The figure was a young man in his twenties, dressed in simple black robes.

    The most striking thing is his gray hair like wormwood and a scar across his left face.

    This scar added a trace of ferocity to the original pretty face.

    "No, it''s really him..." Chu Qingchi''s face was tense.

    When the other sword practitioners saw this figure, they all stared round and immediately retreated in horror.

    Most of these martial arts practitioners are sword practitioners. Naturally, they also know who the scarred man with gray hair is in front of them.

    Seal the sword King''s palace, blood knife, Mo juechen!

    This is almost a name that silences sword Xiu.

    Because Mo juechen ranks fifth in the Heaven Sword list of the Fengdao King''s palace!

    It is also rumored that he only ranked fifth because he didn''t want to fight with others on the list. Some even said that if Mo juechen took it seriously, he could even compete with the ruthless man who ranked first in the Tiandao list!

    However, it was not Mo juechen''s reputation and status that frightened many sword practitioners, but his famous dislike of sword practitioners.

    In the north of Heluo, Mo juechen cut 36 Qi refining swords in a row!

    In the bloody sword battle between Jianzong talin and Fengdao king hall, Mo juechen killed more than ten disciples in the inner courtyard of Jianzong talin.

    You know, the disciples in the inner courtyard of the sword clan talin are all elite sword practitioners with extraordinary accomplishments, but they were cut off by Mo juechen!

    There is also the elite in the inner courtyard. Li Jingfeng, the genius sword repairman of the sword sect Tallinn, was cut off by Mo juechen!

    All kinds of achievements have made Mo juechen famous in sword cultivation.

    And such prestige, obviously some blood dripping.

    "Mo juechen, how dare you come?" Chu Qingchi''s character is always plain and easy-going, but now he frowns and looks cold and su.

    "Asked Mo juechen," the sword tablet is the place where the sword builders gather. Why didn''t I come to this feast? "Mo juechen slowly raised his hand and habitually stroked the scar on his face.

    "Senior brother Mo, you''re coming. Help me." Zhao Fengyang''s eyes brightened when he saw Mo juechen coming, as if he had grasped the last straw.

    The surprise he said before is that Mo Jue dust will come.

    "Waste..." Mo juechen snorted coldly and looked at ye guchen coldly.

    "You... Are the sword Xiu who won the name of the sword sect?"

    "So what, you want to protect him?" although ye guchen doesn''t know the power of Mo juechen, it can be seen from the reaction of sword repair and the look of Chu Qingchi that Mo juechen is by no means a good man.

    "Let me think about your way of death. How about being cut to death by my burial sword?" Mo juechen stepped out step by step. With each step forward, his momentum will be majestic.

    "This... Nine turns of refining Qi!" the sword cultivation around was shocked.

    Mo juechen''s cultivation still reaches the top of the gas refining realm. Just relying on his vigorous Qi, I''m afraid he can crush ordinary martial artists in the gas refining realm.

    Mo juechen lifted the bloody red blade, and the blade was blooming with Zhan Zhan''s blood awn.

    "Do you know why I call this sword burial sword?" Mo juechen''s fingers brushed the blade slowly.

    Ye guchen looked coldly.

    "Because it''s stained with the blood of sword repair, it''s called burial sword!" Mo juechen said and cut it out with a knife.

    The sabre Qi, like a bloody string moon, swept away at ye guchen!

    Ye guchen looked awe inspiring. He knew that the Mo juechen in front of him was by no means comparable to Zhao Fengyang''s generation.

    The dust robbing sword is in front of you, the blade is round, and the Taiji sword skill is displayed again.

    However, the knife Qi fell suddenly, and ye guchen''s chest was stuffy. The tiger''s mouth, which had healed quickly, burst again and was dripping with blood.

    Although ye guchen is physically strong and has a Vajra Dharma body, after all, he has fought with Zhao Fengyang before. In his eyes, Mo juechen, who is more powerful than Zhao Fengyang, fell into the disadvantage for a while.

    "Deceive people too much!" Chu Qingchi''s eyes were full of green light and pointed to it as a sword. His body was blue and the sword Qi rushed up into the sky, so he wanted to help.

    "Oh... Chu Qingchi, this is between them. Why should you get involved?"

    Just then, an angry light came and scattered the sword of Chu Qingchi.

    It was Liu Tianying who made the move.

    Although ye guchen''s identity is exposed, Liu Tianying will never forget that ye guchen helped little fatty, and Liu Tianying also wants to blame ye guchen about the origin of the void sword formula.

    Just now, the strength of Ye guchen really surprised Liu Tianying. At the moment, Mo juechen made a move. He was so happy that he could not see Chu Qingchi destroy it.

    "Limitless sword sect, very good..." Chu Qingchi looked slightly angry.

    The reason why he wanted to help ye guchen was not only because he had a small intersection in the desolate city, but also because of Ye guchen''s identity as a sword sect!

    "This Mo juechen is a little too much..." on the other side, situ Hongxue frowned slightly. She was not sure whether ye guchen was the one who left a move on the sword test stone.

    However, Mo juechen''s action alone is despised. After all, ye guchen has just fought with Zhao Fengyang.

    "Hong Xue, what''s their business to do with us?" on the other side, Murong Di Tian was more worried when he saw situ Hong Xue''s face.

    He had never seen situ Hongxue have such emotional waves.

    At present, he was even more unhappy with ye guchen.

    In the field, all sword practitioners held their breath. On the one hand, ye guchen, the fledgling sword sect, and on the other hand, Mo juechen, the famous blood knife for a long time.

    This is bound to be an amazing battle.

    Ye guchen breathed slowly. Rao was still not afraid in the face of Mo juechen''s powerful opponent who was refining Qi for nine turns. This demeanor alone made many sword practitioners applaud secretly.

    Mo juechen looked at ye guchen, who was always indifferent, and his eyebrows were also slightly frozen.

    "Interesting, the burial sword told me that it thirsts for your blood." Mo juechen''s tone was as cold as ice and killed him again.

    His body leaped in the air, and the bloody blade spread out like wings.

    Blood wing Sabre technique!

    "One word electric sword, thunder!"

    Ye guchen took a sword and a dazzling holy stripe burst out on the dust. It was the thunderbolt holy stripe!

    You know, in the battle with Zhao Fengyang just now, ye guchen didn''t urge the power of the holy stripe. At present, it''s obvious that ye guchen can''t hide.

    The power of the thunderbolt holy stripe was stimulated, and suddenly the whole dust robbing sword was wrapped around the whole sword like a silver snake.

    In addition, ye guchen''s one word electric sword with lightning attribute makes this sword more powerful!

    People only feel that ye guchen seems to be dominated by thunder!

    A sword will lead to wind and thunder!

    Boom!

    The strong sword Qi and the blade were like heaven''s wrath. The rocks collapsed and many rock walls shook out huge cracks.

    At the center of the collision, a figure spits out a mouthful of blood and flies upside down. It is ye guchen.

    On the other side, Mo juechen also stepped back a few steps. He seemed to have no harm, but his hand holding the knife was scorched black.

    Obviously, that''s the power of storm thunder holy stripe.

    "Holy stripe divine soldier?" Mo juechen looked at ye guchen''s sword.

    His burial sword is also a divine weapon with holy stripe, but it is a inferior divine weapon with only one holy stripe engraved.

    But from the collision just now, Mo juechen obviously felt that ye guchen''s holy grain divine weapon quality was better than his burial sword, at least it was also a middle-class divine weapon.

    "Cough..." ye guchen covered his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood again.

    "Ha ha, ye guchen, don''t you want to kill me? Don''t you want to calm your anger with my blood? Now, who is the one who is going to die?" not far away, Zhao Fengyang smiled happily.

    Ye guchen''s eyebrows were frozen, and her eyes were like a sword splitting the sky!

    "I will kill you today, and heaven can''t save you!"