As Jian Jingtian practices, there are pros and cons. The sword art has increased rapidly, but its cultivation level has stagnated.

Only after witnessing the sword shocking sword, Fang Bai realized that the road to swordsmanship was endless.

Why can you improve at any time when you practice, but the understanding of sword Tao is hard to come by. Follow Jian Jingtian to practice steadily.

Under the tempering of Jian Jingtian's sword path, Fang Bai's sword path has been improved, which can be said to be a thousand miles a day.

However, there are almost 10 unsatisfactory things in the world, and Fang Bai will soon encounter trouble.

The seventh year after Mo Ting's death.

This day.

A rolling thunder suddenly sounded over the Thunder God Sect, spreading thousands of miles away, and countless people looked in horror.

And this is just the beginning!

Rumble!

Another red lightning fell, and it was connected in an instant. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, red lightning was densely spread, and there was a tendency to continue to spread outward.

Countless powerful men from the Thunder God Sect were alarmed and looked into the distant sky in confusion, not knowing what was going on.

"Is it?"

Someone suddenly remembered Thor Hammer!

The sound of thunder quickly reached the top of the mountain where sword energy was scattered. Jian Jingtian looked up and saw a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Fang Bai's eyes suddenly opened, losing the suppression of the sword in the sky, and a dazzling sword light rose up, reaching a hundred feet in the sky, as if venting his depression for several years.

"good!"

Jian Jingtianxin felt something, looked back and nodded to Fang Bai with satisfaction.

There was a sword shadow standing in his eyes, but Fang Bai frowned, feeling a familiar aura, the breath of Thunder Hammer.

Seventeen years, seventeen years have passed, Mo Quli finally refined the Thunder God Hammer?

Fang Bai took a few days, while Mo Quli took seventeen years.

Fang Bai would not think that Mo Quli was incompetent, but instead thought that he was too terrifying.

The two are different. Fang Bai was recognized by Thunder Hammer. Mo Quli was definitely not going to take this path, but should be conquest.

A long roar surged into the sky, accompanied by the rolling thunder spreading all directions, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles...

It spread endlessly to every corner of the Thunder God Sect.

The passionate roar was also the roar of demonstrations, which shocked countless people, including the gods!

A figure seemed to fall from the sky and appeared in the sky of the Thunder God Sect. A small red hammer in his hand exuded a breath of destruction.

Countless red lightning shone around his body, and his majestic divine thoughts dispersed in all directions.

:p first release

Who is it if it’s not Mo Quli?

Seven figures appeared in the sky one after another, and surrendered under this surging aura.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Mo!" Xu Changyou said slowly, with a hint of joy in his voice.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Mo!" The black-faced man said in a deep voice, but he was so insincere.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Mo!" A series of voices sounded, which had a different taste from the past, and Mo Quli could feel it, so he laughed happily.

At this moment, it seems that he is looking down on the world, surrounds the vast world, and reappears the glory of Thunder God in the past. Who can stop it?

"Senior Brother Mo, Mo Ting is dead!"

"What?"

Mo Quli's laughter came to an abrupt end, the smile on the corner of his mouth instantly frozen, and his cold eyes were leaping and shining with red lightning, and his voice was sarcastic, "Who is it?"

What Mo Quli needs is not a reason, but someone's move.

"Fang Bai!"

Xu Changyou said, with a hint of pleasure in his eyes, as if he remembered a sword seven years ago, which made him feel humiliated in full view of everyone.

"he?"

Mo Quli frowned slightly, and heard a trace of unusual meaning. Fang Bai was only at the seventh level of the saint, so how could he kill Mo Ting? He was very confident in Mo Ting's strength.

"Who else?"

"Fang Bai's hand alone." Xu Changyou whispered.

"Um?"

Mo Quli frowned even more, and was very dissatisfied with the answer, "Bring him up."

Xu Changyou smiled bitterly, "I can't bring it."

Mo Quli's expression became colder, and there were two red lightnings leaping in his eyes, and he said indifferently: "Did you let him escape?"

Xu Changyou lowered his head, his eyes showed dissatisfaction, and he whispered: "I didn't escape, but someone protects him, I can't do anything."

"oh?"

Mo Quli calmed down instantly, his eyes swept past. The nine gods of Thunder God Sect, except Jian Jingtian, were all present, and the answer was about to come out.

"Walk!"

Without extra nonsense, Mo Quli stepped out in the air, and was a few miles away. Mo Ting was his direct bloodline. As long as he had the opportunity to become a god, he would definitely be the next god of the Thunder God Sect.

No matter who it is, you have to pay the price of your life.

What made Mo Quli a little confused was how Fang Bai could kill Mo Ting?

It doesn't matter, it's no longer important now.

After all, Jian Jingtian whispered: "Your trouble is here."

Fang Bai also felt that it must be Mo Quli coming and said with a wry smile: "Master, it should be your trouble."

"you…"

Jian Jingtian was suddenly amused by Fang Bai, "Aren't you afraid that I will ignore it?"

"Not afraid!"

Fang Bai smiled and said, "If you really don't care, you won't leave me."

"You boy." Jian Jingtian laughed silently, his eyes gradually became solemn when he looked at the distant sky, and murmured: "I'm afraid it's not that easy this time."

As he spoke, the momentum of the sky was from far to near, and eight figures came into the air, stopping at a high altitude several miles away, and the majestic momentum suddenly suppressed.

"I have seen you all senior brothers and sisters." Jian Jingtian said lightly, and the suppressed aura disappeared invisibly. At this time, he did not stand in front of Fang Bai, but stood behind him.

Fang Bai had no doubt that Jian Jingtian would protect him. This was a test and tempering for him in front of him. Facing the eight gods directly is not a treatment that a saint can enjoy.

At first, Fang Bai was a little worried, but now he completely let go. Looking down, the gods were just stronger people, just seeing this!

"You killed Mo Ting?" Mo Quli's eyes were like a ray of lightning falling. Fang Bai suddenly felt a creepy feeling, and the true energy in his body was circulating, and he said lightly: "Yes!"

"good!"

Mo Quli's eyes became colder and colder, "Then you go and die!" He didn't care why, he just cared about whether he had killed the wrong person.

With a casual grab, a red lightning roar fell, and rushed straight to Fang Bai, ignoring Jian Jingtian.

Seeing the red lightning falling, Jian Jingtian behind him did not move at all. Fang Bai took out the Wuque Sword casually, and a dazzling sword light burst out and slashed out quickly.

boom!

A roar, the red lightning and sword light dissipated at the same time. Fang Bai retreated ten feet before stopping. At this time, he was behind Jian Jingtian.

"How do you feel?" Jian Jingtian asked with a smile without looking back.

"Not bad." Fang Bai took a breath of air conditioning. This was just a random attack from Mo Quli, or a strike from the temptation of Jian Jingtian, but unfortunately it did not achieve the effect.

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the seven gods in the sky. They thought Jian Jingtian would take action, but they didn't expect that Fang Bai blocked the attack.

Although this attack is not as powerful as Mo Quli's strength, it is not easy to have such courage.

"Senior Brother Mo!"

Jian Jingtian finally spoke and said lightly: "You are mobilizing all the troops. Could it be to attack me, an incredible disciple? I would lose my identity!"

disciple?

Some of the gods were happy and some were worried. Jian Jingtian’s disciple was undoubtedly announcing that no one could move Fang Bai, no one could do it!

Bai lowered his head and smiled bitterly. He was indeed Jian Jingtian's disciple, but he couldn't explain it clearly how many generations there were in between.

Mo Quli said coldly: "You want to protect him?"

Jian Jingtian nodded and said, "Not bad!"

"Do you know that he killed Mo Ting?"

"Know!"
To be continued...