ziyun stopped swinging her sword, looked at Mo Zhaoxie, and smiled.

"Ziyun Hundred Swords!" Fairy Ziyun shouted.

Suddenly, a purple long sword was stabbed out from the hundreds of purple clouds surrounding Mo Zhaoxie. One hundred purple swords were slashing down at Mo Zhaoxie. In an instant, a piece of sword light roared in the shadows of the sword, and purple clouds were everywhere.

"That Ziyun is a magic weapon." Someone exclaimed.

Mo Zhaoxie also realized that Ziyun was not a decorative object around Ziyun Fairy. It was a very terrifying magic weapon. It could actually transform into a hundred with one sword. Such an attack was indeed powerful.

"Ah!" Mo Zhaoxie roared, and a pair of extraordinary black and gold armor covered with magical martial arts. A hundred long swords stabbed on the armor and made a sound of metal intersection. Splashed up pieces of Mars. Mo Zhaoxie ended the black and gold spear and opened and closed, shattering the hundred purple swords one by one.

"It's useless." Fairy Ziyun was not surprised at all when she saw the purple sword being destroyed, but instead smiled. "I know you have a fighting spirit. Maybe my purple sword will be difficult to pierce for a while. However, every time you destroy it, the newly appeared purple sword will be sharper and more powerful than before."

Sure enough, after Mo Zhaoxie crushed hundreds of long swords, hundreds of purple swords appeared again in the hundreds of purple clouds. Moreover, the newly appeared purple swords were much sharper than before. Sword lights hit the black gold armor, making waves of clanging metal sounds. The impact force was much stronger than before.

Mo Zhaoxie waved the dragon spear in his hand and smashed the purple sword one by one.

However, the next moment, the sharper and more powerful purple sword appeared. It was endless and the cycle continued.

This has to be said to be a vicious cycle. The purple sword that appeared soared into the sky, and if it was not destroyed, it would be impossible to avoid it. However, after being destroyed, the purple sword that appeared, which was even more powerful than before.

It’s not right to destroy it, nor can it be done without destroying it.

"To be honest, I, Fairy Ziyun, do not have any powerful cultivation. I rely entirely on this magic weapon in my hand." Fairy Ziyun smiled and walked casually in the air. "If you can destroy my magic weapon, I will automatically admit defeat."

"Okay!" Mo Zhaoxie put away the dragon spear, and the battle energy rolled, blocked all the sword lights outside. In this way, he could not hold on to the attack for a long time, and the armor would break. Mo Zhaoxie's eyes chilled and decided to fight quickly. "Then I will destroy your magic weapon."

"Haha," Ziyun Fairy laughed loudly, "The purple clouds gather and disperse impermanently, and they slash continuously, scatter and gather again. I see how you break it!"

But her laughter came to an abrupt end the next moment, and her horrified expression frozen on her face. She looked at Mo Zhaoxie in disbelief and smashed a purple cloud with one punch, and it completely shattered, disappearing between heaven and earth, and never appear again.

"This is?!" Fairy Ziyun looked at Mo Zhaoxie's fist in horror. "What?"

"But that's it." Mo Zhaoxie smiled and roared, and his whole body was full of energy like a sea of ​​energy gathered on his fists. One step and one punch, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of purple clouds were actually shattered by Mo Zhaoxie.

"How is that possible?!" Fairy Ziyun looked at Mo Zhaoxie in horror and destroyed his proud Ziyun Hundred Swords in the blink of an eye, as if he was watching a fantasy for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, there was no more purple cloud in the sky. Mo Zhaoxie smiled slightly, and his fists burned the rolling energy, like two balls of hot sun. He walked towards the fairy Ziyun step by step, with a dull expression.

"Impossible!" Fairy Ziyun exclaimed, "No one can break my sword formation so easily." Then, Fairy Ziyun looked at Mo Zhaoxie's hands, and the two balls of light burned like the fiery sun. "Your magic power is different. It seems that there is the power of being born to break magic weapons." Fairy Ziyun suddenly thought of something and exclaimed in surprise, "You are actually practicing the technique of climbing the sky!"

Mo Zhaoxie stopped and looked at Fairy Ziyun. He said calmly: "Are you still going to act now?"

Fairy Ziyun was stunned and looked at Mo Zhaoxie for no reason. She looked like she didn't understand what Mo Zhaoxie was saying.

"Your surprised expression is really fake," Mo Zhao said. "That deliberateness is like a clown performing in my eyes."

Suddenly, purple light suddenly appeared!

A purple light seemed to break through the limitations of space and time, and pierced at the back of Mo Zhaoxie's head faster than lightning. The purple light was silent and transparent. It was also a sudden attack at the moment when Mo Zhaoxie and Fairy Ziyun were talking. It was indeed difficult to be wary of.

A dragon roar sounded, and the dragon spear suddenly appeared. It ran into purple light when it was ineffective. The purple light failed to hit the hit, as if there was a spirit, and wanted to escape.

Mo Zhaoxie reached out and grabbed the purple light tightly in his hand. The purple light struggled hard, but in vain. After a few breaths, the purple light dissipated, and a small amethyst sword that was only one foot long was grabbed by Mo Zhaoxie. Mo Zhaoxie took a look and put it away, then looked at Fairy Ziyun, "I think this is the true body of the Amethyst Sword. What you hold is just an illusion."

Fairy Ziyun looked at Mo Zhaoxie with an ugly expression. Sure enough, the three-foot-long amethyst sword in her hand disappeared very quickly. "Give me back my amethyst sword!" Fairy Ziyun shouted sternly.

"Haha," Mo Zhaoxie laughed, "You use it to kill me, do I have the reason to return it to you again? Why do I give it to you again? Can you kill me again?"

Fairy Ziyun looked at Mo Zhaoxie and forced herself to calm down. "How did you see the flaws of the Amethyst Sword? I have never seen through the true body of the Amethyst Sword in my use of the sword for so long."

"It's very simple," Mo Zhaoxie said, "The Purple Cloud Hundred Swords look terrible, but they need the cooperation of their opponents in both formation and time. In other words, if I start by not fighting against the purple light you are stinging out, then there will be no purple clouds. Without Ziyun, there will be no sword formation like Ziyun Hundred Swords. If it doesn't form a sword formation, wouldn't that purple sword be no different from a decoration? However, even such a useless sword is regarded as a treasure by you, and it must have its own uniqueness. If Ziyun Hundred Swords does not count, there must be other killer moves."

"Then the question is, what kind of killing move can a sword that has been held in the master's hand? So, I destroyed Ziyun one by one to see your reaction. However, your hand holding the sword is too stable. It is not as stable as holding a killing move. At that moment, I knew that the sword in your hand was fake. All false functions are confusion. And the real killing move is hidden in the illusions used for confusion."

"I don't need to say more about the next one." Mo Zhao said evilly.

Fairy Ziyun took a deep breath and looked at Mo Zhaoxie, "I lost, and I was convinced. I wonder if I can leave?"

Mo Zhaoxie nodded, "I don't want to commit more murder. As long as you don't mess with me, I will not look for you again."

"Thank you." Fairy Ziyun bowed and left very quickly.

Mo Zhao Xie looked around, "Who else wants to stop me?"

Even the four-step realm of Fairy Ziyun retreated, and even if the others were determined to stand out, they had to think about it again and again. However, at this time, the woman in green flew over again and looked at Mo Zhaoxie. She closed the seven-story Linglong Tower and smiled, "I wonder if I can walk with you?"

"Conditions." Mo Zhao said evilly.

Huashang was stunned. In the original imagination, Mo Zhaoxie wanted to say nothing of it after refusing. "No wonder you can't sense it. It's not on you. Otherwise, you wouldn't have told me about the above conditions." Huashang reached out and touched his hair, and what he took out was a small wooden thorn that was only one inch. The wooden thorn instantly grew bigger and suddenly became a wooden sword.

"This is!" Mo Zhaoxie was shocked when he saw the wooden sword. Such a wooden sword was too familiar, and the same aura would not admit his mistake at all.

Supreme evil soldier!

"Are you?" Mo Zhaoxie looked at Huashang in surprise.

Hua Shao smiled slightly, "It is also a joy in life to be surprised by the demon-loving sword master Mo Zhao Xie." As he said that, he waved the wooden sword in his hand, "Zhu Xian Sword Master Hua Shao!"

Mo Zhaoxie smiled slightly and nodded.

Since his identity has been revealed by the flower wound, Mo Zhaoxie has no need to disguise him anymore. He took off the mask of the evil ghost and revealed his true appearance.

"It's him! It's him!"

"Don't attack evil sword master!"

"Now the seventh prince Yan Nanfei is looking for him all over the world outside, but he didn't expect that he would actually enter the underworld."

"The Master of Zhuxian Sword is Flower Injury! Another supreme evil soldier has been born."

"Yes, there are three people who have been born now."

"The demon-loving sword master Mo Zhaoxie was born first, and the subsequent ghost-killing sword master Shi Potian was born because of him. Now the Zhuxian Sword Master Hua Shu was born in front of him. This Mo Zhaoxie..."

"Ancient evil body..."

Huashu carried the Zhuxian Sword behind her, "Can I walk with me?"

Mo Zhaoxie nodded, "Let's go."

Watching Mo Zhaoxie and Hua Shuai fly away, everyone looks at the backs of the two.

"Seven swords have been on the same branch since ancient times, and heaven and earth have traveled together..."

"Three swords are born, four swords are still far away..."
Chapter completed!