Mo Huasong was ecstatic when he saw this move of the magic knife.

Come on, he wants this attack to be more powerful, he wants to advance quickly.

"boom."

Mo Huasong attacked with the magic knife again, and the powerful collision force sent Mo Huasong flying backwards several tens of meters.

During his collision, the sergeants behind him were hit by him and died one after another.

In just one collision, dozens more of those sergeants were killed.

"Mother, let's run away quickly. When gods fight, mortals suffer, and we can't afford to offend them." The sergeant who was still alive didn't dare to be here anymore.

It's too scary. Mo Batian was only injured by the magic knife, and then he was rushed here, and then killed so many of their brothers. What is this?

The sergeants had no choice but to turn around and run away.

As for the king's orders, they didn't care, they just cared about their own survival.

The king saw his men fleeing one after another, and was so angry that he stamped his feet and was about to vomit blood.

Damn it, what is this? They can't do this.

Just when the magic knife thought that Mo Huasong was killed by him, Mo Huasong over there was sitting there with his legs crossed, and a powerful energy entered Mo Huasong's body.

"What's going on?" Demon Sword shouted in surprise.

At this time, Mo Huasong opened his eyes, with joy on his face.

He is already at the first level of the ninth-level foundation building stage. This level of strength is much stronger than what he knew just now.

As long as he continues to practice, he will break through to the golden elixir stage.

Thinking of this, Mo Huasong took out a handful of pills and swallowed them as if he didn't want money.

Suddenly, the round jade stone on its neck moved, and Mo Huasong was secretly alarmed that it was about to eat again.

Mo Huasong did not dare to neglect and hurriedly took 10 million spiritual stones and sent them over.

When the round jade stone had just absorbed the spirit stone, the magic knife realized that something was wrong and immediately flew towards Mo Huasong. He wanted to kill Mo Huasong.

When Mo Huasong saw the opponent approaching, he immediately diverted the faint light from the round jade and shot towards the magic knife.

How could Demon Sword have thought of such a sneak attack? So when he rushed over, he was shot immediately and fell backwards.

"Ah, I'm so angry." The injured Demon Sword shouted angrily.

He seemed to be unable to remember how many years he had not been hurt. Was it one hundred thousand years, or two hundred thousand years?

Ever since his strength reached the Nascent Soul stage, he was so high that no one could offend him.

Under such circumstances, he was actually injured by Mo Batian. Why not make him angry?

But what made him even more angry was that Mo Batian flew over again and punched him.

Just when Demon Sword swung his fist to meet him, he realized that he was no longer Mo Batian's opponent.

"boom."

The Demon Sword was knocked away again, and at this time, Sword Spirit and Black Ghost Fire also rushed up, taking advantage of the Demon Sword's illness to kill him.

The Demon Sword was so frightened that he could no longer care about anything else and hurriedly swung out a weapon.

With a "dang" sound, the sword spirit's attack was directly blocked.

If it were an ordinary weapon, it would definitely be broken by the sword spirit.

But what the Demon Sword holds in his hand is a black sword, not long, but a magic weapon.

Mo Huasong looked at the black sword in Mo Dao's hand strangely and asked: "Mo Dao, isn't your name Mo Dao? Why do you use a sword?"

Demon Sword laughed proudly: "Hahaha, Mo Batian, you are so ignorant. Don't you know that my name is Demon Sword? That's because I use a sword, but it can be both a sword and a sword, so I have such a name.

Say something?"

At this time, Mo Huasong discovered that the sword in Demon Sword's hand was a little different. It looked like both Demon Sword and a broadsword. It seemed really powerful.

"Swish, swish, swish." The magic sword ignored Mo Huasong's strangeness, and the dagger in his hand went straight to Mo Huasong's vitals.

At the same time, the dagger suddenly grew in size and seemed to become a big knife. The black light seemed very terrifying and was about to swallow Mo Huasong.

But at this time, Mo Huasong was no longer the same as before. When the magic knife attacked, he had already rushed forward.

"Come on." Mo Huasong shouted, and slashed forward with the long sword in his hand.

Even if the opponent holds a magic weapon, so what? He is not weak either.

At this moment, the two weapons collided together, emitting terrible energy and knocking everyone around them away.

The weapon in Demon Sword's hand was fine at all, but he was in trouble and was directly knocked away by Mo Huasong's attack.

"Mo Batian, how did you become so powerful all of a sudden?" Demon Sword shouted in disbelief.

I really didn't expect that Mo Batian would be so powerful?

Mo Huasong didn't say anything, and he and Hei Guifu rushed forward at the same time.

In fact, now that Mo Huasong has the Black Ghost Fire, Sword Spirit and others' attacks, who is the opponent of the Demon Sword?

After just one attack, the magic knife was knocked away again.

"Die." Mo Huasong shouted, and the sword spirit pierced the heart of the magic sword.

"Mo Batian, I will never let you go." In the air, the soul of the magic knife had already flown out.

Although his body has been destroyed, his soul can escape.

As long as a few more years pass, he can be reborn again.

However, how could Mo Huasong let him escape now? Mo Huasong immediately flew forward, his soul bud moved, and shot into the soul of the magic knife like thunder and lightning.

"Ah." Demon Sword screamed, truly dead.

Over there, Liu Lanxi also faced off with Lu Yunyi. The two women, who had an unusual relationship with Mo Huasong, struck with a killing move, killing them until the sky was dark.

"Liu Lanxi, you must die." Lu Yunyi shouted angrily.

"Hahaha, Lu Yunyi, do you have what it takes?" Liu Lanxi sneered.

At this time, their strength is actually about the same, and no one can kill the other.

Liu Lanxi saw that Lu Yunyi was difficult to deal with, so she simply used the fifth-grade attack talisman, thinking of destroying the opponent.

But she didn't expect that Lu Yunyi had a magic weapon that could actually make her leave her location instantly.

So when Liu Lanxi threw the fifth-grade attack talisman, she did not hurt Lu Yunyi, but killed the enemy who followed Lu Yunyi.

Those royal masters were really complaining. Originally, they wanted to follow Lu Yunyi and win the beauty's heart.

But he didn't expect that when he won't get the beauty, his life would be lost.

As a result, those experts left one after another and did not dare to stay here again.

Mo Huasong took the thing on the magic knife and continued to fly towards the king. "Mom, I just want to kill the king. I will kill whoever stops him in front."

After saying that, Mo Huasong immediately took action and attacked the sergeant in front.

The soldiers screamed in agony, and within a short time, more than a thousand people died.
Chapter completed!