"If you lose your joy, it's okay if you don't!"

"Young friend is really so obsessed?"

"The way is different, don't make plans for each other!"

"Hmph, don't eat toast and drink! Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

After a few simple words, the eighth-grade Mo Tu suddenly became ruthless.

He did love talents, and then Yang Kai's attitude was so firm that he couldn't help but conquer him. Moreover, considering that this kind of place should not be kept for a long time, although the human army has gone far away, dozens of people have escaped just now. If the eighth-rank Kaitian of the human race learned that he had committed suicide, he might have eighth-rank coming to deal with him.

With his current state, if the eighth-grade Kaitian really comes, it will definitely end in a tragedy.

The long sword shook, and the thousands of sword lights suddenly retracted, instantly gathered into one, and slashed at Yang Kai.

The violent force hit Yang Kai's body trembled wildly, and even if he tried his best, he could not stop his power. The sharp sword energy flew wildly, his cutting clothes were ragged, and his blood was soaring.

Under that huge force, the whole person was cut off like an arrow.

The eighth-grade Mo Tu refused to forgive him, followed closely like a maggot on his tarsal bones. The long sword in his hand was swinging slowly. Every time he waved it, he cut out a mad sword energy.

From a distance, the sword energy was continuous, as if it turned into a long river of sword energy. At the end of the river was where Yang Kai was.

The Star-Chasing Moon-Chasing Sword in the Blessed Land of Xuan Jian!

Yang Kai instantly understood the old man's foundation.

After struggling in the battlefield of Mo for so many years, he has strengthened many elites from the Cave Heaven and the Blessed Land. He also knows some of the magical powers and secret techniques of the Cave Heaven and the Blessed Land.

The old man in front of him was obviously the Star Chasing Moon Sword, which was the sword move of the Xuan Jian Blessed Land.

However, even if you know this, you cannot change the depressed situation.

Both Yang Kai and the eighth-grade Mo Tu have just survived a cruel battle. Although the eighth-grade Mo Tu suffered much more injuries than Yang Kai, the grade is one-grade, and the level of the first-grade is enough to form a crushing momentum.

This is Yang Kai. If it were any other seventh grade, he would probably have fallen under the hands of this eighth grade Mo Tu.

Under the storm-like attack, Yang Kai was almost unable to resist. The Great Free Spear Technique had been used to the extreme, but it was still difficult to block the power of the opponent's sword technique.

The wanton sword energy contained great power, which made him bruised and covered in bruises.

As the old man's sword light continued to slash out, the distance between the two sides was quickly closer, and the old man's sword intent became more and more fierce.

A great sense of crisis enveloped Yang Kai. Although he didn't know why, he could clearly feel that when the distance between them was closer to a certain extent, the old man would have a shocking magical power, and then it would be the time to separate life and death.

How could he make the other party happy?

Seeing that the eighth-grade Mo Tu continued to approach, his eyes suddenly opened and closed.

The next moment, the right eye became as dark as an abyss. As the eyes changed, the entire void seemed to be covered with a curtain.

At the same time, a majestic golden vertical benevolence was revealed on the left eye.

The figure of the eighth-grade Mo Tu was reflected from the golden vertical benevolence. With the use of the pupil technique, the eighth-grade Mo Tu's reflection was strangely distorted.

The eighth-grade Mo Tu who was bombarding Yang Kai suddenly felt as if he was thunderous, as if a huge force was acting on him in the dark, causing him to feel severe pain and he was stiff involuntarily.

When he met Yang Kai's strange eyes, the eighth-grade Mo Tu was surprised: "Eyes of the Destroying World, Black Eyes of Purgatory?"

This young man is actually the demonic cub of Wan Motian?

But the old man never felt any demonic energy from him from beginning to end.

In this way, either this young man had been hiding his origin before, or he was not a disciple of Wanmotian, but used his military achievements to exchange for the practice methods of these two secret techniques in the battlefield of Mozhi.

It would be fine if it was the former, but if it was the latter, then this young man would be a little amazing.

Anyone who can exchange this secret method of practice that is not passed on is all people with outstanding military achievements, and they are all elites of the human race who are stained with countless blood of the Mo clan.

However, although this young man's attainment in these two major eye techniques is quite good, the effect he can achieve is very limited.

Therefore, when the old man's thoughts changed, the impact of the two major eye techniques on him was gone.

Yang Kai earned this moment.

The sound of the golden crow crow sounded, the sun rose, and the might of glory filled the void.

The old man had just come to his senses when the sun had broken through the sword light and rushed to his eyes.

"Supernatural Powers and Dharma Image!" The old man raised his eyebrows and praised in his heart. Although this seventh-grade young man's cultivation is not as good as his, he has a great grasp of the fighter. He must have noticed something, so he used the two major eye techniques, and then followed a magical power and Dharma Image, trying to disrupt his deployment.

I have to say that it is indeed a trick.

If this young man had not used his tricks in succession, the old man could have used a killer move to take his life.

The seventh-grade Kaitian magical appearance is that even the eighth-grade monastery like the old man dare not underestimate it. In desperation, he could only lift his sword to resolve it.

He pointed to the sword, and when the great power of heaven and earth surged around him, the long sword that had been dim and dull suddenly shone brightly, and with a fierce sword, the sun was broken into two halves, and even the golden crow that was crying in the sun seemed to have a cry of sorrow.

The old man kept moving his hands, and another mysterious sword move was used, and he repeatedly pointed a number of swords towards the void.

When the last sword was fired, Yang Kai's figure was revealed. In an instant, Yang Kai felt that there was suppression force around him and all directions were sealed.

This situation made his face dark.

It is worthy of being the eighth grade, and he can actually predict the enemy's initiative. After the Golden Crow's Sun-Casting Magical Power was used, he headed straight to the old man. Now this situation makes him seem like he is throwing himself into a trap, and his series of actions seem extremely stupid.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time Yang has fought with the eighth grade.

Although the other party is not considered a real eighth-grade Kaitian, he is also an eighth-grade mob disciple.

He experienced the horror and difficulty of the eighth grade. This was still a 8th grade Mo Pu who was seriously injured. What would it do if Quan Sheng was?

What if it is a real eighth-grade general town?

In comparison, the Zhufeng Domain Master, who was hit hard back then, was much easier to deal with.

Both from the human race, this eighth-grade Mo Tu is indeed more familiar with the human race's nature than the domain master.

Fortunately, Yang Kai was proficient in the laws of space. He didn't know what the old man's sword move was, and he actually had a slight effect of sealing the city when he used it. However, this effect was OK to deal with other seventh grades, and it was not enough to deal with Yang Kai.

Under the activation of the law of space, the void that was Fengzhen was instantly broken. Yang Kai pulled away quickly. The old man had already slashed the sword in his hand on his head, and the sharp sword light was sucked on the tip of the sword.

When Yang Kai stood up again, a blood mark spread from his forehead to his abdomen, and bones could be seen deep.

It is conceivable that if he retreated a little slower just now, he might be cut into two halves by the old man. Even if he had a dragon vein, it would be unknown whether he could block that attack.

After passing by death, Yang Kai's face was as normal.

The old man rushed over. The time spent in this battle exceeded his imagination. The more he delayed it, the more he felt a sense of crisis in his heart, so the battle must be ended as soon as possible.

"Young man, you're very difficult!" The old man was surging wildly with the power of heaven and earth. Every sword move contained terrifying killing and almost gave his all.

Yang Kai's various methods were extremely strange and could not be defended, so the old man decided to use his strength to subdue him. No matter how many magical methods the young man had, the gap in grades was always his fault. The old man should not fight wits and courage with him, but he could only speak with the long sword in his hand.

"I will return the original words!" Yang Kai gritted his teeth and struggled to resist the old man's crazy attack.

If a high-ranking warrior is determined to suppress a low-ranking warrior with his superb cultivation, there is no good way to resolve the latter, so he can only hold on.

However, sometimes manpower is poor and there are times when it can't hold on. Once it can't hold on, it's a difference between life and death.

In just a few dozen breaths, Yang Kai added more than a dozen deep bone-deep wounds. The worst one was on his neck. Half of his neck was almost cut off by the old man, and golden blood surged wildly.

As Yang Kai's injuries worsened, the force of resistance seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

This is also normal. When the old man thought that he had been attacked for so long, not to mention that Yang Kai was seriously injured, even Xiao Qiankun might not be able to hold on.

It is amazing enough to be able to persevere for so long.

"Junior, do you still have to be stubborn?" the old man shouted fiercely.

Yang Kai gritted his teeth and refused to answer, and his intention to resist was obvious.

"Looking for death!" The old man snorted coldly, shook the long sword in his hand, and attacked Yang Kaixin's mouth.

This attack was the last attack. Judging from the young man's performance just now, he definitely could not resist this attack.

But at this moment, the eighth-grade Mo Tu suddenly saw Yang Kai raise his hand and throw his spear secret treasure over.

Although he just made a random shot, with the support of the opponent's powerful force, he instantly broke through the void and came directly into the face.

The old man naturally would not be hit by such a clumsy attack. The sword handed forward was slightly raised and then he picked the Canglong Spear out.

At the same time, he saw the young man opposite running towards him facing his long sword and lifting his punch to swing him.

Instinctively, it felt something was wrong with this eighth grade Kaitian, but how could he think more about it at such a critical moment?

The long sword instantly penetrated Yang Kai's chest, and the violent sword energy burst out, rushing wildly at the wound.

However, his fist did not hit the old man and stopped less than three inches away from the old man.

The old man looked at Yang Kai lightly, without any sorrow or joy.

He has given the other party a choice. Since the other party is determined to die, he can only send him on the way.

However, when the sword attacked, he keenly felt the other party twisting his body, so this sword should not hit the point.

But it doesn't matter. Even if the young man doesn't die, his condition will not be much better if he eats his own sword.
Chapter completed!