Miao'er and Haoyue both took action at the same time.

"Hmph, two brats who are still young, want to stop me?" Mo Yu looked extremely arrogant in front of the two of them.

After saying this, he stretched out five palms and hit Haoyue's chest with one palm.

boom!

Haoyue's face immediately sank and he flew out.

"Haoyue!" Yu Yue shouted anxiously.

Fortunately, Miao'er's thin body was extremely fast, and she managed to tie Mo Yu with three consecutive palm strikes, thus saving both of them from death.

Mo Yu took a few steps back and looked at Miao'er with slightly surprised eyes: "Hey, little girl, didn't you realize that you actually have such a huge power in your body?"

"There are still many things you haven't seen yet." Miao'er said coldly: "You haven't seen it yet, and I'm ready to kill you!"

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Haha, you are such an arrogant little girl. She thinks she will be invincible if she blocks my palm, right?"

"Look at this move!" Mo Yu suddenly took three steps back. Each of these three steps was to spread the sword-shaped sword energy in the air.

"Three swords break the heart!"

"Break it for me!" Mo Yu stamped her feet fiercely.

Boom! There was a loud noise, the ground trembled violently, and three sharp swords rose from the ground.

Miao'er's jade eyes turned cold. She was still a child after all. He might be in the top ten among the disciples, but he was far from the opponent of an elder like Mo Yu.

Bang!

Her delicate body was blown away by the sword energy.

"Meow'er!" Qing'er exclaimed, and immediately she saw Mo Yu approaching Haoyue and Yuyue step by step, she felt deep in despair.

At this time, the whole place was filled with huge depression.

Fang Qing's side was completely defeated.

In the eyes of many people, the war is a foregone conclusion.

Zhang Hun laughed crazily at this time: "Haha, Fang Qing, you are done, you can't change the final result."

Fang Qingyu narrowed her eyes. In hundreds of rounds of confrontation with Zhang Hun, her Heaven-Slaying Sword was suppressed by the God-Slaying Ghost Sword. She already looked tired. In addition, the collapse of the situation below brought her huge

Pressure, although she still has some advantages in cultivation, she is gradually losing ground.

She stands tall in the sky, gasping for breath. She no longer has the solemnity and majesty she once had, but instead gives people a sense of loneliness and desolation.

She was really powerless. She looked up at the sky silently with her jade eyes, which flashed with worry. Suddenly, she laughed at herself: "It seems that you will not show up. Are you still not ready to forgive me in the end?"

"Fang Qing, it's over. From today on, the era between you and Qi Qing is completely over. From now on, Jian Zong will be my world! Haha, hahaha!"

At this time, Zhang Hun laughed wildly. He stood the God-killing Ghost Sword in front of his chest, and the black sword full of sinister power slowly rotated.

A ten thousand-foot-long sword shines all the way to Fang Qing.

When they saw the ten-thousand-foot sword light, everyone held their breath. The ten-thousand-foot sword light was so strong that even Feng Sha and Lu Shan were frightened.

"Is that the trick?"

Seeing Zhang Hun's starting move, Fang Qingyu's eyes also darkened, and she felt helpless in her heart.

"Fang Qing, you should have seen it, right? Yes, this is the martial arts of the God-killing Ghost Sword, the secret of the sword demon back then: to kill all the immortal bodies! Haha, hahaha, it's over, it's over,

If you are hit by this martial arts, even if you have the body of an immortal, you will definitely turn into ashes and be destroyed. The Sword Sect is mine!"

"Behead the immortal body!"

Zhang Hun spoke every word, with one hand and one sword, waving the light of the sword.

"Buzz!" The whole audience held their breath.

Under that sword light, what brought Jian Zong was endless despair.

Fang Qing was also in a daze at this moment.

"Boom!"
Chapter completed!