"Xiaohe, what do you want to do?"

The bronze crane was usually greedy and cunning, which made Yang Yunfan wonder if it was influenced by some unscrupulous old man when it was a child and became like this when it grew up.

At this moment, the bronze crane suddenly said such tragic words, as if he was about to sacrifice his life, which made Yang Yunfan quite unaccustomed!

"Young Master, watch out! Today, Xiaohe will help you become famous all over the world!"

The bronze crane didn't care whether Yang Yunfan heard it or not. It roared suddenly, its wings quivered a few times quickly, and mysterious bright spiritual patterns appeared on its wings. Then it closed in with a swipe and rushed towards the sky!

Its body was already slender. After folding its wings, it used the bird's beak as the tip of the sword and the crane body as the sword. It quickly spun and emitted a burst of incomparable dark green sword light!

"kill!"

boom!

The bronze crane accelerated, its body was like flowing light, and it continuously broke through the layers of space shackles.

In this void, after the space shackles were broken, countless space forces began to become chaotic. The gray space forces around them were like a tsunami, rolling and turbulent back and forth.

Circles of huge gray halo were formed, rippling around the bronze crane!

The bronze crane turned into a dark green sword light, extremely bright, like a meteor piercing the sky, rushing directly towards God Moko!

This sword light caused the world to change color, as if it had been pierced by a sharp sword and began to bleed!

…

"Oh my God, what is that?"

"A dark green sword light rushes towards God Moko?"

"But, isn't this sword light too thick? It's nearly hundreds of meters long! It's like a rainbow piercing the sun!"

In the distance, the monks watching the battle exclaimed loudly.

There are also many swordsmanship monks in the Fire Spirit World, such as the Qingshan Sword Master of the Tianxuan Sword Sect, who is famous for cutting green mountains with one sword. However, ordinary monks have only heard of his legends and have never seen him take action. They don't know what the scene is.

How grand and shocking!

"This supremely powerful man must be a swordsman monk!"

At this moment, they looked up at the dark green sword light, heading straight towards God Mokogu. They were all extremely excited and couldn't help shouting.

…

"snort!"

Facing this bright sword light, Ancient God Moko snorted coldly, with a disapproving expression on his face: "You dare to attack me even if you are in the realm of Dzogchen? You are simply asking for your own death!"

"Boom!"

Ancient God Moko casually waved his sleeves, and immediately, countless flame elements condensed from the void, forming a dark golden flame defensive net in front of him.

"Chi chi chi..."

The bronze crane turned into sword light. Although it was fast, its power was limited. It strangled the flame defensive net one after another, but it seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, encountering many obstacles and could not be broken through!

Not to mention, the true form of God Moko is the life of fire.

Except for the core life mark, this flame life cannot be easily damaged. Because it is not flesh and blood, other places, even if the flame defense snare is pierced by the bronze crane, it does not matter to God Moko. In an instant

It can be restored.

"Although I am not good at close combat, as long as I don't encounter a strong person who practices the law of soul destruction, no one can hurt me. Yang Yunfan, you are just a God King Dzogchen cultivator, how dare you draw your sword in front of me?"

Ancient God Moko thought that the bronze crane was controlled by Yang Yunfan, so it turned into a sword light and attacked him. At this time, he couldn't help but sneer at Yang Yunfan to kill his fighting spirit!

At the same time, he clapped his hands again!

boom!

The boundless flame breath rolled, and the heat wave hit his face, suppressing it directly towards Yang Yunfan! Because he was already very close to the ancient god Moko, Yang Yunfan could not avoid this palm.

The flame element contained in this palm is too strong!

The temperature is too high!

Yang Yunfan even felt that his eyebrows were burning!

"Um?"

However, when the mighty God Moko pressed down on Yang Yunfan with his mighty palm, he suddenly saw the three hundred and sixty small swords floating out from behind the butt of the bronze crane, forming a strange sword.

Formation, blocking in front of Yang Yunfan.

These three hundred and sixty small swords are constantly changing, flowing out of position with each other. The sword energy is cutting on the flame palm print one after another, and it actually slowly weakens the elemental power on the flame palm print.

But when the palm print struck in front of Yang Yunfan, its power was less than one-tenth, and it couldn't even break through the shield of the bronze crane.

"Huh? How is it possible? It's actually blocked?"

God Moko was extremely surprised.

This strange cloud pattern sword formation actually blocked his palm.

There are three hundred and sixty small swords, each of which is a top-grade spiritual treasure with a hard texture. Moreover, these small swords have a strange connection with each other. They form an energy shield in front of Yang Yunfan, sharing the responsibility.

A palm from the ancient god Moko!

If there is only one small sword, the small sword will probably shatter under the palm of the ancient god Moko! Even if there are ten small swords, combined, they may not be able to block the palm of the ancient god Moko.

A palm strike from this supreme power is equivalent to a full-force attack from the Chaos Treasure. Even if there are only ten top-grade spiritual treasures in total, how can they resist it?

But three hundred and sixty small swords are united together, and these small swords are connected with each other by mysterious threads, fusing their power together to exert a defensive ability that is comparable to a mid-grade defensive treasure!

"This little sword... is evolving into a defensive sword formation according to the Cloud Pattern Sword Scripture?"

Ancient God Moko immediately saw the extraordinary features of these three hundred and sixty small swords. They were connected with each other, forming layers of cloud patterns, which were obscure and mysterious.

Yang Yunfan, relying only on his cultivation at the Dzogchen realm, could use this small sword to form a cloud-patterned sword formation to block his own palm. If he had obtained this small sword defensive formation, wouldn't he be able to block the sixth level of the Supreme Realm?

The attack of the seventh level strong man?

"This little sword is also a treasure!"

"This guy Yang Yunfan is really my lucky star, he is like a money-giving boy!"

God Moko felt extremely happy.

As a supremely powerful person, although his status and strength far exceed those of Dzogchen monks, he still has some shortcomings.

The secret realms of the universe left by many senior masters will leave bans on the supreme powerhouse, which also makes it difficult for the supreme powerhouse to obtain enough treasures and techniques from other seniors!

Unless the supreme powerhouse himself is good at refining weapons.

Otherwise, a supremely powerful person would just rely on his own virtual world to evolve a treasure of his own destiny.

Such is the case with Mokogu God!

Except for the Fire Beast Seal, he has no other Chaos Treasures on his body. Otherwise, he can use a Chaos Treasure to exchange the Qishan Demon Flame with Demon Lord Qingshao!

Why is there any need to attack a junior like Yang Yunfan without regard to face?

At this moment, he discovered that Yang Yunfan not only possessed an offensive treasure like the Dragon Abyss Divine Sword, but also a flying treasure mount like the Bronze Crane. Even these three hundred and sixty small swords, when combined together, turned out to be

A great defensive treasure!
Chapter completed!